The X-men run missions and work together with the NYPD, striving to maintain a peaceful balance between humans and mutants. When it comes to a fight, they won't back down from protecting those who need their help.
Haven presents itself as a humanitarian organization for activists, leaders, and high society, yet mutants are the secret leaders working to protect and serve their kind. Behind the scenes they bring their goals into reality.
From the time when mutants became known to the world, SUPER was founded as a black-ops division of the CIA in an attempt to classify, observe, and learn more about this new and rising threat.
The Syndicate works to help bring mutantkind to the forefront of the world. They work from the shadows, a beacon of hope for mutants, but a bane to mankind. With their guiding hand, humanity will finally find extinction.
Since the existence of mutants was first revealed in the nineties, the world has become a changed place. Whether they're genetic misfits or the next stage in humanity's evolution, there's no denying their growing numbers, especially in hubs like New York City. The NYPD has a division devoted to mutant related crimes. Super-powered vigilantes help to maintain the peace. Those who style themselves as Homo Superior work to tear society apart for rebuilding in their own image.
MRO is an intermediate to advanced writing level original character, original plot X-Men RPG. We've been open and active since October of 2005. You can play as a mutant, human, or Adapted— one of the rare humans who nullify mutant powers by their very existence. Goodies, baddies, and neutrals are all welcome.
Short Term Plots:Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
The Fountain of Youth
A chemical serum has been released that's shaving a few years off of the population. In some cases, found to be temporary, and in others...?
MRO MOVES WITH CURRENT TIME: What month and year it is now in real life, it's the same for MRO, too.
Fuegogrande: "Fuegogrande" player of The Ranger, Ion, Rhia, and Null
Neopolitan: "Aly" player of Rebecca Grey, Stephanie Graves, Marisol Cervantes, Vanessa Bookman, Chrysanthemum Van Hart, Sabine Sang, Eupraxia
Ongoing Plots
Magic and Mystics
After the events of the 2020 Harvest Moon and the following Winter Solstice, magic has started manifesting in the MROvere! With the efforts of the Welldrinker Cult, people are being converted into Mystics, a species of people genetically disposed to be great conduits for magical energy.
The Pharoah Dynasty
An ancient sorceress is on a quest to bring her long-lost warrior-king to the modern era in a bid for global domination. Can the heroes of the modern world stop her before all is lost?
Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
Adapteds
What if the human race began to adapt to the mutant threat? What if the human race changed ever so subtly... without the x-gene.
Atlanteans
The lost city of Atlantis has been found! Refugees from this undersea mutant dystopia have started to filter in to New York as citizens and businessfolk. You may make one as a player character of run into one on the street.
Got a plot in mind?
MRO plots are player-created the Mods facilitate and organize the big ones, but we get the ideas from you. Do you have a plot in mind, and want to know whether it needs Mod approval? Check out our plot guidelines.
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Rebecca, Gina, and Agnes all knew that Agnes's current metamorphic cycle was going to be a rough experience for all involved, even when compared to all the other times Agnes went sugar-crazy, created a cocoon and underwent an unpleasant physical transformation.
Before her feeding stage had the chance to begin, Agnes fell ill, which was both poorly timed and unprecedented. The transformation took enough out of Rebecca's girlfriend without most of her immune system actively engaging in warfare against the sickness invading her body.
Rebecca took it upon herself to help the bedridden Agnes consume the necessary sugar to complete the process. She fed her weak girlfriend treats, (and even offered some globs of honey off of her forearm as a throwback to old times,) until it was time for the cocoon to form.
Gina and Rebecca took shifts watching over Agnes, waiting in case anything troublesome happened. It was Rebecca's turn and the time for Agnes's reemergence could occur at any moment. Rebecca made some veggie soup in case Agnes awoke with an appetite, and the honey was even nearby in case she was still having cravings.
The waiting was necessary, but also passed slowly. Rebecca sat at Agnes's bedside, reading one of her textbooks to prepare for her upcoming freshman English class. Occasionally, she would sneak glances at the her girlfriend's hands hidden in her cocoon; she was plenty aware of which stage of the transformation cycle Agnes was entering, and she was not personally a fan, but they would get through it, and Rebecca would be helpful because Agnes needed her.
Agnes couldn’t believe her string of luck. First she got sick, then she lost track of her transformation cycle, and lastly she ended up having to cancel a much needed date with her sweet girlfriend. The young insect queen simply couldn’t imagine what bad karma she was receiving right now but whatever it was, it must have been a doozey. So, sadly, the teenager had to face her latest transformation knowing that when she woke up, she was not going to be the best of circumstances.
Wow, sugar cravings, transformation, and sickness. It just was not Agnes Nicholas’ day.
But, thanks to the efforts of her lover and her sister, Agnes was able to make it to her molting stage with as little discomfort as she could. They watched over her, they fed her, they made sure she was comfy, it was all so incredibly sweet and wonderful. She truly was the luckiest girl in the city, if not the planet!
Creeeak! Craack!![/b]
Agnes shuddered and turned inside of her cocoon. The shell which made the vague shape of her body began to crack and peel as the end of her molting phase drew closer. She was finally beginning to awaken, her mind returning from the void of primordial screeches that attempted to keep her there. Her human thoughts had fully began to comprehend that she needed to wake up and that she had to push to survive.
Thin, frail looking arms began to flex and shove as the palms of her hands were pressed against the shell and shoved with all her might. It was only when she managed to crack open a large piece of it did she smell enough fresh air to actually gasp. With a shuddering sigh the runaway screeched, slowly (much more fluidly than the first time she molted) Agnes wriggled and moved, instinctively finding the weakest parts of her shell and exploiting them.
Before long, Agnes took a deep, healthy breath as she bolted into a sitting position, her naked body slathered with the remnants of the ooze that had once been inside the shell. Shaking, she took another breath but it was quickly interrupted by a hardy sneeze. She shivered at the pain and tickle that came with the sneeze. Great…she was still sick…
A sigh and she turned, looking through weak eyes at the person at her bedside.
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Rebecca looked up from her book when she could hear a new creaking sound. Sure enough, Agnes was stirring and forcing her way out of her cocoon. The new revelation made Rebecca shoot out of her seat and hastily place her textbook on the nearby nightstand. She moved herself from her spot on the chair to a spot next to Agnes on the bed.
The creaking turned into cracking, and soon enough, Agnes had forcefully emerged from her encasement. Seeing her girlfriend now freed from the shell, she remembered, Oh right, no clothes! Quickly, she bounced out of the bed and to the door, where she turned the lock so no unexpected visitors would arrive and get a show.
There was a sneeze from behind her, and Rebecca's head turned on a swivel to see that her poor girlfriend was indeed still sick. She took three long strides back to her spot at Agnes's bedside just in time for the insectoid lass to register who her companion was.
>> “R-Rebecca?”
Rebecca nodded. "Aye, Ah'm here for you." She rested a hand on Agnes's bare shoulder, cringing slightly at the oozy texture left over from the metamorphosis. It was the reason they purchased cheap sheets that could be disposed of after the cycle was over, showing they were getting used to the monthly inconvenience.
Rebecca reached to the nightstand where a towel was neatly folded for such an occasion. She unfurled the object and used one corner to brush away some ooze from Agnes's cheek and forehead before handing it to Agnes so she could clean herself off.
With the areas now less... gooey, Rebecca placed one hand at Agnes's cheek, pressing her forehead against Agnes's to gauge the sick girl's temperature. Rebecca pulled away with a noticeable frown. "You're still burning up, love..."
Agnes was so thankful to hear that lyrical voice. It was so sweet and calming that it made the young runaway feel as if everything would be okay. But despite that, she knew how much Rebecca didn’t always like being a part of this phase in her life. It could be quite gross and Agnes hated the idea of putting Rebecca through anything that made her feel uncomfortable.
But, Rebecca always managed to stay; and that always made Agnes feel better. She hated going through this alone.
She coughed briefly and groaned as she felt the soreness slinking throughout her entire body. She had hoped that by molting she would feel better but apparently it didn’t work like that. The damned sickness was still linger, thought definitely not as bad. For whatever reason she was getting over this illness far quicker than she normally would. It was still uncomfortable though.
Casually she lifted her hands to peer down. Ick, of course this was her most current phase…the stingers. She hated these things. Not only did it make moving around inconvenient but it could also be extremely dangerous. She constantly feared touching anyone for fear of accidentally stinging them. So far she had been lucky and hadn’t done so, but she feared the moment she accidentally did.
Rebecca returned to her bedside and Agnes offered her a weak, shy smile. She was thankful for her girlfriend, she put up with so much from her and yet she never once made her feel bad about it. The stars had indeed shined brightly on her for giving her the redheaded lass.
Foreheads were pressed together and Agnes sniffled.
>> "You're still burning up, love..."[/color]
“Guh, stupid germs, invading my body,” she grumbled. She sighed as she arched her back, trying to loosen her muscles that had been in the same position for far too long. She smiled again to Rebecca, a little shyly. She needed to get used to the idea that this young woman had already seen her naked; the idea of it still managed to make her blush. “Um, I-I’ll go take a shower then I’ll clean up my bed,” she said as she sniffled again. “Thank you, for staying with me.”
She motioned to pat Rebecca’s hand but quickly recoiled before she could touch her. Damn stingers…
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>> “Guh, stupid germs, invading my body.”
Rebecca ran her fingers through Agnes's hair, ignoring the gel it was saturated with. Nature was not exactly being fair to poor Agnes, but it could not be helped. All they could do was fight against the invaders together. "Darn them," she agreed.
>> “Um, I-I’ll go take a shower then I’ll clean up my bed. Thank you, for staying with me.”
Rebecca noticed Agnes's hand moving toward her before pulling back, and it was at that moment that Rebecca remembered why they did not touch her. The stingers were the worst; at least they could cuddle while Agnes was in her shell. (It was not the most delicate moment, but it was not as bothersome as it could have been.) It was so frustrating knowing her girlfriend could not touch her until her next wing stage. "Ah love being here wi' you," she assured Agnes. She did not want her girlfriend feeling like she was a burden.
Rebecca watched as Agnes got up to go to the washroom. Even after... the things they did, seeing Agnes in her full glory was still something she was getting used to. She enjoyed the sight, but she could feel herself blushing.
Thinking about Agnes taking a shower, Rebecca thought about her girlfriend's hands (eventually.) The stingers could not pierce Agnes, but they were still one-inch long and jutting from her palms. Rebecca looked down, embarrassed, somewhere around Agnes's shins, and asked, "Um, if it'd be easier, Ah could help." The very proposal of cleaning Agnes off was enough to bring the danger level in Rebecca's cheeks from pink to red.
Agnes smiled. Rebecca really was the sweetest thing. She was thankful to have a girlfriend like her, to be able to depend on her for things like this. Even though Agnes knew that these weren’t the best of circumstances, that is what love was, right? It was the ability to stand by your partner, whoever they may be, through both the bad times and the good times. It was stand together and support one another through absolutely anything.
If that were really the definition of “love” then it was obviously that the two girls were enraptured by it. They gave themselves to each other fully and trusted that they would not be hurt. At least that is how Agnes felt. She knew, deep down, Rebecca would never hurt her…and vice versa.
Shyly the young insect queen headed for her bathroom, grabbing a disposable towel from her night stand. Sitting up from her bed, the remaining bits of her shell began to peel and fall off, landing soundlessly on the soft sheet of the mattress. As she began to wrap the towel around her, to keep her modesty, she winced when those damn stingers got caught. They were always most sensitive whenever she just finished molting. It would be a couple of hours before they would stop.
She turned to leave Rebecca behind, but the shy voice of her girlfriend immediately caused the young runaway to paused and turn back to her.
>> "Um, if it'd be easier, Ah could help." [/color]
She blinked…and immediately a flush of red began to appear across her cheeks. Yes, even though they had already…been to bed with one another, it was still something to get used to. The last person that Agnes had ever slept with, before Rebecca, was Rhythm and that was only for one night. She needed to get used to the idea that Rebecca was an ongoing relationship and that this is what people did in a relationship.
Still a little red, she smirked a little, and tried to keep her voice from cracking.
“Um, o-okay. I-I mean, just the hair, if you don’t mind?” she said as she absentmindedly ran her fingers through her moist hair. “It tangles around the stingers. Hurts like hell.”
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>> “Um, o-okay. I-I mean, just the hair, if you don’t mind? It tangles around the stingers. Hurts like hell.”
So Rebecca was able to help; that was good... right? She was happy there was something she could do for her poor girlfriend in her time of need, but now that she was granted permission to offer that assistance... in the shower...
Rebecca nodded. "Ah, um, Ah'd be glad tae..." Rebecca stood up, looking at the door to the washroom. Could she help Agnes in the shower and stay dressed? She seriously mulled the idea over, but reluctantly decided against it.
Rebecca pulled her shirt over her head and kicked off her shorts. She found a second towel and wrapped it around herself before pulling off her underthings.
Now that the contents under the towel were all Rebecca, she came to Agnes's side. "Alright, let's gae. 'Cept," Rebecca looped her finger and thumb around Agnes's thin wrists, "jist this once, keep your hands tae your self," she teased. They had never taken a shower together, and it would be a lie to pretend the stingers were not inconvenient.
Agnes wasn’t sure if Rebecca was beginning to regret her decision to help or if maybe she was just blushing at the idea at actually sharing a shower with her. Hmm, come to think of it, Agnes herself was beginning to blush at the idea too. Just imagining sharing something so intimate with Rebecca seemed liked a big step, almost as big as when they first slept together. She actually began to wonder if maybe this was a good idea.
After all, this was something that she had to live with. On top of that, she wouldn’t be able to have Rebecca’s help once she was living at Jullia—
Rebecca was undressing.
She had to pause and catch her breath as she watched the lovely young woman beginning to shed her clothing in order to join her in the bathroom. Shyly, though, Agnes could not keep herself watching. Even though Rebecca was her girlfriend, it was not like she was invited to watch her so she kept her gaze averted, respectfully of course.
>> "Alright, let's gae. 'Cept…jist this once, keep your hands tae your self,"[/color]
A small smile played on her lips as she turned her eyes back to her towel-clad lover. She could only give her a snarky look in response her for girlfriend’s little glib remark. Of course Agnes knew that she couldn’t touch her, but maybe Rebecca had a point in telling her to stay calm. It would be easy to lose herself in the sensation and, really, she didn’t want to harm the redheaded Scot because she was being touchy.
She nodded in agreement. And then also sneezed in agreement.
“Gawd, sorry…” she grumbled.
A groan fell from her mouth as she raised her fingers to her sore head. She really hated feeling like this. There was hope that a hot shower would at least alleviate some of the symptoms.
With that she sighed and led the way into the bathroom and immediately started the hot shower…
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>> “Gawd, sorry…”
Rebecca giggled at the very notion of Agnes needing to apologize for sneezing. Who apologized for being sick? That was like having your leg broken and then apologizing for crutches. "It's okay, silly lass. Ah jist hope a nice hot shower'll get ye feeling better."
Agnes turned the knobs and water began pouring from the shower head. In a few moments the water would go from cold to warm to nice and steamy. In those moments, the girls would just stand awkwardly in their towels waiting.
To fill up the short period that felt suspiciously longer amidst the circumstances, Rebecca spoke. "Ah want you tae recover quickly. Maybe before you gae off switching back tae your wings." They both knew that Agnes's preference at all times was to remain in her winged-form, but the transformation process was such a physical strain. It would be best for her to heal up before rushing back into her old shape. "Ah e'en made soup tae help you along."
Rebecca stuck her hand under the running water; it was just about at the perfect temperature, therefore the moment of truth was at hand. Rebecca carefully slipped off the towel wrapped around her body and draped it on the shower curtain rod. Reminding herself that there was nothing weird about Agnes seeing her like this again, Rebecca stepped into the shower, letting the hot water hit her skin, which was soothing even to someone who was not sick.
"Um, y-you can come in. Th' water is really nice." At least now her redness could be attributed to the heat around her.
>> "It's okay, silly lass. Ah jist hope a nice hot shower'll get ye feeling better."[/color]
“Me too,” Agnes grumbled but still smiled appreciatively at her girlfriend.
She really did hope that it was true. She was in agony and wanted to be able to feel better again but for whatever reason this sickness was taking a bit to heal. It was probably because she was molting at the same time and that process tended to leave her weaker than she would normally be. Her body was more than likely going haywire trying to heal itself, as well as cope with her transformations.
She sighed. Nature was truly being unkind to her at the moment.
Slipping into the bathroom, she turned the knobs of the shower and leaned away as first scorching hot water flooded out of the showerhead, followed by the chilling cold. The two temperatures battled it out until they slowly began to reach a nice and comfortable balance.
Waiting, she turned back to Rebecca and smiled a little weakly. However did she get so lucky to have someone like her in her life? She would never be able to answer that question. Which was why she remained silent to just enjoy the moment.
>> "Ah want you tae recover quickly. Maybe before you gae off switching back tae your wings…Ah e'en made soup tae help you along.”[/color]
Agnes frowned a little. Not because she didn’t like what Rebecca said, but because she knew that she was right. She knew that if she pushed herself to attempt to molt again, she was going to be at a loss. She would probably end up making herself sicker and that was something she definitely could not have.
Meekly she nodded in agreement, but still smiled. Rebecca really was far too sweet to her.
“Soup sounds delicious,” she beamed as she sniffled a bit.
She then watched in silence as Rebecca maneuvered herself over to the shower. The towel was removed and Agnes caught sight of her beautiful girlfriend. Again, all it ever did was remind her just how lucky she was. Someone like Rebecca should never date a girl like Agnes, especially not when her powers left her in such disgusting circumstances. But it was a comment she was not going to make at the moment.
>> "Um, y-you can come in. Th' water is really nice." [/color]
She nodded as, shyly, she began to de-towel herself as well. The cheap, but once clean towel, was not covered with the residue of her molting, and bits and pieces of the shell that had still clung onto her. She would have to make sure to dispose of it because she doubted that simply washing the towel would do any good now. But, as her mind wandered away from such thoughts, she paused as she remembered to look into the shower. Rebecca was there, still waiting for her.
Agnes took a breath as she let her hands hang at her sides, trying to keep the stingers poised at her own outer thighs. They wouldn’t pierce her own skin so it was best to keep them there and out of Rebecca’s way.
“Ahh-CHOO!” she groaned as she covered her nose and mouth. That one especially hurt. She sighed as she stepped into the shower, still covering the lower part of her face as she looked at Rebecca. “Sorry…”
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Rebecca shook her head, resigning herself to accepting that it was in Agnes's nature to apologize for things that were clearly not her fault. Rebecca was not the one to talk, being generally too apologetic on her own.
Rebecca watched out of the corner of her eye as Agnes stripped away her towel and stepped into the shower with her. Oh my, this was really happening. Rebecca took deep breaths of the hot, misty air, trying not to grin too hard.
Rebecca stood behind her girlfriend, prepared to assist in the way she had promised. There was a nearby bottle of shampoo for Rebecca to take and squirt a fair amount of gel into her hand to counteract the molting goop. After Agnes's hair had remained under the flow of water enough to become saturated, Rebecca spread the shampoo into both of her hands before getting to work.
She massaged the shampoo into Agnes's scalp, being sure not to rub too aggressively. At first, Rebecca ignored the sticky nature of Agnes's hair, and eventually, the gel became a lathery substance that was quickly working to unsettle the post-metamorphosis substances. Rebecca began running her fingers through Agnes's hair, with small chips of shell falling out.
After two more cycles of lathering and rinsing, Agnes's hair was as clean as it was before she shifted. Rebecca leaned in over Agnes's shoulder, her body pressing lightly against Agnes's back. "You're hair's clean an' gorgeous again... w-want me tae clean you're back?" If they were in the shower anyway, the least Rebecca could do was be helpful...
Rebecca was far too good at this. Whereas Agnes was first a little shy and nervous about this little endeavor of theirs, it didn’t take long for Rebecca’s hands to wash all those feelings away. Before she knew it, she sighed as she just let her girlfriend running her fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp, and easing the symptoms of her stuffy head. The combination of the relaxing shampooing and the hot mist of the water seemed to be doing wonders in easing her tension and the aches that wracked her body.
The runaway sighed a little, content, as she held her arms loosely at her sides. The lather and water proceeded to wash the rest of the goop from her hair and the runaway immediately knew then that Rebecca was right, she should probably stay in this form for a little while longer. Her body was just far too weak as it was and if she managed to molt again, she would probably just end up worse.
She sighed, though, feeling those soft hands run through her hair, washing away all the residue and chips of shell that had managed to get tangled in her locks. The sensations just all felt too good to realy stop, but she knew that it had to. As much as she wanted her girlfriend, as good as she was making her feel, she knew that they could not carry on. She was sick and she had poisonous barbs on her hands. She would be in agony if she accidentally stung Rebecca.
So she instead just remained quiet and tried to allow herself to enjoy this moment for as long as it could last. Before long, she felt her hair reach its usual softness and was clear of any bits of her molting. She contentedly smiled as she leaned forward and let the streams from the showerhead wash over his face and body, cleansing her hair of all general grossness from her molting.
But soon she tensed up again, not as much as before since she was so relaxed from the hair washing, but just a little when she felt Rebecca press against her back and whisper in her ear.
Agnes bit her bottom lip. Boy how did she ever want that—but she knew she couldn’t. She had to resist otherwise she may inadvertently sting Rebecca. Still though, it was an increasingly hard decision to make.
A sigh and she turned, smiling as Rebecca peeked over her shoulder (it was just too cute). Leaning over she kissed her softly on the cheek but recoiled when she felt another tickle in her throat. It didn’t develop into a cough, but she paused nonetheless.
“T-Thank you,” she whispered. “But…I’m afraid if you do that…well…” she held up her palms to show the glistening stingers. “I…don’t want to hurt you,” she sighed. Agnes knew that she wouldn’t be able to control herself if this went on much longer; despite the fact that she was sick and had stingers. So, sadly, she shook her head, but still smiled at her girlfriend. “Thank you, though, for helping me with my hair. I really do apprecia—COUGHCOUGHCOUGH!”
She groaned as she coughed and covered her mouth. Yeah, that was definitely a mood killer.
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>> “T-Thank you, but…I’m afraid if you do that…well… I…don’t want to hurt you."
Rebecca frowned, unsure why Agnes thought Rebecca's proposal would pose a problem. She ran the scenario through in her head. It was innocent enough picturing Rebecca lathering her hands up with soap and rubbing Agnes's soft, bare shoulders, then down to the small of her girlfriend's back, so unguarded and welcoming, down to the...
Alright, Agnes may have had a point, Rebecca accepted, already working herself into a quiet pant.
>> “Thank you, though, for helping me with my hair. I really do apprecia—COUGHCOUGHCOUGH!”
It was lucky that Rebecca was the one positioned behind Agnes, because her girlfriend's coughs did not sound clean. To comfort her girlfriend, (now that the urge to tackle her onto the shower floor had passed,) Rebecca wrapped her hands around Agnes's waist, pulling her in for a squeezing hug. "Hands in th' air," she muttered with a grin.
Rebecca slid her hands away from the slippery skin of her girlfriend's stomach. Every time she would touch that area, Rebecca wondered to herself what Agnes had done to make the scars on her stomach fade away. As concerning as the sudden change had been, Rebecca pushed the question out of her mind; she could not shake the feeling that asking about it would lead to an awkward conversation, or worse, a fight.
Rebecca stepped out of the shower, taking her towel off the rod to dry off her body and her hair. "Finish up soon. Ah'll be waitin' for you, honey." Rebecca left the bathroom, toweling herself off until she was satisfied. Instead of gathering her clothing back up, which was left on the bathroom floor, Rebecca wrapped her towel back around her newly dried body.
Awaiting her ailing girlfriend, Rebecca sat at the edge of the bed, taking the nearby bowl of soup into her hands, pleased to see it was still nice and hot. Rebecca scooped up a spoon full of the broth and veggies, blowing on the piping hot serving until it was ready for a human tongue. She sampled her cooking, still very pleased with herself. This hearty treat would put some life right back into Agnes, she was sure of it.
Agnes complied as she tried to keep the coughing attacking from fully knocking her down onto her butt. She hated feeling like this and wanted it to just stop. Unfortunately that was not how it worked. If everyone could just will their sicknesses away, then no one would be sick. And while that would be a paradise, it was obviously not within her or anyone else’s power. She sighed as she sniffled.
She tensed and squeaked a little in surprise when she felt the soft, pale arms of her lover wrapped around her waist and giving her a hug. Agnes smiled when she felt Rebecca’s body pressed close to her own. Her arms wavered, wanting to reach down and wrap around her as well, but before her arms were even halfway down, she stopped herself. She knew that she couldn’t do so. Those damn stingers made any closeness a risk.
So, the young insect queen resigned herself to keeping her hands up, as if she were some criminal being arrested and waited for the hug to end. She still smiled, thankfully for the tender display and waited for Rebecca to exit the shower before she lowered her hands.
>> "Finish up soon. Ah'll be waitin' for you, honey."[/color]
“Of course,” she said with a kind nod.
Watching Rebecca dress and leave, she sighed a little. She really was lucky; to have a girlfriend like her, that was so understanding, so gently, and so sweet and kind. It was the type of relationship that she had always wanted, but never dreamed she would find any one. They cared for each other so deeply that she doubted anything could break them up. And for that—
“Ah-Ah-AH-CHOO!!” she groaned and she leaned forward and let the warm water of the shower run down her face. She’ll finish such thoughts later.
If only took Agnes a few moments to wash off the last of the residue, scrub her skin clean, and finally towel herself off. She had to admit that she did feel just the smallest bit better but she was still pretty uncomfortable. Her nose had loosened but she could still feel the congestion between her eyes. She grumbled a little about the cruelty of nature as she pulled on a bathrobe that had been waiting for her and stepped out of the steaming bathroom, towel drying her hair. She smiled when she saw Rebecca, sporting a bowl of soap.
(At least that is what she assumed it was since she couldn’t smell it all that much.)
Still, though, it was a touching scene that made the young runaway smile from ear-to-ear. She grinned as she moved over and climbed onto the bed to sit next to her sweet girlfriend.
“That looks delicious,” she said with a beaming smile. “How’d I get so lucky?”
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>> “That looks delicious. How’d I get so lucky?”
Rebecca smiled widely, but if she had not held back, her smile could have been so large, it would have broken her jaw. Agnes made her feel so appreciated and loved in a way that Rebecca never expected she would know.
Agnes took her seat next to her, making Rebecca happier by simply closing the gap between them. If it were Rebecca's choice, almost all of her day would be spent wrapped around or entangled with Agnes. "Being th' best blessing in my life was a good start."
Rebecca scooped up another spoon of soup, blowing on it gently. She brought the spoon to Agnes's lips. "Ah know you cannae taste much, sae jist trust me when Ah say it's delicious."
After Agnes's first taste, Rebecca took some pillows and propped them against the headboard of the bed. "Here, get under th' covers an' lean back. Ah'll feed you sae you can jist relax your hands and focus on gettin' better."