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“Wow babe…”
Eddie’s appreciation brings a delighted laugh from Flick even as she leans to kiss his cheek, the simple red beret matches the red sweater she’s chosen as Bonnie to his Clyde, the red dress beneath matched perfectly to her outfit, He’s still wearing just a white tank top, his grey slacks hugging his waist beautifully. She pauses, adjusts his hat then his suspenders and hands him the tiny toy gun, moving to pick up the fake rifle and lead him down into the party.
Ro is already leaning into Lady Shaw, her smile slightly soft as she adjusts the woman’s blonde wig, the perfectly formed outfits hug them both, looking exactly like the outfits Shaw would have seen Raffi and Seven wearing in holo-pics. They seem, Flick thinks, content enough when they didn’t want to really dress up.
Six and Baby Drone Shaw are alone in a corner, many of the occupants of the house clearly unhappy that they have chosen to be their old borg selves, but nobody really has the heart to tell them off either.
Movies have been playing all day and Flick smiles as she curls into Eddie as they settle to watch with the majority of the others in the house, Eddie laughing when Flick rolls her eyes.
“One day Teens will leave the house and not run to the basement…”
Still, he thinks, she seems happy enough.