[ The silence between them is the first flash of lightning that night.
They both move as fast as they can without running to find shelter for the night, though Zero doubts either are desperate for cover because of the weather. It is a long walk to the shelter about a mile and a half away (if it can be called that- Zero had complained, it was basically just a tent pitched up where no one can hear you) but they make it in record time. When they both stumble in (rain patters against the hyde and canvas roof above them - it is barely much taller than Aloy herself) they are sopping wet from the storm. Zero's teeth chatter as she pulls off her outerwear, all of it ten pounds heavier and requires more backwards force than she is capable of. The alien bond between them chooses a perfect time to glitch and cut short, pulling Zero backwards as she tries in vain to pull her tunic off.
Zero falls toward Aloy unintentionally; any other time it wouldn't be anything of note, in the time they've spent together a strange familiarity had developed between them. Never had they embraced, or held hands, nothing two lovers would do. However they had no qualms sleeping beside one another, often pressed up against one another or tangled together. They groomed one another- not really in the way female friends might primp one another- but like mated animals, performing some bonded ritual.
It was alien, and it was fucking weird. But Zero embraced it, maybe even started it.
(It made her feel insidious. Like she was stealing something.)
Zero stands there silently, half out of her clothes, and when Aloy sounds like she has moved on, she finally speaks. ]
I'm not getting out of the way until I get out of this.
[ Their blankets and sleeping bags were on the other side of the tent, just past Zero. ]
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They both move as fast as they can without running to find shelter for the night, though Zero doubts either are desperate for cover because of the weather. It is a long walk to the shelter about a mile and a half away (if it can be called that- Zero had complained, it was basically just a tent pitched up where no one can hear you) but they make it in record time. When they both stumble in (rain patters against the hyde and canvas roof above them - it is barely much taller than Aloy herself) they are sopping wet from the storm. Zero's teeth chatter as she pulls off her outerwear, all of it ten pounds heavier and requires more backwards force than she is capable of. The alien bond between them chooses a perfect time to glitch and cut short, pulling Zero backwards as she tries in vain to pull her tunic off.
Zero falls toward Aloy unintentionally; any other time it wouldn't be anything of note, in the time they've spent together a strange familiarity had developed between them. Never had they embraced, or held hands, nothing two lovers would do. However they had no qualms sleeping beside one another, often pressed up against one another or tangled together. They groomed one another- not really in the way female friends might primp one another- but like mated animals, performing some bonded ritual.
It was alien, and it was fucking weird. But Zero embraced it, maybe even started it.
(It made her feel insidious. Like she was stealing something.)
Zero stands there silently, half out of her clothes, and when Aloy sounds like she has moved on, she finally speaks. ]
I'm not getting out of the way until I get out of this.
[ Their blankets and sleeping bags were on the other side of the tent, just past Zero. ]