Porco Has Honor

   It was obvious the child before the red head was having fun, nothing seemed to be harming her either. None the less playing on a propeller like it was some kind of juggle gym was terribly dangerous, and not to mention the plane's pilot most likely wouldn't be too happy to find a little kid playing on it. So that's why she warned the little one, pretty much ruined her fun too. Seeing as how the small girl fell from a blade to land on her butt.

         "It doesn't have to be scary, or mean looking to be dangerous." Fio answered and walked over to her. "If it was turned on while you were playing on it, you'd go flying into the air... or something. You could fall and hurt yourself too- while it's off. Get a cut, a scrape, and perhaps a broken bone!" Although the last example might not happen too often, it was still a good reason to show how the propeller could be dangerous.

   At first motionless, the girl watches the event that occurs before her. The other had an unusual reaction to the propeller's moving blades, and a certainly stranger reaction to her actions. Any other person in their right mind would have known better than to even throw something at a propeller in motion, aware that whatever was thrown would indeed ricochet.

So why was she acting in such a manner? After a moment of gawking at the stranger the girl finally came to and shook her head slightly. "Get away from it!" Though her yells could be taken as a hateful order, they weren't and instead were a demand for safety. She decided that a course of action would perhaps be better than just yelling at the other.

   "Glad to hear... um, she's not a what. Gina is a woman, very pretty, well renowned, and the owner of this Hotel/Bar you're in right now."

  "Oh! I could have sworn— your outfit gave off the impression you flew.” Howl placed a hand on his hip as he tried to see what she was up to. “Mmmm, not that I know of? Fancy name he has though— tell me, what’s it like to fly in a plane? And what’s this Porco fellow like?” 

Now an inquire of flying, and her dear friend. She took a few moments of silence to think over the first question before answering. "Flying in a plane is exciting, thrilling, it gets the blood pumping. Even if you're not in control you can pretty much get the feel of the place. Especially in seaplanes, it's truly amazing. Coming in for a landing over the sea is one of my favorite parts of accompanying Porco, I like the light spray from the water."  

 { It was why the blonde always made sure to complete assignments during the hours of daylight. Of course, that was not always easy since it was impossible to know when Jerry would decide to WOOHP her. Be it through a towel dispenser or even a fitting room, he always found ways to transport her at random and mostly unfortunate times. }

  { A friendly smile was offered to the stranger at the word of gratitude. }

"It really does, glad you were here." The girl turned around in her chair with a friendly smile of her own. "So, miss- do you know anything on planes? I was a bit curious, maybe you'd have some experience with them?"

  "I see. Well, I wouldn’t want you to lose all of your markings."

   { Such a thing would only cause confusion for the girl when going to construct her project. After all, the other knew better than the blonde did when it came to the particular matter. }

Oh right, she was also in the company of a woman-- how rude of Fio! She spun around to face the woman completely and smiled a bit.

How I look when roleplaying pairings/smut.

How I look when my muse won't cooperate and I struggle to do any replies.

How I look when a god mod/mary sue shows up. 

How I look when I am impatient for a reply.

How I look when a roleplay dies.

How I look when real life people catch me roleplaying.

    A Bakery? Fio's attention was caught with the greeting the girl gave her, hues scanning the area around herself. She didn't notice the building was a bakery before she walked in, oblivious to her surroundings whilst reading some blueprints. Though now a dapper attitude was about as a quick hand stuffed the blueprints into her mail carrier bag.

"Well, now that you mention it, I haven’t had her tuned recently…"

"Luckily Gina has a bit of tools stowed away, I can go get those and head out to her. You know Gina knows her way around a seaplane herself. Average knowledge, some things more than other people would know- we talked about her plane some, then others." Her lips then formed a mischievous grin as she eyed down the man, mentioning Gina brought a question to her mind.  

"So... Speaking of Gina, you talked to her yet~?" A wink was given with the question.

     After a moment of quick contemplation and scanning over her work the girl gave a small nod. "I think I agree with you, there's always room for improvement." Even with a new place design, she knew there were going to be errors that would need to be fixed.

       { Lips formed a perfect ‘o’ as hues briefly inspected the sight before her. }

     Fio erases a bit of the wing's length off and gives an aggravated huff. "Porco said not to stay up all night... My work did get sloppy."