Saving Soul

"Adair, let him. I'll put a bullet up there. Then he'll have a reason to be grumpy." Anja stated with a smirk.

"We're going to be traveling close together for two hours," Adair stated flatly. "Can you two at least try to behave?"

"She started it," grumbled Voltaire.

"No." Anja replied flatly. "I'm a bad girl, remember?" She snickered

"Keep being a bad girl and I'll take that ascot back," Adair replied.

Anja pouted. "Aww, don't be that way" She mumbled. "You know you like it when I'm bad"

"Not when I have to listen to both of you bicker for two hours straight I don't," Adair answered. "That applies to you too Taire."

"I know," Voltaire grumbled back.

"I have something more constructive to do for two hours." Anja replied simply.

"Good," both the changelings replied, though with differing tones.

Anja climbed up onto Ava's back and smiled innocently. "You're not even going to ask what it is?"

"I have my suspicions," said Voltaire dryly as both he and Adair climbed aboard.

"Not you." Anja stated. She smiled at Adair. "Him. You're not going to ask?"

"I'll see if I can figure it out myself," Adair replied.

"Really? You want to figure it out yourself?" Anja smirked

"I could probably figure it out," Adair replied with a slight smirk.

"You su~ure?" Anja asked, fingering the neck of her shirt lightly while giving him a lustful look.

"Yeah," Adair replied with smile. "I don't think it'll be that hard."

"Let's see if Ava can fly straight through all this," Voltaire added dryly. "If we all fall then it's your fault."

"Yeah yeah yeah." Anja snickered.

"Is everyone ready?" asked Ava.

"Yeah," Adair replied.

"Okay!" chirped Ava, taking off.

Anja scoot closer to Adair. "Now what was that about me being [i]bad[/]?" She purred

"Well...perhaps just a bit would be alright," Adair replied, wrapping an arm around her.

Voltaire gave a huff of disgust as he turned around. This was going to be a long trip.

"All clothes must stay on okay? Otherwise poor volty might try and jump off and we don't want that." Anja teased lightly, sliding into his lap.

"Why would you try to take clothes off while flying?" Ava asked, confused. "That would make you cold."

"Yes it would," Adair replied, massaging Anja's shoulder. "Which is why clothes will stay on."

"I wouldn't mind." Anja stated, leaning closer to her fiery headed lover. "I have you to keep me warm after all."

"But it could still be cold," Ava interjected.

"Ava, don't bother," Voltaire replied. "There isn't anything logical about this."

Adair ignored them, planting kisses on top of Anja's head.

Anja giggled softly. "You're so naughty" She purred