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Ah.

[He faces forward to look at what she's presenting. All seems fine until he looks...upward, towards the highest floor of the building.

He swallows hard.]

It's gorgeous.

[First things first--this is something she designed, and it really is a beautiful building. Lots of fit-minded people are going to look forward to giving their patronage here.]

[It's arguably one of her better designs, though it was one that was influenced by a few people in her office - a bit of a group effort, which is maybe why she can't feel personally accomplished in any real sense. Maybe when it's finished, inside and out, but not now.]

Thank you. [Perfection aside, he's still being sweet despite how vaguely terrified he looks.] But don't look at the top.

[It's fifty-nine stories, just right to look at the city from a sort of level viewpoint, though not quite tall enough to loom over it. The easy part is getting inside since they've already finished and dried the ramp, though there isn't any railing just yet. If Boxer happens to notice that she's wheeling a little more slowly it's because she's trying to give him time to back out of this.]

Believe me...I'm trying not to.

[He lets out a self-depreciatory chuckle and slouches a little. He's trying to be brave, for her, so he can enjoy something she worked hard on. And he makes it as far as the elevator, which--thanks to its newness--doesn't creak under his weight, before looking at Nariko and groping around for her hand.]

[No, thankfully the elevator was very well made, and incredibly prepared to handle most weights that might be otherwise unheard of. But when he reaches for her hand she takes it, and only reaches over with her free one to press the shiny, clean 59 button before his hand goes in both of hers.]

Deep breathes. [She tilts her hand.] And communication.

[Because she doesn't exactly have bags on hand, so he's really gonna have to let her know if he starts to feel too sick.

But up they're going! Surprisingly quick, despite the lack of motion.]

[Both of them know that panic doesn't come from the front on him, the bags would be useless anyway.]

I'll be fine as long as I can communicate.

[In other words, if he completely clams up and becomes unresponsive, it's time to bring him back down. It's helpful that he can't really feel the momentum of the elevator, but there's a gland in his head designed to detect elevation and it is not happy right now. Boxer squeezes her hands gently.]

[Oh, that's true! Somehow she completely forgot about that.

She doesn't squeeze back too much, not only because her grip probably isn't strong enough to be comforting in the first place, but because she's sort of petting the back of his palm the way she used to do when Nathan would fuss in his sleep. Which isn't to say there's any real connection there aside from it being a sort of comfort reflex.

A little more, and a little more and then ... They're there. But she keeps the door from opening.]

Hey, Boxer, on a scale of one to ten, how much do you like my boobs?

[She's going somewhere with this, just be patient.]

[Oh my God, we're stopped.

He's in the middle of staring at the closed doors with the anticipation of expecting them to open to, like, an open cliffside or something, if his wide-eyed facial expression is any indication. But it doesn't open, and she says something that it takes him a delayed second to process. He looks up at her, and despite his efforts, he can't really tone down his panicked look.]

Um, t-ten?

[Not that he's trying to kissass right now, but stuck on the precipice of fight-or-flight, there's no other acceptable answer.]

Good.

[He could have said eight and she wouldn't have been insulted! It feels like he's more of a hip guy, anyway. But now that she's asked the question Nariko reaches back to pull open the ties around her neck that hold her dress together. It tumbles off like nothing and she steps out of it carefully, folds it over and puts that and her clutch on Boxer's lap. She bends a bit to put her stuff in his lap.]

Now, hold onto that, please [She stands upright in her solid white bra and lace panties.] and focus on these.

[The boobs, of course. Honestly if something else works better then he's free to go with that.]

[Oh. Hello, cleavage.

The look on his face almost makes it look like he's a high school freshman that's getting to see his first pair of tits in person, but it's really a combination of excitement and nervous anxiety. He holds her discarded dress and clutch very obediently, as if they were small precious treasures given for a giant of a beast to protect with the gentlest of grasps.

His eyes are on her face briefly before going down to her breasts when instructed.

And for the record, Boxer is an ass man, through and through. But her tits are literally perfect, so there. But the alternative option will make itself apparent the moment she turns around.]

Good.

[She does have to glance over her shoulder a bit to get the button, but sure enough the elevator opens up and she steps back, motioning for him to roll himself forward, so maybe he'll have to put her stuff to the side, or trust it to remain balanced on his lap. Either way, she's mostly just glad that she makes it out without tripping her heels on anything.]

Now, I just want to point out that I didn't originally plan on taking my clothes off this early in our date.

[Not that she really minds, he's already seen everything. A few more steps and then she'll turn around, she has to trust that he can resist the temptation to freak himself out by looking around the incredibly wait, bare space of the top floor. It's not going to help that there's glass walls all around, which makes for a great view! Not so great for people with a fear of heights.]

For some reason, I can't find it in me to complain.

[It's a welcome distraction, and because his heart is pounding so hard he'll find himself with an erection much sooner and easier than expected, but it's easily ignored. Not like she's going to notice the addition of another tentacle when they're all packaged away.

He manages to get his hands on his wheels, but it takes a while for him to get the courage to push himself forward. Eventually, he manages to push himself out of the elevator. Boxer gets a little concerned when the doors close behind him, and despite his effort and progress, he doesn't seem relieved or self-congratulatory at all.]

[Well, he's genuinely scared to death of this so she'd be a little surprised if he could be at all relieved by just the first step - or even an all out victory. Fears are too complicated for instant gratification even if it's completely valid.

But since he's doing a very good job of focusing, and he's still talking she does dare to turn around, making sure to slide her hair out of the way and to the front. At least that way he has a complete view from her neckline to the ends of her heels, enjoy the sight of that ass, Boxer, moving as if in perfect slow motion.]

It's good to know I haven't lost your interest.

[She's just talking for the sake of it, Nariko's far more concerned with getting to the goal - she figured it might be good to start with halfway to the window and see how he does. They can scale back or move forward a little depending on how it goes.]

[Yep. Definitely has Goldie hanging out in there.]

Don't think you ever will.

[Eyes are totally trained directly on her ass, and he can't help but think about how much better he'd feel if he could get his hands all over those deliciously voluptuous mounds.

They bounce, he notices. There's a little bounce every time she takes a step in those heels. Delicious, slow motion jiggles. How has he not noticed this before?

Just like how he doesn't notice that he has managed to make it to the half-way point to the windows without any trouble.]

[The power of an intensely curvaceous body, at work!]

And thankfully it's the same for you, handsome.

[There's a whole hell of a lot of him to love and explore! It's a very good thing. But now he gets the profile view so that he can take in the lights, the view of the bay, the buildings ... All of it. But she also makes sure that she's right next to him so he can get a hold of her if he needs a physical anger, clothes or not.]

[He loves it. He seriously does.

Boxer doesn't look at the view as soon as she turns, it takes him a while to warm up to the idea. But when he does, there's an awkward, audible breath before he reaches out to take Nariko's arm.

But he's doing okay.]

It's...beautiful up here.

[He's terrified, but it's beautiful. He wishes he could just enjoy it for what it is, though.]

[He can have her arm, hell he can use her as a teddy bear if that works for him.]

It's a beautiful city.

[She leans a bit more to hold him in return, not that she knows if it'll really help.] I know it's not going to help too much, but I think it's great you made it up here.

[It is definitely impressive.]

[He might...actually like that. Boxer holds out his other arm both in invitation and so she can use it as a balance to crawl into his lap. Lingerie teddie bear? Hell yes.]

I'm glad I made it. I'm glad I can share it with you, too.

[It might be a little bit of bravado to show off for his new girlfriend that helped get him here, even though...she's the one who helped get him here...it all feeds into itself.]

It'd be cool to come up here in the early morning. The bay is so busy at that time of day...

[But he's usually doing 'traffic control' at that hour. It's the only reason it can be busy.]

[Lingerie teddy bear! And to think he gets to dress her up sometimes, too! But when she's in his lap she starts a trail of kisses that go from his temple to his jaw, and she tries to sneak a little peck onto his lips, too.]

I'd offer to take a video, but it wouldn't be the same.

[Because, yeah, from what she understands he has to work in the morning considering all the ships that come in, and probably a bunch of other stuff she has no understanding of.] It is nice, though. Right now all those people in all of those buildings are going to sleep or they're with their families, and tomorrow they'll come back out and live their lives.

[And she actually will be here then, though not on this specific floor, waking up with the rest of the world, without much chance to stop and appreciate it all for being there. The thought makes her squeeze him, and nuzzle just under his jawline.]

[Nariko's all kissy but Boxer's all cuddly. Well, it's a scared-for-his-life kind of cuddly but. Still cuddly.]

Appreciate the thought.

[At her dictation, he gets the courage to look out at it again.]

I love this city. Not just the city...all the different people and monsters that make it up. Every light stands for at least one more person...and if you look far enough in any direction, it's nothing but water for miles. Our segregated little piece of heaven on Earth.

[Comfort-kissy.]

Mm, so that is why it's so hard to leave! If you can't swim far enough there's no point in trying!

[That's not true, of course, but it sounds good! There's more than enough reason to stay in Cloudbank, it has it's own varied merits. But right now a part of her reason is currently holding her. She couldn't have met someone like Boxer in any other city in the world.]

It is beautiful, though. Even when it's ugly.

[All things are, at one point or another, but you're only ever happy because there's sadness, so it's alright.]

[She'll feel his hearts pounding in his chest as he holds her up to it, since her ears would be at just the right height to hear his central one pumping. With time, he feels a little more comfortable, but it probably won't go away completely until they go back downstairs.]

There are beautiful lands outside of New Cloudbank...but there's a reason why I keep coming back.

[And now there's one particular reason, too. Starting with Na and ending with ko.]

Now that you've shown me the top of the city [okay so it's hardly the tallest building but give him a break] I'm gonna have to show you a tour of the depths in return.

[Second date? Second date?]

Are you trained to scuba dive?

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[You are granted the break, Boxer.]

No, but I think if it means I get to see more of the ocean then I can fix that real quick.

[All that water could be as terrifying as it was enthralling, it's the perfect mix of known and unknown to feel perfectly exciting.] And considering that you have seen the top, maybe we can return to Earth.

[She can feel one of those hearts and, honestly, he's put himself through enough! It's a good starting point and that was all it needed to be. They can talk about their second date on the way ... To her apartment, apparently! Also she should probably put her clothes back on.]

Okay.

[Don't...don't sound so relieved, Boxer, you'll make her feel like she was torturing you. Once she gets off his lap, he's handing her back her clothes like a good little (pfft) boyfriend, holding onto her clutch until she's ready for it.

When they get back to the ground floor, he's still kind of panicky, and he lets out a frustrated sigh because of it. He's on solid ground now! Why are his hearts still fluttering?]

Dammit...

[The dress goes back on like nothing, it's smoothed over and ready to go, but when they get down there ... Yeah, she didn't think it was a big deal when they were still up there but he still seems all jittered up.]

Hey, do you want to go home? [She doesn't mean to sound patronizing or anything, but they shared the same line of thinking here: She figured it would get much better when he could see that he was on concrete again.] I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you into it.

[Maybe it was just too much?]

[The truth is, he stayed up there too long. He's got a big body and made a lot of adrenaline, and it's going to be a while until it can get filtered out of his system.]

No, no...I just...

[He doesn't want to sound like an alcoholic, but...]

I could use a drink to soothe my nerves.

[Viable story, right? It's true.]

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