♥ [Action/Quad/Open] my depth perception must be off again

[rebellingheart]

(ooc: I meant to post this ages ago and for one reason or another just haven't gotten around to it yet. This is backdated forever and ever and ever ago to after this post)

[Rinoa sits curled around Angelo in a shady, tree filled corner of the Quad, her face buried in the dog's furry ruff as she just sits and well pouts? Mopes? Sulks? Cries? There were any number of words that could be used to describe her current behavior and most of them fit. However, if someone were to look for it they'd see the tell-tale sign of tear tracks on the cadets face as well as the dampened portions of Angelo's fur but thankfully not enough to trigger much of a damp dog scent.

Her face still buried against the dog her voice was muffled as she voiced her complaint, thinking that only Angelo could hear her.]

Why's he such a jerk?

[Maybe she had taken some things for granted and just assumed they were true, but he didn't have to be so cold about it. It was becoming painfully clear that what meant the world to her was more or less nothing to him. The more she thought about it the more it hurt and the more upset she became. ]

[Anyone's more than welcome to stop by and bother girl and dog new and old CR alike.]

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[fierybluebird]

[Very sneaky and very good at it.]

I'm sure. [Arches an eyebrow briefly at the worry, momentarily thinking if worse came to, he'd just kill anyone who made a fuss before remembering Rinoa and the Garden would probably get extremely upset at that. Pain in the ass. He switches back to phoenix and waits for her to get on.]

[rebellingheart]

[Apparently.]

Okay then. [Yeah, that wouldn't have ended well especially since she wouldn't just stand there and watched. She might be a cute girl, but she's a fighter too even if she's still not anywhere near Squall's level. Which would have been super sad, she doesn't want to fight Marco.]

This is still really weird.

[That doesn't stop her from clambering onto his back and hanging on for dear life though.]

[fierybluebird]

[Eh, he could be held back. His Pops was pretty reluctant to kill and that keeps Marco fairly tempered.]

Chirp. [A small laugh at her continued worry and shifts slight to shake her into place before taking off running and flying into the air, soaring up and flapping wings to get higher.]

[rebellingheart]

[That's pretty reassuring to hear, she didn't want to fight him after all.]

You're right. I can't speak bird. [The laugh was obvious though and she smiles before more or less settling in for the ride.]

[fierybluebird]

[Heh, it's all right. He hadn't really expected it. So instead he's just enjoying flying high and coasting over the ocean to head into town. Carefully making sure to stay unobservable.]