A World Without Sun discussion

One bed. This is where guys come to breed with you.

Thanks.

No prob

Cassia lay on her bed, drawing an intricate eye. She loved the sound of the pencil scratching on the paper. Such simple things made her happy in a place such as the breeding facility.

((You want me to rp with you?))

((Is that okay? No one else will))

((Sure))

Tyler knocked on the door, his blond hair and blue eyes making him a bit of a ladies man in aid to his baby faced completion.

"Come in." Cassia said, placing her sketch pad and pencil aside. As soon as she saw him, she raised her eyebrows. No one was that good looking with a matching personality.
"Hello."

He nodded at her once with a, "hey," he glanced around a little, taking in the surroundings. He noticed the sketchbook and wondered if she was actually any good, "I'm Tyler."

"Cassia." she said, "So..." she mumbled. She knew perfectly well what was going to happen, and it was the last thing she needed at the moment.
"Do you wanna...?" she nodded towards the bed. Her hands were shaking rapidly and sweat was lining her forehead.

He was about to nod, but shrugged instead when he saw her hands shaking, "doesn't matter. Do you?"

No one usually asked her anything, and there had been a few. This one was the first since she lost her baby, and she was thankful that she had been landed to Tyler.
"Not particularly." she rubbed her hands up her arms nervously.

He nodded, "than we won't," he said dimply, but went to sit on the bed.

Cassia sat a few inches away.
"Just not today..." she continued.

He nodded, "is there a reason behind that?" He asked curiously.

She sighed and fiddled with the hem of her dress.
"I miss carried about a month ago." she explained. If there was anything unattractive it was that, but she wasn't going to lie. The only way she would have sex with someone again was if she actually liked them this time.
"The Dad blamed it on me."

He frowned, "I'm sorry for your loss," he looked her face over, "why did your dad blame you?"

"I don't know." she replied, "But I'm not willing to let the Dad of my next baby blame me if it happens again. I want to get to know them." she explained, "I mean, kissing and stuff is okay, but anything which could get me pregnant is a no."

Tyler nodded, "I wish you the best of luck."

"So, do you want to ask me anything? We could try?" she said, smiling. So far, she had kept her face down,but since he was as friendly as she needed, she smiled a sweet smile.

He arched his brow, "are you sure you want to?" He asked gently.

"Yes." she replied, nodding her hair, "You've already made a good impression."

He shrugged, "I don't see how, but alright."

"Well, you haven't tried to get into my pants yet." she laughed ever so slightly.

Tyler smiled, "I respect boundaries. You said you didn't want to, so I'm okay with that."

She leaned back on her bed and invited him to lay there next to her. She had pinned all her drawing onto the ceiling. They were mostly eyes and a few other things like hands and copies of photographs.
"Do you do anything else. Apart from breeding? Like a job?" she asked.

He laid down next to her and looked at the drawings curiously, "I work at the library."

Cassia was impressed, not many guys who came in here were interested in that sort of stuff.
"Do you like it there?"

He nodded, "of course, I wouldn't be there still if I didn't," he pointed up at the ceiling, but kept his arm close to his chest, "did you draw all these?"

"Yeah." she said, "I like to draw."

He nods again, resting his hands on his stomach, "your good at it."

"Thank you." she replied.
"Is there anything else you want to ask me?"

"Not sure, I'll ask if I think of something," he promised.

"Okay." She sighed, "One thing:why did you knock on my door, and not anyone elses?"

He shrugged, "this is the one I was told to go to."

"Wow." She said, "That makes me fell great." She laughed. Cassia leaned over to face him, and smiled sweetly.
"Thank you for your patience, Tyler."
She kissed his cheek and leaned back down.

He looked at her and smiled, "no problem."

She smiled back and squeezed his hand gently.
"How old are you?"

"Twenty," he answered simply, "you?"

"Sixteen." She replied."Seventeen in a month."

He nodded, "I turned twenty last week," he admitted.

"Happy birthday." She said. "So you've been breeding for a few years?"

"Thanks," he shook his head, "I was raised in the system, so I had to once, but when I was let out I didn't come back."

"Why are you back now then?" She asked curiously.

"A buddy of mine convinced me to come," he shrugged, "he didn't want to walk into the building alone."

"Sorry to disappoint." she said.

((shall we time hop to like a week later or something? It might mean that they know each other better))

((If you want))

Tyler shrugged, "you didn't, I didn't have any expectations. I was originally going to stay in the waiting room, but the woman at the front desk insisted I come see you."

((Is a week okay?))

((Sounds good))

Cassia pinned another picture onto the ceiling, balancing on the corner of her bed to do it. It had taken her the rest of the week to finish it.