second ⚡ invention suggestions

[ramuhs]

Type: Text
Sender ID: ramuhs
To: General public
Subject: Invention Suggestions
Warnings: None


Cid here.

Wanted to leave a quick note and thank you to everyone who helped test my little inventions last month. They should be finalized and ready for official public release next month, but as promised those who helped will receive theirs earlier once ready. Just let me know where to send them off or I can contact you for pick up later.

On that note, I wanted to inquire if anyone had any requests or suggestions as to what I, or any other inventor here, should work on. Whether it's improvements or some alternate version of something that already exists here, or perhaps something similar from your own world.

While I am working with magitech, I am more interested in electrical and mechanical engineering, and I'd rather stay away from weaponry unless it's more for defensive or nonlethal use. So anything of that nature will be more my type.

Always appreciated.
Cid

Comments

[garudas]

[She's even leaning against the door in a very Cid-like fashion, and when it opens, she just hoists a brow and cocks her hip.]

Learned from the "best."

[She doesn't hang up either, but she gives her phone a little wave.]

Now, remind me what it is I said?

[ramuhs]

[SIIIIGH. If only that didn't also amuse and arouse him at the same time—

But he'll hit the button to disconnect the call before he steps back to let her in.]

Don't overwork myself.

[garudas]

[She lowers the phone, gives him a once-over, and struts right past him inside as if it were her own place.]

And?

[No, she's not even going to keep playing these games anymore. She's far too frustrated for them.]

That I would see it when I believe it.

[ramuhs]

[A sigh, this one more real.]

And you'll do that by, what, watching me?

[garudas]

[She walks right up to him, hips swaying with every purposeful step, like a hungry cat cornering the mouse at last. All the way until her hips bump his, and she reaches for his phone, taking it between her fingers.]

I suppose that depends on what it is I am watching you do.

[ramuhs]

[His eyes widen a touch in confusion when she saunters up to him and presses him back. He honestly thought she was hear to nag at him, and he's not ruling it out yet, but...

An arch of the brow when she takes his phone, a message already dinging in.

Now? Really???

.......]

And what would you like to watch?

[Yeah okay he can roll with this.]

[garudas]

[Yes, now.

She's making sure he's keeping his word, and she tosses his phone to the couch, the screen landing face down before she's reaching for his shirt.]

Well. Would you like on top or below?

[ramuhs]

[He smirks a little.]

Tough call, both have their advantages...

[garudas]

You're going to have to choose...

[She's already started working on the laces of his shirt, chuckling quietly as his phone buzzes from the couch again.]

Otherwise, I'll just choose for you.

[Top or bottom. Her or his phone.

Not that the choice matters, it will all end the same way.]

[ramuhs]

[He can hear it buzzing, but it's not like he has to respond right away. It's why he chose that particular medium, after all. Easier to have multiple conversations at his own pace, similar to writing letters but with faster return. A true marvel, really, but of course the real marvel is standing before him.

He knows what she's trying to do, and who is he to say no? Not a bad time for a "break," as he's sure she would call this little "disruption." If it's like this then maybe such an arrangement isn't such a bad idea—]

Well, you're the one who says I shouldn't work too hard.

[His own hands now move to her waist, pulling her on closer as they slip beneath her shirt.]

So I'll let you make that choice for me.

[garudas]

So lazy...

[Her eyes roll playfully, but she's already nudging him in the direction of his bedroom, the front of his shirt falling open further as she pulls out the string notch by painstaking notch.]

Very well.

[She kicks the door shut behind them with no shortage of force, the slam masking the next buzz of his phone—]

In that case, I suggest you lie back and relax. Don't work too hard.

[—and shoves him down to the bed, her knee wasting no time nudging his apart so that she can climb between them.]

>>> moved~

[ramuhs]

[There's just a low laugh as he looks up at her with amused interest.]

How can I say no to that?

[And it will be quite some time before Cid will be getting back to those messages—]