"Jaybird, Can You Reschedule All My Appointments For Tomorrow And The Next Day? I... I Want To Try To

"Jaybird, can you reschedule all my appointments for tomorrow and the next day? I... I want to try to get back to helping drones again," the former Elliott heiress asked gently, tilting her head back so she could make eye-contact with her girlfriend, "Having a hairstyle I couldn't stand... I don't want anyone else to have to bear that burden of low self-esteem."

She trembled a little at a thought before she had the courage to put it into words, she fidgeted with the tulle of her skirt. "C-could you bite my other shoulder... the one that doesn't have as many scars on it... J-just... if I get scared and ask you to stop, please could you?"

Feral J AU - Mutuals Roleplay - Bringing her Out of Hiding.

Tessa sat in her bedroom, she hadn't left in 4 days since the incident with the Feral J, she sat in the dark on her charger bed, with her laptop, bottles of strawberry oil were littered around the room so badly it was starting to smell like a Strawberry Shortcake Doll factory.

Tessa's hair, the glorious length that had been stolen from her, had been replaced with a long and tangled mess, tied up in a high ponytail. Still draped over her shoulders were the tensor bandages, even though the injuries had scarred over. She didn't also either bother wearing a pretty dress and bows, just a plain black cotton dress with a long floor length skirt. She sat looking at cute cat photos, but everytime she'd hear a sound, she would jump a little.

She no longer sang, or laughed, nor was even @sd-lowercase-j able to coax her gently back from this depressive episode.

Tessa had not only lost her anger and fight towards the feral J, but she had somewhat lost herself in the fray.

Hey, if that a Cyn actually is hunting you down, why not make a trap for her? Just a thought ^^

Oh yeah, that won't piss her off more. You're a daft dingo.

She flies into a building to hide, she makes herself small and hides in an office full of desks next to a skeleton of a dead woman in a business suit with the name tag 'Brenda' Tessa whispers, "Sorry Brenda, gotta hide here."

I know you JUST patched things up with that Drone who calls herself Tessa, but you should scare her for fun again. You'll get promoted if you do it, and that means more branded pens.

I’LL DO IT, DEAL ACCEPTED.

Tessa blushed at J's teasing, awaiting the bite. The second she felt the drone clamp down, she felt that fear that night, but... it faded, recognizing the biting style. It infact was her J.

She let out a joyful squeak, recognizing the tingle of the warning signals that she had been hurt, as well as the trickle of oil running down her steel skin. Tessa tilted her head to the side to let J have better access. She pleaded, her voice weak with love and adoration, "Again, please... That... it felt nice."

Feral J AU - Mutuals Roleplay - Bringing her Out of Hiding.

Tessa sat in her bedroom, she hadn't left in 4 days since the incident with the Feral J, she sat in the dark on her charger bed, with her laptop, bottles of strawberry oil were littered around the room so badly it was starting to smell like a Strawberry Shortcake Doll factory.

Tessa's hair, the glorious length that had been stolen from her, had been replaced with a long and tangled mess, tied up in a high ponytail. Still draped over her shoulders were the tensor bandages, even though the injuries had scarred over. She didn't also either bother wearing a pretty dress and bows, just a plain black cotton dress with a long floor length skirt. She sat looking at cute cat photos, but everytime she'd hear a sound, she would jump a little.

She no longer sang, or laughed, nor was even @sd-lowercase-j able to coax her gently back from this depressive episode.

Tessa had not only lost her anger and fight towards the feral J, but she had somewhat lost herself in the fray.

Gentle Care

Taking care of them...

"Hey, it's okay. Show me?"

"What did they do to you?"

"Don't cry - I've got you."

"That's okay - get it all out."

"Deep breath, I have you."

"Sh, sh, I'm going to patch you up."

"I've got a bandage for you."

"This is going to sting, but we have to clean this."

"Oh - okay - we're hugging about this, okay."

"It'll all feel better in the morning."

"I can't believe someone would do this to you..."

"I'm going to protect you."

"Get some rest. I'm not going anywhere."

"You're safe now."

"I'm just going to wipe your face."

"When's the last time you cried like this?"

"There's nothing wrong with you, I promise."

"One day, you'll be okay. For now? It's okay to hurt."

"You want a hug?"

"I've got a blanket for you."

"Nice and cosy..."

"It's okay if you fall asleep."

"Just get some rest. You need it."

"Hey, I made you food."

"I know it's easy to forget to eat when you feel like this."

"You don't need to feel guilty."

"It wasn't your fault."

"Do you want a hot chocolate?"

"There's nothing better than a toasted marshmallow."

"Just hold onto me. There we go."

-nervous laughter- I started to miss the manor and not being allowed outside.

Learned my lesson, don't be outside ^^; and Don't act like a disney princess and expect to escape danger scott-free

Delivery for a J

this is just to show what it looks like, there's a case of 100 too.

the message attached says "I'm sorry for being a bitchy bad dingo, you were in the right, thanks for teaching me a lesson the hard way, signed with respect and fear - RT"

Well..that’s a lot of Banana Nut Bread oil. M..Maybe I’ll lay off hunting for awhile and chase the worker drones for enrichment purposes.

(≖､≖╬)Yeah dummy you don’t go out at night thinking something won’t attack you, that’s literally the best time for dangerous opportunity.