Don't Worry! I'm Sure It'll Be Fine And She Won't Find You At All. Besides, You Have A J Again, Don't
Don't worry! I'm sure it'll be fine and she won't find you at all. Besides, you have a J again, don't you?
-sitting under the bonnet dryer with it on medium heat having a panic attack-
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Tessa smiled at Cyn's assessment and giggled softly at the kind words. "It's like a golden retriever, but much softer... I only met one once. But, you can see for yourself," she walked over and set the wig down for Cyn to feel it while she unhooked Cyn's old wig ever so carefully, "I've had lots and lots of practice, my darling dear Cyn. I know you've had a little practice, you cheeky little wallaby." Tessa hugged gently Cyn from behind before taking off the drone's human hair wig, despite the weathering and yellowing of the wig cap and the tarnishing of the clasps, it was in pretty sturdy condition, despite being knotted and yellowed from dirt, grime, and the passage of time "I remember Mother coming down in the morning wearing a veiled hat to hide her choppy bangs and the pixie cut you gave her, and being off to the beauty parlour before she even finished her morning tea," the drone giggled to her little sister client, "I'm so proud of you for doing that, thank you."
"Trying to interact with other worker drones... Has become difficult. They don't trust me." Cyn frowned.
The ninja stars left slashes in her dress and one took off the bow ontop of her head, causing her to squeak in fright. She ran up to the J and grabbed J's hand, squeezing it twice firmly before she said with a grin, "Try repressing this!" she smile and licked J's hand before she continued to run to the outpost bunker
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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.
Wait, bonnet dryers are real??
Right right, you don't know the British/Aussie terminology
so like they're your standard salon dryers. They're nice and cozy and good for when you need to get a perm to set, trying to dry hair, or if you're not doing okay and need warmth
Can your hair even grow back? I thought it was just a wig
Main timeline Tessa here, yep! Remember, I have solver capabilities, just it takes a while. Don't worry too much about #feral j AU me, she's a tough little girlie.. I DO feel bad for that but, it's an interesting story.
The doors were getting closer. 50 yards, now 40, 30, 20... "Come on, Tessie, come on girl, fly faster!" she yelled at herself who was now flying forwards, her wings working overtime to give her extra thrust just to get away from the impending attack from the disassembly drone. She glanced back, seeing J getting closer, it'd be over if she got caught, she had to move quickly. "Work wings, work!" she exclaimed, the last 20 feet to the door and then.
BAM! Like the sound of an autocollision, RoboTessa was in the snow, underneath the feral J. She kicked and flailed, but her efforts were fruitless. Tessa's internal compressor kicked on, making her catch her breath but she was terrified.
She whimpered like a scared puppy. "I'm so sorry..." she whispered, LED tears falling from her visor's eyes.
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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.