2076/It's My Life - 3 Months Later

It's My Life - 3 Months Later
Date of Scene:	20 August 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Gravitas, Superwoman

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Gravitas has posed:
    "So... That's Max. She's a tabby. Isn't she adorable? And this one is Damaris's... Russian blue. So. Cute. I got so lucky when I found her." The camera zooms in on the kitten in question, who is currently curled up in the laundry basket. She meows curiously. The camera rocks slightly. "Sprite, we call her. Like a pixie or a faerie. She acts like it too."
    Musical laughter is heard with that pronouncement and then Tori continues on. She briefly turns the camera on herself, eyes glittering. "RIght! So. I already showed you all the turtle... I usually call him Speedy, buty ou know. He actually is really quick in the water..." She reaches up with her rigth hand to draw it htrough her unruly blonde curls and pull some of them out of the frame. Blue eyes blink slowly.
    "But we haven't found the star of the show yet. I know you're all dying to know what's so special about today. What I'm so excited about..." Victoria just gives a soft, glittering laugh. The door knob rattles past her shoulder as a key is inserted. "Oh. Shit! She's home, guys. Gotta go!"
    Victoria does a video blog update on her life once a month. She talks about the animals, how shcool is going, her living situation, how thrilled she is to be alive. It's always a cheerful, upbeat affair and she's always excited to do it. Today, however, she's... Nervous. The camera sits silently in a corner of the room atop a stack of textbooks, recording everything.
    So it is that Faora comes home to a positively radiant Victoria, blue eyes staring up at her, dressed in a tank top and exercise shorts that prove she is comfortable in her petite, curvy skin. "Did you have a good day at- work...?" She can't say saving the world, after all.

Superwoman has posed:
    Faora steps in through the door, opening it quietly and locking it behind her. She smiles over to Tori as she hops up and appears, "Hey there, sweetheart." she offers softly as she takes a slow breath, inhaling the scent of home. "Pretty good. Fairly mundane. Normal day, really." she says as she draws Tori in close for a nice, tight hug and a kiss to the other woman's cheek.

    "You are beautiful." she says softly as she begins to get ready for rest and relaxation. "I'll be back after I change." Faora says, another kiss before she slips into the bedroom to change.

    When Faora returns, she's in silk PJs- comfortable and breezy and completely lazy. At home its usually a pair of pajamas or a robe. Sprite seems happy to see Faora- the woman has a way with cats. She kneels and lifts the lovely steel grey animal and strokes it so very gently as she finds a spot on the couch and smiles quietly. "How was your day?"

Gravitas has posed:
    "It was good... I have about a dozen new bruises but we won the City Champhionships! Metro City Bomber Girls are headed back to NYC for East Coast Regional Championships next month." There's that glittering smile that Tori reserves just for Faora. It's unmistakable, really. The admiration and adoration evident in those too wide, innocent blue eyes.
    The petite woman advances on Faora then and moves to the couch to slide into place beside her. She keeps her gaze trained on the Kryptonian's face. "I was just thinking about us. Three months. It feels like a big milestone moment," Tori finishes earnestly. She takes a deep breath and holds it for about a second.
    "I was thinking about doing something to celebrate. Other than make you dinner and drive you crazy at mini golf or something," Tori continues quietly. Then she pauses for about a second. "I was thinking about a tatoo. I wanteed your input on that though. I know, I know, you said it's my choicce but I choose to pick something you'd kike to see on me. So. What do you think?"

Superwoman has posed:
    Faora leans back quietly, still stroking that blue-grey feline. Gentle strokes, "Who's a good Sprite?" she coos down to the cat who seems overjoyed at the attention. "Yes...Such a pretty girl." she looks over to Tori next, smiling softly. "I'm glad to hear it. Congrats on the win, hun." she continues, "I'm glad to hear you and the team are moving onto the championships. I will be sure to attend."

    The tattoo is mentioned. "As I have said before, it is your choice. I can not make this decision for you, Tori. It is your body, and whatever image you put upon it is something you will have to live with for a long time." Faora says softly, "I suggest you find images you like, because it doesn't matter what I think about this thing. PUt the images up around the apartment- see which one you like looking at after a few months of seeing it every day."

Gravitas has posed:
    Tori shakes her head quickly and then takes a deep breath. "Yo ucan't tell me it wouldn't be awkward if I tattooed something hideous on my chest and you had to look at it every night. I'm not picking something because you like it-- I wanted help... Narrowing it down. " She sighs and then shakes her head in an exaggerated way. "Fiiiine. I guess I'll just have to surprise you," she concludes then, leaning into Faora as she does so.
    Tori laughs softly and then adds in something of a stage whisper, "This is why we love Damaris. She's smart and super practical. Even if she's a stick in the mud sometimes." After this Tori twists slightly. She glances at Sprite and giggles softly before turning her gaze back to Faora.
    "But I still want to celebrate. We should think of /something/."