<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y8Tk1AI.png)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Se'Faema vas Jiko (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15777548#msg15777548)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Quarian<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Bio-engineer<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>20th December, 2174 CE | Evening<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Shown<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Bio-engineering lab<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Worried f.w.b<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Viella D'aix | Closed<br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>Se’Faema would never tire of the way Viella allowed her to curl in close and enjoy their shared body heat. There was comfort and intimacy in these small, private moments, even if what they did was with such simplicity. Touch. Vibration. Everything was done in close proximity, allowing the quarian to indulge in things so many others took advantage of. Viella, in her age, her wisdom, or maybe just her attention to detail, knew precisely how much this meant for her. And so it would seem that the asari was content to spoil the other woman by allowing the opportunities with increasing frequency.<br/><br/>With her arms wrapping around Viella; one across elegant shoulders, and the other sliding upward to cup the back of her slender neck, Se’Faema closed her eyes and breathed deep. She was trying to remember the way Viella had felt and smelled without the helmet shielding her from the rest of the world. She was trying to remember the heat, the more subtle vibrations, and the touch of silk when they were skin to skin.<br/><br/>But she didn’t indulge so much that she missed the critical context of this meeting. Fae didn’t forget to listen to those important words or see the weight that held Viella in chains. Instinctively the quarian pressed a kiss against the other woman’s cheek; the helmet, of course, got in the way of things. She could be embarrassed by it another time. The sentiment was still there, and even with the frustrated sigh that escaped her nose, she only nuzzled in closer and tried to soothe V with her ear and her touch.<br/><br/>“I don’t think it would be fair of me to be upset. I’m surprised, I’m shocked… but I’m not upset. You were a justicar; certified badass. Now you just get to carry that badge through every system, and not just focus on asari space.”<br/><br/>She gave a little shrug. It wasn’t a small thing, and maybe once it settled a little more Sa’Faema would have more thoughts and opinions on the matter. The only thing that was important, now, was helping shoulder the burden. To help Viella get that weight off her chest.<br/><br/>She stroked her palm gently across the asari’s jaw again, trailing her thumb just under her bottom lip. “You worry because you care. If you proceeded without thought of the well-being of others then -<em>I</em>- would be worried. Whatever is going to happen in the future, however all of this is going to play out… that’s just how it’s going to be.” Not exactly words of wisdom or illuminating, but Fae meant it all the same. “I can’t imagine what it must be like standing in your shoes. But you’ve got this, Viella. You can handle whatever is thrown our way. And if anything or anyone tries to throw too much your way just know that I will always have your back. No one expects the scientist to wield a shotgun.”