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#Adrasteia – June 3, 2016
Yan Sun chuckles briefly at Birdy's description of Martin, and glances at Jessica with a smile, glad to see her have someone to reminisce with. Her smile fades as the krogan addresses her, and she shakes her head. "I ha-... no, I, uh... I only just met Jessica two weeks ago." she says with a slightly awkward stumble to her words. (Tyranniac)
Birdy gives a couple of krogan-sized nods. "Didn't recognize ya from around here. Not that I know everyone in Adrasteia, but we cater to a-... specific crowd, ya know? Not a whole lot of new customers in a place this size. Just the usual suspects. Take it you're just taggin' along with Jessie?" he says, giving a quick snort, "Takes some quads, comin' here with her. Considerin' all the trouble she caused around here." he adds, giving an (Dante)
Jessica winces slightly, leaning forward and resting her forearms against her knees. "I-... Is complicated..." she offers Yan Sun with a sigh, not particularly eager to elaborate on the krogan's words. (Dante)
Yan Sun glances at Jessica and then back to Birdy, furrowing her eyebrows. "Trouble...? You mean after-..." she almost immediately trails off, quickly changing her mind about asking for details. (Tyranniac)
Birdy roars into laughter for a few moments before answering Yan Sun's implied question before Jessica has a chance to dismiss it. "She gave that suit-wearin' pyjak a helluva headache. Hell, there's still a pretty nice reward out there for turnin' you in." he says with a nod to Jessica, the amusement clear on his face. "Which leads me to wonder why you're back here at all. I mean, shit, I enjoy a good explosion just as much as the next (Dante)
krogan, but I didn't spend the last eight months bickering with that asshole about my building just to have it blown to pieces in another one of your stunts, Jessie." he says, his amusement quickly fading away. "Should I be expecting trouble?" (Dante)
Jessica glances from Yan Sun to Birdy and gives a big, sweeping shake of her head. "Wha-... no! I was-... That-... I'm not here to cause trouble, Birdy. You have my word." she says, holding eye contact with the krogan. "I just-.. I hadn't been back since-... you know. And I-... I have nothing left of theirs." she says honestly. "I lose father's shotgun and-... the knife-...." she gives a guilty glance at Yan Sun, unclear whether she (Dante)
didn't mention anything about that due to embarassment over having an attachment to such trivial objects, or simply to alleviate Yan Sun of any guilt over the circumstances of their loss. "I know is stupid. I just thought maybe is something left, mmm? I was wrong-..." Her attention returns to the krogan and her shoulders rise and fall in a shrug, "I remember the photos we took here. I know is probably all gone by now but I (Dante)
Yan Sun flinches slightly as the krogan laughs, still not quite used to the intimidating presence of the massive alien. She looks to Jessica at the mention of the shotgun, a look of guilt immediately crossing her face. The mention of the knife does little to help. She blinks, her gaze falling to the floor as she cost her more than she knew. She eventually looks back to Birdy, remaining silent as she awaits his response. (Tyranniac)
Birdy's glare softens a bit at Jessica's response. Well, as soft as a krogan glare can be. He gives a short, deep grunt. "Well now I feel like an asshole. Shoulda mentioned it sooner." he says as he reaches over for the TV remote. He taps a button- or more like mashes numerous buttons at once- and eventually the screen switches over to a solid black image. "I never get rid of old photos, kid. Proof of my work. Gimme a second and I'll (Dante)
see if I can find 'em." He begins to stomp off towards his terminal. A few moments of silence pass before he begins to speak, just conversating to fill the air as he pokes about his terminal. "Cross was houndin' me for quite some time about fixin' up this place. Offered a big grant if I'd let 'em just spruce it up a bit. I told him I had a better idea of where he could shove that grant. Hasn't bothered me lately." he says, bellowing (Dante
out another round of loud, krogan laughter, "Makes me all tingly inside knowin' he's probably lookin' out that window up in his ivory tower and cussin' up a storm everytime he sees my place. Big ol' black mark of 'fuck you' on his pet project he's got goin' on." (Dante)
Jessica reaches out, placing a hand on Yan Sun's leg as she sees the woman's response. "Is not your fault, mmm?" she offers, keeping her voice low as Birdy rambles from across the room, "Just a fucking shotgun, right? Is stupid to put such importance on something like that. So-... So don't be like-..." she points to Yan Sun's face with her other hand, "...that, mmm? Is fine. Besides, you already owe me a life debt, mmm? I'll just add (Dante
this to your tab. I'm sure I can come up with more than a few ways for you to make it up to me." She squeezes Yan Sun's leg and nudges her in the side with her elbow a couple times. (Dante)
Yan Sun looks down at Jessica's hand as she listens. The elbow causes a small smirk forms and she glances at her with a nod, placing her own hand across Jessica's and running her thumb over her knuckles as she looks over towards Birdy to check on his progress. "Think he might try to force you out?" (Tyranniac)
Birdy snorts loudly, his gaze fixed on the terminal as he responds. "Would love to see him try. Ain't many of us old timers left in Adrasteia. I've had my flag planted here since the beginning. People respect me. He might have a handle on those whelps of his right now, but I don't think it'd sit right with 'em if he started puttin' the pressure on me. As much of a clown as he is? He's still smart enough to know that much. I'll be fine. And (Dante)
if it turns out he doesn't know better?" he glances back over his shoulder at Jessica, "Well, a couple of blown out guard posts are gonna be the least of his problems." A big toothy grin follows before his attention returns to the terminal screen. "Ah, here we go!" he says. A couple more pokes and an image appears on the screen, replacing the solid black image. (Dante)
The image displayed shows Jessica, side-by-side with, one would presume, Martin. Jessica has long, slightly curly dark hair. She looks a few years younger, maybe 19 or 20, but mostly the same aside from the obvious. Her hands are grasping at the neck of her tanktop, pulling it down just enough to see the fresh tattoo across her chest. The fresh red and blue banner has the same asari words -[Those Without Fear of Death]- in an elegant asari (Dante)
script. Across Jessica's right hand are letters on each knuckle. F-U-C-K. How appropriate. The top of her right hand has a large blue bird which continues into a full-sleeve of numerous animals with a lush, flowery background. Due to the framing of the photo and the angle of her arms, not much of it can be seen however. A star about the size of a quarter is tattooed to her right temple and numerous piercings adorn her face. One through each (Dante)
dimple, a few through her eyebrows, one through the bridge of her nose, one on each side of her bottom lip, and one through her tongue which is prominantly on display due to her sticking it out at the camera through a goofy, furrowed eyebrow, scrunched-up-nose expression. Martin is a good bit older than her, with the same olive complexion and a head of messy short black hair to go with his deep set brown eyes. He has a boxer's nose, obviously (Dante)
broken numerous times throughout his life resulting in a large hump at the bridge. Unlike his sister, his tattoos are less scattered. He has a simple, bright blue design throughout his face. Across his browline. Down his cheeks. Made to imitate an asari's markings. (Dante)
Jessica listens as Birdy speaks, and seems as if she's about to comment on it herself, although she decides against it when he mentions the guard posts and her gaze lowers to the floor. It instantly raises back to the screen as the photo appears and her worries all seem to fade away in an instant. "You found them!?" she exclaims, leaning forward even further in the large couch as her hand turns and grips Yan Sun's tightly. (Dante)
Yan Sun listens in silence to Birdy. She seems to have little doubt that the krogan is quite capable of following through on his words. Her gaze immediately goes to the screen as the picture appears. She studies it with fascination, a smile spreading across her face, and a quiet giggle escaping, partly at Jessica's excitement and partly her expression in the picture. Her eyes wander over the two of them, taking in the details of the (Tyranniac
photo, although she's likely far more focused on Jessica than she herself is. She opens her mouth to say something but instead just squeezes the hand and lets her study the memory at her own pace. (Tyranniac)
Jessica continues to stare at the photo in silence for a number of moments, biting her lip as she does. "I remember this night." she says with a nod, glancing between Birdy and Yan Sun. "Was a good night." Her gaze drifts from Martin to herself, back and forth, and her free hand mindlessly moves up to her chest, her palm sliding across the place where the tattoo once was before settling back into her lap. "Is like a whole different (Dante)
person, mmm?" she asks with another glance to the woman at her side. She gives a deep sigh, tilting her head to the side as she continues to study the picture. (Dante)
Birdy glances over at the screen from his seat at the terminal. "Eh. I had heard they fucked you up good. Nobody really knew what happened when you just up and disappeared. A lot of us just assumed you crawled off into some corner to lick your wounds and die." he says bluntly as he compares what was to what is. His gaze moves from the screen to Jessica and he gives a shrug. "Glad that wasn't the case." (Dante)
Yan Sun glances at Jessica again, still smiling. "You look... very happy." she says as she turns back to the photo. She seems a little put off by Birdy's bluntness, despite Jessica's ways. She leaves her to respond to her friend while she continues to look at the screen, Martin and the younger Jessica both. (Tyranniac)
Jessica's free hand moves up to the side of her face briefly as Birdy speaks, a frown returning to her lips. "Yeah..." is her only response to the krogan. Her frown fades as Yan Sun comments, however and she gives the woman a small nod. (Dante)
Birdy turns back to the terminal and begins poking at it, but not before catching Jessica's reaction. "Ya look fine." he says. "Who doesn't love scars, right? Besides, ya wear 'em well, kid." he assures, fighting against his own nature to be supportive. A few more pokes at his terminal and the picture changes. "Remember this one?" he asks through a roat of laughter, "When we let ya try out the equipment? That idiot trusted ya." (Dante)
The photo changes into one over Jessica's left shoulder, peering down at Martin who is laying on his stomach across one of the tattoo tables. Even though only the side of her face can be seen, the big smile on her lips is obvious. She's holding a tattoo gun in her right hand which is hovering over Martin's back and a small, few inch tattoo is just below. Three misshapen circles, with the center one being bigger and oblong with a large dot at (Dante)
Yan Sun squeezes Jessica's hand again as Birdy talks about the scars, shooting her a glance with a smirk and a nod of agreement. She looks back at the screen as the picture changes, studying the new photo curiosly. After a little while she furrows her eyebrows and tilts her head. A moment later she barely manages to stifle a laugh, looking back to Jessica questioningly. "...really?" (Tyranniac)
Jessica offers a small smile in response to Birdy, but her focus quickly follows the changing photos. Her free hand shoots up to cover her mouth as laughter explodes from her. "He-.... It was-...." she shuts her eyes tightly as she struggles to get a handle on her laughter, sucking in air through her nose. "I tell him I will do smilie face, mmm?" she finally manages and another bout of laughter surges forth. "Is-..." she begins again (Dante)
as her laughter quiets down, "....Is penis! You see?" She reaches out, pointing to each circle, "And two balls! He was soooooooooo pissed!" Her eyes widen as something seems to come to her suddenly and her focus shifts back to Yan Sun, "I could do a tattoo for you!" She looks to Birdy as if looking for permission, but her gaze quickly returns to Yan Sun, "Maybe-... Oooh! 'Property of Jessica'! Could put it right on your bony (Dante)
Birdy joins in on the laughter with Jessica. As she begins talking about tattooing Yan Sun, he merely shrugs. "Hell, I don't give a shit. But I gotta get going in a few, so if you're gonna do this, get to doin' it. Got some business down at Illumination. Doing a little work for a few of their people." he explains, "Few more photos here, too. I'll just send 'em all to your omni-tool. You can look through 'em." (Dante)
Yan Sun doesn't seem quite as entertained by this, but the ridiculous amusement Jessica shows along with the in-depth explanation inevitably causes her to join in the laughter, shaking her head to herself as she looks back to the picture. The suggestion of a tattoo causes her to blink, turning back to Jessica as the laughter dies down. "I don't-... uh... w-... what?" (Tyranniac)
Jessica nods a bunch of times. "Is good idea, mmm? I have practice, see?" she says with a nod towards the ridiculous photo, "Is fine! Will be fun!" She doesn't respond to Birdy, but reaches into her pocket and retrieves her omni-tool, readying it to recieve the photos. (Dante)
Birdy clears his throat as he sends the photos to Jessica. "Or if you ain't ready to let that psychopath come at ya with sharp objects-..." he intervenes, moving from the terminal with a loud grunt, "...I'd be willin' to give ya whatever ya want. On the house. It ain't everyday that one of your best customers comes back from the dead." He gives a big, krogany, toothy grin. "Like I said, I ain't got all day. So make up your mind quick, (Dante)
Yan Sun glances at Birdy, and the screen, before looking back to Jessica, seeming a bit skeptical. After a moment's silent consideration she nods, a nervous look on her face. She squeezes the hand again and looks over to the krogan. "No, I... I trust her." she says before turning back to Jessica again. "Just... nothing too crazy, okay? And..." She points at the screen, furrowing her eyebrows as she stares at Jessica. "No 鸡巴." (Tyranniac)
Birdy intervenes before Yan Sun can respond. "You're either brave or stupid, kid. Either way, this should be fun." (Dante)
Jessica frowns, glancing back and forth from the screen to Yan Sun. "Fiiiine. Ruin all of my fun..." she pouts, but it quickly turns into a wide smile. "What do you want? Mmmm? And where? Oooh! Maybe-..." she seems to think on it for a moment before nodding a bunch of times, "A cat! Mmmm? Is perfect!" She leans in closer, looking Yan Sun over. "How about-..." she looks at Yan Sun's neck, her free hand reaching over to manipulate (Dante)
the woman's chin so she can get a better view. She frowns and shakes her head, her eyes scanning lower. They stop at the woman's waist and her smile returns, her hand reaching out to pat two fingers against the front of Yan Sun's right hip, just below the belt line. "Mmmm? Just a little kitty cat." (Dante)
Yan Sun smirks slightly at the suggestion of a cat, nodding in agreement. The suggested location causes her to look a little uneasy again, but after a moment's hesitation she nods. "I-... yeah. Okay." she confirms with another nervous smile, ignoring the krogan. (Tyranniac)
Jessica's smile widens as her gaze moves from Yan Sun to Birdy. "Let's get started!" she says, standing from the oversized couch and jerking Yan Sun's hand to come with her. (Dante)
Birdy snorts out another chuckle. "You know that old shit is like an ancient torture device, right? I ain't one to advocate shyin' away from a little pain but-..." he looks over Yan Sun as he follows towards the door, "...from what I understand, if ya ain't got a lotta meat on your bones, this can be pretty bad. And, no offense kid, but you don't look like the sort to welcome a world of hurt. Might wanna stick to some more modern tech. It (Dante)
Jessica frowns at the suggestion, but looks back to Yan Sun to make the decision. "Isn't too painful..." she mutters. (Dante)
Yan Sun stands up as Jessica tugs her out of the couch, following her out of the room. She looks rather indecisive at Birdy's suggestion, but soon speaks up, driven perhaps to prove she can be tough too. "I-... no, I can... I can handle it. Yeah." She holds out her arm, showing it to the krogan as the conduits of blue lights manifest across it. "Can't hurt more than this did anyway, right...?" (Tyranniac)
Birdy studies the arm as he ushers them back into the storefront. "Impressive tech." he says, looking a bit surprised at the unexpected reveal as the three come to a stop in the front. He reaches out to grip her wrist, his krogan hand completely encompassing it, and rotates it to get a better look as he slides her sleeve further up. Once satisfied, he releases his grip on her. "You feel like dumping some more credits out, come pay me a (Dante)
Jessica releases her grip on Yan Sun's other hand as they reach the front of the shop, waiting for further instructions from Birdy. "Mmm. Yes." she says as she glances to Yan Sun's cybernetic limb as well. "Is very-... impressive." she says with a snicker. "This one has all sorts of tricks up her sleeve." (Dante)
Yan Sun looks a little surprised as Birdy grabs her arm, no doubt a little intimidated by the comparatively massive reptilian hand. She nods in agreement however, clearly quite proud of her cybernetics. "I'll keep it in mind." she says with a small grin as she lowers her arm, looking around the front of the shop again. As Jessica speaks up she shoots her a brief glance. "Mhm... and you don't know everything yet..." (Tyranniac)
Back up front the human seems to have finished with his client. He's just seated at his station, looking over a datapad. At the second station, the drell slides a small, thin case against the metal square along his ribcage. The case snaps to it and a satisfied smile extends across his features. He reaches back, retrieving his button-up shirt and slinging it on. The asari has gone to work on her client, a fellow asari who is now laying across (Dante)
the tattoo table at her station. The asari tattoo artist manipulates a small device with a holographic interface until the interface surrounds the customers arm all the way around. The hologram slowly begins to rotate, picking up speed as it continues to turn and shift closer to the customer's skin until it's wrapped around her arm tightly. (Dante)
Birdy nods to Yan Sun in response before he approaches the bald, heavily tattooed human manning the first tattoo station. They exchange a few words and he glances over at Jessica and Yan Sun, a smile crossing his face. He gives Jessica a nod. "Careful. Gotta watch out for those dicks around this one." he says to Yan Sun as he sets off towards the front door. He stops once he nears it and calls back to Jessica, "Glad you're still in one (Dante)
piece. How about trying to keep it that way?" He doesn't wait for a response before giving the woman another smile and waving back towards Birdy. "See ya tomorrow, boss." He disappears out the front door. (Dante)
Jessica's only response to the man is a wide smile and a quick wave. As he leaves, she lets out a quick sigh and glances to Yan Sun. "Mmm. Pants off." she instructs as she backs up towards the now-empty station. She begins adjusting the chair, raising it and pulling levers until it leans all the way back into a flat bed for Yan Sun to lay on. She begins to remove her jacket once the bed is positioned correctly, draping the jacket over (Dante)
the back of the other seat. She plops down in the wheeled seat and scoots it closer to the small station. She frowns as she looks over all of the stuff in front of her, "I don't know what any of this shit does..." she mutters to herself before shrugging, "Oh well... Is not important..." (Dante)
Yan Sun gives an awkward wave to the departing human before turning to Jessica. She sits down on the edge of the bed, placing the jacket which she took off earlier beside herself. She hesitates for a moment before unbuckling her pants and sliding them down to her knees before lying down, using the jacket for a pillow. Her gaze snaps to Jessica with a skeptical stare as she overhears some of the muttering. "What's not important...?" (Tyranniac)
Birdy gives a shake of his head as he watches. "Alright, I got some business to take care of in back." he says, cocking a thumb towards the room they just came from, "I'll stick around until you're done here, though. You know, in case she starts bleedin' to death or somethin'." He gives a deep, loud chuckle before turning towards the door. "Just give a shout if somethin' goes wrong." (Dante)
Jessica looks up to Yan Sun and gives a shrug. "I'unno." She waves Birdy off, not worried in the slightest over his comment, and begins preparing the station, collecting all of the things she needs. After a few moments, she snaps on a pair of sterile gloves, holding them up in front of her face and rotating her seat to face Yan Sun. "Is like doctor, yes?" she says with a big grin. She reaches over and grabs the tattoo gun, loading a (Dante)
needle into it and rolling her chair towards the bed. Her foot bounces up and down on the peddle a few times, testing it, which causes a loud buzzing to kick on each time she does it as the needle flicks back and forth rapidly. She waggles her eyebrows at Yan Sun. "I told you I was going to hurt you, mmm? See? I always keep my promises." (Dante)
Yan Sun is looking increasingly nervous, fidgeting a little as she eyes the tattoo gun, but she remains in the bed. Jessica's comments seem to distract her as she snickers quietly, but the last one makes her pause. "It... uh, it doesn't really hurt that much does it...?" she asks with an awkward look, looking up at Jessica. (Tyranniac)
Jessica leans forward, resting her left hand softly on Yan Sun's belly to brace herself as she touches the tip of the tattoo gun just above her pantyline. "Mmmm? Oh." she nods a few times, "Worse." Her foot presses down on the pedal, causing the needle to flick in and out as the buzzing kicks on again. The pain is a sharp, scraping sensation. As if someone is rapidly pressing sharp sand paper back and forth over the flesh. "Don't (Dante)
move..." Jessica instructs, her tongue sticking out of the side of her mouth as she attempts to concentrate, "...Otherwise I will have to salvage it by turning it into big penis, mmm? I have a sneaking suspicion that you aren't the biggest fan of penis." (Dante)
Yan Sun flinches as the needle is first felt, squirming under Jessica's hand. "Gaah! Hnpbf-... 大象拉屎!" she exclaims loudly before clenching her teeth and bracing herself against the table, staring up at the ceiling. It doesn't take long for her eyes to start tearing up, the skin of the lower abdomen quite sensitive to the pain of the tattoo gun. Not so tough, perhaps. (Tyranniac)
Jessica takes her foot off the pedal briefly as the squirming begins. A short snicker escapes her at the reaction. "Is weird, yes? You get used to it. Now stop squirming or will be peniscat." she threatens as the buzzing sounds out loudly once more and the needle begins to jump across Yan Sun's flesh. "The trick is to think about other things, mmm? You talk. I answer. Before long, kitty cat is done." she says as the needle drags back (Dante)
and forth, digging into the skin. The longer it stays in a single area, the duller the pain becomes. (Dante)
Yan Sun blinks away the tears in her eyes, causing a few of them to escape and roll down the sides of her head, but she nods at Jessica's instructions. Her gaze falls on her neck and she asks through gritted teeth. "How did you do the one on yourself? The Alliance one...?" (Tyranniac)
Jessica leans in, tracing a line back and forth. "Oh. Is easy. I found a guide on the extranet." she says, "No real gun, though. Used a mirror to see, so it didn't come out perfect, but I figured nobody would notice." She frowns slightly, her eyes locked on the patch of skin she's coloring. "Everyone notices." she sighs. She lets her foot off the pedal and rotates to her side, removing the needle and replacing it with a new one which (Dante
she then dips into a small container. As she rotates back, the buzzing returns. "Now that I'm rich, I should probably just get it covered up, mmm? What do you think I should get?" she asks, hoping to keep the conversation going to keep Yan Sun's mind off the pain. (Dante)
Yan Sun winces again as Jessica resumes, the brief respite making the return of the pain more prominent. She blinks a couple of times, a few more tears escaping. "Uhm-... Ah-... I don't-... I don't know. I don't know what makes a good tattoo... I-... gaow! ...or anything about covering old ones..." (Tyranniac)
Jessica stops for a moment, leaning her head back and tilting it back and forth as she looks over the tattoo. Soon enough, the buzzing starts again and the dull pain kicks right back in. "Mmmm. I will think of something. So, Illumination." she says, although she pauses for a moment as she drags a line back and forth a few times over a particularly stubborn bit, "Is a place in town I used to go to all the time. Loud music. Dancing. (Dante)
Drinks. I'm thinking maybe would be fun if we go with Birdy, mmm? Have some fun before going home? Is good idea, yes?" (Dante)
Yan Sun blinks. "A club? With-... with the krogan? I mean-... yeah. Yeah, okay. If that's what-... hnh... you want to do. It's been a while I've been to one. Could be cool to see what it's like on Aite." she says with a brief flash of a smile and a small nod. She winces again and glances downward, of course she can't see much of anything. "How's it going?" (Tyranniac)
Jessica gives a big smile as Yan Sun agrees. "Just about done." she says, another sharp jolt signifying a new line before she swaps needles once more. "Don't worry. Is much better penis than the one in the picture." (Dante)
Yan Sun stares up at Jessica, an unamused glare coming through the pain. "I will kill you." she mutters before squirming a little at the start of the new line. (Tyranniac)
Jessica snickers to herself. Her gaze darts up to Yan Sun's eyes and she gives an evil grin as she presses slightly harder. "Mmmm? What was that?" she says over the blaring of the buzzing tattoo gun. "Don't threaten me when I have a weapon in my hand, kitty cat!" she teases. A few more strokes of her wrist and the buzzing comes to a stop. (Dante)
Yan Sun squirms again as Jessica presses harder. "Hbfth!" When it finally stops she looks up at her still. "Is... is it done?" she asks while propping herself up on her elbows, looking down her own body. (Tyranniac)
Jessica gives a nod as she sets the tattoo gun down and tugs at the fingers of her gloves. She retrieves a small hand mirror from the station and hands it over to Yan Sun. "Mmm. Is done. Take a look." (Dante)
The tattoo is only a few inches in height and width. But it's actually not too bad. Markedly better than the weiner on Martin's back, at any rate. It's just a black cartoonish cat sitting on its hind legs with blue lines running down one of its front legs, obviously emulating Yan Sun's cybernetics. A small tuft of fur atop its head has a bit of blue going through it. Surely the most punk rock of alleycats! (Dante)
Jessica leans over and presses her lips against it, giving it a quick kiss which, undoubtedly, would sting a bit. "Is you." she says plainly as she reaches back to the station and grabs a small canister of medi-gel and begins to apply a thin layer over the tattoo. "This stuff should make sure it heals pretty quick, mmm? Couple days and it will be fine. Might itch in the meantime, though. Don't scratch it." (Dante)
Yan Sun studies the tattoo with the help of the mirror since she's still mostly lying down. It doesn't take long before a wide grin spreads across her face. She flinches slightly from the kiss but the grin remains as she sits up. "I love it." she says before reaching over and grabbing at Jessica's top to pull her in for a kiss, a quiet giggle escaping as she happens to glance down at the cat again. (Tyranniac)
Jessica leans forward, returning the kiss the kiss through a grin, but quickly gives Yan Sun a shove. "Mmm. Is okay. Next one is 'Property of Jessica', though!" she assures her with a nod, "With maybe penis. Maybe." she adds, looking as though she's trying to decide whether penis, or no penis. She plops back into her seat, her momentum causing her to roll back a few feet. When she comes to a stop she begins to put away the things she (Dante
was using to clean up the station. "Okay! This is maybe the only time you'll hear me say this, kitty cat: Pull up your pants! Time for dancing!" she announces. It appears as if her mood has improved significantly since their visit to her old apartment. As a matter of fact, this is probably the most happy Yan Sun has ever seen her. (Dante)
Yan Sun rolls her eyes but then jumps off the bed, pulling her jeans back up. She shoots Jessica a warm smile, clearly glad to see her in such a good mood. "Let's do it!" she exclaims, her enthusiasm undercut somewhat by the pain of moving, although the medigel is already starting to dull it. (Tyranniac)