Permission to kiss you?

Husband?
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Laying beneath the engine-propelled fan.

It's too hot for this coming summer; end of spring.

- through Jayce and wanting to be told nothing but the truth.

-The architects that built her opera house were dismissed on mass and quite regularly until she found the exact one who was going to cooperate with her vision.

" And do you have an exact way of creating a prototype of either of these things, Mr. Talis?"

Her eyes were a determined stare, seeing-

-first before I can decide to propose to the council that your involvement in everything has been fruitful."

Mel was not a hard woman to please.But she was indeed a hard woman to keep on the same wavelength of focus; many inventors had come before her and had all proved boring or limited.-

A sleek, dark ground eye row quirked up at the mention of the exoskeleton and the portable power source.
The exoskeleton could be deemed a medical advancement to help those who truly need it, and the power source would be usable on any type of power loss.

" I would need to see these sketches-

“Animal?

Well, that is a true conundrum you put me in, Councilor Talis.”

Her fingers drummed against her arms, contemplation on her face.

“Hmm....”

-brain and to pressure your progress as the council will do unexpectedly and unannounced.

What would you show and with ample definition?”

-with golden adornements in a dress of white and black took the aforementioned seat next to the inventor.

Legs crossed at they knees and her form proper, it brought a soft golden glow to her cheeks to see him enjoy the skill her mother did not encourage.

“I've come to work those gears of your-

“Generosity? Come now, Mr. Talis, certainly you find me more kindhearted than that.”

As her paces kept about the messy lab and taking not of his own personal organized mess, Mel heard the movement of the chair as her eyes blinked in utter surprise at his chivalry.

Of course he would.

The lady-

- found it to be a quiet passion as well as painting.

Something that can be enjoyed by all, but not often talked about.”

Seeing the newly appointed counselor enjoy her food, Mel took it upon herself to go for a stroll around his rather messy lab, with all of the mechanical feathers that obviously belong to Tocker.

“Baking was one of those skills that was seen as most unbecoming of a strong Medarda. I-

“It's only four.

Besides, some people seem to think that sugar boosts productivity.”

A sweet treat for @goldenforge.bsky.social

Looking at the bird, the Councilwoman offered her arm as a perch should the turquoise avian deem her safe to land.

“Stealing your books; what a little scholar.
A regular Socrates. He has a thirst for knowledge, admirable.”

“Well, isn't he precious!

Does he have a name?”

“No.”

“No harmful crewture.”

“...no.”

-others is something that you'll encounter outside your forge and lab that you'll deal with, Jayce.

Take it all head on and without backing down.”

-offer soon.

Even the professor has yet to see all of your potential, but I did.”

A gentle step of her heels to be at his backside, both hands caressed and massaged his shoulders in order to temper whatever anxiousness coursed through the inventor's body.

“Dealing through differences of-

“A canvas of colors; though some colors may oppose each other and dont don't mix all too well, but when together in a similar space? They make art.”

The golden fox knew how to sew her words like the art she created to being attention to his worries.

“They will see the importance of what you-

a girl with pink hair is surrounded by red hearts and the words i love husband ALT: a girl with pink hair is surrounded by red hearts and the words i love husband

Angelite

-iota without brilliant minds leading the charge.”

-progress and what is good for the city,but I also have faith and what you do, Jayce.”

Looking at the smears of different colors is upon the white canvas, her eyes darted over the living city of gold and steam, Mel's mind was on more than one focus.

“ This city will not progress one-

-

“ Take my art, for example, I cannot squeeze creativity out of a muse that isn't breathing life into me.

The Council will listen to reason should you give enough explanation.

And for what it's worth in the end, you will always have my word on your side.
I believe in-

“Salo throws temper tantrum like a petulant child who has had all of his toys taken away and doesn't understand the meaning that this can't be done or this isn't how things will go.”

Standing up slowly and keeping his hand in her own, Mel walked the man of progress towards her current opus.

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Angelite

We are in an event~💛

So S1 Mel~