Susannah Dean (
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she got legs
Who| Susannah and OPEN
What| Susannah's got some mechanical legs
Where| all over the Capitol!
When| Oh, starting from yesterday, probably, and going up to the Crowning.
Warnings/Notes| Ian C, Eddie, and Felicity will all have closed threads, but feel free to make your own underneath theirs
Eight deaths caused by her hands (including her own) equaled eight envelopes of killmoney. Perhaps it was a bit callous for her to turn around and use it as a downpayment on robot legs, but she wasn't a mentor like Maximus. She couldn't just get them for free. And really, she was lucky to find someone willing to craft and fit them for that little upfront--although she was going to be a walking advertisement for their product now, as well as an actual advertisement in a couple days. It was better than to have to beg the rest of the money from a sponsor--she'd heard some things about what they expected in return.
She was glad, now, that she'd asked Maximus how it felt to use his mechanical leg. It had prepared her.
So now here she is, walking around on a pair of porcelain robot legs with blue detailing, wearing a skirt just far enough past her knees in length for her to really show them off. And she's definitely looking to show them off.
Wheelchair tribute is no more--Susannah's got legs and she (mostly) knows how to use them!
What| Susannah's got some mechanical legs
Where| all over the Capitol!
When| Oh, starting from yesterday, probably, and going up to the Crowning.
Warnings/Notes| Ian C, Eddie, and Felicity will all have closed threads, but feel free to make your own underneath theirs
Eight deaths caused by her hands (including her own) equaled eight envelopes of killmoney. Perhaps it was a bit callous for her to turn around and use it as a downpayment on robot legs, but she wasn't a mentor like Maximus. She couldn't just get them for free. And really, she was lucky to find someone willing to craft and fit them for that little upfront--although she was going to be a walking advertisement for their product now, as well as an actual advertisement in a couple days. It was better than to have to beg the rest of the money from a sponsor--she'd heard some things about what they expected in return.
She was glad, now, that she'd asked Maximus how it felt to use his mechanical leg. It had prepared her.
So now here she is, walking around on a pair of porcelain robot legs with blue detailing, wearing a skirt just far enough past her knees in length for her to really show them off. And she's definitely looking to show them off.
Wheelchair tribute is no more--Susannah's got legs and she (mostly) knows how to use them!
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His grin was a bit more subdued at that. He knew some people that would be less than happy to see him out and about with a tribute.
But, well...fuck em.
Taking the edge of her skirt, he went to flick it up. To get a better look at her legs. Of course.
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Susannah makes a clucking sound with her tongue. "In the bedroom, Mister." Her voice, however, is light and teasing.
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"Why I was just trying to appreciate the detailed painting, my love. Whatever are you implying?"
But he couldn't keep the grin off his face even long enough for the joke to work.
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With a shit eating grin, he moves his arms to sweep her up as he stands, lifting her against his chest as he goes.
"These things look a little delicate anyway. I better keep them off the ground, I think."
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