ARCH 3 CHPT 9

“…I tried to be chill but you’re so hot that I melted…”

14 Feb 2020.  All day, all night
Las Torres Mall
La Paz, Bolivia

 

 

#Knock #knock

“Who’s there?”

“Would you like some breakfast in bed bae?”

“…lyin’ in, a den in Bombay?!”

Emma plays back, “You so silly mi wittle hungover capuchin bear.
I can try to tempt you later maybe?  While you run and take cover?…”

“Wait up!  I’m coming!”

{why do I like so much that she minds me like that…   …i know i’m not handsome at all, and she would be completely out of my league if it weren’t for cash making me king…   …does she really like me…  She feels good to hang around with…     …hope she’s seducive today…    …willing to try again, gotta break free from this…    …fkn problem…     …maybe today will be a breakthrough for us…    …hurry up and clear your eye boogies and unlock that door.  oh, score, there’s some gum here.  Smell check smell check…    fk it, passable, she knows she caught me off-guard}

Bander yells one minute, runs around puts a fresh shirt on, pops in a gum and opens the door, warmly invites her in and approves the goods, “Damn this all looks so0o0o0o0o0o nice!  Grachias sehnioritha!    …and ooo la-la-la…”

Emma leans in closer enough to breathe in and enjoy , gives Bander a cheerful happy-to-see-you kunik he well receives.
Walks in wearing light slightly transparent clothing, with skimpy trims.
Carry-tray loaded with Samplings of Canadian bacon and eggs, Japanese fluffy pancakes and French toast.

Butter melt all over the place.

Some coffee, 2 bananies, a not too big but not too small bowl of oatmeal, orange slivers, and lon-lon milk.
A snack sized twix, and half-snapped cinnamon sticks.

When Emma bends to prepare around things in the bed; she does a little kick, and the plates do a little cling-.

Like this 🥂

She floats to the other side onto other stuff; fluffs a pillow, flattens a sheet.
Cute looks, curvy lines, cupid bow, super wide, inviting grins;

Like this 🍻

Bander takes it all in.

{…she gotchu down so good…     …you’ll never be able to get out and complain about this part of the situation you were in…    …only person to fk my life up…     ….without fkn my life up…     …while spicy’ing my life up?…}

Hela struts in quickly right before the door got closed and makes herself comfortable in a familiar corner she made for herself in Bander’s room.

EAB nest the pillows and sheets together kind of comfy; slightly awkwardly.

They cozy up and eat and enjoy together; extra careful not to spill, nobody want’s to do laundry today.

Convo moves gently back and forth.

Banter between mouth-fulls.

Bander praises her spread and commits to making them dinner tonight if she’s available.

She’s always open to him when not active on the darker side of her businesses, or grooming hela.

They talk about things; like genuine syrup, and how hard it is to get.

She wants him.

He wants her.

They know it, like each other, and go together like cabinet magnets.

Over the weeks, they developed a reciprocal relationship, snapping together onto each other’s ideas and complimental synergy.

They could both use a break from the puzzles, bizzyness and hustles they’ve been up to.

Too much tension get’s frustrating.

Like a stuck drawer.

This is Emma’s third try.

First time Bander went impotent, couldn’t maintain. 
They brushed it off as first time jitters for both of them.

Second time was worse than the first, she thought she was better prepared, but Bander couldn’t hang. 
She had never had this problem with a partner before.
Emma’s milkshakes always brought the boys to the yard.
Doesn’t know how not to take this personal.

She was left worried, self-conscious, slightly intrigued and vengeful. 
Never had to be the relationship initiator.
 She was running with a different type of person; in a different kind of chase.
Jumping different kinds of hurdles; racing a different kind of pace.
Frequently reminded by him how complex bio-chemistry can be.
She’s having grown up problems.

Bander doesn’t know how to address it, himself.
Doesn’t know what’s happening, how it all works; can’t explain it, can’t perform, feels uncomfortable…    …and completely unprepared to talk about it…    …while glad that she’s looking to try again, baiting him in through clothing and food. 
Easing him into the mood. 
Maybe this time would be different.

She’s bugging and wanting for closure.

“Hey bae can I…      …touch your shoulders?

“Yeah babe, thanks, that sounds nice.”

She massages his neck, atlas and sides.

“I know it’s hard to talk about…  [she eases in]  …okay, heads up, I’ve been looking into things like this; asking around, searching up…    …I think that if you’re open to working it out with me on this we can, maybe try to solve this together?   …I’m open to talking about what might be working and what might n-…      …maybe you can tell me where you at?    On…    …about us.  How you feelin’?  I know it’s awkward, I’ve never had, like, obviously, talks like this before…     …but I’m down to try us out if you are…   

…is it my looks?”

 Anime eyes, she’s confident he’ll be honest and direct with her. 
He always seems to be, she doesn’t expect him to be shifty about this.

{wish I didn’t have to…     …I got so much going on…    …this is a turn off in and of itself…    …urgh, this is fkn embarrassing, fk is going on…     …whatever…   …stepping down from talking is on that coward sht again…    …I’m a fkn grown up, gotta show up for myself or accept help…     …she’s actually doing something about this, you got nothing so far…}

Bander gets brave and direct about it, “yeah, shoot.  Let’s talk I guess…       …I don’t know what to tell ya though babe…     …I mean I like you; I think you’re super attractive…    ehm, you’re cute and super sexy and I like your vibes and talking with you [Bander tries smiling into her eyes a little, awkwardly and sincerely], you’re very romantic and…    bad-ass and, like, super genious and charming… yeah, i like you like you, i also like that I admire you…  I feel a connection that’s…      …and you feel good to be around…   …thank you by the way, for all those things I appreciate about you, weird thing to say i know…   …so yeah, ehm, I know it’s not you in regards to having a hard time, ehm…   [laughs cheapishly at himself]   …it’s me, I think I’m just rusty from being out the game so long and, you know…     …I’m living a completely different life than I was not even a year ago and don’t even, like, feel completely like the same person or view or do things the same way anymore if that makes sense?…”

Emma sighs in huge relief, “whew!  Okay!  That’s a good one to hear [she fans herself] sorry sorry, just, if you were not attracted to me physically that would mean that I can’t…     …and I want…    …sorry, this is good news to me if that makes stupid sense?…  – [she smiles in energetic delight] my little capuchin finds me attractive and feels a connection…    [shoulders dip in delight; lip bite] …and I like it when he compliments me and works things out. [she winks at him, snuggles a little closer].

Bander continues, “…yeah, there’s that in the sense that you are sexy af babe…      …but…       …situation maybe?  You fkn own me. like, look, I’m a slave right now…     …another person’s property…   …I got life punked by a bum with a weapon fetish, and I’m playing room-mates with two femme killers, and a fkn dev that analyzed my junk on my phone and the internet…     …i’m in a mall in Bolivia…     …with lawyer dog over there [Bark and playful growl in the background]…       …Ren’s cool by the way, that Sammy thing yesterday was off the hook oh my goodness; but yeah,  If I wanted to say fk all this and drop it and walk away and go back to my old life I can’t do any of that you know?… 
…you robbed me…   …in so many ways, ehm.  I’ve been thinking, that makes to mixed feelings that i’m not exactly wise to right?
…I’m completely alone in this problem…     …nobody out there to guide me out of this with first hand experiences and pointers…”

Emma shrinks in shame a little.  Excuses herself,

“i…      …you’re right.  That’s, that’s all true…  [she flashes Bander a playful scary v eye’s stare]   …that ass is mine dough [laughs] I gotz zee paperz.   [they ease into the ironic ugly-romantic comedy of it all and laugh along]    

…of course you must be frustrated at me, for my part in all of this…     …I’m totally using you…

…if it makes you feel any better, I didn’t want this dough…”

Bander follows up immediately, “whadd’ya mean?”

“I never wanted to get married, or planned to.  My brother and I always thought it was the dumbest thing ever.  Like, why would you do that?  The whole concept and idea is…

…bander finishes it off.  “so ludicrous it’s lucrative…?”

Emma smiles at that, “yeah, we figured that…     …if you love somebody, and they love you, you support each other on what they want to do…    …and being good players at the give and take game…      …and it’s as simple as that, why ever complicate a good thing?…     

 …the marriage cult is just…     …ick.  And doesn’t add anything valuable to a healthy relationship, at all…   …you know?

…so when your case kicked my door down all the way in colombia…        …fkn mosa…
…plan A was to black widow you actually…     …the billions and assets alone were a huge boost for me and you being alive would’ve been a liability, [Hela barks in her corner], you shush now!  Haha, yeah, no, she’s right; we weren’t going to let some random billionaire go running aroun’ talking them tales, that would’a been spectacularly stupid…     …you can even ask Ren, he knows a guy who could make fake ai videos of our wedding and you taking your last glide and everything…    [she laughs a little psychotically]   …you know, for your fans…”

{…well sht…     …I don’t know how this is supposed to be helping…}

    …this plan B of ours here is because of what you were doing out there bae…  The more I learned about you, the more you got my attention…      …as someone worth keeping alive…    …so yeah, marrying and disposing you would have just been business, but me flying over here to you, i did that for pleasure.  You being alive, because i like what you have to offer, and admire you, in many different ways, and falling for you…     …feeling like I need you…   …does that makes sense?     …oh my, that’s gotta fk with your head so much…    …it does mine…”

Bander brings up rejectingly…. “it does…    …it fkn does…  …it fks everything up..    …but…    …it’s been fkd up before you even showed up.  I’m surprised I’m still alive actually; if you hadn’t, done that…    …I still wouldn’t be free of anything…     …mosa and Cassandro were not people that leave loose ends lying around either…       …they don’t give a fk, kinda like, how it’s scary to know how easy and fast it is for you to not give a fk you know?”

Emma fixes her loose hair back a little nervously,  “…I…    …I can understand you…  …and them…   …but I actually do, really do…    …care about you if you can believe that?…

like, obviously, everything about this has been forced and I’m like, this weird master wife kidnapper person; thing…   …and yeah, it’s fkd up babe, I get it…    …I try my best to make this as not weird as possible…    …okay, maybe I’ve been making it a little weird, cuz, I like you so much, but yeah, this is all fkd up not just for you but for me also…    …I don’t do this because I like it, I do this because I don’t know or seem to have any other rational way…

…like…   …when I killed my first, I wondered, what my twinsy would think of how far I’ve gone…    …after that the second and third and so forth everything was easier…    …and I stopped wondering…”

{…this totally isn’t fkn helping…      …I keep forgetting how scary her pulpa side is…   …i tell her that i’m scared she will get into not give a fk mode in whatever kind of relationship you call this, and this is the answer she gives me…    …wtf}

Emma resumes a tiny bit emotional but composed, “but now, yeah…    …I keep wondering about this situation between us and…     …I don’t like this situation at all and it’s not something I’m proud of…      …I’m using you, to get out of all this…     …because you got something with you and that something tells me that…     …what you want, and can do, will help me get what I want, and get me…     …and my whole crew out of this crazy loop…”

{of all the psychos, I get the one that won’t rest until she takes down the Marines…    …of all fkn things, the fkn Marines; specifically…     …seriously, how do I find myself in these situations…     …and if there was a way, she would find it, I best believe it…    …she’s literally using me to do it}

Emma reflects on them together, “…I think that, you plus me, we equal better math.  I know like, the way I are might not be everything you may be looking for…   …i’m sure there are parts of me and the life i live that are a major turn off…  …I mean, I’m so, like, flattered and feeling lucky that you find me attractive to begin with…    “

She likes knowing he finds her desirable, that her energies spent in role playing and luring aren’t going to waste.

She likes to be received and appreciated for her efforts.

They both like having someone close, the physical contact and touch.

Being able to get each other’s jokes and pop-culture references, and their own inside jokes and accomplishments.

{her make the guam thing a reality show was sexy af…    …she understands you…   …fast, she can summarize your sht and…      ..helps you advance…    …dude…      …she does makes you better…   …so…     …what’s up?    …try to see if you can bander it}

Emma realizes, “oh dear, I’ve been talking all about me…  …bae, what do you think…   …how do you think we can make this situation better for us?   Like, what’s the most win-win even stevens way?  For both of us to get out of this?”

Bander speaks up…    “that’s…       …a good question…     …you’re crazy, but dammit I like you, and…     …somehow, with you, I feel like we can…     …I like to think sometimes on what it could be like if we both keep helping each other…    … what’ll come out of it…     …another thing is…    …we’re just players in this bigger game…     …I think we both lost control a long time ago…     …can you imagine?  What the future holds for us?…    …I guess maybe what I always come back to is…     …can I trust you babe?  Like, in not killing me?  Do you have any borders and boundaries with me?”

Emma’s taken back by the perspective…    …melts a little bit into him.
Looks for his heartbeat with her ear lobe radar first, before speaking:

“get me my opening bae…      …and I’ll be or do whatever you want or say…         …I know you can do it and; I gotchu…     …you can always trust me on that…   …that your success is my success and…    ….I want get to know you more than we have already been knowing each other [she looks up, eye brows, wink-wink].  …I don’t want to hurt you at all, or ever… …i just want to win, and help you win…    …you wanna do some winning with me bae?

Bander is feeling calmer about things…

…excited even.

Emma is in thoughts, resting her head on his chest, hair loose everywhere.

Her hands tugging at different parts of his shorts subconsciously.

Bander purrs.

Emma closes her eyes and purrs back.

Emma does a squeeze thing that feels good, spikes everywhere under his skin.

{hell yeah!…     …Bander’s fkn back!  Fo’ sho fo’ sho gonna get it!  Bander up this spicy little pancake nymph!
I think we are going to have a good time yo, I can feel it…     …fkn finally.  What happens if I put my hand- yeaaaaaaah…     ….she likes that, and what if I reach over here and-}

“Bae!” 

“What?!”

Emma excitedly speaks her mind, “oh my goodness, I think I got it!…     …remember we are having a hard time with the logistics of all of this?

Like, where and how are we going to build when every corner on earth is under some kind of property or national ideological system for starters?

“oh…    …yeah, yeah, wherever we set up any kind of base, the host authority is expected to be hostile, and the neighboring authorities indifferent, making starting anything a crap-shoot and a sitting duck in the dark…”

“yes!  But get this now…    …the borders between countries, that’s neutral space and hard and confusing to determine, mostly invisible, or usually a river or something, which if there’s a river that’s an automatic awesome for transportation…   …so lets just take over all the borders on earth, call it ours, own the fkn borders.  That means that refugees from any country have a safe space, an escape room for everybody from the host nations…     …Remember that logistic’s system you were kicking around, the one with the amphibious truck train thing?”

“The one where the lead car pulls as much as it can using steam power, and the top model is the one with the most efficient driver system?”

“That’s the one!  Okay, so now, imagine on the borders, different borders around the world, we have parts for this…   …what did we call it again?

Bander, amused, “…Babe…    …you were the one that kept calling them Hug Bugs.”

Emma reacts, “Those the ones!  So how hard can it be?  It’s big-ass tires, a steam engine for that train level power and torque, add a heat box for whatever catalyst you want to put in there, or just find whatever works to get heat into it, i heard nuclear batteries are a thing now…    …and a sht ton of those aircrete shipping containers can get pulled…     …it can deliver housing, simplify trade like you said…    …can you put antennas on it for that internet thing you were talking about it?  So we can be a hot-spot for the world?”

{what the fk, I swear, I’m the most cockblocked mf on the whole fkn planet, I swear, god’s a fkn woman and she hates me.  she hates me, she hates me, she fkn hates me, I’m so fkn sorry, i get it, i’m getting some kind of karma bull sht put on me, but if you are out there wonderwoman, just know that I’m fkn sorry, wtf…     …but damn her idea is fkn good…    …this is it, yeah, defining the borders as a neutral space would make sense to any half-wit and the poors out there…   …the border’s create a highway of sorts, and the hug bugs can penetrate pretty much anywhere with that mindset…   …and maintenance and supply and fabrication spots along the fkn borders…     …aircrete resists bullets and can float, paddless can be bolted onto the vehicle wheels…   ….we’re talking about an overnight global supply chain and accessibility, simply by taking ownership of the fkn borders, i mean, the fkn map is already drawn out talk about being on the same page…   …oh sht…   ….she just found a way to unland lock entire countries…     …she’s a fkn sexy genius…    …I totally wanna bang her brains out}  

Bander supports her initiative, “you are hitting it right babe…    ..we gotta get as much as possible on the fundamental materials, like, we doing at least two plays here.  We are doing the Carnegie vertical integration; means we own both the raw and the finished side of the product, also, the Crowley approach that…      …yo, if we can make it so that these all terrain trains can fo’ sho’ be able to chug through any clime and place…    …even have ocean routes like..   …a lot of these large machines that non-stop are circulating the globe and oceans making transport and trade globally…   fkn…   …accessible.   Babe, you fkn hit it.  This is a big deal, we gotta develop this.”

Emma gives him another eskimo kiss.

“Told you you make me better bae…    …but hey…  [Emma gets up and ready to leave.  Bander gets up and helps her with the plates]  I’m going to look a little more into this, I gotta check out some of those maps for some locations…     …but I also have a few calls to make and step out for a moment on some other stuff, you know, sorry…     ….I tried to be available today but i can’t wait on this…  [emma motions at the plates] …could you?   [Bander assures her he will take care of the plates.  [when he moved the plates, sht went 🍺]

Emma takes a moment at the doorway, Bander next to her plates in hand, she let’s her wishes be known;   

…Bae, tonight, you know what I think I would like?    …[she looks him and runs her hand over his hair.]  …I wants to be swooned…        Write me a poem, guys still do that right? 

Bander leans in dead serious and deepens his voice.

“Hey babe, look over here; eyes please, before you go over wherever it you going to go over to.

Emma reacts surprised, gave him a toad face moment.

“   …babe sweet babe, my jungle hiraeth, lovely, serendipity, silhouette.
don’t go.  Stay.
Be my valentines’ today…?”

{yeah!  take that!  and what!?  that counts as poetry.  thought you would catch me sleepin’ on that eh ya little hotty}

Emma looks every which side ways, bites her smile, and runs up to shower kisses to her spontaneous little capuchin.

“text me that!  I don’t know what you said exactly, but text it to me and yes!  I’ll be your valentines bae!  She smiles and holds his hand apologizing, sorry, I gotta go do that thing bae…     …but you got me tonight…   …light dinner for me please, small salad, my room okay?   Be there at eight?”

They unstick from each other with difficulty.

Emma leaves.

Bander is feeling good despite getting blue balled hard.

Walks around his room, thinking up storms.

He lays down.

Admires le’ nafta disagreement, 

It’s loaded now.

At the ready, above his bed frame.

It works.  He knows how to use it.

Reminisces.

{…fk that guy…       …show the world what real intelligence looks like…     …solve the social strat problem…    …those paperz won’t matter in this other world we are building…    …everything else will follow}

 

That same morning after Emma was done with the kitchen, Mosa went in and made herself an egg and cheese tortilla breakfast.  Coffee.  Cream.  Milk.  Sugar.

She cleaned up.

She sat in wait.

Patiently.

 

She looks at the drawing board maps of the globe. 

The blackfoot and social stratification pyramids.

Pins everywhere.

She knows her son is out there somewhere.

She’ll find him.

No shortage of resolve.

Resolving.

 

Ren finally came out his room and went to the bathroom, not knowing he was being waited on.

Mosa puts some fresh coffee to brew.

When Ren comes out, she calls him over.

Ren complies, happily, glad to see her.

They say their good mornings, how was your rest.

 

Mosa asks him how he likes his coffee.

“Hot, with an ice cube”

Mosa smiles at him.

Serves him just that.

 

Awkward silence.

Ren looks at the board while he sips.

He’s a little nervous, so many things he has to do and organize, but he has personal priorities as well.

This isn’t his cup of tea, he has never left China before, the safety of his familiar environment.

And the crush of his life in front of him is being nice, but he knows she doesn’t care about him, she only wants one thing.  And he respects that.

“Hey Mosa, how’s your afternoon looking like today?

Mosa assures him she is available all day.

“I has something for you, I guesstimate 2 to 3 hours to finally be done…

…I think…   …it’ll help with baby.”

Mosa’s eyes widen up, get soft, and she says nothing.

 

“Where would you like to-“

Mosa interrupts “my room is okay?”

Ren blushes, looks away.

“You got it.  Gonna go make sure everything is still loading, take a shower, brush my teeth, I’ll knock when it’s ready?”

Mosa nods, smiles at him.

“knock hard, wait for me, or else [Mosa does a cyclone twirl with her index in the air] catch spinning kicks”

They have a small laugh.

Mosa tells him she will be waiting and looking forward to seeing him soon;

Then leaves him to it.