She's just trying her hand at a little dancing.

A loud satisfying pop elicits a contented sigh, and feeling the weight of his gaze she flashes him a grin.

s t r e t c h —

*She knew the feeling. With a soft hum, she traces her fingers down his arm and laces them with his.* Whatever it is, we've got it.

I'm not that distracting. *Breathing a chuckle, her brows press together in concern.* Is that something you, or the current situation?

*Chuckling, she taps the side of her mug. Her brows furrow just a little while her smile remains soft.* Something on your mind?

Someone has to be. *She smiles into the short peck before retrieving her own cup.* Long night?

*slides him a fresh, steaming cup of coffee.*

"I guess we do." Arching a brow, she gives his hand a squeeze while considering his offer. Maybe it would be nice. She'd often found herself jolting awake in the night, and while it was easily fixed with anything that required exertion, it still irritated her. "Stay?" Admittedly, things -

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀And somehow ⠀⠀we all found the warmth of the gun ... ⠀⠀⠀ #HaloRP ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

It wasn't. Not really. It yet. It was just a tool. Something that enabled her to keep at it. "I know. Not much scares you." As much as it bothered her, she knew it bothered him less. "It's not the same," is all she offers by way of explanation as she wiggles her fingers against the -

She looks at him over her glass. Her brows drop with a soft smile, and a content sigh. "I don't give up easily." He knew that more than most. Maybe more than anyone... "None of us do." Bittersweetness touches her words briefly, as she swaps her drink to her prosthetic and holds out her hand.

Freshly poured, and icy cold. The drink was definitely hitting the spot. A mix of citrusy sweetness and sour tartness rolls off her tongue with just a little more sweetness than she would've liked. Still, it was good. "Passable," she offers slowly, before trying some -

She stifles a warm chuckle as she watches him finish making the drinks. She'd tried maybe a handful of cocktails in her life, if they could be called that. "Cosmopolitan? Well, I think it looks like one, so you've scored points there." Accepting the glass with a growing smile, she clinks -

She's quick to drop off the last few forms and gear from her most recent escapade. There's a small spring to her step as she does as she wonders what Fred might have in store. Exactly twenty minutes later she arrives. Brows drawn together quizzically she steps -

Interest piqued, she arches a brow while tempted to ask for more info. Instead, she nods, letting him have his surprise. "Sure. I've got a few things to drop off, which will probably give you an extra five, she smirks. "This better be good."

"Anything with a bit of flavour," she smirks. The last few days had been lacking something flavourful and so she had a small craving for something bitter or sweet.

The mission may have ended, but that doesn't mean she's stopping. #FlexFriday

"Yeah." She wasn't so sure. It had taken everything and more the last time, and they were still recovering. Now their enemies only grew. "It isn't, and they're good," she offers, unsure who she's trying to placate. It wasn't the same. "I'll make them better. Until then, how about a drink?"

"Yeah," she agrees. Although, it's not quite all there. "Cut is closer than I'd have liked, but... it just means we've got a few things to work on." Once Farhan was up and running. "And I'll be glad when we knock the Created off their game."

"Appreciated. Our transport had next to none," she shakes her head softly. "Stable now," she affirms with a slither of tension. "Farhan, our three, suffered heavy injuries. Rest of us were picked up a few cuts and bruises. Nothing too major."

That so? I did miss the coffee. It'll be nice to have a break. Got a few injuries to heal up, then we'll see where we go next.

It's good to be back, it feels like it's been a while. How's things?

She's back.

[ Operation Ibis : Epilogue ]

#SeductiveSunday vibes

LoHatra I might do an epilogue for Ibis, but I'm not entirely sure if it's necessary? Hopefully you've all enjoyed what I've written at least, but I always appreciate feedback on my writing 😄

[ Operation lbis : Part IV ]

Oh, she will. And so will the others.

As much as she'd love to, she can't. She'll get through it. One way or another.

[ Operation lbis : Part III ]

Not yet. Things seem to have gotten a little... complicated.

LoHatra I'll hopefully get through my backlog soon 😭 I've got a long drive up north tomorrow so hopefully I can do some when it's not my turn to drive. Apologies again.

"I've seen a few of your sessions. Whatever you guys are doing it’s showing." She gave a short nod of affirmation. A quiet smile tugs at her lips as she steals a sip of her coffee. "I've only got a few more items to sift through. If you don't mind hanging around we could do something after?"

So far so good.

LoHatra I may have got a little carried away 😅 no way am I putting that into separate posts. Replies and stuff hopefully tomorrow.

[ Operation Ibis : Part II ]

What's going through your head? Not a word...? Not that I expected anything else.

Fuck.

Not good. No note or anything?

That's a no. Uh... Want to talk about it?

You okay there Daisy?

Operation : Ibis

[ Solos : ]

[ Operation : Ibis ] [ Part I ] >> Vivas system > Planet Espino > Created Occupation >> Fireteam Aten > Margaret 053 > Farhan G049 > Blanchard > Jiang

Amused eyes look up at his even snorts at his comment. Ever the charmer. "Few things to wrap up before deployment. Retrieval op in the Vivas system. Not expecting much trouble, but you never know," despite her nonchalance, her shoulders are stiff as they lift. "What about you, good session?"

" 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 . "