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Second Chance Meme!

Okay, rocks fell, everyone died. Too bad, valiant meatshippers! But the good news is that you've all be reincarnated!

...as baseline humans on modern Earth.

Maybe you're waiting at a coffee shop, and you spot someone out of the corner of your eye that looks strangely familiar. Maybe instead of strangers from universes far apart, you and your close CR are now childhood friends who have always been together. Maybe you meet a former enemy as a friend, or a former friend is now a bitter enemy.

Are you a college student? A high-powered lawyer? A kindhearted schoolteacher?

What would your life have been like had you been born under different circumstances, and you met your fellow crew once again? If you had a second chance? Would you still fall into the same habits, be a victim of the same misfortunes? or would you use the opportunity to be someone completely different?

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"Kind of come with being sheltered..." Her voice grew soft as she swirled the last of her drink around in her cup.

"Didn't have much in the form of friends, so I didn't really go out other than to my parent's backyard to 'explore'. So I took on things I could do in the privacy of my room."

Will felt a longing to help her that he couldn't quite explain. That sounded sad, so he took another sip and brought himself closer.

"I was the same. Once I'd developed a talent in machinery, no one wanted a geek anyway. So I went back into studying science, and it developed into a self-reinforcing loop. And...now I'm out here, somehow."

"You seem to be doing well at least. I mean, I didn't have much time to get a good look, but unless you're a ruffian, tampering with the parks equipment, I take it you were working on it right? And besides, you don't look THAT geeky." She mused with a small giggle as her cheeks suddenly flushed. She tried to play it off by drinking the last bits of her drink and idly playing with the bits of strawberry at the bottom.

Ooooo great way to conversate Ronnae. Hittin' on your hero an' all that. TOTALLY cliche'd bravo girl *clap clap* Yeah... she wanted to punch her inner thoughts right about now.

Billy shook his head. "Of course not! I wouldn't risk messing with the park equipment. I was attempting to build a weather reporting and prediction device that could be used by people in charge of events there. Much of my work was smashed by the attackers, but I shouldn't have too much trouble recovering it from the blueprints."

In other words, it wasn't her fault and never would be. He ruffled his hair with a little blush at that last announcement, though---huh? How did he not look geeky?

"...not geeky in what way? Too messy?"

"Well.. for one, you're not scrawny, you don't wear glasses that are too big for your head, and you don't wear your pants as if they were huggin' your chest. You know, the stereotype." Not to mention appealing to the eyes...

Ronnae blushed and shook her head. "Kinda like me yanno, I don't look it, but my mannerisms give me away. And the fact I'm kind of a loner and all that. Socially awkward."

Will really blushed upon hearing all of that. No one had ever called him attractive before, what was this nonsense?

"Are you sure you don't have me confused with the fashion models in magazines? If anyone belongs in those pages, it's you."

What was he even saying?

"W-what? N-no, definitely not for me. I did get offered a spot for a fashion magazine, but papa almost flipped. And r-really, it's just not the lifestyle for me at all... I'd be taking anxiety pills twenty-four seven!"

She did her best to cover her face with her hair as she blushed heavily.

"B-but no really, you are attractive, like those people you'd see posing in the 'Office type' models you see on those billboards advertising like suits or the hot nerdy types...." She was glad she was looking down, cause at the last statement, she almost choked realizing she was speaking what was on her mind out loud instead of stopping where she had wanted to stop.

She hoped her voice had been low enough that he'd missed it...

"I can see how the pressure would mount," Will agreed, "but you really are pretty."

Not him, damnit! He was turning redder the longer she went on, wondering if he was really hearing what he thought he was hearing. He was. Him, an office model? It just...it would have to be seen to be believed.

"I'm not going to believe this hypothesis until it's tested," Will finally sad, not believing he was suggesting this. "Do you have a camera, by any chance?"

Ronnae looked up at him curiously, the blush still clearly there.

"Ummm y-yeah I do actually. One sec, I'll go get it."

What did he want the camera for was beyond her at the moment, too glad to be taking a leave to calm her face from blushing so much.

Her form disappeared into a corridor, and after a few minute she was back with a digital camera.

"This is all I have. It was a birthday present back when I really liked taking pictures of things. Now I take them for reference and see if I can bring out new life by drawing them."

Will approved! She looked much better when she returned, and he was happy to have had the chance to calm down as well. "Oh, you're doing life drawings? That's great, I'd love to see them."

But that wasn't what his message was about. "Okay, so we have the camera. My apartment isn't far---it's just off the contraption shop. I'm going to grab a suit from there and we'll see if I really am model material."

Ronnae looked at him for a few moments before giggling, nodding at him afterward. "That sounds like a good plan, sure! Soooo here, there, where are we taking the photo?"

Why was she so comfortable around him? Maybe cause they seemed to share interests? He seemed like a genuinely nice guy but... A lot of jerks had seem like genuinely nice guys at first...

"I thought I was going to come back here, but we could try the grassy area next to my garage if that would be easier. You can bring something to model if you'd like."

Will couldn't believe he was doing all this. Really? Some play-modeling for a girl he'd just met? A very kind, very sweet, and very appealing one for that matter, but...it still boggled the mind.

"Sounds like fun! Gimme a few and I'll get ready!"

And with that she ran off to her room once more. A few minutes later, she stepped into the living room, a black knee length skirt with long knee high, candy cane stockings. A long sleeve shirt that covered her hands and a small mid-drift vest. The style and colors definitely brought candy to mind.

"I'm ready~"

Okay Ronnie, you can do this... He's jus' a normal, sweet and kind guy right? And besides, if anything happens, you have your spray and tazer no? Then good, we should be safe.... I hope... he's cute tho...

Ronnae blushes and shakes her head, trying to get the thoughts out so she can stay calm.

Will did his own fretting while Ronnae prepared...she was really going along with this? Was it going to be okay? How was he surviving this so far?

His fears were mostly laid to rest when she returned in her adorable outfit. With a little smile, he cheered. "That's perfect! You look wonderful...I just need to clean up too," he pointed out, tugging at his now-messy clothes. "So let's try this."

He quickly opens the door for her, setting a fast pace to his house-garage. Best to just playfully take the pictures before he loses his nerve. When it's in view, he speaks up again. "I'm sorry about the mess. I'm fine if you want to explore it, but you can also wait in the apartment or outside. I'll get dressed quickly."

Ronnae looks around and smiles, "What are you apologizing for? If I could, I'd have a place like this... Well kind of like this." She added with a small blush. "There's probably be a lot more of the stuff I like, like anime, toys, a dance area.... Ya know, personalized and such. But the workshop is totally a must!"

"I'll stay wherever you'd want me really, don't want to intrude none. I promise I won't go throwing a party while you're gone or anything." She joked, moving some of her hair behind her ear and smiling.

"You're the one who'll have to look at the things, so it's your choice," Will insisted, opening the door and showing her the half-finished inventions in the workshop. Just beyond was the living room, with far less plush furniture than Ronnae's. It was still fairly clean, though.

"I can trust you with my stuff, right?" From his tone of voice, it was clear that he wasn't worried. His main concern was trying to look good in that suit.

"Oh you never know, I might run off with a few of them before you notice~" she said in a sing-songy voice as she eyed the inventions curiously, already decided she'd be inside waiting. She didn't want to run into other people if they worked here as well.

It was one thing gathering the nerve to hang out with someone she'd just met, but then again he had saved her. It was another to find more people, in an unknown location, when she was alone... That just screamed trouble, or at least that's what all those criminal shows like Law and Order always said...

Will shook his finger at her playfully. "You'd better not! But it's okay if you want to touch. You know enough to know what you're doing."

Without another word, he disappeared to locate those clothes and dress. Dress pants were easy enough...then a belt, then a shirt to button, and a jacket---and tie, one that he tied loosely and rather badly. The whole outfit was laced with dark blue accents, a color he'd always loved for reasons he couldn't explain.

Jacket slung over his shoulder, the man in the slightly messy hair and tie re-emerged. "Ah...so what do you think?"

Ronnae couldn't help but giggle, a small blush creeping on her cheeks as she smiled.

She moved closer, ignoring the alarms going off about letting her guard down and approaching him, in his home, when she was alone... Somehow, she trusted him... And if something happened... well it wasn't the first time she fucked up.

"May I?" she asked in a soft voice before allowing herself to put her hands at his tie while she fixed it up. Loop here, and a swing there and the tie came out perfect. She smiled before looking up at him, the blush rising even more at the proximity.

Strangely, when Ronnae was standing so close, he had the oddest flash of a vision of kissing her. Something was obviously off about that. He shoved the thought right down where it belonged, opting instead to smile and smooth a hand over his chest.

"Thanks," Will blushed, striding to the door and holding it open. His steps were a little quicker than usual. "Will the outdoor lighting show my supposed model qualities, you think?'

Ronnae was in her own little world when she snapped back at his words.

"Oh! Ah y-yeah that should be fine. It's a nice day out still even if it's close to dusk. I like the skyline at that time anyways. T-the camera should adjust... I think? W-whatever, we'll cross that bridge when we get there!" She said nervously, blushing some more.

She made her way outside and pulled her camera out, waiting for Will to get in place.

"I don't know much about cameras, but I'm sure we can get it."

Now how was he supposed to pose? Will surveyed their surroundings...a tree, a rock, a...yeah, maybe that would do it! He strode up to the rock, hiked a foot up onto it, leaned forward, and laid a hand on that leg.

"Like this?"

Ronnae smiled cheerfully, thankful that the camera would be covering her face! A girl can oogle can't she?!

"That's perfect~ Now let me just set this up and..."

She took a snap shot as soon as he seemed to be in position, smiling at the man in the viewfinder. Something felt fun and exciting... warm and happy about him. She was glad she went on this venture if anything for the fun she was having.

"Did it turn out?" Will asked when she seemed to have taken that pose. "I could try something else, maybe..."

He perched on the rock, half-turned away from Ronnae, almost mimicking the pose of 'The Thinker'.

"Mhm~ It came out great!" She said excitedly, looking at him get in another position.

He was such a willing participant... She really hoped he was enjoying himself since she was definitely having fun.

"That's good too~"

She said as she took a few more pictures of his new position. A few zoom in of his face as well. Totally cute~ Gah! Stop thinking stuff Ronnae!

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