And they’re back from a super secret mission which most certainly did not consist almost entirely of war crimes.

Sticks out leggy

|| Lil’ Ripley collection before I pass out. It is 4am Oops

They thought it would be funny.

There is a confetti IED somewhere nearby. Good luck.

Ripley feigned a pout, and shoved their hands in the pockets of their sweatpants. “I would have gladly eaten them all by myself.” Though not stepping any nearer, they did partly turn their body to lean a shoulder against the wall just next to the doorway. “Sharing is caring, or something.”

“No problem.” And they’d stand just as they were, holding out the bag of cookies until he took them. It was the most still they had stood in a while. “Got carried away and baked way more than I should have, so.”

Celebratory return wiggle

“Cookies,” they confirmed, giving the bag a light jostle. “Thought you might like some.”

And they’re immediately holding up the large freezer bag full of treats. “Cookies!”

Zoomies straight into the reader

It’s true.

Just the smallest of teases today. #SeductiveSunday

“D’awh, you think so?” With that they’re leaning in some. “So do you, y’know.”

And they’re grinning like an idiot. “Hi you.”

✨Boobage✨

They’ll be wearing it for the rest of the day, if she’d like a better look.

Uppies or the commit crimes

|| Somehow this manages to be one of the more appropriate ones

|| Sunday posts from three of my characters today. That’s all you get for a month

|| I need to post more of Ripley’s shirts that have text they shouldn’t wear out in public, but they do anyways

Just the smallest of teases today. #SeductiveSunday

Under most circumstances, Ripley would not have cared too much about a little bit of smudged makeup. For some reason, however, Kali calling it out had them blush slightly. Other than that, they did not seem to mind. In fact, they even smirked lightly. “By all means.” And with that they were —

“I do.” Mostly secure on their feet, and holding Kali’s hand, Ripley moved to leave the infirmary and make room for those more seriously injured. Had they been aware of how smeared their lipstick was, they’d have waited a minute to try and fix it. “Though, it may just be you’re cute by default.”

Ripley hummed quietly, taking note of the red slowly fading in. The infirmary maybe was not the ideal place for them to try some flirting, but… Slowly they stood, a little off-balance, and offered Kali their hand. “That’s true. Though, all your worrying over me… It’s cute.”

Switching chaotically between these shirts depending on the day

“D’awh.” The look on their face was somewhere between giddy and contemplative. Gently they rocked in place a moment as they debated some light teasing. “You’re awfully sweet when I’m beat up.”

As they waited on her response, they tilted their head and crossed one leg over the over. Following Kali’s answer, Ripley leaned over and gently nudged her with their shoulder. “Hey. I’ll be more careful, I promise.”

Ripley smiled, despite the cut in their lip making them wince a little. “Awh, you worry about me?” It would take several more flights of stairs for them to hesitate with their teasing.

If they don’t get uppies in the next thirty seconds, they are going to do something drastic.

Torrentially zooted

I am trained to resist threats and interrogation.

In a manner of speaking.

Buckle up and strap-on I mean strap— I mean st— Str— Strraratsysuehdw Buckle-up and strap-in

New outfit moment

Once the small bit of blood from their lip was cleaned off — which unfortunately led to some light smearing of their dark lipstick — Ripley was able to turn their attention to Kali. “I suppose I should be more careful.”

There wasn’t too much to be done for the bruise, though it was looked at. The cut on their lip was small and not needing of any stitches. Mostly it was just a lot of questions and making sure they were not concussed. Luckily, they were not.

At the very least they only have some superficial injuries, though that isn’t stopping them from looking so upset. “Thank you.”

Knock knock knocking on @lastoftango.bsky.social’s door. They’ve brought sugar cookies.

Silence for a few long moments. “I hate those stairs.”

I would never throw myself down some stairs for uppies. That is not a thing I would do. Khajiit is innocent of these crimes.

Pouting excessively. They bruised their temple and cut their lip a tiny bit.

Yes please

Send bandaids and boo-boo kisses

Fortunately, their bones are stronger than a normal human’s. Unfortunately, they are less durable than other Spartans. They suffer.

Tripping and falling down three flights of stairs as soon as they lights went out.

Maybe they’ll deliver some more cookies to apologize for the chaos. Maybe they’ll replace his shampoo with pink hair dye. Nobody knows.