Spurb; thinking about her quadrants.

[ophiovacca]

I don't know why you're so amused. It's not really that funny...

[SOMEONE is flushed terribly maroon right about now.]

Of course I act differently around... her. You know how it is.

[you're not a very good femme fatale, are you.]

... ahh, do you ever stop?

Comments

HURRHURRHURR

[pitchesandscores]

<sub>[Oh, it's her new favourite toy!

She looks so concerned SO CONCERNED.]</sub>

Why, is something the matter?

You're looking a little...flushed.

_[:3c]

FUCKIN' HIGHBLOODS

[ophiovacca]

[askjdfkljajklajlsfsjk OH GOSH speaking of flush, this just makes her turn twice as dark.]

Ah-- n-no, I... it's fine.

You didn't see that.

[pitchesandscores]

<sub>[Just goan get all up in yo personal space, Regina, and poke a cheek.

You don't mind, right? Right.]

Are you sure? You look ill.</sub>

SURE DID

[ophiovacca]

[fffffffffffffffffffff!!!!!!!!!! she almost ducks her head, a bizarrely demure gesture for her. she ends up just kind of... tipping her chin down slightly.]

I'm fine. It's really nothing...

sorry for laaaate. god jal is so horrible.

[pitchesandscores]

<sub>[Jalvya slides her finger down her cheek until it comes up under her chin, which she tilts up.

Smiling, she raises an eyebrow.

And doesn't say a thing.]</sub>

It's cool!

[ophiovacca]

[... flka Regina manages a smile, though it's a bit sheepish, almost questioning.

is this a challenge?]

Jal will stop fucking with her one day. One day.

[pitchesandscores]

<sub>[Jalvya raises her eyebrow, and then lowers it, affecting a shrug. It could be, it could very well be, but it was equally likely not. A fifty-fifty chance, either way. A gamble.

Are you feeling lucky, Regina?]</sub>