Real World, Real Love
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
Oh my god, 22 reviews for one chapter.I'm totally blown away. Thank you so much! I just hope I can keep the story going.
Oh, and in defense to gypsy, here's a list: Morpheus told Zion about the relationship, because CLEARLY, they were going to wonder what the heck happened in there, since the Neb is just kinda wrecked, and for the relationship bit, HELLO! How was he going to explain how Neo magically came back to life??? And Neo would let it all happen, although he DID protest, if you recall, because he's a soldier, and he's mature enough to understand what was right for the resistance. And they didn't act like lovers because once again, Trinity is just coming out of her frigid state, and IT'S A WAR!! Don't you think acting all happy with each other would be a little insensitive considering the recent losses (and ya, I know I should have written it in) And the 'pretty good reason' is that they are all affected by the loss of their crewmates, and Tank, is pretty much her brother figure, god, she's only HUMAN!
Thank you to all the people who reviewed, I really appreciate it. Any tips on how to make Trin's character gradually more believable are appreciated as well.
Real World, Real Love
Neo stepped out of his room, and took a seat. He too, skipped breakfast. It just didn't seem necessary. Despite his mentality, his body protested. He could feel the added weakness in both body and soul, his already under developed muscle downright wasting away. He was weak, and his body was just about ready to quit. He didn't care. Nevia, his captain, stepped up to him quietly, "We're ready to go when you are."
Her quiet statement was more of a question than an order. He hated it. He hated their patience and askance of whether he was ready or not. He needed to be ordered around, needed to be told, just once in awhile, what to do. He needed a superior. Instead of saying anything, however, he simply nodded, and lay back, waiting for that instantaneous flicker when he would find himself in the matrix. Their mission was simple; hardly a mission at all, he was to visit the oracle. He knew not why, only that they had received a message from the Neb, saying that he was to see her. Nevia had cut the transmission before he could ask to speak to Trinity. He resented it, to put it mildly.
He blinked, and found himself in the Matrix. Just outside the apartment door of the oracle. Thank god they installed that new pay phone. Trips were made much simpler. He stepped in, alone, albeit the people watching his every move in front of a computer back on the Kedavra.
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Back on the Neb, Trinity's eyes flickered as well, as she was transported into the Matrix. She too, found herself standing just beyond the oracle's apartment. She glanced at Lucas, who stared back with a slight glow of admiration in his shadowed eyes. Like many others, he was, and would be briefly enamoured with her. Her own eyes rolled behind the dark lenses. She twisted the knob of the door, and stepped in. She took her accustomed seat by the wall, and motioned for her charge to sit.
Inside the familiar kitchen of the oracle, however, Neo was being dragged through the painful process of the oracle's examination of his relationship.
"Excuse the language, but damn, boy, you die, come back to life, get the girl, and everything's coming up roses, then what do you do? Lose the girl. If you want her back, hon, you're going to have to work for her. Work for it."
She took a glance at the door, and without letting him say a single word, she dismissed him, "She's waiting."
He walked along the short corridor which led to the foyer. Without looking down at the people sitting there, he knew. He could feel her there. Without looking back, he felt her light touch on his arm. Twisting around, he turned to find himself staring straight down into her eyes. Without a word, he opened the exterior door and bid her through. Once outside, the couple had nothing to say, which was really quite remarkable, considering their previous anguish. He broke the silence suddenly, "I missed you."
The corners of her lips twitched in her half-smile, "I missed you too." His head dipped slowly, as he kissed her. A moment later, she pulled away, "Not here. Not here, Neo. It has to be real."
He nodded slowly. Had to be real. Reaching for her, for a final touch, he held her close, something she didn't allow in the matrix. "I love you." And a moment later, he was gone, walking away down the hall to the phone, contacting his operator as he went. Her heart told her to call out for him, to ask him to stay with her in this semblance of reality. Her head told her to stay strong, that their relationship would only bring more trouble. Once again, Trinity the mind won, Trinity the soldier. When she returned to the Neb, there would be a bigger hole to patch. She would remain strong, made of steel, she would let the soldier take over. It was the only way to survive.
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Neo's eyes opened with a start as he was unplugged. Even here, in his real body, the taste of Trinity seemed to linger. It drove him mad, her simple touch breaking down all of his carefully cultivated barriers. He stood shakily, remembering the heart-stopping moment when he looked into her eyes. Suddenly, he found himself looking into a very different pair. Nevia spoke, "The Neb has sent a call for help. They've got people in there. Surrounded. Agents, two of them." Instantly, he lay back down, ready to go back in. She stopped him with a touch on the shoulder, "It's Trinity Neo. It's a trap. They want to lure you in, use her as a distraction, as bait. You cannot go in."
"I'm going in."
"You will be exiled for insubordination if you do. Not to mention what will happen if you fail."
"And what happens if I do not try? I-we will lose a soldier. Think of what will happen if Zion finds that we did nothing to help." Turning to their operator, Alexia, he nodded, and quickly positioned himself for entry. "You will be entered about a block from the attack site. It's the closest we can get," his captain briefed.
He opened his eyes to find himself in a grunge neighbourhood, with twisting dark alleys and dark looking inhabitants. Freaky. He took to the sky, and after a moment, set down in the middle of a particularly foreboding alley. He faced two agents, and just beyond them, lay Trinity's still form.
A/N: well, not too much of a cliffie, if any at all, since we know she can't have died if she's in Reloaded, but hey. It's a little short, so I'll try to get the next one up a little slower, in order to make it longer. (I hope) R/R!
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
Oh my god, 22 reviews for one chapter.I'm totally blown away. Thank you so much! I just hope I can keep the story going.
Oh, and in defense to gypsy, here's a list: Morpheus told Zion about the relationship, because CLEARLY, they were going to wonder what the heck happened in there, since the Neb is just kinda wrecked, and for the relationship bit, HELLO! How was he going to explain how Neo magically came back to life??? And Neo would let it all happen, although he DID protest, if you recall, because he's a soldier, and he's mature enough to understand what was right for the resistance. And they didn't act like lovers because once again, Trinity is just coming out of her frigid state, and IT'S A WAR!! Don't you think acting all happy with each other would be a little insensitive considering the recent losses (and ya, I know I should have written it in) And the 'pretty good reason' is that they are all affected by the loss of their crewmates, and Tank, is pretty much her brother figure, god, she's only HUMAN!
Thank you to all the people who reviewed, I really appreciate it. Any tips on how to make Trin's character gradually more believable are appreciated as well.
Real World, Real Love
Neo stepped out of his room, and took a seat. He too, skipped breakfast. It just didn't seem necessary. Despite his mentality, his body protested. He could feel the added weakness in both body and soul, his already under developed muscle downright wasting away. He was weak, and his body was just about ready to quit. He didn't care. Nevia, his captain, stepped up to him quietly, "We're ready to go when you are."
Her quiet statement was more of a question than an order. He hated it. He hated their patience and askance of whether he was ready or not. He needed to be ordered around, needed to be told, just once in awhile, what to do. He needed a superior. Instead of saying anything, however, he simply nodded, and lay back, waiting for that instantaneous flicker when he would find himself in the matrix. Their mission was simple; hardly a mission at all, he was to visit the oracle. He knew not why, only that they had received a message from the Neb, saying that he was to see her. Nevia had cut the transmission before he could ask to speak to Trinity. He resented it, to put it mildly.
He blinked, and found himself in the Matrix. Just outside the apartment door of the oracle. Thank god they installed that new pay phone. Trips were made much simpler. He stepped in, alone, albeit the people watching his every move in front of a computer back on the Kedavra.
********
Back on the Neb, Trinity's eyes flickered as well, as she was transported into the Matrix. She too, found herself standing just beyond the oracle's apartment. She glanced at Lucas, who stared back with a slight glow of admiration in his shadowed eyes. Like many others, he was, and would be briefly enamoured with her. Her own eyes rolled behind the dark lenses. She twisted the knob of the door, and stepped in. She took her accustomed seat by the wall, and motioned for her charge to sit.
Inside the familiar kitchen of the oracle, however, Neo was being dragged through the painful process of the oracle's examination of his relationship.
"Excuse the language, but damn, boy, you die, come back to life, get the girl, and everything's coming up roses, then what do you do? Lose the girl. If you want her back, hon, you're going to have to work for her. Work for it."
She took a glance at the door, and without letting him say a single word, she dismissed him, "She's waiting."
He walked along the short corridor which led to the foyer. Without looking down at the people sitting there, he knew. He could feel her there. Without looking back, he felt her light touch on his arm. Twisting around, he turned to find himself staring straight down into her eyes. Without a word, he opened the exterior door and bid her through. Once outside, the couple had nothing to say, which was really quite remarkable, considering their previous anguish. He broke the silence suddenly, "I missed you."
The corners of her lips twitched in her half-smile, "I missed you too." His head dipped slowly, as he kissed her. A moment later, she pulled away, "Not here. Not here, Neo. It has to be real."
He nodded slowly. Had to be real. Reaching for her, for a final touch, he held her close, something she didn't allow in the matrix. "I love you." And a moment later, he was gone, walking away down the hall to the phone, contacting his operator as he went. Her heart told her to call out for him, to ask him to stay with her in this semblance of reality. Her head told her to stay strong, that their relationship would only bring more trouble. Once again, Trinity the mind won, Trinity the soldier. When she returned to the Neb, there would be a bigger hole to patch. She would remain strong, made of steel, she would let the soldier take over. It was the only way to survive.
********
Neo's eyes opened with a start as he was unplugged. Even here, in his real body, the taste of Trinity seemed to linger. It drove him mad, her simple touch breaking down all of his carefully cultivated barriers. He stood shakily, remembering the heart-stopping moment when he looked into her eyes. Suddenly, he found himself looking into a very different pair. Nevia spoke, "The Neb has sent a call for help. They've got people in there. Surrounded. Agents, two of them." Instantly, he lay back down, ready to go back in. She stopped him with a touch on the shoulder, "It's Trinity Neo. It's a trap. They want to lure you in, use her as a distraction, as bait. You cannot go in."
"I'm going in."
"You will be exiled for insubordination if you do. Not to mention what will happen if you fail."
"And what happens if I do not try? I-we will lose a soldier. Think of what will happen if Zion finds that we did nothing to help." Turning to their operator, Alexia, he nodded, and quickly positioned himself for entry. "You will be entered about a block from the attack site. It's the closest we can get," his captain briefed.
He opened his eyes to find himself in a grunge neighbourhood, with twisting dark alleys and dark looking inhabitants. Freaky. He took to the sky, and after a moment, set down in the middle of a particularly foreboding alley. He faced two agents, and just beyond them, lay Trinity's still form.
A/N: well, not too much of a cliffie, if any at all, since we know she can't have died if she's in Reloaded, but hey. It's a little short, so I'll try to get the next one up a little slower, in order to make it longer. (I hope) R/R!