💫 is the author. Striking the balance between whimsical and feral one tweet at a time. Trying to get as close to canon Stelle as I can. I don’t tend to do ships but can be convinced. No NSFW.

@LASTLUCKYDOG //was wondering about the new look. It’s nice!

She nods, too tired and cold for anything else. The idea of standing is daunting, but staying here on the floor of the shower is less appealing. She reached up with an uncooperative hand to grip the bar, enough to steady herself. “Help me?” She says, an apology in her tone.

//a gem from earlier today

@FyreflyAR26710 @Amber_Foxgirl - unsteady, darkness at the edges of her vision. The crew is on the stairs. A pair of shoes in the doorway. Himeko’s, she thinks. She’s too tired to lift her head to see. She’s only able to slur, “shes too warm” before blacking out. She doesn’t remember hitting the floor.

She feels a wave of exhaustion wash over her, followed. By the awareness that she and Sunday are still under the water. “It’s c-cold,” she says, starting to shiver without the heat now.

(A slow blink) So you can get me to spill a bunch of secrets?

(Was literally just here to steal a few trinkets. How did this happen.)

@FyreflyAR26710 @Amber_Foxgirl - Firefly to sit up on her own. She pulls her up into a hug by her shoulders, arms threatening to give out at any second because of what she's just put them through, but this is more important. Over and over they keep ending up in these situations. "We are not doing this again."

@FyreflyAR26710 @Amber_Foxgirl - *There is no shield around Firefly, she registers grimly.*

@FyreflyAR26710 @Amber_Foxgirl - spiking in her system. She reaches out towards the knight, hissing as the steam from the joints sears her skin, and knocks on the chest piece, waiting for any response.