<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/YTdJdYn.jpg)   </div><strong>Name</strong>Fetter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Rec room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mecha<br/>Character sheets (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=190246)<br/><hr/><br/>Turning her face demurely away, she casts a long, sideways stare into Cassy's eyes, aware that her own heart just picked up its pace a bit-- a twinge of physicality in her nervous system, a flash of joy at the recognition.  There's something unusually good about being welcomed by someone that looks at her like Cassy does.<br/><br/>She finds herself smiling, some flaw in her cool demeanor following obsequiously the tug of her emotions and wants.  "Hey there," she answers Cassy, sidling up beside her at the small stack of deliciously greasy cardboard.  She nudges her shoulder against the taller woman's arm, passively-- and subtly-- leaning into her space as she looks over her shoulder.  "That's awesome," she says softly, her smile persisting but softened.  She glances at Roselin, flashes an appreciative grin, "Thanks."<br/><br/>Atemi's entrance earns a polite smile as well, and the glimmer in Ally's eye speaks of memories she can't relieve herself up-- at least, not with everyone else around.  It was a memory that, while not spoken of openly, never strays far from her mind.<br/><br/>Of course, this begs the question of what the others<i>think</i>of her... a self-consciousness brings a faint blush to her golden cheeks, a mixture of longing and shame for that fierce, persistent pull that is part of her.<br/><br/><i>Deflect with humor,</i>she decides.<i>Put it away.</i><br/><br/>"Octopus?" she says with a faint lilt of joking amusement, "Our friend in the storage facility might take offense."  She takes a slice of the supreme and flashes Rose a quick wink.