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@bloomingblakes
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Wow, and you're not? The one who enjoys getting pinned down to the ground with a blade to her throat? Suuure, totally buy that. 😊
(All in a singular, fluid motion she whips back upright, then around. Her smirk unchanged. Seems she's nearly as bendy as her plants.) My plants aren't meant to be arousing you know. I didn't think my seed of fate was so perverse✨
I'm going to have nightmares about this. ( She's grimacing. That looked so painfully disturbing. So disturbingly painful... ? ) It's sexier when your plants do the bending around instead. 🙂↕️
But it's so fun to bend around. (She spins, back to the rover before bending backwards. Arms reaching over her head to brace against the back of her legs, preventing her falling over. Smirking face looking up at her seed.) See?
Only when you do things like that!! 💧 Most of the time I'm of a different opinion. 🙂
Creepy?? Moh... (She straightens up, face fallen into a sad frown) My dear seed finds me creepy...
/ after writing on Phrolova for a week I'n starting to feel like I'm the only fem Rover left active here. sad times. I can't write with myself 😭
/ I dissociate from the whole Rover dilemma thingy going on as of recent and simply proceed to make Rover feel like shit.
Ahhhh please don't do that!! It's so creepy. What do you think I am, a stone?
Kinky? (The unnaturally limber resonator slinks forward, bent down a full 90°. Head turned up to look at the rover) I didn't mean it like that, my dear seed. But it's good to know even your mind thinks of such things✨
( DEEP inhale, eyes shut. She smiled to herself. Never a dull moment with Camellya around. Does she entertain this? Maybe. ) Sorry, that's a liiittle too kinky for my tastes.
Care to find out my dear seed?✨
Your plants look more like they could swallow someone whole.
So do the plants breathe? Yes, my dear. They breathe in our breath, and give back to us the air we need to live. So be careful next time you're running through a field.
Shorekeeper, why do you even miss me when I'm gone? When I leave for another nation, when I leave for decades... am I really someone who's worth missing to you? ( She didn't want to take it. Not the flattery, not the subservience. Face buried in her palm, clutching her skull. )
⠀ ⠀⠀why.ᐣ ⠀⠀﹝ she is quick to question. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the surge of her heartbeat is one she fails to question immediately、⠀⠀⠀⠀ for her concern is greater. ﹞ ⠀⠀thou art apologetic for... ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀naught. ⠀