#──꒰ OOC // rio and fordo my beloved 🥺 ꒱

[barrackbvnny]

@arc-77 inbox message: Fordo wraps his arms around Brioola and lifts her up, squeezing her like a stressball.

Being picked up or carried is not uncommon for the Mirialan woman. She’s shorter than any clone in the galaxy, and although packs a decent weight, it seems to happen for frequently than one would think. Today is no acceptation. Being practically scooped up into large arms, and into a hug. She feels squished, but she doesn’t vocalize it, it isn’t like she hates it. However it can be difficult to breathe when a 6’4” clone is gripping at you like a stressball, and unsurprisingly cracking her back.

❛ Uh, Captain- ❜ Rio says a bit strained by the forced weight entrapping her to his chest. He must have missed her while on deployment. That it he really needed to let off steam. Neither is an issue for her. What is an issue however, is her lack of oxygen.

❛ Fordo, please- ❜ She squeaks out almost breathlessly as her face starts to turn purple.

❛ Need to- BREATHE ❜