Could You Draw Tessa With Cyn?

Could you draw Tessa with Cyn?

“waow”

"It doesn't matter if I'm not your Tessa, nor if you're my Cyn... everyone deserves a friend," she offered kindly, "the reason why is the same reason I saved drones that were discarded... because everyone deserves love...." her tone shifted, losing it's warmth, "Save for my parents... but..." her tone went back to cheery, "They're no longer an issue!"

She held out her hand invitingly.

[SYS//: direct_message_request ("Fractal")]

I appreciate your cooperation

Here are the coordinates

You may bring a friend or weapon if you feel threatened

Simply follow the music :3

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The coordinates seemed to lead to a long abandoned foundry, above ground and near the Cabin Fever labs, if you truly wish to investigate...

She loaded up her messenger bag with a couple vials of flavoured oil, a drone first aid kit, and brought some welding goggles, JUST in case of sentinels before she flew off to where the pine trees were, just beyond the ridge. She landed near the foundry and listened.

She hugged her precious not-so-little-anymore lad, soothing happily, "I'm so happy you're still okay and here, both you and J especially."

".. do I need to help with anything?"

@nate-doorman-elliot

She turned around to see Nate. "If you'd like, it would be nice if we went to check the old mausoleum for shiny trinkets," she offered gently as she ruffled Nate's wig, "Maybe find some extra hair to repair the parts of your wig that need some extra fluff."

She was already in her blue denim romper with the brass buttons, messenger bag across her body, and prepared with a pair of really good scissors, a box knife, an electric lantern, and a small trowel (mini shovel)

"You don't have to do if you don't want to"

She frowned, reaching out a hand for comfort. "I'm so sorry about that, I... I guess the Solver might have seen it as fun maybe. I'm sorry I made assumptions."

Tessa asked another question, "Could you hear my voice sometimes? Without you using it to talk? If so, I'm sorry for all the things I said... They weren't very nice, and I hate using my..." she winced as she said the words "my 'mother's' voice... I don't like sounding mean at all even now."

She sighed, responding gently, "Nevermind, don't answer that one... I'm sorry," before asking, "Do you want more oil? I think I even have some cinnamon oil. Maybe next time I could bring warmed cocoa butter, it almost tastes like hot chocolate"

[SYS//: direct_message_request ("Fractal")]

I appreciate your cooperation

Here are the coordinates

You may bring a friend or weapon if you feel threatened

Simply follow the music :3

-|-|-|-

The coordinates seemed to lead to a long abandoned foundry, above ground and near the Cabin Fever labs, if you truly wish to investigate...

She loaded up her messenger bag with a couple vials of flavoured oil, a drone first aid kit, and brought some welding goggles, JUST in case of sentinels before she flew off to where the pine trees were, just beyond the ridge. She landed near the foundry and listened.

I started my educational practice and my health has worsened a little after finishing the course of treatment, so for now only sketches of my favorite girls 🫶

Tessa fell asleep sitting at the table and J carries her in arms to the bed🥺