𝘽𝙪𝙯𝙯 𝙊𝙛𝙛. @LAB8HORNET

Buzz—

Coffee and honey. . . The only way to wake her up in the morning.

It’s been a long day for her Give the bee a hug. . .

. . . She’ll— She’ll hold both too. . .

Might just hold her hand back. . .

stretching after a morning flight. she’s still a little stiff. . .

grasp as she began to plummet towards the ground. Hitting it with a thud, she laid motionless. Her suits visor now parting open to reveal Hives face. Her breathing moved from its rhythm to a more panic beat as she laid down.

overwhelming her as various suit warnings began to blare in her ears. The shock soon began to spread to her nerves, every part of her body flaring up as electricity began to ripple through her veins. With a pained grunt, her suits leg disconnected. Hive slipping out of his—

The Hornet hit the wall with a thud, wings recoiling as she regained her senses. Her arm began to swing forwards in an attempt to land a punch before being stopped as a current began to surge through her body. Her equipment began to short-circuit, a flood of panic—

❝ could you pass the honey?. ❞

looking worse for wear.

as she began to plummet towards the ground. Stabilising herself as she fell, jets kicked back. Sending her flying back toward him. A metallic heel raised in order to strike. ❝ You’re making this too 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮 for me. ❞ Her boot met its mark, though her armour was already—

Her breathing steadied into a rhythmic pulse, her eyes darting back and forth to keep up with him. The cluster of projectiles broke off, scattering onto the walls missing their targets as the bee hovered in place. Her guard was dropped, a fist quickly finding her face—

soared from her arm. Acting in accordance, the bee soon took flight. Despite the cramped conditions, she manoeuvred to the best of her ability. Following her volley with a stream of steady fire from her arms. ❝ I’ll 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩 an apology out of you if I have to. ❞

ㅤㅤ An emotionless visage remained, her expression masked by a metallic glare. The soft hum of machines soon turned to a blaring symphony of the sounds of jets. ❝ Fine, Hive’s got you in the pipe 5x5. 𝙀𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜. ❞ Without another word, a cluster of missiles—

Her voice distorted by the mask as she came to her feet. ❝ I’ll give you one chance to apologise. It’ll be a lot cleaner if you do. ❞ A mechanical whirr filled the air as her arm raised, its cannons emitting a soft glow.

Her snide expression shifted almost immediately, the bolt arcing through the air to strike her chest. Instantaneously electricity surged through her body, her visor clasping shut across her face as her defensive capabilities engaged. ❝ Low blow. . . ❞—

❝ 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚. I’m not exactly going to take orders from the guy in a 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙙 dress. ❞

@TheCheatedChamp ❝ Hive. It’s a pleasure. ❞ Her wings began to flap slowly as she stared upwards, returning pearls smile with one of her own. ❝ So, you ready? ❞

❝ Ever feel the freedom of soaring through the sky? 𝙉𝙤? Do you wanna? ❞

@KillerAutopsy ❝ Cmon Val, you gotta live a little. Ya gotta give it a try. ❞