"See? This is why you keep me around." She playfully nudges Blake's shoulder. "I have lots of really good ideas." Yang laughs lightly, and she glances down at her arm. With some relief, she notes the shaking disappeared sometime in the last few minutes. Talking to Blake is calming.
She laughs, but the Faunus (her fellow Faunus, Yang corrects herself; seems she's part of the group now too) has her number. "I'm workshopping a couple of ideas! Though, yes, "Hornet" was one of them." It just seemed to make sense, if this was going to be a companion to Bumblebee back on Remnant. But one of her ears flicks thoughtfully and she looks down at the hood.
"Things have changed now, though. Now I'm thinking...oh, wait. Hang on." She fishes around in her pockets and produces her aviator glasses. With a flick, she opens them up and raises the shades to her eyes. "Now I'm thinking...she's a Wild Rider." Yang proclaims she puts the glasses on like a badass and turns to look at Blake.
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She laughs, but the Faunus (her fellow Faunus, Yang corrects herself; seems she's part of the group now too) has her number. "I'm workshopping a couple of ideas! Though, yes, "Hornet" was one of them." It just seemed to make sense, if this was going to be a companion to Bumblebee back on Remnant. But one of her ears flicks thoughtfully and she looks down at the hood.
"Things have changed now, though. Now I'm thinking...oh, wait. Hang on." She fishes around in her pockets and produces her aviator glasses. With a flick, she opens them up and raises the shades to her eyes. "Now I'm thinking...she's a Wild Rider." Yang proclaims she puts the glasses on like a badass and turns to look at Blake.
See, cause now she's, you know.
Awoo.
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