———𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻🏳️‍⚧️

𓍯𓂃🧶₍^. .^₎⟆ "𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢. . . 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝐔𝐧𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ᴀɴ ᴇᴀꜱʏ ᴛᴀʀɢᴇᴛ. ꜱᴏ ɪ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ᴄʜᴀꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴍʏ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ʙᴇᴅ." ꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦

*Gentle scritches behind Nox's ear, smiling and giggling.* And you're my little baby.☺️

I love my car, @R3DRUMNOX☺️

*She raises her arms up. Uppies time!*

//Na'vi Vash basically got the real-life version of a Teru Meryl--

Yes.😌

Vash is allowed to give me uppies. No one is allowed.

*She kneels down the look at the prosthetic arm.* He's a real sweetheart when he does that. Don't tell him I said that; he'll be all flustered.

Oh, I see. . *Much like her life was like. .* It seems we have similar situations, dealing with that sort of thing.

Why are the sky people hurting your home. . ?

It's okay, I'm just glad to be alive. *Very glad. . If she chose not to live, then she wouldn't believe nice moments exist. She's smiling, patting Vash's head again.*

Well. . Sometimes, you have these nice moments, that things go well. Other times, it gets worse. It's all desert, with rarely anything growing. And we depend on beings that can generate stuff to survive. . *Or it's the days in the EOM where it's always worse. .*