"You know it, hot stuff." The same breeziness in tone, eager to see him as before.
Definitely fun, as far as she concerned, and most especially, it's something to do when she sees him. Bouncing over in long steps of someone short that is used to keeping up with much taller people. But when she comes closer she bops down on her feet, balancing her arms to draw even with the chicken coop in his lap, peering in at the chickens trapped within. "Awww, you're so cute. And dumb. Ready for your big day?" She wiggles her flesh and bone fingers into the cage, ruffling some of their feathers. Then tilts her face up to smile at Ivar.
But with it, she rises up onto her feet to stand straight again. Tugging the shirt down a little where it seemed to inevitably ride up whenever she moved. "I'm yours to command. Let's murder a chicken."
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Date: 2019-09-19 06:40 am (UTC)Definitely fun, as far as she concerned, and most especially, it's something to do when she sees him. Bouncing over in long steps of someone short that is used to keeping up with much taller people. But when she comes closer she bops down on her feet, balancing her arms to draw even with the chicken coop in his lap, peering in at the chickens trapped within. "Awww, you're so cute. And dumb. Ready for your big day?" She wiggles her flesh and bone fingers into the cage, ruffling some of their feathers. Then tilts her face up to smile at Ivar.
But with it, she rises up onto her feet to stand straight again. Tugging the shirt down a little where it seemed to inevitably ride up whenever she moved. "I'm yours to command. Let's murder a chicken."