Fur Raising Questions [D4 LE] (Felicity)

[Snorri Tycho]

"It's a holiday from back home." Snorri nods self assuredly. "Boys would find girls they liked and would smack them with pussywillow branches. The girls would shoot them with squirt guns. Or, you know, real guns depending on how unhappy they were. " Snorri nods again in mock solemnity. " There was drinking involved" he says the words as if that explains everything.

[Felicity]

It did to Felicity at least. Sometimes they were on a very similar wavelength. "Ahhh, I see. Pues, that's quite the nice tradition you have. Sort of. Still, pussywillow?" She gives him an amused look. "I mean, Willow is okay as a title holder, but I'm going to earn something better than that."

[Snorri Tycho]

Snorri punches his partner gently on the shoulder. "Keep doing badass things, and badass names follow." He slides next to Felicity.

"I'm glad we cleared the air. I don't want to skeeve you out Fee. I mean," Snorri looks her over. "daaaaamn. But no matter what, being a creep won't help"

[Felicity]

"Or miserable, ignominable death." She intones dryly with a wry smile.

Felicity laughed gently as she leaned her side up against his. It helped he was much bigger than her. "You're just a skirt chaser, horny after too many months traveling through space. Not creepy at all. More cute and a bit sly, si? This wrapped in a blanket look isn't exactly my best."

She reached up to cover her mouth as she yawned. "I hope you're ready for a lot of combat tomorrow. It's going to be a big mess."

[Snorri Tycho]

"Ha!" Snorri leans back against her. "Just goes to show! You don't know me. I'm this horny all the time. And you look great. You'd look great in a wet burlap sack. Maybe it's just been a while since someone told you without being an asshole."

He stays quiet as she talks about what tomorrow is likely to bring. "It's always a gorram mess. There's no making what's to come pretty. Just survivable"

[Felicity]

"Let's make sure it is."

She thought about what he had said a bit more before bursting out into a good, loud chortle.

"There is no way I would look good in a wet burlap sack."

[Snorri Tycho]

Snorri offers a low chuckle. "Hey, I'd be willing to lay money on that. I can see it now. We save some poor tailor from the village tomorrow. He promises you the finest dress that he can make, but alas, all he has is burlap. But he carries on, making his finest work, to the amazement of us all. And then, I don't know, you get a bucket of water thrown on you." He elbows her lightly, snugging in more. "Now quit hogging the blanket"

[Felicity]

"Some reward that would be! And hey, it's my blanket. Tú!" She was getting nudged and elbowed out of her own blanket! Felicity growled in a playful way as she ducked down just enough that she could smack Snorri's side with an open hand. "Behave. Maybe ask nicely." The blanket is tugged tighter around herself just in case!

[Snorri Tycho]

Snorri pauses. "May I share the blanket with you, mighty Willow of the kicking of the asses?" His tone is saccharine sweet, amusement dancing in his eyes

[Felicity]

"You're such a smart arse Snorri." Felicity sticks her tongue out at him as she unwraps the blanket, unfurling it around herself once and offering Snorri that end. "Get handsy and I get elbowy, si?"