BBS & Action

[fierybluebird]

[Marco will have a giant sign in the cafeteria wishing Espio the Chameleon a Happy Birthday and there's a cake under it. There are also pirate party hats and candy; feel free to have some. There's even a message on the BBS:]

Hey everyone still using the old computers! Today is Espio's birthday, so if you see him in the hall, be sure to give him a big hug and say Happy Birthday!

[And then he will help "rescue" his brother from all the commotion he created in the first place. It'd be diabolical if it wasn't so ridiculous.]

Comments

[redcinemareel]

Smashing job!

I do that every chance I see him. So, no.

[fierybluebird]

I do my best. ♥

Oh? All right, duly noted.

[redcinemareel]

I'll be with you in a moment. Just need to alert someone that I'm leaving for an extended break.

[It takes a bit longer for Grell to arrive, which she dutifully drapes herself over Marco.]

Do as you please~.

[fierybluebird]

[Pets under her chin and picks her up to carry her someplace more massage accessible.]

Is it all over that's sore, or concentrated on certain areas?

[redcinemareel]

All over~! The throes of labor have undone this tender form! How will I survive without treatment?!

[Lays it on oh, so thick.]

[fierybluebird]

I guess I better make our honeymoon reservations at a spa after all, eh? [Starts with massaging her neck carefully.]

[redcinemareel]

[Grell's melting like a witch right now. She hums in content, leaning a bit to her right to reach that spot on her left.]

Mmm...that's an idea I can agree with. It would be good for us both.

[fierybluebird]

You think so? I guess I wouldn't mind trying to train under a waterfall.

[Massages those kinks away.]

[redcinemareel]

[Waves her hand haphazardly.]

You can train when we return! Our honeymoon is about relaxing.

[fierybluebird]

Maybe that is relaxing, I've never tried it so I wouldn't know. [Digs his fingers in more to really knead the muscles.]

[redcinemareel]

[Grell melts more under his fingers, very relaxed now, and forgetting her train of thought.]

Just...don't drown.

[fierybluebird]

Oh aye. [Massages the muscles downwards, working out all the stress.] I'm always careful around water, eh? [Gently croons in her ear.]