Know your enemy (D6 LA Briefing)

[Felicity]

"She did." Felicity confirms only to be surprised by Theodore's gesture. She scratched her cheek abashedly as he mentioned her 'tough street cred'. "Y-yea, well, image is important, si?" She replied stiffly, getting up. Even though he'd said no one else seemed to be around she tiptoed to peek over his shoulder anyway.

"I've been pretty down." She finally admits.

[Theodore Beker]

"There you go," he gave her the offered hug, "Feeling better? You go avenge her tonight and I'll pull some strings to get whatever your new mech after salvage is argued and split updated with some fancy tech."

[Felicity]

"Hugs are good." She affirms, hugging him back. "I'll avenge her.... thanks for the offer." She nuzzled into his chest. "You were a jerk earlier, but I'm glad you apologised."

[Theodore Beker]

"Uh, yeah," his eyes moved as she nuzzled in, "Sorry about that. A bit overworked the last few days, probably not going to get better anytime soon either."

[Felicity]

"Probably not, but... if we win fully then you shouldn't have to rush." She patted his sides firmly. "Apology accepted."

[Theodore Beker]

He chuckled as he let go. "That your way of saying you are done with the hug? Suit yourself."

"So you ready for your turn in a missile boat?" he grinned.

[Felicity]

"I'm not that in need of comforting." She lied, puffing her cheeks and chest out as she stood up straight. Fierce cat mode engaged.

"The Valkyrie? I guess. I've always thought of long range missiles as fiddly. They're too easy to hide from and pretty inaccurate." She slipped her hands into her pockets. "But Blondie seems solid."

[Theodore Beker]

"Looking cute seems an odd counter to a hug," he laughed, "but if you insist I will spare you them then."

He crossed his arms as she explained her issues with lrms. "So you will definitely want a new ride then. Because Blondie is all about her missile rack."

[Felicity]

"H-hey, you're the one who said about my tough mechwarrior street cred. Quit it." She steps forward to poke him in the sternum. "Or I'll delete your save game data." A dangerous threat! One she could probably work out on her own how to do.

Murmuring vaguely, she moved away to sit down beside her noteputer. "Best that's available for now, si?"

[Theodore Beker]

He smirked but held in a laugh as she retreated following her threat. "Right, so give Blondie a chance and let me know when you have a new mech you like. We could review some designs you'd like but it'd likely be meaningless window shopping. What do you prefer in a mech anyways?"