Fanya's grins wide when Emma says she can be a little abrasive, her only response to her hostility is,<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">Do you know how to paint or take pictures?</span>" She says with a wry smirk.<br/><br/>As Emma blow the heart shaped smoke, Fanya extended her neck and then sucked the smoke ring into her mouth, heart-shape and all and then licked her lips as she continued to listen.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">Oh, I agree Emma, that whole organization is fucked..</span>" she nodded with a smile but with a tinge bit of malice at the end of it.<br/><br/>Fanya smelled like lilacs up close. It was a very pleasant aroma. Her skin... oh my... was it soft.. almost felt like babies skin, way too perfect at her apparent age. Heat definitely was being generated between her thighs that Emma felt her thumb pass by.  Fanya growled a bit as Emma whispered in her ear and once Emma finished saying everything she had to say.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">Consider it yours...</span>"<br/><br/>Then she uncermoouniously stood up and looked around the room,<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">If you will excuse me though, I have some dangling participles to clean up before the night is through.</span>"<br/><br/>Her eyes scanned the room for Jynx.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>