You Got Her Good, Anon!

You got her good, anon!

-another phone call- Hello? I'm looking to book a colour adjustment, do you have an availability on Thursday at 9am? The name for the booking is first name Jaycee, last name Gensun.

-writing it out, sounding out the words, she stops, and is a little impressed- Wow, okay, that one was creative! Jaycee Gensun, JC Jensen.... thanks, that one didn't suck.

Tessa realized what was going on, it was a surprise attack. She popped her wings out to throw off the wild J that attacked her. "Not today, robo-satan!" she shouted, before looking to the drone she had bucked off of her back like a wild county-fair-mare.

"Oh... Oh my goodness, no! I'm sorry," Tessa began to exclaim, before she saw the fangs and disheveledness of the J, and she lost that soft cozy demeanour, pulling out her battery-powered curling iron and setting it to high heat. "You want to dance?" she teased before her expression turned stern, "Then let me show you what 10 years of both ballroom dancing and self defense has taught me."

starter for the account of @xxrobotessaxx

The sound of a voice singing could be heard floating through the cold wind from just past the ridge

"Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me And he sang as he shoved that jumpbuck in his tucker bag You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me

Down came the squatter mounted on his thorough-bred Up came the troopers one, two, three Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag? You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me"

it was a woman's voice, with an Aussie accent.... what a stupid little soul, to be singing out in the open while there was a dangerous J on the prowl

She slowly emerged from the landing pod. Her optic sensors now alert, trying to figure out the source of the sound. A large bold X appears across her visor. Her mouth slightly opened, just enough for her fangs to be visible. She flew off, tracking down the women

She glides in the sky, getting closer to the source of the sound. She lands on a rooftop, looking over to see if anyones there. She had her claws drawn out.

But you don't need a man, sapphics don't need that.

Hello, I'm looking to book a consultation for Styles by Tessa. Last name Mann, first name Anita.

-she starts writing it down in her calendar and then stops- ANITA MANN? SERIOUSLY? You're prank calling a salon, anon... what's wrong with you, are you juvenile!?

She gently parted Nate's wings to try to talk to him. "Dearie, no... just... there was no vessel left, and I wouldn't replace you, I'd do everything in my power to not let that happen, alright?" she insisted caringly, trying to hold his hands. "Tessie's here, Nate, and I'm not going to let anyone hurt you, alright?" she stepped into the fortress of his wings and held him, smoothing his hair gently with one hand, humming the tune of True Blue to try to quell his fears and worries.

Did you see your Tessa replaced J!? What's your thoughts?

Wait huh?!

Okay, that was pretty funny, anon!

Hi, I'm looking to set up a delivery of hair dye to Styles by Tessa. I'm going to need you to phone to confirm with head office however. Please reach out to my supervisor, Ms Two-Tone. Her number is 867-5309

-calling the number-.... Is this some kind of joke? Seriously? Jenny by Tommy Tutone? You're soooo funny I forgot to laugh.

Please don't bother me, I'm trying to do my job.

"Doesn't ring any bells, sorry, Vanessa." she responded but made an internal note of what to look for, "But duly noted,"

She followed, not really sure but trying to visualize in her mind what the other drone meant

"So... practical question... did you happen to see any... dark shapes that are roughly humanoid wandering around... might have glowing red shapes where the eyes might be?"

N-No? I've been crying most of the day, Vanessa... what's going on?