#FreedomFalls – April 14, 2015

Pip fidgets slightly, looking off to the side with an almost forlorn look. "I... Haven't had the best track record with others," she says quietly.

Shyva'Nahl reaches out and squeezes Pip's upper arm. "W-Want to talk about it?" she asks. "Let m-me know what I'm getting in to?"

Pip shakes her head. "No... Not yet," she says, rubbing her eye. "Not yet...".

Shyva'Nahl sighs and offers another hug. "B-Best let me know n-now." she says. "B-But I won't pressure you."

Pip accepts the hug and sighs, recollecting herself. "Not now, please," she murmurs.

Shyva'Nahl nods and holds Pip close, patting her back. "Its o-okay." she says.

Pip chuckles humorlessly, slipping out of the hug and taking Shyva's hands in hers. "It really isn't. But thank you," she says with a small smile. "But enough about that. Do you know anywhere nice for our lunch-date-thing?"

Shyva'Nahl strokes Pip's hand with her thumb and smiles a little. She knew she might need to deal with something like this, and she knows Pip might need to do the same with her some day. "Mhm, I t-think so. T-there's a place that does b-both levo a-and dextro food just a-around the corner from the Respite."

Pip smiles warmly and nods eagerly at the idea. "Awesome, awesome. Well, I'll take you there then. When you free?" She asks.

Shyva'Nahl humans and frees her omnitool hand to check her time table. "H-How about... oh, I'm o-off early in two days." she says, then closes her omnitool. "H-How does that sound?"

Pip chuckles and gives her hand a gentle squeeze. "I say it sounds like a date! I'll see if I can scrounge something nice to wear..." She mumbles as she looks down at her current attire.

Shyva'Nahl looks down Pip's form and smiles. "T-This is more th-than fine." she says. "As l-long as you don't mind me wearing this old thing?" she gestures at her suit.

Pip mimics Shyva's move, though she perhaps lingers a moment longer than needed. "Hey, at least it's bright," she admits. "I look like I've just finished rummaging through a scrapyard."

Shyva'Nahl chuckles and nods. "T-There's something about that that I k-kinda like." she says. "T-They are a bit dirty though... d-do you have the facilities to clean it? G-Get the oil stains out?" she lets go of Pip's hand and looks through her suit's many pockets. "Ummm... h-here!" she takes out a tiny spray bottle and hands it to Pip. "T-This should get out stubborn stains, just... just

Pip giggles and takes the bottle. "I'll figure somethin' out," she says. "And thanks for the warnin', I never would of guessed," she says with good humoured sarcasm.

Shyva'Nahl blushes a little and looks down, all bashful like. "Y-You'd be surprised." she murmers. "If y-you need anything c-cleaned... well, its my job, I'd be h-happy to do it."

Pip giggles again. "I'll keep that in mind," she says before pausing. She looks over at Watty then back to Shyva. "Well, would you like to come over some time and help me clean up Watty?"

Watty practically bristles. "I am only dirty due to you gallivanting around and dragging me along!"

Shyva'Nahl looks over at Watty and hums. She walks over and inspects some of his dirtier bits. "T-This will take a while... I'll need a power h-hose..." But then she nods. "I can clean you up!" She says, cheerfully. "I'll g-give you the best bath y-you'll ever have."

Watty folds his arms and looks down at Shyva. "...do you have any polish?"

Shyva'Nahl looks up at Watty and grins. "Y-You kidding?" she asks. "i'm ba-basically a professional cleaner."

Pip stifles a laugh... Poorly.

Shyva'Nahl looks over her shoulder at Pip and smirks, then looks back at Watty. She runs a finger over one of his panels and tuts at the grime. "W-What colour a-are you meant to be, anyway?"

Shyva'Nahl smirks up at Watty. "You doubt m-my abilities." she says. "I'll g-get you white again in n-no time."

Watty leans forwards and nods at Shyva. "I wish you luck," he states.

Shyva'Nahl nods and gives Watty's arm a pat. "I'll d-do my best." She walks back over to PIp and smiles. "I l-like a challenge!"

Shyva'Nahl snickers. "D-Doesn't change my opinion on challenges." she says, then takes Pip's hand. "G-Good thing I'm prepared for both.

Pip blushes and smiles at Shyva. "Smooth talker," she says, giggling.

Shyva'Nahl smirks and strokes her hand with her thumb again. "J-Just one of the things I've l-learnt to do in m-my time here."

Pip raises an eyebrow and smirks. "You learnt how to flirt with redheaded mechanics with a giant mech companion?" She asks. "Okay, colour me impressed."

Shyva'Nahl can't help but laugh. "I m-mean come out of m-my shell and a-actually try flirting." she says. "I-Is it... working?"

Pip grins cheekily and leans forwards, planting a quick peck onto Shyva's visor. "You tell me," she says, leaning back against the bench.

Shyva'Nahl eeps and blushes a very bright purple under her mask, looking at the little lip mark on her visor. "I-i-i-i'll take that a-as a yes." she stammers, obviously flustered.

Pip snickers, batting her eyelashes innocently. "Good guess," she says. Watty lets out an audible groan and shuffles slightly away.

Shyva'Nahl snickers and looks over at Watty. "If you d-dont' like it you c-can look away." she says, followed by a giggle.

Watty promptly ignores the pair, watching the garage door whilst mumbling something about organics.

Shyva'Nahl smirks and looks at Pip. "Not one f-for romantics, is he?"

Pip chuckles, shaking her head slightly. "Nope," she says, looking at the little lip mark left of Shyva's visor.

Shyva'Nahl lets it sit for a while before she looks around the garage. "So. I've s-seen your garage. Y-You gonna let me s-see your new place or will I h-have to wait?"

Pip chuckles awkwardly. "Uh, maybe wait," she admits. "I still need to put some furniture in it. I don't even have a bed...".

Shyva'Nahl nods at Pip with a smirk. Heh. Bed. Yeah, that'll definitely have to wait. "F-Fair enough. N-Need some help f-finding some?" she asks. "I c-can see what I can do, m-maybe... hm..." she taps her visor in thought. "If y-you're okay with reparing a few things, I c-can maybe arrange to h-have the, uh... damaged furniture from the Respite donated. N-No promises though."

Pip blinks. "Wow, really? You'd do that?"

Shyva'Nahl gives a little shrug. "I c-can certainly t-try, but f-funds for actually replacing the furniture aren't the best." she says. "So yeah. N-No promises. I'm s-sure building s-stuff you find from the junk y-yard might yield better results. I've s-seen some of the stuff they s-sell in the more f-fancy outlets. Some of it l-looks like cobbled together j-junk. Sure you'll b-build something

Pip squees and plants another kiss on Shyva's visor. "Thank you!"

Shyva'Nahl eeps once again and blushes. "Its, um... n-no problem..." she murmers. "H-How... how g-good are you at r-repairing furniture a-anyway? W-We have a guy, b-but if y-you offer your services for cheaper... my b-bosses might give you a shot?"

Shyva'Nahl nods and squeezes her hand back. "It w-was worth a sh-shot, right?" she asks, then gives a small chuckle. "So, t-thoughts on making your own furniture?"

Pip laughs. "Probably not. My house would be one big hazard if I were to do that, so... Yeah."

Shyva'Nahl nods and sighs. "S-So it looks like e-either repairing or b-buying your own is the only way t-to go about it." she says. "F-Furniture's expensive these days."

Shyva'Nahl nods and hugs Pip once again. "W-Well, if th-things get unbearable l-let me know. I'll t-try sort something out."

Pip wraps one arm around Shyva's waist, using the other to prop herself against the bench. "I've had worse, trust me on that," she says reassuringly. "But thank you, Shyva."

Shyva'Nahl nods, loosley holding on to Pip's hips. "Its n-no problem." she says, then reaches up to boop Pip's nose. "W-Wheres the w-worst place you've ever slept anyway?"

Pip goes cross eyed as Shyva boops her nose. She giggles before answering her question. "Streets. Back on Earth when I was young. It was brief, but horrendous."

Shyva'Nahl blinks. "Y-You were homeless?" she asks, then hms. "T-That... k-kind of explains a little a-about why you... you know..." she says. "Do that thing you m-mentioned th-the other day." THIEF!

Pip narrows her eyes briefly, but they quickly revert back to the warm look. "Stealin'?"

Shyva'Nahl nods. "Mhm. That. T-Times must've been tough." she says. "A-And don't worry. A-Around here, that's not exactly a r-rarity. I've... grown used to it. A-And being called a thief myself." she sighs a little. "P-People can b-be very racist, you know..."

Pip smiles sadly and rubs Shyva's lower back. "I know, I've seen it," she says. "People are bigots."

Shyva'Nahl nods and leans into Pip. "Just... look. I don't w-want to know w-what you do, a-and on Aite I d-don't really mind what you do. Just be safe and d-don't get hurt, okay?" she asks, looking Pip in the eye. "Y-You just asked m-me out, I d-don't want you to lose your head so quickly after."

Pip blushes as Shyva leans in, but she smiles nonetheless. "Okay, okay. I promise I won't get in trouble on purpose," she says. "And Watty will keep me in check. So don't worry yourself, 'kay?"

Shyva'Nahl nods and reaches up to stroke Pip's cheek. "You're t-too pretty to get all b-bruised up." she says, then leans back again. "I'll t-try my best to stay out of trouble too. Wh-Which is easy w-when you rarely go outside." She smirks a little.

Pip leans into Shyva's hand and chuckles. "Where you work, it sounds like trouble is a regular occurrence!"

Shyva'Nahl nods slowly then shrugs. "I've g-gotten very good at barricading my r-room." she says.

Shyva'Nahl smiles and nods, looking over to the space vacated by Watty before. "I... h-honestly feel a little safer knowing that."

Pip chuckles, flicking a stray lock of hair from her face. "That's because not many people can say they have a YMIR protecting them," she points out with a smike.

Shyva'Nahl giggles and nods. "F-First mech I've e-ever seen and its a-already k-kinda my bodyguard." she says, squeezing Pip's waist, then she moves another locke out of Pip's face. It frames her face so well.

Pip smiles as she places a hand on the side of Shyva's visor. "Lucky you, then," she comments, winking at the quarian.

Shyva'Nahl smiles and places her free hand on Pip's. "Lucky indeed." she says. "C-Could say the same ab-about you."

Pip nods sagely. "True enough," she remarks. "True enough. But I like to think it was eagle eyes that got me Watty, not luck." She snickers.

Shyva'Nahl smirks at Pip. "I d-did see those eagle e-eyes of yours wondering when you c-came to apologise." she says. "T-Thank them for me, hm?"

Pip smirks. "Sure thing" she says. "Though the sight they have now is more than rewardin'" she states, grinning slyly.

Shyva'Nahl pats Pip's cheek with a cheeky smirk. "Oh, t-they haven't seen anything yet." she says, then giggles. "I c-can't believe I j-just said that..."

Pip falters for a moment before giggling along with Shyva. "Neither can I. How presumptuous... Though I'm not goin' to complain."

Shyva'Nahl snickers. "Y-You might be w-waiting for a long while." she says. "J-Just, uh... a h-head's up. C-Clean rooms aren't cheap." she explains with a light nod. "W-While we're on the s-subject."

Pip smiles, nodding. "I thought so," she says. "But I think we're gettin' slightly ahead of ourselves, don't you think? We still have a date to go."

Shyva'Nahl nods and chuckles a little awkwardly. "Heh... y-yeah... just d-didn't want to get y-your expectations going in t-the wrong direction, y'know?"

Shyva'Nahl nods. "Heh. Yeah..." she says. "Y-You mean t-tried to w-warn you, right?" she asks.

Pip smiles warmly, booping Shyva's mask. "You're adorable, you know that?"

Shyva'Nahl nods again and clears her throat. "Yes. Well. T-Thought it was right." she says. "G-Get those sort of things out of the way before we go a-anywhere." She then blinks and goes crosseyed for a moment before giggling. "heh. T-Thanks." she says. "Y-You too." she returns the boop.

Pip giggles, quickly glancing at the time on her omni-tool. "Aw shit," she mutters. "What time do you need to be back?"

Shyva'Nahl shrugs. "W-Whenever, I'm d-done with work for the night." she says. "A-Are you expected s-somewhere? I d-do have some chemical compounds to create. F-For cleaning only."

Pip chuckles at her latter statement, before shaking her head. "No, was just curious is all. Well, how about we go to a bar then?"

Shyva'Nahl smiles. "W-wanting to start our date a little early, hm?" She asks. "Another heads up, I d-don't dirnk." she explains. "But hey. Respite's got a good bar. H-how about there?"

Pip chuckles, loosely holding Shyva's hip while the other rests against the bench. "Consider this a more... Pre-date, than the actual date," she says, before curiously raising an eyebrow. "You don't drink? You don't like it?"

Shyva'Nahl giggles and nods. "Pre-date." she says, then shakes her head. "A-And no, I've j-just never tried it." the quarian explains, slipping in just a little closer. "I've n-never had the ch-chance to. I want my f-first time drinking to be a c-celebration. A b-big one."

Pip looks at the quarian curiously for a moment as a smile starts to appear on her face. "Ahh, I see," she says, slipping her arm to Shyva's lower back. "Well, make sure I'm there when it happens. Wouldn't want to, ah, miss it."

Shyva'Nahl smiles and nods. "I'll k-keep that in mind." she murmers and gives her side another squeeze with a chuckle. "Y-You won't miss anything, I promise."

Pip smirks, giving a small wink to Shyva. "Glad to hear it," she says smoothly. "Sounds like a good time."

Shyva'Nahl laughs and hugs Pip. "I h-hope it will be. I probably won't go nuts, mind you, b-but it should s-still be fun."