Uhuh... Maybe I should reconsider.

Free from fishnets.

Sure. We'll spot eachother.

I'll be in the gym until this is over.

"What kind of 'specific plant'?" she presses, all the more suspicious. She'd drink coffee, but if it contained something unknown, she would be staying far away from it.

But I don't want to be a burger. I want to eat burgers.

Daisy's a burger?

... Why is a burger?

Grabbing another burger.

This is heaven.

This is making me hungry.

Mmm. Burger sounds good.

Despite how good it smells, Kaja can't help but eye it suspiciously. Dumping out the rest of her mug, she slowly holds it out. "Smells good."

Feeling her cheeks warm a little, she tries to hide her face behind the datapad. "It's alright."

Was it?

𝓗𝓮𝓻𝓫𝓪𝓵 𝓹𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓻 𝓚𝓲𝓴𝓲 𝓩’𝔂𝓵 —- RP 21+ mun and muse. Fandomless OC.

That isn't what you asked.

I peer pressured, what more do you want?

Well, I tried.

Uhuh... Richter! Just let Daisy give you a concussion, okay?

Uh. What makes you think he'll listen to me?

Huh?

"Alright..." Grabbing her datapad she flicks to her most recent piece and shows it. "Don't have paper to spare, but I made it a challenge anyway."

" 𝐈 ? 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐬 . "

Packing up her gear for another scouting run.

Have you ever met a Prophet?

"Really?" She smiles a little, it sounded pretty exciting. A while new team to work with, and their first mission together. "Do you know what they'll be putting you on, or are they keeping it quiet for now?"

The tightness in her expression eases as he moves with abrupt change. It wouldn't be a pleasant conversation for either of them, and she didn't want to ruin the time they were having. If she hadn't already. "Some are less dry than others," she contends lightly. The shift of pink across her cheeks -

Finally settled down to try the new coffee— It's pretty good.

"You sure? It's nothing special."

"The gym, and I... drawabit."

"Maybe. Things like this aren't usually my thing."

"Maybe I should visit one on my leave..." she muses. "Can't just be on Earth."

There's a brief look of confusion before she rolls her eyes and mutters, "aliens... robots." The look is swiftly replaced by one of reluctant suspicion. "Fuck it. Can't be much worse."

"Oh," she's never been to a shop like that. "Do they only do coffee?"

<--- making some fancy coffee with a small grin.

"It's a bit stale. The choices are slim, so it'll work." She takes another bitter sip. Not the worst she'd had, but still awful.

"Maybe I will..." she concedes, clutching the bag. "Where'd you get it?"

"Thought so. They don't usually talk, but," she shrugs. "Never know if they'll change things up." With a wince she takes a sip of her coffee. "Eugh... thanks. You too, I guess."

"Eh, even if I don't like it I'm sure one of the others will appreciate it." She doubted she'd end up sharing. Not that she'd admit it.

"Kaja, G130." She scowls a little at him over the lip of her mug. It wasn't likely, but she had to check... "You're not one of those Forerunner robots are you?"

Slowly reaches out and grabs the bag while fighting a smile. "This better be good."

Hmm It sounds alright, I guess...

"It's too early for this..." she sighs, reaching for a miserable looking cup of coffee. "Well, welcome to the worst place you could've picked; a Halo."

"Big, hairy, and usually dumb. They kind of look like overgrown apes," she shrugs, cocking her head. "Wait, first time... what?"

What's in your favourite flavour of coffee?

"Have you ever tried it?"