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Post by Sonya Chernova on Nov 1, 2019 16:40:59 GMT -4
11:42 PM - Tokyo City - Entertainment District
A pale dusk broke over Tokyo City, in more ways than one. An ashen skinned woman with eyes of the deepest black that reflected the sheen of her hair stood amidst a crowd of photographers. She smiled, tilting her neck to acknowledge one while showing the rest the jewelry that decorated her ear and throat. The skin-tight tiara that wrapped her crown glittered bright against a dozen camera flashes. A pair of men stood close by, ready to intervene if any got too close.
"Miss Nojiko! Miss Nojiko! Who are you wearing this evening?" One finally dared to ask, a woman in her mid twenties, an investigative reporter with nothing holding her back from the big scoop. The others had maintained a respectful silence while they snapped pictures not wishing to ruin the opportunity that this rare photoshoot gave them. Kamaki Nojiko did not spare her time on just any occasion.
Nojiko stopped and glanced in the direction of the woman, offering her a genuine smile; "That is a surprise, I am working very closely with someone...very special to me...on a new project. As you can see;" She said, gesturing to the form fitting dress that adorned her body, white with thin black lines that were angled to accentuate her features. A pale blue light flickered on her collar before dimming. She seemed to grow distant for a moment before glancing at the reporter.
"But you're invited to find out. I'll give your office a call," She cooed, before waving to the reporters who had all begun shouting.
"Thank you friends! That's enough for one day~"
2:23 AM - Tokyo City - Elysian Garden Hotel - Room 2213
A pale white glow caught the walls in its clutches. Whispers clung to the sheets and smiles were etched into the glass; the world was distant but so close at the same time - like a swirling vortext of emotion and desire. Obsession turned to resentment turned to need and twisted in on itself to become something alien and unknowable. Silk sighed and breaths rustled. Another flash of pale white light, another blaze of glory, pain that meant nothing to one and a freedom to feel that the other hadn't experienced in decades.
A dizzying cacophony of light, sound, heat, and emotion burned out of control in room 2213.
4:16 AM - Tokyo City - Elysian Garden Hotel - Street Outside
From the street a few could see a figure standing at one of the balconies looking down at them. She, for it could only have been a woman that could have glowed with such angelic light, lingered only for a time. Some believed it could have been a ghost, watching the world trail by. To their shock, the strange ghostly woman was retrieved from the balcony by some manner of red eyed demon that dragged her away with a terrible laugh.
No one believed the guy who said he found a lipstick stained cigarette on the ground after she disappeared.
7:51 AM - Tokyo City - Elysian Garden Hotel - Room 2213
The sound of spinning lenses was so faint that only one with spectacular hearing could have made it out, yet to Sonya it sounded like a storm inside her head. She let out a half hearted groan, her eyelids parting and the pink light of her glowing eyes casting upon the walls. She shifted in the sheets, sunlight pouring in on her and cancelling out her quirk. Her body was a soothing pale with not a flicker of glow to show for it-that eased her a little. She extended a leg, feeling the silk and cotton slip off of it. Ah...she was naked.
She tilted her head, trying to remember for a moment. Who? Was it one of her usual playthings? She'd never invited them to the Elysian. She could only imagine how spoiled one of those sad young things would become if she'd done such a foolish thing. College girls were such a-muscle? She brushed her arm against the body next to her and stiffened, her mind catching up and a tremor going through her body. She tilted her head again, this time taking in the bronzed skin, blonde hair, and red horn. A smile somewhere between chagrin, curiosity, and self-applause played across her face.
Well well... that went better than she had expected. She didn't hate it either.
She frowned, that was an odd thought. She sat up, steadying herself on the bed with a dainty hand. Silver hair cascaded over her body, protecting her from sight. She stared at the wall for a moment. Why had her mind gone there? She rolled her jaw, mulling it over. She hadn't hated the previous night. It wasn't terrible. Hell, she'd enjoyed the company of someone who wasn't terrified of her for once. She chewed her lip and glanced back at her; Mia Kearney, Red Horn, the Number One Hero, and as far as today's society was concerned-her ultimate enemy.
Did she even care?
She leaned in and placed a hand on Mia's abdomen. "Well... that was nice," She murmured, hooded eyes glowing a pink light blazed against Mia's skin. Small talk after a night like that almost felt silly, but she had nothing else on her mind after something like that. She examined a faint nail mark on Mia's side and cocked a grin, tracing a finger along it. "...whoops."
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Post by Mia Kearney on Nov 11, 2019 12:38:41 GMT -4
Mia woke up without a headache, and a warm feeling washing over her body. Not unusual for the Oni. She worked so hard any good nights rest could come with a pleasant sensation across her relaxed muscles, and in terms of her headache, given how difficult it was for her to get drunk…well that solved itself really. What was different however was the fine bedsheets she felt against her side. While her own bed wasn’t too bad, it definitely whatever she was lying in right now. She blinked her eyes slowly open as she felt a hand brush over her abs, and smirked with a tired, barely awake playfulness.
“Well…looks like I bagged one hell of a beaut.” She’d smirk, liiiikely having drank a fair bit once they started to have fun together, so her memory was still coming back to her. What she could see in the here and now however was a beautiful, drop damn gorgeous and fine little maiden with a naughty little glint to her gaze even as she was waking up. “Nice is an understatement. I mean I’m just wakin’ up to you and I’m already thinkin’ this is gonna be a fantaaastic day…~” She felt a slight singe of pain and looked down over herself, smirking as she looked over the nail mark, taking the other woman’s hand and pressing it flat against her abs. “Eh don’t worry about it. Average goon’s done worse than that. Least I had a bit of fun to get that mark eh?~”
She gave a teasing smirk, lightly sticking her tongue out between her tusks before throwing her weight up and leaning back on her elbows as she tried to sit up a little, yawning loudly as she warmed into the day, a hand running back through her wild blonde mane. “Hey er…I’m still waking up, but to avoid some embaressment incase I don’t remember…can I get your name again?~”
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Post by Sonya Chernova on Nov 18, 2019 15:54:42 GMT -4
Sonya pulled the sheets up around her body a little, leaning into the woman's grip around her wrist. She laughed, feeling the firmness beneath her fingers. Goodness, this was... different from what she was used to. She turned her head and looked out the window, pulling away as Mia sat up in full. Her copious silver locks fell over her back and shoulders, leaving her an elegant mess. A small smile played on her lips; "Flatterer..." Sonya teased, tapping the giant on the knee with a carefully manicured finger. "Keep it then, as long as you can," She insisted, inwardly surprised at the intimacy of her own statement.
She pulled her hand away from the pro-hero and turned to the window. The sunlight made her skin tingle uncomfortably and she pulled her feet back up on the bed, glaring at the unkind orb of fire in the sky. She drew her own fingers through her hair and straightened her back, turning away from Mia for a moment to compose herself. With the sun beating on her skin like this she was effectively defenseless and she did not want the hero picking up on that, even if there was no reason for hostility, yet.
Then she had to ask one of the dumbest-god help her. Sonya closed her eyes and broke into a wide smile, she didn't turn back until it was under control. Was she just attracted to people with power? Or was it something else? The blatant lack of decorum that the woman presented herself with? Sonya didn't know. What she did know was she did not mind giving this woman her name, one more time.
"Sonya Chernova," Sonya said, placing both hands on the bed and turning fully to face Mia. "My lady works too~" She was only half-serious. Most of her subordinates referred to her that way but she didn't expect it from anyone outside her circle of influence. | 335 WORDS NOTES
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Post by Mia Kearney on Nov 25, 2019 10:29:53 GMT -4
Mia had a brief smirk on her lips as the other woman suggested she keep the mark as long as possible, letting out a low chuckle as she briefly brushed her hand over it. Given her hero costume it wasn’t exactly a mark that’d stay hidden, and given she tended to heal off most wounds from criminals before her next day of work… “Geeze really? Everyone’s gonna be wondering what sorta criminal managed to leave such a mark on me.” She’d stick out her tongue lightly between her tusks before shifting a little more towards the edge of the bed, resting her feet on the floor as she stretched her arms up over the back of her head with a dull little growl in the pit of her throat.
Asking Sonya her name was perhaps a mild embaressment, but it was a bit of a wild night, and as many times as she’d probably said the girl’s name last night she needed to make sure she knew it while her memories were still returning to her. She’d glance over her shoulder with a soft smirk to her, letting out. “Mia…but most people tend to know that already these days.” She let out an idle scoff before pushing up off the bed, walking around it to sonya’s side, having noticed how she writhed a little with the sunlight leaking in, and adjusting her curtains till the light no longer shined on her. It was still leaking into the room, but no longer blaring in her face or making the whole room light up.
“Well.” She began with a light smile to her tone, grabbing her pants and hoisting them up her legs, resting her rear on Sonya’s side of the bed without crowding her. “I’m thinking I’m gonna have a root around and see what you’ve got for breakfast…you fancy anything sex-Sonya?~”
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Post by Sonya Chernova on Dec 22, 2019 13:31:58 GMT -4
Sonya's glowing eyes followed Mia's brushing fingers, her eyes blazing a bit before flicking up to meet her gaze. She smirked, leaning forward just a little and kiss Mia's shoulder; "That's the point, I want people to wonder," Sonya said, letting a bit of hair fall over her face while she pulled away to let Mia stretch. Sonya had to admit, she usually preferred fairer prey but this... this was nice. Mia was so powerful and it drew the white witch like a moth to a flame. She couldn't help but want to get her claws in, to feel the thrill, she, a villain aspiring for greatness had been with the number 1 hero last night.
It had been glorious.
Sonya crossed her legs and drew the sheet around herself, reaffirming her modesty a little. She glanced up when the last bit of light was closed out of the room and gave Mia a grateful smile; "Sensitive," Sonya said absently, looking to the left with hooded eyes at the powerful framed woman that was getting dressed. "I wouldn't mind a treat," Sonya said stiffly, "It's up to you of course," She said, trying to keep her pride in check. | TAG WORDS NOTES
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Post by Mia Kearney on Dec 23, 2019 8:01:24 GMT -4
Mia shot a cheeky look back at the woman sitting in bed at her comment about wanting people to wonder, shaking her head with a light scoff and having to admit she kinda liked the sensual spunk of the woman she’d shared the night with. While she was definitely a womanly figure, Mia had to admit, even though she wasn’t one to talk being so freakishly tall, the woman was a…little smaller, than her usual breed. Not that that itself hadn’t lead to some mildly amusing fun in just how easily Mia managed to toss her about during their night of passion together.
Reaching over as she pulled the blankets around herself, Mia ran a hand over the top of the blanket-made hood along the natural flow of her hair even through the thin sheets, a warm smile on her lips. If Mia was proud of anything in her one night stand lifestyle, it was the after care she could provide a woman as they recovered from the night before, however intense or calm and sensual it may have been in the end. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to get you fuelled up. You just relax okay?”
She’d grab her shirt up off the floor, having came home in her casuals rather than her hero gear, and hooked a plaid button up shirt over her shoulders over that. With her build she didn’t really have the most feminine clothing options, but she tended to prefer the more masculine line ups anyway so she wasn’t one to complain. She’d cheekily shoot the woman in bed a wink, before heading out to the living space of this…hotel? Yeah, seemed to be a hotel or something. The kitchen was kinda bare bones because of that but…she’d make do.
Of course being a hotel all that was available was pre-cooked meals that they’d be charged like hell for, so Mia dialled down to room service and asked for some raw ingrediants. Luckily she had a pan and such to work with, but she’d be adamant to be just provided the raw materials to work with when the poor worker on the other line was likely trained to insist they cook for them. As good as she was sure their chefs were, after an exhausting night of love making, you needed a Red Horn special and nothing less.
Having time to pre-heat the oven and get some heat going, by the time someone came up with the raw ingrediants Mia was ready to go, slipping some bacon, eggs, Sausages, and even a few hashbrowns on the go, with a very light drizzling of butter to give them a bit of gooey flavour soaked into the potato, the smell of a thick American breakfast wafting slowly through the hotel room. To say the least Mia’s own work on the meal was making her more and more starving by the second, which made it a good thing with her diet she’d prepared about 2 servings worth for herself and one for her dainty partner.
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Post by Sonya Chernova on Dec 26, 2019 17:44:59 GMT -4
Sonya was not usually the time to dawdle, and especially not the kind to lay there and linger while someone else took care of her. She'd always been take charge, in control, dominant and aggressive. It was her nature to took what she pleased and push forward every step of the way. So when she found herself laying on the bed, a little peckish, but otherwise relaxed while someone else made sure to take care of her needs; she was surprised at how relaxed she had become. She lay there on the mattress, half exposed, silver sparkling skin brushing against the cool silks and linens of the sheets. Her hair splayed out so far it nearly covered the entire bed. She just watched from afar while Mia handled everything.
It was... nice.
She felt a heat rise to her face. No, not that kind of nice! Just nice! Pleasant! Comfortable! Damn it she was allowed to be pampered every now and then! She deserved this! Maybe she should make her usual playthings treat her like this too.
Like a Goddess.
She smirked; look at you, Ishtar.
The heady scent of an American breakfast woke Sonya after a brief if fitful nap. She sat up immediately, her artificial eyes not allowing her to experience bleariness like other people. Unconsiousness to instant clarity; that was all there was for Sonya. Her lenses focused and refocused until the glowing pink blots of light settled on Mia as she cooked. Sonya slid off the bed, not bothering with robing herself but instead just holding the silk sheet on with about as much enthusiasm as an angsty teen doing anything. She pressed her icy glowing body against Mia's back and mumbled; "Mmmh... looks good, this girl's got a Russian's appetite though... da?" She said, teasing out a bit of her native accent. | TAG WORDS NOTES
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Post by Mia Kearney on Jan 5, 2020 8:04:55 GMT -4
Blinking as she was so engrossed in her cooking she hadn’t noticed the young woman coming up behind her till she pressed into her back, she let out a hearty chuckle and nodded along at the fact she had a diet. “I think I got a bigger diet than you beautiful but I’ll be sure to give you a fair serving. Don’t worry if you can’t handle the Mia Morning Monstrosity though, I’ll have any of your leftovers.~” She winked over her shoulder, flipping the bacon over with her spatula and letting it sizzle a few moments longer before dishing it out onto a plate, managing to fill about 3 plates using all the ingrediants she’d ordered up to the hotel room.
“Like I said… just eat what ya can.~”
Moving to whatever the hotel room had for a dining area, be it an actual table or just a few cozy chairs in the corner, Mia would rest down her plate and lick her lips eagerly, not about to even pretend to be lady like as she scraped her knife and fork against eachother and started to mix forkfuls of meat and egg into a yolkey, gooey mess before shoving it in her maw with a delighted groan. “Soooo…” She’d begin as she swallowed her food back to speak clearly. “How quickly you want me out of here?” She’d ask with a smirk. “No offense but no one who fucks as good as you do tends to want me to stick around.~”
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Post by Sonya Chernova on Jan 7, 2020 4:55:09 GMT -4
Sonya's hands slipped away from around Mei's waist, her glowing eyes flickering a bit while she watched the dish settle down on the table. She stared for a few heart beats; her lips pursed, her eyes moving up to Mai's face again. How strange. She didn't know what to make of it all. Again, her mind just struggled with the sensations that wormed their way through her brain. Finally, she turned to the bed and dropped the sheet entirely, reaching for a button up shirt that had been tossed on the floor and slid it on, buttoning it with steady fingers before turning back to the table and slipping into the seat across from Mai.
She looked down at the food, quirking her lip in a lopsided smile while Mai scarfed it down. She tittered out a laugh, cutting into her own meal and taking a hearty helping and piling it together atop her fork before shoving it all into her mouth. Her cheeks puffed a bit but she chewed slow. She gave Mai a warning look about laughing. As a student Sonya had learned to eat quickly but her own manners wouldn't allow her to eat like a barbarian. So she ended up finding a middle ground.
Mai spoke up and Sonya glanced at her, eyebrows raised; "None taken, you can stay as long as you like. I lose track of time sometimes when I'm here in Elysium," She admitted; "Hunting beautiful women," She said a bit darkly, her lip curling, "The room is good for a few days, so do what you want," She took another, smaller, bite and chewed thoughtfully; "You'd make a good wife, yes," Sonya said offhandedly, tapping the plate with her fork. She dismissed the notion with a chuckle and eased into her chair, crossing her legs; "We should do this again." | TAG WORDS NOTES
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Post by Rubber on Jan 18, 2020 15:55:08 GMT -4
Sonya Chernova: 336 + 15 = 351 exp, total: 3151
Mia Kearney: 113 + 13 exp = 126 exp, total 8476
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