straws and bombs
Continued from Here with @legendscried
Looking discouraged, and a bit worried she reached out taking the cup and quietly sipped at it. Big blue eyes flickered up watching Vander move around, and his gentle touch at her hair brought a little smile to Powder’s face. She even sat up just a bit so it’d be easier for him to make those braids. Not for the first time she found herself amazed that those huuuuge hands could be so careful, and precise as well as gentle. “I wish I could have gone too. I just… I want to help.” Maybe she would have gone with if Mylo hadn’t complained, but than again somehow she’d gotten the feeling Vi hadn’t planned for her to be there on this job. That happened sometimes. She was smaller than the others, and shorter and as much as she hated it no matter how hard she tried there were times Powder just couldn’t go the same places they could.
“She’s the best though… She’s better than everyone else.” Nodding there was that kind of firm confidence only a younger sibling who practically worshiped their older sibling could have. As worried as Powder might be that didn’t stop her from still being convinced Vi would always come back to her. Still sitting up she reached out taking her cup in both hands so she wouldn't drop it, and pulled it close sipping from the straw as she enjoyed the attention from Vander. “Together? Ya! Like what? OH You want to see the new bomb I’m working on? It’s supposed to be a big smoke cloud thing when it goes off. Help Vi, and everyone be sneaky and get away more easily.” Powder also had another bomb she was working on. One with nails, and shrapnel.
She wasn’t sure Vander would want to see that one though.
