forum So uh who wants to rp O/O

Started May 25, 2019 by @bubblegum

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"I am? Oh, wow. Thanks." Sita regained a little bit of a smirk, her wings shedding off lots of silver dust around them.

Michi lightly kissed Sita's neck.
"You're welcome," she whispered.

tyujnkhg Sita grinned to herself, letting a sigh slip from her lips in spite of herself.

Michi laid against Sita, trying to memorize everything.

"I forgive you for putting your powers into the ambulance," She eventually said with a small smile.

Michi giggled.
"And I'm sorry for acting like a stuck up prick."

"Aw, don't be sorry. Otherwise I wouldn't have met you." Sita kissed the top of her head gently.

Michi seemed to purr, her chest vibrating softly.

Sita grinned to herself, resting her head on top of Michi's.

Michi kissed Sita's neck again.

Sita sighed again, wrapping her arms around Michi.

Finally, Michi looked up at Sita.
"Um…how long have we been here?"

Sita shrugged. "I'm thinking around half an hour. Why?"

Michi groaned, burying her face in Sita's chest.
"I have a concert tonight…"

Sita brightened, standing and taking Michi with her. "Come on, then. I'm going now."

Michi's eyes widen.
"I-I, um… really? You want to come to my concert?" The light of the crystals played across her face.

Shooooot she's pretty…Sita's face brightened. "Of course I do! I told you before I'd love to hear you sing."

Michi blushed lightly.
"We'd better get going then…"

"Okay. Here-" Sita stood and helped Michi up, heading for the exit.

Michi stood, grabbing her lighter. She flicked it off, so they were left in the dark again. She followed Sita out.

Sita took her hand and led her out, looking upwards as to where they needed to go. "I can fly, but you…?"

"I have my motorcycle, remember?" She smiled, pulling the butterfly wing pin off of her headband. She tossed it, and it turned into a motorcycle.

Sita's eyes widened, and she grinned as her wigs started to hover her just above the ground. "See you up top, I guess."

"See you at the top!" Michi smiled, putting her helmet on again. With a roar, she started the motor and started to drive up through the air.

Sita laughed and zoomed upwards, her small butterfly’s wings moving her just as fast as the motorcycle.