"I'm... I'm Right, Nate, I... I Promise..." She Stated, Clearly Not Alright, As She Set Him Down, Looking

"I'm... I'm right, Nate, I... I promise..." she stated, clearly not alright, as she set him down, looking away in embarrassment. "I'm sorry you have to see me like this..." she stated, looking around the room at the mess of bottles, "And... that you see my room like this.."

Feral J AU - Mutuals Roleplay - Bringing her Out of Hiding.

Tessa sat in her bedroom, she hadn't left in 4 days since the incident with the Feral J, she sat in the dark on her charger bed, with her laptop, bottles of strawberry oil were littered around the room so badly it was starting to smell like a Strawberry Shortcake Doll factory.

Tessa's hair, the glorious length that had been stolen from her, had been replaced with a long and tangled mess, tied up in a high ponytail. Still draped over her shoulders were the tensor bandages, even though the injuries had scarred over. She didn't also either bother wearing a pretty dress and bows, just a plain black cotton dress with a long floor length skirt. She sat looking at cute cat photos, but everytime she'd hear a sound, she would jump a little.

She no longer sang, or laughed, nor was even @sd-lowercase-j able to coax her gently back from this depressive episode.

Tessa had not only lost her anger and fight towards the feral J, but she had somewhat lost herself in the fray.

"N-no, d-don't trust her... please... stay in where it's safe. Please... it's too dangerous... I... I can't even protect you if she were to try to kill you,"

Heyy..Nate

I’m sorry about what happened back there. Now I’ve been . .told I need to be nicer to you. I don’t listen to people of authority but that was a suggestion, and by my freewill I decide I’ll try to bond with you. As long we keep our distance from each other, I don’t expect to instantly warm up to you

Either way, there’s one thing I’m still confused about. Why you called me "big sister" we haven’t met before besides that one encounter.

@copper-9spurgatory (ᓀ ᓀ)

he looks embarrassed "I I thought you were the jay that um stabbed my core with the tail I'm sorry for the misunderstanding" he offers his hand wanting to be sorry

Feral J AU - Mutuals Roleplay - Bringing her Out of Hiding.

Tessa sat in her bedroom, she hadn't left in 4 days since the incident with the Feral J, she sat in the dark on her charger bed, with her laptop, bottles of strawberry oil were littered around the room so badly it was starting to smell like a Strawberry Shortcake Doll factory.

Tessa's hair, the glorious length that had been stolen from her, had been replaced with a long and tangled mess, tied up in a high ponytail. Still draped over her shoulders were the tensor bandages, even though the injuries had scarred over. She didn't also either bother wearing a pretty dress and bows, just a plain black cotton dress with a long floor length skirt. She sat looking at cute cat photos, but everytime she'd hear a sound, she would jump a little.

She no longer sang, or laughed, nor was even @sd-lowercase-j able to coax her gently back from this depressive episode.

Tessa had not only lost her anger and fight towards the feral J, but she had somewhat lost herself in the fray.

*puts a few J plushes on the front desk for Tessa*

- feral J au

-her lipquivers and she grabs all the plushies, starting to cry and hugging them- I miss MY Jaybird... th-th-thank you, anon

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"Awww, Cyn, you're too precious and good," the drone replied, some happy tears in her eyes forming, "And you're also a little princess, you've been brave and strong for so long, and through so many tough things, and yet, here you still stand and I'm happy for you." Tessa started to hum the melody of Waltzing Matilda as she untied all the bows and set them aside. She laughed a little at Cyn's impression of herself. "Awww, just like when we used to play impressions," before she said in higher-pitched robotic voice, "I remember. We played this. Until Jaybird was. Annoyed. giggle!" She patted Cyn gently on the head before ceasing her melody as she stated cheerfully, "I sometimes get to wash the a wig while the drone is wearing it, but, it can be a little scary hearing a liquid that close to your auditory sensors..."

She turned on the taps letting warm hydrogen peroxide fill up the sink, the wig gently floating in the liquid while it fizzed, lifting away decades of dirt like it was nothing at all. "I love seeing it do this part, it looks so pretty seeing all the bubbles working their magic."

"Trying to interact with other worker drones... Has become difficult. They don't trust me." Cyn frowned.