Nathan Summers (alter_nate_ive) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-04-06 13:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, kitty pryde (shadowcat), nathan summers (cable) |
Who: Nate Summers and Kitty Pryde
Where: Her house
What: Working on a car
When: 04/03
Warnings/Rating: PG-13 for brief nakedness, and for mention of a minor exposed to nakedness.
Status complete
Nate was curious about what he could learn, and about shopping more. He needed to build a different computer, based off of a model that he had crafted. If it worked, it would be awesome. Maybe. But it meant he needed information, and experience, and that meant Kitty.
After asking her help, he had made a time to go see her and now here he was, headed from the taxi to her place, hoping it would be a good day. He hoped she was having a good week, a better one by far than she had been.
It was better than some weeks, but not as good as others. Kitty really didn’t know when she’d have a good week again, at all. But she was in a good mood. She was looking forward to getting her hands dirty with computers. To prep herself, she was in the garage and tearing apart the car that Neena had gotten her. She had every intention of turning the inside into a tech geek’s wet dream.
Nate heard the sounds of her working and followed them to peer into the garage. When he spotted what she was going, he hmmed, then stripped down to t-shirt and shorts and moved to the side of the car. “What can I do to help?” Future time had taught him a lot about repairing vehicles.
“Right now I’m stripping it down. Neena suggested I hot rod it up, so I had some ideas.” She smiled at Nate and pointed. “I want the dash out, completely. I’m going to replace it with digital and touch screens.”
“Oooo, shiny! “ And he went to work, hands skimming over the dash as he checked to see what tools he would need. “Sounds like a nice project!”
“Yeah, it’ll keep me distracted, which is the point. The hardest part will be the engine. I want to try to do it on my own. I’m rusty with hard ware, so it should be a challenge, but I remember .... I just need the right parts and I can throw together something out of this world. Then I know a guy who can make sure it won’t blow anything up.” Kitty grinned. “Chief Engineer of the Enterprise.”
“What sort of engine do you wanna do? I’m pretty good with hardware in cars and vehicles. And I’m trained up on everything from a car to a mass driver engine.” He had experienced plenty of tuning and fixing with the vehicle they had drove in the future.
He got the tools he would need and trundled to the dash, starting in on it.
“I’m thinking alternate energy,” Kitty explained. “In college in my dreams I helped build a particle reactor and we were going to use it to study the building blocks of life, but then sentinels.”
Always with the sentinels. “I got to do all the fun, hands on stuff.”
Nate nodded. “What about an electromagnetic flux drive, using particle reaction as a focus?” He grinned. This sounded like fun!
“Is there a way to make sure it doesn’t take out half the electronics in the area if something goes wrong?” Kitty asked. “It might need more shielding than is practical, I want it to rumble and go fast.”
“Sure. A containment field with a shunt. If something goes wrong, then the energy shunts into an expression not of the deadly or harmful nature, like a lightshow.” He nodded.
“Good idea. We’ll want to avoid anything radioactive so the power-source itself can’t be anything atomized.” Kitty finished pulling out the upholstery in the back. She’d get to the front after Nate removed the dash. “What kind of upholstery should I go for? I’m thinking blueish. Or purple. Lockheed would appreciate that. Wouldn’t you?”
From a perch somewhere above, there was a cooing sound.
He was quick and skilled at this sort of thing and he thought about her words as he worked. “Well, what about a battery designed to convert energy to electricity. Based off of biological concepts, like those displayed by my dad and uncle.”
He paused, then sighed. “Nah, too hard to duplicate. What about a kinetic energy source? A generator of sorts?”
“And purple is awesome! Purple Leather.” He nodded.
His head craned up. “Lockheed? Who’s Lockheed?”
“I like that idea,” Kitty said, grinning. “Lockheed, come down here!”
There was a purple blur, and then a little cat-sized dragon alighted on Kitty’s shoulders. Lockheed cooed, wrapping his tail around her bicep and making a sound that almost sounded like a chuckle.
Nate blinked, then grinned. “Wow! A dragon! That’s cool! Hi Lockheed!” Nate smile wider and nodded. This was awesome!
“Hullo.” Lockheed blew a playful flame and bounced off of Kitty and into the car to snuggle at Nate.
Kitty rolled her eyes. “He never talked to me that much before.”
“Wow!! Awesome!” Nate hugged Lockheed and tentatively scritched his back and sides. “Maybe he just says things for different times and reasons?”
Nate smiled at the gorgeous creature. “You’re fantastic! Do you speak other languages? I’m a newb telepath. I can learn other languages when people speak them and think about them to me.” He nodded.
The dragon chittered in some alien language. And then broken Japanese. And broken cockney English, then regular broken English. “Like you. Nice you. Am Lockheed.”
“I think he just liked to pretend he couldn’t talk because then I cuddled him half naked.”
Lockheed gave Nate a troll smile.
Nate listened and replied in each language, clearly and fluently. And in English, of course. “Nice you, sneaky you. Wise you. Cat’s out of the bag now, though.” he grinned and scritched those areas that Lockheed liked the best.
he glanced at Kitty and grinned. “Who wouldn’t want to be cuddled like that by you?”
Lockheed purred, turning his head around trying to get the best angles for scriches.
“Shush.” Kitty was grinning though. “He really likes my friend Navi. She lets him hide in her boobs. I’m pretty sure he’d a boob-dragon.”
Nate willingly scritched where Lockheed directed, grinning. “Smart Dragon.” He said the words in the alien language Lockheed had used and smiled. He grinned at Kitty. “Again, sounds like a perfectly logical thing for someone to like.”
“I’m not going to disagree. Navi’s tits are amazing.” She was pretending he didn’t look almost twelve. She blinked, and sat up so quickly that her head smacked against the top of the car. “Ow!”
She rubbed the bump. Nate was having a lot of problems adjusting to being in a younger body again. “I just had an idea. I don’t know if it’s even plausible, but it might be worth asking about? I don’t want to get your hopes up. But if Dr. Hussain can regenerate tissue and stuff, do you think she could accelerate aging?”
Nate peered at her, jumping. Then he blinked. “I... have no idea? It’s a completely different hormone structure, but it is related to regeneration...” Hmmm. That was a weirdly interesting idea.
“I have no idea.” Huhn. He was actually completely unsure whether to think if that was a good idea. “Might be something to... discuss with her?”
“I know it’s really hard on you. Just thought if your body could catch up to your brain, you might feel better. A lot less confused, anyway.”
Nate nodded, face screwed up with confusion as he petted Lockheed. “I don’t know what to feel anymore. Part of the problem is that, yeah, but part is that, there is just as much of me that feels like a ten year old kid as there is that feels like a seventeen year old, and a thirty-year old, and ancient. I feel very much conflicted. Honestly, I don’t know what to do.” He sighed, then he smirked at her. “I do admit, being old enough to hit on you without people facepalming might be nice.”
Kitty rolled her eyes. “Don’t get any ideas.” But she was smiling at him, fondly and kindly. “Just consider it. I think, in the end, you need to do things for yourself. Whatever makes you happy.”
“I have a great many ideas, but I would never presume.” He bowed to her with a flourish. “That’ll be the hard part. Figuring out what will make me happy.”
He smiled lopsidedly. “I’m going through emancipation. To enable me to handle working and college stuff without people blinking at a ten year old having a job. Well, they still will, but this makes it legal.” He sighed. “Only it also hurts dad, and that sucks.”
“Being a parent now, I think I can understand. He wants the kid back. A chance to raise his son. But life doesn’t work that way. It sucks.” Kitty leaned over and ruffled his hair. “I’m sure he’s proud of you. That will always come before the hurt.”
Nate returned the favor and ruffled her hair in return. “I hope you’re right.” He smiled, then. “I would totally love to help you with the car, if you want help on it.” He nodded. “If not, I do understand, and I’ll just borrow you for computer consults and milkshakes every few days.”
“I think I could use a little help, Nate.” She smiled at him. “I’ll draft the twins too, for the grunt work. That’s the best part about kids.”
Nate laughed. “Whatever works.” He eyed Lockheed. “Ever done welding, you handsome devil? It can be fun!” He nodded.
Lockheed grinned and puffed out a stream of fire. “Weld! Can weld.”
“Don’t encourage him..”
“Awwww, C'mon Kitty! He and I can handle the brute force stuff while you work your magic on the high-fi stuff, and then I can help out wherever else you need.” He grinned at her, eyes wide and bright and innocent! Absolutely innocent.
“Oh my god...” Kitty laughed, then got out of the car and stretched. “Fine.” Her clothing spontaneously fell off.
Lockheed whistled.
Nate gawked then clapped his hand over his eyes. “Erm... Kitty?” Holy cow. That one image was never going to leave his mind’s eye. And he peeked between his fingers. Because... hello, crush now naked in front of him? Wow...
Even Nate wasn’t a good enough kid to not look some!
"Son of a...! Couldn't it just be the shirt like last time?!" Kitty scrambled to pull a shirt on first, then pulled her pants up. God, this was embarrassing, and probably several levels of illegal.
Nate forced himself to look away. So far he had added four women to the number he had seen the breasts of, and it had been a slow week. Wow. What a weird thing this event was.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, just mortified.” Kitty took a seat and hugged her legs. She figured if she lost her clothing again, she wouldn’t flash him that way.
“Don’t feel bad? Uhm, lots of people have ended up naked this week?” he swallowed. “I’m sorry.” He had enjoyed seeing her, but not seeing her like this, all sad and sorrowful. that he did not like.
She smiled at him. "I'm sorry." She didn't want to give him fapping material, but that couldn't be helped. Positions reversed ...
If it would help, he would likely not fap to her? She was not someone he would feel he had a right to. Or was worthy of, so, yes, er, no.
“So, ah... I should go. We can work more tomorrow?” He retreated toward his bag, eyes averted. Damn this silly weirdness.
Kitty knew from personal experience that sometimes someone’s face would pop into her head when she didn’t want that person’s face. “I’m sorry. Yes, please come by tomorrow? I have a date .. plans with someone in the evening but my afternoon is free!”
“Okay! See you then! “ He waved to Kitty and to Lockheed, bidding the little alien a goodbye in the alien language, and skipping off toward the busstop.
FIN.