[ Emotions are tricky things. She knows that from experience; from the people she knows back home, from the people she's met here. It's complicated. A tangle that she can't quite undo. But she savors it all the same. There's still something good here. There's something worth preserving, worth holding onto. She kisses Cellinia; she allows it to linger, even through that call of cut. A little act of defiance, perhaps, or maybe just too lost in something she genuinely enjoys.
She breathes out and then finally, finally breaks away, cradling her close for a few moments longer as the scene starts to break apart. As there's things they need to do, elements to change. More filming to get to. It's irritating and she'd like to tell them to fuck off, but...
Well.
She can't, can she? Red closes her eyes and gently bumps her forehead into Cellinia's. ]
Guess we better get a move on.
[ Although she imagines the next scene is likely to be much more of a "performance" than this one. ]
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She breathes out and then finally, finally breaks away, cradling her close for a few moments longer as the scene starts to break apart. As there's things they need to do, elements to change. More filming to get to. It's irritating and she'd like to tell them to fuck off, but...
Well.
She can't, can she? Red closes her eyes and gently bumps her forehead into Cellinia's. ]
Guess we better get a move on.
[ Although she imagines the next scene is likely to be much more of a "performance" than this one. ]
Good to see you again, though.