Re: Troy & Illyana & open
Illyana appreciated that Troy was willing to own up to suspicious behavior, even when he knew she would not spare the rod. Mmm, rod. "Of course, there is a Rasputin variety. It is the biggest, yes? Feeds a family of twelve for the entire winter?" Illyana joked as her voice dipped down into her bulletproof Piotr impression.
First, she was being kissed. Yes. Then she was handed a gift. Even better. When the flower emerged, Illyana gave a genuine "oooh," and even an honest "awww." Her eyes danced among the petals for a moment until Troy tucked it away behind her ear. "It is beautiful," she told Hemlock and even posed a bit as he described the flower. Illyana broke her armlock with Troy to rush over to a stack of aluminum milk cans so she could admire her reflection. "I love it so much," the flower did seem to glow and was a bit haunted, both qualities she admired. Illyana quickly returned to the Native and wrapped him up in the largest bear hug she could muster. "Thank you, my Troy. You are as sweet as you are handsome." She said, during her mid-path nuzzle. After the hug, she returned to his side and took a quick drink of her yard of frozen drink. "Now, take me to see big titty pumpkins and show me off to the crowds of people," she said, then raised to her tippy toes to give Troy a firm kiss on the cheek. "Then maybe Apple Blasters, if you have no other work to do," she added, with the slightest of pouts.