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→ #outlastrp . #outlast .
[ Brows tilt up in mild surprise at her forwardness, although not to say she was shying away. A pleased hum rumbles from her chest at the staining of her kisses against her skin, deriving a particular delight from the display. ]
Why, I think it just might. I feel better already.
[ A swift recovery, she takes Iris’s hand in her’s, clasping and squeezing it fondly. That seems to be the extent of her affection, however, as her fatigue has her head lolling to the side opposite of Iris. ]
Bah. Aches and pains.
[ A pitiful sigh, as she squeezes again. ]
[ A particularly long, drawn-out roll of her eyes as PJ examines her work. The plastic knife — the lack of proper utensils not lost on her — is tossed aside as the plated toast is thrust towards the woman. ]
Enjoy. Now, where’s Po— Dr. Gettler? She let me in and —
Shame. It breaks my heart to hear how endeared you are to that cop.
[ A melodramatic frown that’s swiftly mended by her request. She twists her head to the side to hide a satisfied smile, busying herself with the fur around her shoulders. ]
Living situation? I don’t think we have enough hours in the day to hear my list of complaints.
[ Her grin widens as she recenters her attention on Charlotte, shoulders shaking with mirth. ]
As far as my trials go, ehh— you wouldn’t happen to have jurisdiction over the —
[ A startled hand comes to grip Iris’s, intending on prying it off before she pauses. Brown eyes study the woman behind her. A long, loud exhale, as she slumps back down and pats her hand tenderly. ]
You startled me. Hello, dolcezza.
[ Blinking blearily, steadying her heart. ]
[ Persistent body aches has Marcille in a poor mood, slumped over a chair in a manner thats nothing short of dramatic and self-pitying. ]
Missus — LA FANTINA retweeted
Prime Asset Information
Name : Delilah Bell “The Chimera”
Age : Unknown, Atleast mid 20s
DOB : Unknown
Gender : Female
Role : The Pet
Extra : Refrain from being in close physical contact, asset is known to attack when least expected and is frustratingly tolerant to sedatives.
[ Marcille has made herself shamelessly comfortable in @obsessivefix’s workspace, sinking into a nearby chair with a content sigh. ]
You asked for me. What is it today, my dear? Are you finally fed up with the cop?
[ The smile on her face is deceptively sweet. ]
[ She snorts. ]
It’s intimidation, is what it is. Trigger-happy doctors itching to cut you up. Bahh!
[ She soothes her rage with a hefty bite of cake, shovelling it rather heartily into her mouth. ]


















