Oriana 'verse. Asia's place, on Earth. End of the day.
Asia: *Walks wearily through the door expecting another royal mess and pep talking herself not to blow up about it. Instead stops with surprise at sight of a squeaky clean house and Rogue coming to meet her with offer of a four pack of toilet paper* Uh.... *takes it and looks around* Thanks, baby... where's your brother?
Soundbite: *looks around the kitchen island from where he's down on the floor buffing it.*
Asia: 0_o .... *looks down and quickly takes off shoes. She learned young the manners about freshly cleaned floors.* Uh... hey, housecleanin', huh? *blinks as she feels a soft tingle in her mind and sees a series of the mental images that the twins sometimes try to use to communicate with her. They go too fast for her to see, but she catches a glimpse of Rumble saying to do something nice for their Aunty, and a quick flick of Soundbite doing a web search for ways to do so.* Oh.... Awwwww.
Rogue: *tentative, very very careful hug*
Asia: *eyes widen as she returns it. So far the twins have been very standoffish when it comes to touch, and she can tell that the little red femme is still very uneasy with the concept.* Hey... where's Rumble?
Rogue: *lets go and points toward the living room, then tilts her head and studies Asia's face.*
Asia: *smiles at her and then walks that way, still absently holding the package of toilet paper. Her smile fades as she sees that Rumble's in his usual place, laying on his side on the couch with his face toward the back of it.* *softly* Hey, baby... you awake?
Rumble: *quietly* Kinda... think I've got self repairs goin' on.
Asia: *sits next to him and rubs his back gently, thinking that he needs a wax* You got the kids cleanin' house?
Rumble: ...Really? Sweet.
Asia: *more gentle back rubbing, and then leans over to kiss him on the side of the helm* Want me to leave ya alone?
Rumble: *Shudders slightly* No. You got a minute?
Asia: Lots of them. *lays down and snuggles against his back, her arm around him.*
Rumble: *quiet sigh as he settles back into recharge, feeling armored against anything his subconscious throws at him now*
Kitchen: *starts to smell like rewarmed pizza*
Soundbite: *looks around the kitchen island from where he's down on the floor buffing it.*
Asia: 0_o .... *looks down and quickly takes off shoes. She learned young the manners about freshly cleaned floors.* Uh... hey, housecleanin', huh? *blinks as she feels a soft tingle in her mind and sees a series of the mental images that the twins sometimes try to use to communicate with her. They go too fast for her to see, but she catches a glimpse of Rumble saying to do something nice for their Aunty, and a quick flick of Soundbite doing a web search for ways to do so.* Oh.... Awwwww.
Rogue: *tentative, very very careful hug*
Asia: *eyes widen as she returns it. So far the twins have been very standoffish when it comes to touch, and she can tell that the little red femme is still very uneasy with the concept.* Hey... where's Rumble?
Rogue: *lets go and points toward the living room, then tilts her head and studies Asia's face.*
Asia: *smiles at her and then walks that way, still absently holding the package of toilet paper. Her smile fades as she sees that Rumble's in his usual place, laying on his side on the couch with his face toward the back of it.* *softly* Hey, baby... you awake?
Rumble: *quietly* Kinda... think I've got self repairs goin' on.
Asia: *sits next to him and rubs his back gently, thinking that he needs a wax* You got the kids cleanin' house?
Rumble: ...Really? Sweet.
Asia: *more gentle back rubbing, and then leans over to kiss him on the side of the helm* Want me to leave ya alone?
Rumble: *Shudders slightly* No. You got a minute?
Asia: Lots of them. *lays down and snuggles against his back, her arm around him.*
Rumble: *quiet sigh as he settles back into recharge, feeling armored against anything his subconscious throws at him now*
Kitchen: *starts to smell like rewarmed pizza*