To most of the world, Victor was little more than a robot. Only the skin of his arms and face betrayed the shimmering steel that encased him. They were the only hints of whom he had been before, and so sparse that the silver circuitry threatened to swallow what little was left of him.
Though it was easy for her mind to wander, Sarah dared not imagine what might have happened if the accident had taken more. As greedy as chance was, she could only hope that it had sated its fill of his flesh. More times than she could count, Sarah had traced the tip of his lips with her finger, cupped his cheek in her hand as she leaned her own face closer to his. She could still remember the first time she'd tentatively touched his arm, her whole body seeming to come alive from the heat emanating off his skin.
Yet she'd trade it all away to the rapacious forces of fate if Victor could at least keep his eye. It was, despite all the wires and widgets that caged him, so very human. No force on earth could extinguish the warm spark of life that flickered in it. Sarah was but a moth drawn to its flame, eager to burn in its beauty.
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Fill: DC - Sarah Charles/Victor Stone
Date: 2021-03-14 04:54 am (UTC)Though it was easy for her mind to wander, Sarah dared not imagine what might have happened if the accident had taken more. As greedy as chance was, she could only hope that it had sated its fill of his flesh. More times than she could count, Sarah had traced the tip of his lips with her finger, cupped his cheek in her hand as she leaned her own face closer to his. She could still remember the first time she'd tentatively touched his arm, her whole body seeming to come alive from the heat emanating off his skin.
Yet she'd trade it all away to the rapacious forces of fate if Victor could at least keep his eye. It was, despite all the wires and widgets that caged him, so very human. No force on earth could extinguish the warm spark of life that flickered in it. Sarah was but a moth drawn to its flame, eager to burn in its beauty.