shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

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You are making her sound like a mobster. Yes, though. To answer your question.

 

[bastion tilts its head to the side, before twisting its hand into a thumbs-up directed at @Angela Ziegler safely from behind @Fareeha-Amari , before whistling innocently in a robotic tune and walking away, as if to give them privacy]

 

-approving nod at bastion-

 

"Your mother is great at getting what she wants," Angela says, smiling. "And it's so hard to refuse her. I'm just glad she likes me."

She steps up and reaches up to hug Fareeha around her armor -- stretching her lips up to see if she can reach for a kiss.

 

Quite. Imagine having been raised by her.

-is standing stoically as her girlfriend tries to kiss her. having the ability to hold a steely gaze no matter what is a fun power-

 

"You smug cat," Angela says. "Just watching me try to stretch to be tall enough. Are you part tree? You must be."

 

Obelisk actually.

-continues to stoically stand for a moment longer before bending her knees. just enough for angela to be able to reach-

 

She kisses her for a long moment with her eyes closed and then looks back up at Fareeha's. "Your eyes are like a hawk's, love. They are beautiful."

 

-breaks her stoic act as she kisses angela. she is smiling now-

But I am a falcon, Angela. Though I suppose I could start hawking my wares.

 

Angela lets out a long-suffering sigh, much exaggerated for effect.

"If you do, make sure you don't get rooked," she responds.

 

I am sure you will crow about it if I do.

 

"It will be a quite pheasant occasion."

 

Now we are steering into awkward territory. I can't even find a way to make careening sound like crane naturally.

 

"I think," Angela says, "that means it's bedtime. If you can't make the pun work, you are sleepy."

 

You are starting to sound like my mother, Angela.

Though you may be right. You will be coming with if I go, however. Two can play at the forceful mothering game.

 

Angela grins like a cat full of cream. "That was, indeed, the plan. Come on, liebchen." She pats Fareeha's armored hip. "I'll help you get this off, first."

 

I've fallen into a clever ploy then. Heh. I am not complaining, though.

-leans down and kisses angela briefly-

Now then, we are off. It will take a bit to get me out of this. Thankfully less to get you out of yours.

 

Yayy, she said we were friendly.

 

*floats over to @Ana-Amari *
Hello madam. I have been hearing rumors that you love tea.

 

Friendly.