pick a beach boys song [CLOSED]

[reposing]

» WHO? Alucard & Connor
» WHEN? The end of September.
» WHERE? The pool.
» WHAT? Alucard tries very hard to arrange what he perceives to be a futuristic date that will be modern for the detective android. Mixed results.
» WARNINGS? Nerds



Connor,

I would like to invite you to a date with me if you are inclined. Please come down to the pool this afternoon at 13:00. If you have any swimwear, I suggest you bring it. Even if you can't swim, exactly, it would be suitable.

Sincerely,
Adrian


A man from the year 1475 can only imagine so much what the world must be like in the future. He's had so many different flavors of time and universes from his experiences of others on board this station. Alucard does consider himself a fairly intelligent and imaginative person, but there's only so much he can do to fill the blanks. He's very-- fond of Connor. Beyond just enjoying their time sexually in the past, he values him as a person, even if the concept is difficult for the android to perceive and accept at times. He respects Connor, he likes his quirks and clever comments.

He wants very much to put in the amount of effort he thinks Connor deserves.

That said, he hopes the books he's read in the library are helpful, their descriptions of the ideal scenario for a common date or considerably romantic. Arranging the play for Minato had been a challenge, but one he met with sheer determination. It was not precisely ideal, but it seemed all in all that Minato enjoyed himself. With this and perhaps a more modern appeal for Connor, he hopes it's successful.

So, thus, imagine if one will: a pair of towels arranged by the poolside, along with two coconut cups, one with blood and one with thirium. They absolutely have tiny umbrellas and straws, why wouldn't they.

Swimwear is also apparently a thing in the future. So Alucard is wearing that. He supposes he understands, but he's never really felt ashamed of his body. Humans are so particular about how they share themselves.

Comments

much future. such modern.

[rk800connor]

Connor is, of course, punctual down to the second, arriving at the entranceway to the pool area as the clock ticked past 12:59. Funny enough, the first time he'd ever gone swimming was aboard the station. Well, "swimming". He'd stayed in the shallow end where he could simply stand in the water.

He couldn't help but smile as he scanned over the towels laid out, the two drinks, and that swimsuit.

"You look very dashing," He said as he walked over to get a closer look at the drinks.

The one instruction he seemingly hadn't followed was to wear a swimsuit. He didn't have one and he found himself wondering where Alucard had managed to scrounge his from. Maybe he'd made it? But, like the last time he'd been in the pool, he simply planned to wear his boxer-briefs, so he began to pull his tie loose and shrug off his jacket and shoes once he'd made his way over to the towels.

"I don't know where you found all of this... Would you... would it be disconcerting to you if I... played some music for us?" He could, after all, mimic any noise and he had a library of thousands of songs he could access. It would be a little strange though, using himself as a speaker.

he's trying his best ok

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He would expect nothing less but for Connor to be punctual. As he sees the android approach, Alucard smiles warmly and stands up, approaching him. There is a pause as he watches Connor undress. It's a bit distracting, even if it's just him removing everything but his underclothes.

"Do I? I find the fashion a bit odd, but it is a different time." Alucard tugs at one edge of the swimwear, then shrugs.

He smiles a bit sheepishly. "I worked to make most of it, actually," he admits. "It took me the better of the month, but I don't regret it."

He reaches out, tenderly brushing his fingertips over Connor's cheekbone, quietly admiring him. "Please," he says warmly. "Play whatever you'd like."

[rk800connor]

Meticulously folding his clothing as he removed it, he set it down beside the towels neatly until he was down to his boxer-briefs.

"The fashion... is a little odd. Is there a reason you settled on that era?" Because Connor still believed he'd done it on purpose.

He moved closer to get a better look at the outfit, smiling softly as he slid a finger under one of the straps, giving it a little tug.

"It looks good. You did a very good job. Are you going to tie your hair up?" He sounded almost excited. Honestly, he simply found himself increasingly curious and obsessed with Alucard's hair.

"Some beach music should be appropriate," He said with a soft smile.

Obviously, his body wasn't exactly human, but to attempt to replicate something that sounded human, his speaker was in his throat so that his 'voice' would be muffled if his mouth was shut. Although his lips were programmed to move as if he were forming individual sounds, it was actually completely unnecessary. So, he slightly parted his lips as he began to play some instrumental Hawaiian inspired music.

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Lightly, he places his hand against Connor's waist as he approaches. It's fascinating how close he feels to being a human; how did his creators make him like this without expecting him to be alive, or to have people perceive him as such?

At the question, Alucard looks much less confident. "...Era," he repeats, and it slowly dawns on him. "What era is it, exactly?"

He's trying very hard to not look embarrassed. It's mildly successful.

"I could, though I think perhaps it would be more enjoyable if you helped me tie it up." He isn't ignorant to how much Connor enjoys touching his hair, and Alucard does rather like the attention. Connor is gentle with it, and it's actually a soothing feeling when he does run his fingers through it.

The music gives him pause, and admittedly Alucard hadn't been sure what he was expecting. He remembers the kinds of music Minato would play, but wasn't sure if any of that was suitable for this, either. This kind is... interesting? He tilts his head, watching how Connor plays it out of his mouth. It's odd, but not unsettling as it might be perhaps to most others.

"Is this what humans listen to in this sort of arrangement?" he asks curiously.

[rk800connor]

Resting a hand against Alucard's chest, he gives the dhampir an almost shy smile. The moment felt intimate and private, but here they were where anyone could walk in on them. And Alucard had done all of this... for him. It was a difficult thing to wrap his head around.

"What era is your swimsuit?" His LED flickers yellow as he cants his head to the side, "This style was popular through the early 1930s, I believe."

Connor still seems oblivious that Alucard hadn't purposely picked out the vintage look.

He's quick to jump on the invitation to help Alucard with his hair, mentally flicking through some options of how to tie it back. Aside from idly playing with Alucard's hair a few times, he had no experience with doing this sort of thing, but he dutifully slips away from Alucard to settle behind him and start running his fingers through the long, blonde locks, working it into something that would hopefully stay up and out of the way.

"Some humans, I would think. It's beach music. From an island that used to be close to the country I live in. It's underwater these days," He says. Speaking doesn't seem to interrupt the music in the least bit, his own voice louder and more prominent over the instrumentals.

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This is terribly embarrassing. 1930s, and Connor is from 2038. That's about a hundred year difference. Alucard sighs softly to himself, settling a bit as he feels Connor stroke his hair back to arrange it.

"I... found a book in the library. I was under the impression this sort of thing was particularly popular in your time. I wasn't aware of what era it was," he admits, wishing he'd been smarter about this. "I wasn't aware how far off I'd been. It looked different enough from my own time that I assumed improperly."

The amount of faith Connor has in him is terribly flattering, though.

"A shame," he says softly. "It is pleasant music enough. I've never heard it before. How do you feel about music, exactly?"