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Post by Yumi Tasukai on May 18, 2018 11:00:03 GMT -4
A continuation of this threadPatting down the edges of her shorts as she came out of the building, her once pants still smouldering till she managed to pat out the last of the embers against her thighs, Yumi started looking about for whoever had managed to grab her jacket while the test course was briefly reset, thinking she caught her jacket having fallen on the floor when she was suddenly blinded by a jacket getting thrown in her own face, a little on edge from the course and yelping as she found her face entirely covered by the jacket, muffled sounds coming out until she managed to yank it off her face, the speed of the throw having it wrap around her head like a layer of clingfilm. "Mmmf!" She managed to just barely catch the boy rushing into the course, glaring a little but smirking once she realized it was her jacket, crossing her arms and waiting for him to come back out, watching what little she could from the windows at this distance, but mostly hearing a few distinctive thwacks and cracks of the pop-outs through the walls. Seemed he was a little more combat orientated than her at least. By the time he was on his way out, Yumi had moved to sit down on the bleachers, propping her chin up on her hand with her elbow resting on her knee, flashing him a smirk as he came over to rest his butt, flicking her arms into her jacket, letting it hang loose on her shoulders and not bothering to zip it up. "Nice work in there. Was hard to keep track of time in there, but I think you beat me." She leaned back, patting the seat beside her with a casual gaze towards him. "Fancy a seat?~ My lap's open if you wanna rest that tired head o' yours. You looked like you were about to drift off when teach was explaining everything."
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Post by Daimon Darren on May 18, 2018 12:51:11 GMT -4
It was a winded Darren who was heading towards the bleachers. What with all the jumping around and kicking around and punching around, he had been using his quirk quite liberally. As an extension of his body, it’s usage was physically tiring, but the instantaneous momentum he generated in his body had the disadvantage of exposing his body to a lot of G-forces.
When mankind invented the monoplane fighter, and later on the jet engine during the second world war, they gained a much better understanding of the effects of acceleration in the human body. Simply put, the human body is a bag of flesh and fluids, and these fluids need to run around everywhere from the feet to the brain. If you ever shook a transparent bottle of water, you know how liquids jiggle around when you shake their container. When a plane made a tight turn, the centrifugal force exposed the pilot to artificial gravities up to ten times that of the earth, forcing the blood to the feet and the pilot to black out.
This is essentially what happened to Darren. While the use of his quirk exposed him to G-forces in all directions, reducing the chances of a blackout, the flow of blood to his brain was still erratic and he often felt dizzy for a moment while his circulation adjusted. He was tough enough that he could ignore it for the most part in combat, but he had his limits just like everyone.
As he got to the bench, he noticed the redhead sitting here. She hadn’t even bothered to close her jacket. Right now, Darren was thankful for his messed up blood circulation. She was smiling, or maybe smirking.
"Nice work in there. Was hard to keep track of time in there, but I think you beat me."
He flashed his own smirk. Forgotten was the embarrassing situation she got him in -- that you got yourself into, Darren -- no shut up -- as there was no better way to make the blonde delinquent happy than stroking his ego. He gladly popped his butt down next to the girl.
And then, she caught him completely off-guard. If he’d like to rest her head on her lap? Fuck yeah, he would, but for all his bluster and flirtatious behavior, Darren had one problem.
He had very little idea how to girl at all.
He looked nice enough, sure, but he usually carried the reputation of a violent delinquent, the kind of which the average Japanese schoolgirl tended to stay away from, and as such he was cruelly lacking in experience with the fairer sex. His mentality made him comfortable enough around people, and his constant joking around made flirting easy, but he had little to no idea how to react when a girl flirted back, and even less when he was being flirted with out of the blue.
This time he lost the mental battle against the red tide and his cheeks flushed for a second. His gaze darted away, but he righted himself quickly. He was a delinquent, god damn it, and he wasn’t about to lose a staring contest to a girl, damn it. You already did, his brain told him. Shut the fuck up, he told his brain. He was gonna say yes, wasn’t he? This was too good to pass up, right? And then he remembered the torn shorts and open jacket and the personalities and his brain short-circuited for a second, leaving the much more incompetent Darren in the driver’s seat.
“I… I’m fine! I just needed to be jolted awake and uh... I mean...“ His brain came back online, scolded him for being an idiot and kicked him out of the driver’s seat. “I guess a girl throwing her jacket at you will wake you up alright”, he said with a renewed smirk. "What's your name?"
See, that’s how you fucking do it, his brain told him. He didn’t have a snarky retort this time. Maybe he ought to let his brain in charge more often.
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on May 18, 2018 13:08:39 GMT -4
Yumi was never intentionally flirty or provocative, she just liked a sense of freedom with who she was intimate with, and if the offer of a thigh pillow brought someone comfort, hey she got some hair to pet and soothe herself with in the process, so why should she find it at all bad that she got to share some comfort in turn? As Darren's response seemed oddly delayed, Yumi's lips curled into a small smile, one that could perhaps be misinterpreted as a sly smirk. She was patient, and could wait for the gears to get working again, though she did get a small giggle escaping her as he took a seat, politely refusing the offer of the lap pillow. Maybe she was just faintly dissapointed, but with the scruffiness of it, maybe she could find another excuse to toy with his hair later.~
Still, with him taking a seat beside her she inched just a little closer, sitting down the height difference between them was just a tad more pronounced given a lot of Yumi's height was in her legs, and she was perhaps a little oblivious to the view that provided Darren, especially as she leaned along the length of the bench, propping herself up on one hand, one leg crossed over the other.
"Name's Yumi, Yumi Tasukai." She offered across her right hand for a shake, and if Darren offered his hand, she'd specifically wrap her hand around the inside of his wrist in a more 'bro' nature shake that'd ultimately force them to inch a little closer too, looking the short distance up into his eyes and speaking fairly confidently, oblivious that even the short distance between them meant he'd naturally have to look 'down' in some manner.
"Electricity generator quirk. Yourself?~" Her lips curled into a genuine smirk this time, curious to see what kinda quirks her teammates were working with.
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Post by Daimon Darren on May 18, 2018 15:42:28 GMT -4
Never before had Darren met a girl with such a concept of personal space, or rather such an absence of the concept. She was nice enough not to mock his blabbering, but then, oblivious to the fact the boy was not used to it at all, she edged a little closer, almost leaning against him. She crossed her legs, in a way that he couldn’t tell anymore if she was being flirty or just crossing her legs like a normal person.
She gave him her name and offered her hand. “I’m Darren”, he answered, grabbing her hand. His expectations of a soft, girly handshake were quickly dashed when she pulled him even closer with one of them bro handshakes, confusing the boy. They were really close now. Darren paused for a second, thanking whoever might be up above or down below for the absence of cleavage in sports bras as he tried his hardest to maintain eye contact. The girl was a little shorter than he was, meaning he could still see the underwear her open jacked revealed in the corner of his eye. “Daimon Darren”, he added, like he was James Bond, but sounding a lot less cool than the British secret agent.
She then asked about his quirk, and he welcomed the distraction. He slapped himself mentally, his brain telling him that he would be in a world of shit if he’d turn into this shambling mess every time a hot girl got close to him. He managed to regain a fair amount of confidence in his voice as he spoke about his quirk. “I can create instantaneous momentum in my body and fling myself around, it’s pretty fun. Think of it like a slingshot and I’m the rock.”. He showed her by jabbing at the air in front of him a few times, driving his left hand back and forth with small activations of his quirk. "I can also do that", he added with a smile that wanted to be confident. It was close enough. Punching, even at nothing, seemed to do wonders to his confidence.
He didn’t want an awkward silence again, so he quickly thought of something to pursue the conversation. “Soooo… Do you usually fight topless?” Darren’s brain facepalmed as much as a brain was physically able to. He meant to say ‘shirtless’, but with his blood flow coming back to normal, he wasn’t thinking entirely with his brain anymore. Own it, he thought, adding a big dumb smile. It was the kind of dumb joke he usually made, after all. Slowly but surely, he was getting used to this red-haired chick with no sense of personal space and her personality(ies).
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on May 18, 2018 16:05:27 GMT -4
Yumi might come to learn how potentially uncomfortable she was making her little chat buddy in time, but for now she was just enjoying the company a little too much. With the shake over, she pulled her arm back and leaned back on both of her elbows, propping them against an elevated bench in the bleachers behind the one they were both already sitting on, eyes drifting back to the other students, watching the next in line charge into the course before focusing back on...Daimon was it? She smiled a little as she tried to commit his name to memory. "Daimon. Always find the tough boys have D names. Dave, Daimon, Derrick." She shrugged at her silly observation and looked ahead again, still giving Daimon an ear, but flicking her eyes between the other students, and him, though she was at least sure to give him her full attention when he used his quirk. "Instant momentum?" She watched the display and tried to take in what he was saying. It felt a little...off? Like, surely anyone could jump in a direction, but if it was instant he probably didn't need the jump. Heck maybe he could just dart to opponents without taking a step. The more she thought about it, the brighter her smile got, and soon enough she was leaning forward with a bright grin, arms resting over her legs. "That actually sounds pretty cool. Some training and I bet you could pull off some kung-fu movie stuff. Hey you ever tried and do one of those 'dynamic entry' kicks? Like, where a guy sticks out his leg and flies a couple meters through the air?" Feeling she wasn't describing that well enough, she stood up, and crouched down to jump. "Sorta like...This!" She briefly jumped up, pulling that pose and just barely managing to put her legs back under herself before she fell on her ass, snickering at herself as she took a second to re-balance, resting her hands on her knees. "Yeah like...that...but in a direction? I dunno, sounds like something you could do but I guess it must be a bit goofy huh?~" Sitting back down and leaning on the higher bleachers again, she crossed her legs a little more casually with her ankle resting on her knee, eyes drifting back to Daimon. "Still, pretty cool quirk." With his own question coming soon enough, she snickered into her palm, bursting out into a brief series of giggles and tilting her head back with a playful sigh. "Ah I just didn't wanna ruin my jacket. If you didn't notice I kept my pants on and...well. I'm sure if they had a say in the matter they'd have preferred they were left behind too." She tugged a little at the edge of her now-shorts, accidentally tearing off a scorched strand of fabric and flicking it away idly. "My power's a sort of...erratic discharge of electrical energy. My gym clothes aren't immune to it, but thankfully my underwear is. Or at least...retardent? That the word?" She shrugged, not getting too bogged down in a specific like that. "Short version, if I'd have worn the jacket, it probably would have been burnt to fuck anyway, so thanks for holding onto it for me handsome.~" She flashed him a playful wink, nudging his bicep with a light jab of her elbow.
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Post by Daimon Darren on May 18, 2018 22:38:02 GMT -4
Despite her relative, er, promiscuity, this girl was pretty easy to talk to. Darren could relax a little and be a lot more like himself again. Long forgotten was that silly thought of letting his brain take charge more often.
“You can call me by my first name,” he answered to her musings on the supposed toughness of men whose name began with D, surprised that such a girl would be so polite when it came to names. “Guess I’m extra tough since I got that double D,” he said. Like you. He laughed internally at his dumb joke. Dare we, brain? Fuck it, let’s go. “Like you.” He added with the same dumb smile, hoping to elicit the same reaction of laughter. Hell, if she was comfortable with it. He almost dared to pastiche her wink too.
On the subject of his quirk and it’s potential for dynamic entries, he got up for a little demonstration after the girl’s own -- which didn’t fail to make him smile. “I guess that would work, but it’d be a little telegraphed. I like to do this.”
He squatted ever so slightly and suddenly jumped an abnormal height, with the characteristic high-pitched whoosh the displacement of air provoked when he activated his quirk at fifty percent power. At the same time, he used a smaller activation in his left knee for a rising flying knee to the chin. While suspended in mid-air from the leftover momentum that air friction hadn’t bled, he used a second activation to get down, as if he was a kite whose kid just violently pulled the string, and a third, harder-to-notice one to brake before his feet touched the ground, so he didn’t slam himself on the bleachers so hard. At high power, he could very bust his own knees if he wasn't careful with that.
With a smile, he turned around and regained his place next to the girl. “That’s pretty much what I do. Thing is, it shakes my blood around a fair bit, and no blood to the brain is kind of a no-go.” With a grin, he casually added that he could very well black himself out if mid-air if he didn’t pay attention. “I’m used to it, but you’d probably get knocked out by that,” he bragged. He nodded approvingly when she said it was a pretty cool quirk.
The conversation shifted on her quirk and its disadvantages, mainly the state of undress it tended to get her into. And there she was throwing Darren off his game again, casually ripping bits of her short, winking and jabbing at him. He couldn’t help but wonder if he was a special case or if she flirted like that with everyone, kind of like he more or less intentionally did. He shrugged it off best he could, shrugging physically. “No problem, I guess. So then… You’re gonna fight villains in your underwear?” He scratched his chin, looking away as if he was seriously considering the prospect. “Hey, I guess it’s distracting for the enemy,” he snarked.
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on May 18, 2018 23:23:32 GMT -4
"Oh so Darren's your first name? Sorry, I guess I thought you were doing some james bond name. Ya know, last name, first name, last name?" She shrugged casually and simply recited. "Darren it is. And hey, guess you are lucky you got that double D like-" Just as she was about to say 'me', Darren beat her to it and she couldn't help but chuckle, resting a hand over the top of her sports bra and smirking a little more cheekily as she put on a more flirty, but playfully so, tone. "Why I'm afraid these are more soft than tough, so I guess that's a sign you must be a little softie on the inside huh?~" Glad to see, or hear at least that Darren was warming up to her enough to make such a comment, she offered him a genuine and far less cheeky smile to show they were both good. She didn't mind jokes or comments like that, heck she took pride in 'em.
Watching Darren perform and explain his power a little more clearly, Yumi tilted her head back, almost whistling as he rose up into the air so swiftly but not even having the time as he was back on the ground before she could really think to make the witty little sound. Instead she gave a more genuine smile and a little bit of a clap to go with it. "Hey it's certainly an impressive quirk even with the drawbacks." She briefly thought about making some comment about the blood not being in his head anyway, but she wasn't quite witty enough to make it work.
"Oh, no actually. I've been talking to some of the staff and apparently I might be able to get an insulated suit! See er...as potent as my power can be, its a bit erratic. Bit of a friendly fire situation all the time. So, I thought maybe I could get a suit or something to help me control it ya know? Apparently I might be getting it soon but...eeeh I dunno. They're taking their time on it I guess. In the meantime I get to fry off my gym clothes...though I guess it would make a pretty good distraction.~" She smirked and lightly teased back, though since they were getting a little more comfy...
She casually reached across, pinching his zip and smirking as she tugged it down just a few inches. "How bout you?~ Anything to distract the ladies with under there?~" She clearly stopped her pulling soon enough, showing she was more teasing than actually going to pull it off him.
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Post by Daimon Darren on May 19, 2018 10:50:36 GMT -4
The more comfortable he got around the girl, the farther she went. He was too much of a Darren to admit it to himself, but he realized he was experiencing what it was like talking to him, with all his wisecracks and double entendres.
Well, except he never grabbed his crotch and joked how hard it was. His double D joke was about the farthest as he went, but this girl was in a league of her own. The blonde delinquent even felt a tinge of respect. He knew what it was like carrying a reputation, and he knew what girls usually thought about the kind of girl Yumi was and the kind of rumors they likely spread.
Still, there she was joking about her boobs and him being a softie on the inside. He was anything but a softie inside right now with his circulation back to normal, and he was trying his hardest to hide it, like 16 years old boys thought they ought to do in front of a hot girl. “I.. Uh… I’m as hard as they come!”
As TOUGH as they come, dumbass, said his brain. It seemed like he couldn’t speak the words he wanted to speak anymore. Think the subconscious is behind this? asked Darren. Fuck no, I'm not talking to that weirdo, answered his brain. Oh well, guess it was one more thing for Darren to own now. He was really gonna get a reputation now, wasn’t he?
He welcomed the distraction of Yumi complimenting his quirk and talking about her own. Apparently, an insulating super-suit was in the works. He pictured the girl in a skin-tight latex suit. It did not help his ‘condition’ down below. It was right then that the girl delivered the coup-de-grâce. She casually grabbed the zipper of his jacket and pulled it down.
Darren instinctively took a step back, as if he was being attacked. There was no battle this time; the red wave peacefully occupied his face as he was trying to regain his composure. His zipper was three-quarters of the way down -- it only opened more when he recoiled --, hinting at his chest.
He didn’t know what to do. Pull it back up? Like some weak-ass bitch? What if someone walked in on them, with his jacket halfway off and Yumi two strips of fabric away from being in her underwear? He considered briefly how it might shift his reputation -- as a former delinquent he thought a lot about reputation. But the fact of the matter was, he was still a shambling mess at a loss for words in front of the redhead whom he didn't even have time to find a nickname for, as he was desperately trying to think of something, anything to say or do, but he couldn't find a cool justification to his reflex of stepping back.
His zipper was still hanging dumbly around the height of his belly button. It seemed like he was gonna have to take that L.
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on May 19, 2018 11:44:53 GMT -4
Yumi was more than a little surprised to hear the sound of a couple dozen zip-layers coming undone, barely letting go of the zipper in time as Darren took himself back and away, watching as his bare chest flashed through the semi-open gap and blushing just faintly herself, though honestly more from the surprise of his pull away than the view. If anything...it was a nice view, but not one she focused on, as she shifted her gaze back to his eyes and let out a faintly nervous chuckle of her own, entirely at a loss of what to do right now.
Should...should she say something? Her fingers slowly curled into her palm as her brain started to race, her cheeks warming up a little more in the process. She made a dry gulp that felt like she was swallowing her tongue as her nails dug just a little into her palm. She just...actually what did she do? She was on autopilot right now. She was sure she was moving, standing up, stepping closer...okay apparently she was holding the zip again and resting a free hand on his torso through the jacket, just steadying the fabric as she zipped it back up. "Er...sorry about that..." She flashed up a faint smirk as she met his gaze, clearing her throat and blindly stepping back till the bench bumped against her calve.
She sat back down, and tugged at the front of her shirts, her more nervous face jolting to attention as she heard a small rip, forgetting the frail state of her shorts and grumbling as she turned her eyes off to the side, idly tossing a tiny shred of burned fabric off to the side. She scratched her cheek, looking for something to say and just-
"...Nice pecks." Yeah brain. THAT was what to go with right now...sure they WERE nice as far as she could tell but dammit we were going for LESS awkward here.
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Post by Daimon Darren on May 19, 2018 16:41:04 GMT -4
It seemed even Yumi had her limits, because for the first time Darren ever saw the girl’s cheeks match her hair. He caught her peeping and nervously chuckling too. She caused his confidence to perk up just like she caused other things to perk up.
She was still red-faced and she looked unsure what to do. There was an awkward silence as the two teenagers in various states of undress stared at each other, but then the girl got up, walked towards him, and closed his jacket for him, putting a hand on his chest. The red tide took advantage of the confusion to launch a mean counteroffensive on his cheeks, but his defense held tight. He let her do, trying his best not to look too tense, happy to have the question of whether he should close his jacket like a little bitch answered to him. Plus, it felt nice.
There was definetly not a lot of blood going to Darren’s brain right now.
He was getting somewhat used to the girl’s antics now. She was even kinda cute right now, almost tumbling backward to her seat, scratching her cheek, looking just like he must have looked a second ago. She was just as much at a loss for words as he’d been a second ago, until she blurted out something that made him break into a fit of laughter.
He wasn’t even trying to make fun of her; it was a nervous reaction at first. He didn’t even knew why he found it so funny, but the fact she drew the line at undressing people only fueled Darren’s laughter more. “Aaaah... Sorry, that was nervous. And you have nice...” He stopped, on purpose this time, giving her a knowing look. The both of them knew exactly how that sentence ended without him needing to spell it out. He figured it was funnier if he didn’t say it. He was back to turning everything into a joke; back to being Darren proper.
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on May 19, 2018 16:51:44 GMT -4
Yumi was just fiddling with the start of her ponytail when the laughter came, blushing a deeper more embaressed shade of red till she realized it was probably just how silly it was to break the tension that way, chuckling a little herself, if still red in the cheeks, ruffling the red bangs on the right side of her head where they were thicker. "Yeah yeah I'm a perv too sue me.~"
At his own compliment, though unfinished, it took just a second to register as she glanced down to her well rounded sports bra, snickering a little more loudly into her palm, and closing her jacket up halfway, leaving the zip undone just where her sports bra stopped so she wasn't flashing much more skin than a deep neckline would give her. Her pants were still a mess but that wasn't so easy a fix.
"Yeah, so I've been told.~" She flashed back a playful wink as she started to get her nerves back, shrugging off the last of the jitters from their awkward moment before beaming back up at him. "Ah in all seriousness though, you're pretty chill. My mom kept warning me to be on my best behavior and crap when I came here since this school is brand new and junk but...good to see some of the people round here can have a good laugh and stuff." She looked back, as if peering into her own mind a little, and bobbed her head. "Darren...got it. Not gonna forget it now.~"
She glanced past him as some sounds came from the test building, the next student just finishing their run of the course or maybe just smashing an extra window, hard to say, but it did remind her they were still technically in class, and she gave Darren back her attention. "Hey, why don't we watch the others for a bit? Then maybe later we can...I dunno. Grab some lunch? I know a sweet sandwhich place just off campus, we can book it there and back with plenty of time."
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Post by Daimon Darren on May 19, 2018 18:18:15 GMT -4
And now, he was the one embarrassing her, enough that she turned red like a tomato for a second or two before she joined him. Laughter was a powerful weapon.
“‘Too’? Excuse you, I’m not the one who’s just covering her underwear now,” he snarked as she pulled up the zipper on her jacket. With a (sorta) proper shirt on, she looked almost like a normal girl if one could make abstraction of the torn shorts that used to be pants. “And whose shorts’ life is literally hanging by a thread,” he added, thinking he was so slick with his dumb jokes.
He was unfazed by her winks now, figuring that was just how she was. Then, more compliments, which was music to Darren’s ears. He gave her a thumb’s up as his answer, though he wasn’t sure he could really be described as a “chill” individual. The blonde delinquent was quite aware of the image he gave off. He caught himself wondering if they’d keep getting along once she would see him fight, see his battle-crazed smile. Maybe she’d relate, the both of them having been outcasts in their previous schools -- one too violent, the other too flirty.
Well, for now they were getting along alright, and he wasn’t gonna start acting different for the sake of her beautiful ass. He had his delinquent’s pride, or perhaps it was just plain old pride, and he wouldn’t apologize for being who he was, and who he was was a shit-talking violence-loving brawler. Having reassured himself of all this while she was looking away, he gave her his attention again when she proposed they’d watch the others and go eat lunch.
“Well, I’d watch the others, but our school didn’t spring for them nice cameras. I mean, if you like staring at a house…” His eternal dumb smile adorned his lips once again. He knew what she meant, but fuck if he wasn’t taking every opportunity to say dumb shit. “Sandwiches sound cool, though.”
With that, the delinquent slouched back into his seat, watching the others pour out the building one person at a time. Soon enough, rescue class was over, and their anime-looking teacher would grade them.
In the meantime, Darren was daydreaming about this sandwich. He was getting quite hungry. [Exit]
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on May 19, 2018 18:42:00 GMT -4
Smirking a little at the comment about the camera, Yumi supposed that was true. A quirk or two might give a light show through the windows, but really it was just watching smashed windows, than a bashed open door a handful of minutes later. Leaning back on a bleacher behind her, she'd idly wave to a student just finishing up and dip her head back to watch the clouds, her ponytail curling around the bleachers and dangling just above the ground as she crossed her legs again.
"Yeah, but it's early days. Maybe they'll set up something like that next time...I mean, the teach has to be watching everything that goes in there somehow right? Think he has some observation quirk? Or did he have some I-pad he was watching and I just not see?~" She smirked at the playful idea of the teacher micro-managing the course with a tablet, but she was pretty sure she hadn't seen anything in his hands...ah well...with a soft chuckle, half at a thought passing through her head, and half at a wang shaped cloud, she commented idly, somewhat to herself.
"Just don't be surprised if I'm suddenly not so hot after you've seen me eat. This quirk comes with an appetite okay? You've been warned.~"
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Post by Deleted on May 21, 2018 0:32:49 GMT -4
Y'all wild. - Yumi - 23 EXP
- Double D - 26 EXP
Loved reading it. A good mixture between awkward, flirty and, as a result, hilarious. Hope to see more from these two down the line! Til next time.
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