// and Scarecrow would have it NO other way. Aella is stuck with her forever more. Not even death can separate them!

|| Does 'one of them /permanently/ dying' count as being broken up?

Because, otherwise, tough luck - @embervioletentity.bsky.social and Aella are pretty much inseparable by design.
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She was quite right, she was perfectly safe from harm but the last thing she wanted was to accidentally hurt Aella.
She wrapped an arm around Aella when she leaned against her before handing the rod back to her. "Be careful. "

Honoured that Aella had chosen to construct it from the technology and what she had learned of that technology of Amber Planet.
"Resourceful," she complimented as she adjusted the rod in her hand. --->

Taking the rod from her partner, Scarecrow examined it carefully. She felt both concerned and honoured that Aella had used tech from her planet of creation. On the one hand Amber Planet was as inhospitable as possible to organic life, but on the other hand she was strangely honoured. --->

As Aella mirrored her actions, Scarecrow wrapped her arms a little tighter around her partner and lifted her up, spinning her around slightly as she held her close.
She gently bumped her head against Aella's again.

Looking up at her Aella, Scarecrow is in awe of her partner and her ability to summon the lightning.
"How?" She questioned. "Be wary. "

"Food?" Scarecrow repeated, as if she didn't understand how something from the water could become food.
"What is wrong with beans?" She almost seemed offended.

Taking the rod, Scarecrow examined it carefully. It felt easily breakable and she would have hated to have broken something belonging to Aella.
After a few moments of holding it, it jerks in her hands and startled her. Unsure of what to do, Scarecrow handed it back to Aella. --->

[I honestly hate discord and I would be glad to be rid of it completely. If people don't want to do TL rp with me here on Bluesky then they can see themselves out. I will not be pressured into going to other platforms

|| I see whining about BlueSky RP being 'inactive' once more, and once more it's from people who NEVER RP or engage with the countless active(!!!) RPs and muses around...

If all you do is complain and pressure for Discord, you're actively dissmissing roleplayers who'd otherwise interact with you.

Being unable to smooch in return, Scarecrow wraps all of her arms around Aella and holds her close, bumping her head gentle against Aella's.

Watching her partner, Scarecrow tried to determine what she was doing exactly. She was standing there, holding a stick with a string attached to the end. It made no sense!
"Why?" She ended to questioning her as she stepped closer.

// I approve of this so much. I too am a Winter connoisseur. I am much like Aella and would almost die in the heat of Amber Planet without AC. Aella is tougher than me honestly.

A thought then occurred to her. Perhaps she could create her own music. Looking to Aella, her facial lights swirled with an odd sort of excitement that she didn’t know how to voice. “Make?” She questioned almost hopefully.

“No music, no media. Work only. Obedience only,” she stated as she thought back to darker days to the rule of the Creators. The memories were dark and in an attempt to find comfort Scarecrow held out a hand towards Aella, seeking physical contact to reassure herself. --->

Aella’s question broke the trance that the music was inducing and Scarecrow’s gentle weaving came to a halt as she focused on her human.
“No,” she answered honestly. Her people, the robots, would never have been allowed to have something so free as music or any other kind of media. --->

It felt different to the command tunes. They were domineering, static and absolute while this ‘music’ was freeflowing and vibrant. Scarecrow began to move her head in a very gentle sway as she followed the direction of the music. --->

Scarecrow listened to Aella as she began to explain the appeal of music to humans. It was odd and almost primitive in the way. The lyrics held little importance to her as she listened, but the music washed over her in soothing waves that had her circuits buzzing. --->

// Scarecrow will slaughter active who tries to steal her beans, or get too close to her.

Some of it was human vocalisations but other noises were unknown to her. Tortured metal, distressed wood, strange twanging noises. It was odd. She gave Aella a look that conveyed her confusion. Did humans really listen to this for relaxation?
(Excellent play list btw. May have snatched it)

Scarecrow inclined her head in agreement before she leaned down to allow Aella to put the headphones on her. The pressure felt foreign but not unpleasant.
She waited for a moment, assessing the strange sounds she was hearing. --->

// honestly one of my favourite eye colours!

Scarecrow considered the offered belt agreeing to try. It made no sense to her but if it was something Aella enjoyed then she would try it also.
"Assistance," she requested, careful not to break the object.

// honestly same here. Aella has such a green aura in my mind. I can't see green without thinking of her

Standing by, Scarecrow's hands twitch as she struggled to hold herself back from tearing the object away from her and throwing it as far away as possible.
"No. Danger." She tried to warn that it could be dangerous.

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