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It wasn't the first time, nor the last time that Tomoe was going to be furious with Tony Stark. It wasn't the first time that she was going to be aware of just how pointless said fury was going to be. But god help her, she was furious anyway.
She was a prideful thing and she knew it. And there was no faster way to set her into a rage than to step on it in some way, shape or form. And here and now? Insinuating that she was stupid was one sure-fire way to do it. Just because she was from a time in which the vast majority of the technology of this world hadn't even been dreamed of did not make her stupid. It absolutely did not--and it infuriated her that she could not grasp things quickly enough to function on a more regular basis. And now, of course, she had picked up English well enough to know exactly whens he was being spoken about. And exactly when she was being insulted.
And perhaps if she was less prideful she would have let such comments slide--especially coming from men like Tony Stark--but she wasn't.
And was currently in the kitchen taking her frustrations out on the meal she was preparing, chopping her ingredients in such a way that she was running the risk of adding her fingertips to the main course.
She was a prideful thing and she knew it. And there was no faster way to set her into a rage than to step on it in some way, shape or form. And here and now? Insinuating that she was stupid was one sure-fire way to do it. Just because she was from a time in which the vast majority of the technology of this world hadn't even been dreamed of did not make her stupid. It absolutely did not--and it infuriated her that she could not grasp things quickly enough to function on a more regular basis. And now, of course, she had picked up English well enough to know exactly whens he was being spoken about. And exactly when she was being insulted.
And perhaps if she was less prideful she would have let such comments slide--especially coming from men like Tony Stark--but she wasn't.
And was currently in the kitchen taking her frustrations out on the meal she was preparing, chopping her ingredients in such a way that she was running the risk of adding her fingertips to the main course.
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Date: 2012-03-27 04:19 am (UTC)Taking a deep breath, he stepped inside the kitchen and cleared his throat loudly. "You're gonna lose a finger if you keep that up." He said softly. Not really a reprimand, but merely a friendly warning. Truly it pained him to see her this angry. She hadn't planned on waking up in the future anymore than he had. Though he had a bit of an advantage in being a faster learner and the fact there was more technology during his time than hers.
I know you're not stupid. He told her in Japanese, though his accent still needed lots of work. "Don't listen to Stark. He's too use to being a jerk."
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Date: 2012-03-27 05:28 am (UTC)"That man is a fool," she answered, her own accent still thick despite how hard she tried to speak through it. The force of her cutting increased again, even if the speed did not.
And perhaps the reaction wouldn't be so strong if there wasn't a quite snide voice in the back of her head agreeing with the bastard. After all, she had to be stupid to still feel panic in the face of some of the technology even after several years, even knowing that all of it had a logical explanation.
And yet, she still panicked regardless, even while she grasped for the logical explanation in the middle of reeling.
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Date: 2012-03-27 06:44 am (UTC)"Tomoe," he said gently, placing his hands on her shoulders. "If something else is bothering you, you can tell me." He added, moving his hand down the length of arm to her hand in an effort to stop her from cutting vegetables altogether.
Dinner could wait, he was far more concerned with getting her to talk. They both had their tendencies to brood silently over things, but this was one occasion, he really didn't want to leave her to brood. Especially for something that was out of her control. Time differences aside they were both fish out of water, if she couldn't confide in him than who?
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Date: 2012-03-27 11:19 pm (UTC)She let out a slow breath, bowing her head a bit again while she turned to look at his hand over hers. She slowly lowered the knife to the counter and flattened her hand out, momentarily pausing at how tiny her hand was in comparison to his. It was odd how often she forgot just how small she was in comparison to others sometimes...
"Sometimes... I feel as though it is never going to change... No matter how far I come here, I still feel like I'm drowning..." she answered quietly in Japanese. "I'm not stupid, but I may as well be...."
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Date: 2012-03-28 01:26 am (UTC)However he still had being 'Captain America' as something to fall back on. Well at least until he finally connected with someone dealing with a similar situation. Tomoe didn't really have anything that tethered her to her old life; which was one of the reasons he took the initiative to learn her language.
Slowly he wrapped his arms her, lightly resting his chin on her shoulder. "I know it's been really overwhelming, especially as of late. But I'll do anything to help you get through it." He replied, his sincerity shining through despite his shaky accent.
"I won't let you drown." He added, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek.
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Date: 2012-03-28 03:02 am (UTC)Until she had been pulled here.
She still wasn't used to the idea of someone standing with her and offering support back. But god was she grateful for it. The tenseness in her back and shoulders was beginning to leak away and she leaned back against him as his arms came around her, her hands lifting to hold to his arms. Tomoe turned to look at him, her brows drawing and emotion shining in her eyes. Further words caught in her throat, she was never any good with words when her emotions got the better of her--but she hoped... she hoped he knew. He had managed to communicate with her even through their language barrier at first... he had a way of understanding. A mere 'thank you' seemed so inferior to her meaning. She was sure there was nothing she could say... and so she held his eyes for a long moment, and then simply leaned enough to lightly press her lips to his.
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Date: 2012-04-24 03:45 am (UTC)He returned her light kiss with a soft kiss of his own. Slowly he brought a hand up to rest on her cheek, letting his thumb gently trace over her cheekbone. "I love you, very much." He told her, as he had no trouble expressing his love and affection to her.
Urging her to turn around to fully face him, he slipped his hand behind her neck to tilt her head upward for another kiss, though a more firm and passionate one.
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Date: 2012-05-21 05:09 am (UTC)