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Not Pink Enough (OTA)

She liked the pink of the hotel a lot. If she had to guess, she'd say that whoever built the place kept her aesthetics in mind. Still, there were some places were pink was lacking and on a hot day like today, the pool was one of those places. Clad in her bikini, she was lounging on a pink shell floaty with sunglasses on and an umbrella drink in her hand. She casually touched the water and the water instantly turned pink like she had dumped a bunch of pink food colouring into the water.

Aphrodite let out a relaxing sigh. "Much better!" Smiling, she sipped her drink.

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"I've...heard of you." It wasn't a lie--a Loki, a Thor, and now an Aphrodite. The former two weren't threatening, hopefully the trend would follow. And if Loki taught him anything about dealing with deities, humor was a decent approach. His lips quirked up as he offered her a towel as the fluid made clear trails across her skin, as if amused to prove her point.

"Perhaps I don't know what fun is, then. I'm programmed to serve."

Oh, she liked him. She didn't normally like machines - reminded her too much of Hephaestus - but this one she enjoyed immensely. Out of nowhere a little table appeared to float beside her and she deposited the drink there to take the towel. Connor had gotten her attention which was, again, a rarity. She leaned forward a little, her almost-nothing clothing accentuated by the move. She reached out and lightly touched the side of his face. "Can you feel, Connor?" She let the touch be normal until her fingertip reached his chin, then she sent a small trickle of pleasure through her finger as if interested to see if he would react. Did androids work the same as humans this way?

As her manicured hand approached, Connor stilled to let it. He could sense the pressure and the warmth of Aphrodite's touch, certainly enough to act out the reaction a human would have. When her fingers brushed his chin, his LED flashed--it wasn't pleasure, not quite, but there was something that demanded this woman be the center of his focus that was intensified. The interference with his software should have been a cause to pause and self-correct, but he didn't.

"You'd find me boring in that regard," he replied with a soft tone of apology, even if it was having some kind of effect.

The little light on the side of his head was rather pleasing to her. It was like getting instant gratification that what you were doing was working. Aphrodite liked that. Sure, she didn't know what she was doing exactly to the android, but a reaction was a reaction. "Oh, honey. Somehow I don't think you're boring at all." Maybe it was because she had never met someone like him before or maybe it was because he seemed to have an adorable reaction every time she made a move. Both were probably the answers.

"I could teach you how to be less boring too, if you wanted." She tapped his bottom lip lightly with her index finger playfully before she withdrew her hand for now.

That was a clear invitation as any, and maybe it was the rut he'd hit with the sheer monotony but he almost responded. With the distance of her touch, however, clarity returned--some, anyway. It also came in the form of Hank's voice screaming at him from somewhere in his auditory processing. No explanation for that one.

"I'll...think about it." He straightened his loose collar, gathering his composure.

Her pink lips formed a perfectly executed pout of disappointment while she sighed softly with a soft 'mmmmm'. "And here I thought you said you were made to serve." She batted her eyes a few times at him for good measure. "Here I've gone and gotten all excited and now there's this disappointment."

"My apologies." Connor tilted his head ever so slightly, rising to stand. "But it wasn't a 'no.'"

Amusement sparkled in her eyes and her lips formed a little sly smile. "Oh, I definitely like you." And because of that, she decided it'd be more fun to play the game than to just demand - at least for now.

At her words, Connor felt himself relax, surreal as it all was. Getting by without rousing conflict was the priority, but finding himself caught up in the whims of a resident was...

"I'm relieved you enjoyed the drink. That was my first time." He adjusted his sleeves, cleaning his fingers of the faint residue of citrus and sugar. "Please send for me via journal if you'd like another."

Aphrodite was not shy with how she looked at him just then, especially since she wondered just what other 'first times' there could be. The goddess was not shy with that sort of thing.

"You'll definitely be hearing from me soon, Romeo." She winked at him.

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