[ She can't help it -- she worries too much and so often, that when Parker flings herself away, Angel follows after to see where she was going. Hands braced on the ledge, looking over, to make sure she's alright until she can't see her anymore. Rolls her eyes in plain affection for Parker's need to -- be Parker.
She goes then, and she doesn't really expect to beat her back, but she's still quick. Heading back towards her room -- and isn't even slightly surprised when she finds Parker already there. Some half formed threat that goes no further than another roll of her eyes, that one day she will just shut that window on one of these planets.
She shuts the door behind her with a click, locking it pointedly. Parker cares a great deal more than she does sometimes about such different things. She turns back to her, dropping her jacket by the door as she comes further into the small room. ]
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She goes then, and she doesn't really expect to beat her back, but she's still quick. Heading back towards her room -- and isn't even slightly surprised when she finds Parker already there. Some half formed threat that goes no further than another roll of her eyes, that one day she will just shut that window on one of these planets.
She shuts the door behind her with a click, locking it pointedly. Parker cares a great deal more than she does sometimes about such different things. She turns back to her, dropping her jacket by the door as she comes further into the small room. ]
Making yourself at home?