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Post by Byeol-Su Mae on Jun 29, 2020 9:36:48 GMT -4
| HOW dO YOU REBEL IN A FAMILY OF REBeLS? |
She liked it? She liked it! Well, technically she hadn't even opened the box up and looked inside yet but Ishtar just looked happy to have gotten a gift at all, so that meant she liked it! On top of that she even gave Byeol-Su a pat on the head, and...oh. She opened her arms up, and Byeol-Su face split into a smile that was just a bit too wide for the actual proportions of her face. Without waiting for anything else she stepped in and hugged the, well, almost equally sized adult woman. Immediately she felt how cold she was. It was kind of surprising. Sure, her hair and skin looked like snow but that didn't mean she was literally ice. If that was what made her so cold.
But for Byeol-Su Mae, whose Quirk thrived in the cold, it was very pleasant!
As she stepped back and the elevator began opening and closing as more and more guests arrive, Byeol-Su wouldn't be able to interact with any of them for a bit, because not two seconds after Ishtar released her she was immediately smothered again by a pair of matching, familiar faces. She only managed a squeak of surprise before being sandwiched between Ayame and Suzume, and immediately she fell into a fit of high-pitched giggles. "Ahhh! I missed you two too!" She squealed, trying to figure out how to return this hug when she was caught between the Cordyceps.
Then she remembered that her arms could stretch ridiculously long, and, thus, they both elongated to wrap both twins up in a tangle of clay-like flesh. Unlike Ishtar, but also unlike most people, Ayame and Suzume didn't feel completely human to the touch either. They felt more like the skin of a cactus if one managed to touch it without pricking their finger on the spikes. Or maybe just very stiff leafs. Either way. There was also something very, very funny about thinking of Ishtar as taking care of them when they were the same height as she was. He was so much taller than she was.
Maybe that would change when she got...
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Right.
Nevermind.
Once the Cordyceps stepped back just enough, Byeol-Su withdrew her arms back to a reasonable length, just in time for Ayame to pluck one of the little white mushrooms from her head. This time she remembered how to do it! Byeol-Su took the little mushroom and pushed some of her "hair" aside to reveal...a hole, and nothing else around it. No helix or lobe or anything to designate it as an "ear". Oops. She'd forgotten to form one today. Did the mushroom need one or if she just put it in would it still work.
Ah well, she'd try anyway. If it fit it fit and if not she could just take a second to make a helix and lobe and do it that way. Either or, she'd have a little white cordycep of her own sticking out of the side of her head. It felt a bit weird and wriggly, like the roots were trying to find where to connect to, but it must have found something right because suddenly she could hear them.
Test test! She thought, grinning up at Ayame and Suzume. Did I do it right this time? Hello! I missed you guys so much! Your new house is so big!!
Still oblivious for now to most of the guests, it took an unfamiliar voice saying her name to grab her attention. The less-than-happy tone of which it was spoken did chill her a little, even more than Ishtar's hug had. Byeol-Su turned to look at yet another person surprisingly close to her height, though this time with bright pink hair and blood red eyes. Was this...
"Painter, yes?" Byeol-Su mumbled, her smile weakening. She knew that the woman would be here, and she'd sworn she wasn't planning on killing her like she had been (thank you Niso), but coming face-to-face with a gal who had stabbed a guy, like, thirty times after leaving you a personal death-threat was still a bit nerve-wracking. She stepped closer to the Cordyceps.
She matches her wanted description, she thought, an internal bit of snark helping to cancel out some of the dread. Finally she took a moment to look around the room. She didn't recognize everybody. The knew Bones at a glance and it looked like King was out with her too! But there were two of him? WHAT? Was that all him or did she have another person in her now? That would be three people like herself. That would be wonderful! But it could also just be King split in two. Hm. I wonder if I can do that, too...
The two girls with short hair--one purple, and one reddish-pink she didn't know, nor the woman who spoke a bit of the language that Antonio knew. Maybe they were related. She figured who Clockwork was at a glance (was that bad, to assume the person with metal body parts was Clockwork?). And then there was--
Oh my gosh.
Byeol-Su's eyes got stuck on the woman with green hair, dressed only in a shirt and, like, nothing else. If clay could flush, she would have turned a vibrant shade of red. Oh. She was pretty. That was Mystrem? Wow...
And oh god dammit Daffodil was here as well?? Byeol-Su turned her head away from both of them and caught her face in her hands. Her cheeks felt really heavy all of a sudden. Was heavy the right word? They stung, too. But they weren't hot, because her body wasn't the sort that produced heat.
All the same her head felt like it would explode.
Oh no. They're so pretty. Daffodil is so pretty! And Mystrem isn't in--
Just then, much to her very great relief, the room got colder, and the feeling in Byeol-Su's face ebbed away. She sighed softly before looking around for what had caused it only to find Painter pointing at the Cordyceps and Ishtar giving her a look that Byeol-Su would only describe as "polite murder".
Had she been so distracted by pretty girls that she failed to notice Painter was giving her friends a death glare?...probably, but in hindsight, the twins probably didn't care enough to try and alert her via telepathy.
...oh dammit, you two heard that, didn't you, she gave Ayame and Suzume a little pout, Uh. Sorry. I'll. Try to keep those thoughts to myself...?
How did one even do that.
The room warmed up a little again, and Ishtar said something about a tour of the house. Byeol-Su was super curious but first things first she went up to the valet holding Skoll's carrying case, taking it herself, and walking up to the kind of intimidating looking maid woman. Who was also pretty. Why was she noticing this so much now. "Um...can you put my puppy in a safe place, with a bowl of water? If she wakes up come and get me!"
Byeol-Su turned around to talk to Ishtar again only to spot Mystrem sticking the woman with reddish-brown hair in a bunny suit. And then into what looked like a loose black bikini. Her thoughts became garbled nonsense as she rushed to the Cordyceps and buried her head into Suzume's back.
AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhI'mgoingtodieifthiskeepsup!!
"T-t-t-tour, please!" She stuttered into Suzume's hair. "Now! PLEASE!" |
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19 Years
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"The Painter"
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Jun 29, 2020 10:22:31 GMT -4
Rage pumped through her like her neon, plasmic, glowing, and partially turning to a mist pumped around her arms. These two were the ones that nearly got her caught! These were the ones that fucking called for help and made her have to run away! She wasn't planning on it tonight, but she couldn't help but think that she would happily end their fucking lives! Hell, it might put her in a better mood! These little bastards had it coming!
She snarled, taking a step towards them, but she was still aware of her surroundings; when her breath suddenly came out in a puff of mist, she blinked in surprise, whirling around to see Ishtar staring at her with... with some very beautiful glowing eyes. Her rage faltered in surprise, instinctively taking a step back from the threatening force, even shrinking a little in apology.
"Ladies. Please consider my home neutral territory. You all are my guests, and are under my protection"
"But-!" Luzia started, standing back to her full height, her anger flaring up again. She flicked her eyes to the twins, glaring at them, murder still in her eyes, but it faltered. She of all people knew the value of neutral territory, she of all people knew the value of a safe haven. But those little bastards caused too much trouble! And Ishtar! A part of Luzia wanted to add her to the list jsut for getting in the fucking way, but... no... no....
Calm down, Luzie....
She snarled again, but it was more in defeat, crossing her arms and huffing. If she wanted to kill them still, she could do it later. Besides... taking a moment to think, it was weird that they were here... did that mean they were villains, too? How the fuck did that make any sense?! Did they just fuck with her that night, then?! Little fuckers-! No, no, stop... Luzia snarled again, huffing and throwing her hands down. Little fuckin' bastards.... She looked to Ishtar again, and replied, "Fine, but you better ground them or something!"
Forcing herself to calm down a little, she looked around, and she was surprised how many people she recogized. There was Marcie, who was weirdly here despite being a cafe owner, Kado, the floral shop owner, Shadow, who she stole something with... then ParaSyte and the fucking twins, but she wasn't gonna dwell on them anymore.
She looked at Marcie again, wondering just why exactly she was here; she could only guess that she did villain things, too, or else she wouldn't be here at all. Her anger slowly fading, she walked up to her, watching her quirk in action, changing Kado's clothing to something... ooooooh, not pajama-like, but very cute! She snorted, giggling softly, her anger fading away as she yelled, "No no, keep it the bunnysuit, it's great! Oooooh~."
Though, when Marcie changed it again, she couldn't help but lick her lips a little at Kado. "Though, that works too...~." Thinking about it now, most everyone here were very pretty girls... Marcie, Kado, Ishtar, Atalanta... hell, she could say it, she was pretty pretty, too! Yeah, she definitely was, she could count herself among the pretty girls. None of them had any tattoos that she could see, though... which definitely made her stand out, and Luzia was always ready to stand out~.
Marcie turned to her, and Luzia blinked before blushing deeply, holding her cheeks to her side and shaking her head excitedly at her comment. "Oh my god, yes! The boy just dropped on his knee and asked me! There was no way I could say no to someone was sweet as him~!" She squealed again, jumping a few times to let out some of her energy, then pointed at Kado. "And she's gonna help decorate~!" She gasped softly, suddenly reminded of something, then took Marcie's place as she moved on to do something else; she didn't notice, she was too enraptured with the idea she suddenly had.
"Hey, I just had an awesome idea! We could have the wedding with your dragon-thing as a backdrop! That has to be super romantic, right?! A whole-ass dragon looking down on us as we devote us to each other forever~!"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2020 10:40:45 GMT -4
 "Er, sorry."There was a clear difference between talking to someone online and talking in real life. To anyone who ever saw Miyami post in Villain Chat, the girl would easily come off as sarcastic, a bit edgy with the constant swearing, and overall very cool, like nothing much could rattle her. But Miyami was for the most part nothing like that. Sure, she was far from the nervous wreck she was being right now. But it was clear that her online persona was nothing more than a mask. And now the mask was ripped right off. "I'm... just not used to parties, is all." At least the girl was actually looking at Ishtar now. A+ for effort! "I'm usually more of an outcast, so this is definitely new to me. But um, I really am glad and excited to be here." If only the girl's tone could reflect that. Too bad with how used to being gloomy Miyami was, she tended to speak in a monotone voice, devoid of anything resembling emotion. "Thanks for having me. I promise I won't get in the way of everyone's fun time."After politely excusing herself to go off into her own little corner, Miyami just casually looked at some of the others arriving. Naturally, she did not recognize most of them, only knowing who they were from recognizing them from Villain Chat if they bothered to introduce themselves. But there were some people she did recognize. Army of Bones seemed vaguely familiar, as did the Painter, and of course there was no way Miyami would not recognize her mentor Daffodil. A small smile appeared on her face. Maybe this party won't be so bad after all.Though one thing she did notice was just how surprisingly... beautiful some of these ladies looked. Miyami immediately turned away, hoping that she was inconspicuous enough in her corner there so that no one noticed the brief moment her face went a bit red. Nope, nope, not staring! Don't embarrass yourself this quickly, dumbass!But then things went in the opposite direction. Rather than feeling a bit warm, things suddenly became cold. It started with the Painter exclaiming aloud at someone. Miyami wasn't looking in that direction at the moment, so she could not tell exactly who it was the Painter seemed pissed at. But whoever it was, it was clear that someone there had done something to piss the lady off. And right after that, it became clear that Ishtar was not having any of it. The lady made it abundantly clear that this was neutral territory, and they were all under her protection. Even after the cold feeling went away, Miyami found herself still shivering a bit. Yeah, you're definitely nothing like how I imagined, Ishtar. You're far scarier, for one. I pity whoever is dumb enough to piss you off.With how rattled the girl was, she jumped up all of a sudden, not having expected her phone to suddenly vibrate. Who the hell...? But a massive sigh of relief when Miyami checked and it was Daffodil who was texting her. That made Miyami get her shit together and returned her to her stoic and neutral train of thought. Okay, eyes and ears opened. Got it. Though the second half of the text made her raise an eyebrow. I ain't a fucking klepto. I steal when I have to, not when I want to. I'm not a dumbass! But either way, the message was received and the mission was made clear. Miyami replied to the text with a single word. Understood.Okay, so for now, it was time to act normal, get along with the others, and not stare at the lady who was now somehow in a bunny outfit. Fucking damn it! Looking away and pretending that sight didn't just faze her, It was time for the shadow to get to work. Alright, where to start? ~ WC 654 ~ |
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27 Years
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"Cordycep"
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Post by Cordycep on Jun 29, 2020 17:40:07 GMT -4
GIRL'S NIGHT THE TWINS HAD BEEN SO ENTIRELY ABSORBED in finding their friend, that they’d really paid no heed to the new arrivals. There was so much to talk about! And they weren’t on a mission from Thunder, which meant there was plenty of time to talk and interact and do girls night things, whatever those were!! We hear you, Suzume thought encouragingly. Happy to have you, Ayame agreed. We have so much to talk about!!
Please talk with us!Their attention was dragged away from ParaSyte as someone else addressed her dispassionately. The twins’ eyes widened, brows leaping upwards in alarm, before mirrored grins lit upon their faces. It only took a show of the woman’s power for the twins to recognize her. Rather than blot for safety, however, Ayame grasped at the crook of ParaSyte’s gooey arm and drew her closer, away from the furious, pink-haired woman. Suzume gnashed her teeth, reaching behind her back to— The pink-haired woman’s glow was met with sterile white. The growls that were growing in the twins throats quickly died-down. As Sonya cautioned the attendees, the twins shifted their weight, their breaths coming out in small puffs. Suzume’s hand had found the handle of the knife tucked into her waistband. All she needed was to draw the blade and flick it open. Two quick motions. But Sonya didn’t want that. Sonya wanted no fights. Friendship, even. Suzume’s hand dropped from the handle of her knife, letting the shirt fall. Ayame released ParaSyte’s elbow. If that was what Sonya wanted, the twins would comply. The pair returned their attention to ParaSyte—or rather, her thoughts, their expressions settling on something more reserved. They hadn’t even heard Parasyte’s assessment of the other women in attendance, to preoccupied with the potential-stabbing they almost committed to care. It’s alright, Ayame said placatingly, We listened not.Suzume nodded in agreement, We were busy with the pink one.
The pink one doesn’t like us.
We cried for “help” the first time we found the pink one, because she was covered in blood. We thought there would be a dead one with her.
There was none.
Very disappointing.
But good fun. The conversation ebbed as Byeol-su retrieved a hard-plastic case, and the twins craned their heads to try looking within. Their attention was quickly diverted by the mention of ice cream, and they padded closer to Sonya. Atalanta had the ice cream? Then they needed to find Atalanta! For ice cream! The panicked, telepathic exclamation from Byeol-Su quickly snapped the twins out of their food-induced stupor, however. ParaSyte, dying?! Unthinkable! No sooner had the mirrored, golden gazes, tried to seek their friend out, did ParaSyte find them and hide her face in the small of Suzume’s back. Suzume tried to turn to face her, without avail. Ayame patted the crown of the other girl’s head, shrewd eyes evaluating the room. Are you hurt?
Who hurt you?
We’ll protect you.
We will.Seeing no immediate threat, the twins both focused their attention on ParaSyte once again. A tour? Their own tour, separate from Sonya. Perhaps showing-off their bedroom, however sparsely-decorated it was? We can show you our room, Suzume proposed? It is very big, Ayame agreed. Well, the whole pent-house was big. That was kind-of a given. If ParaSyte released her constricting hold on Suzume’s waist, the pair would begin to lead her away from the first floor, towards the stairs to the second floor. The literal and telepathic noise would fade as the twins slipped out of the main area. Then we can go back for ice cream, Suzume decided for the trio. They were admittedly more excited about ice cream than they were about showing-off their room. They walked slowly up the stairs, periodically turning to stop and see if their friend was following. We like this home best, of the homes that we have seen so far, Ayame explained, much better than with Thunder or with Mr. Death. Sunaho was okay, Suzume agreed, but there were a lot of people there. The Dust Devils. They played such pranks.
Annoying Dust Devils.
Very.
We like Sonya better.
Much better. She is a Cold Sun.Whatever that meant. They arrived at the door of their room, where the maid still stood by, watching it. “Greetings, Mistresses,” the maid said with a smile, “Back so soon?” The twins nodded, bowing faintly at the waist. Our maid, Ayame advised ParaSyte. She watches our door, Suzume suggested, and cleans the our room or Primula’s room.
And makes us wear pants. The worst atrocity was clearly saved for last. Ayame opened the door to the room and stepped inside, turning to face her sister and their mutual guest. The room that opened-up before them was white-walled and high-ceilinged. Floor-to-ceiling “windows” dominated the farthest wall, reflecting a forest scene much like the forests in the mountains of Japan. In the ample space provided, there as a king-sized bed accented by two nightstands, a wooden chest at its foot… a sofa and coffee-table so peculiarly-shaped that they seemed to be more for show than for actual use, and a table. To the right, a second door led to the twins’ private bathroom and walk-in closet. This sterile, soulless cavern of a room was their bedroom. Ours, Ayame proclaimed, sounding rather unenthused by the grandeur. Come one, Suzume beckoned, running for the bed, It is very bouncy! You should try it!She paused only to glance back, pawing at the air in a “come hither” motion. Clearly, anyone wanting a tour would want to test the bounciness of the beds, right? | quirk: e-rank plant physiology, hivemind, telepathy; f-rank knife-fighting, mobility ooc notes: anyone who wants to follow the twins upstairs is more than welcome to! |
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23 Years
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"Clockwork Killer"
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Post by Mami Noriko on Jun 30, 2020 2:56:39 GMT -4
Like a specter in the night she found herself quickly turning her head to the person that appeared like they were carried on the wind in a instant. Finding herself a bit taken back as her lighter had only just brought embers to her cigar and she found herself a bit going from surprised from the sudden appearance to quickly forming annoyance on her expression at the audacity of being no smoking... This was becoming and growing annoyance in various places as well as the small boss not really used to being told what to do on such small vice joys.
"Really? You should be lucky its only a cigar that's being pumped in my body. This smoke is tame as can be when it comes to what I normally call party favors." She said with a light twitch at her left dead black void for a eye in her head. Crushing the cigar embers into the ashtray all the same though but not actually taking the ashtray more leaving the woman holding it throughout the action. She would rise shortly after with a bit of annoyance as regular times had a way of nagging on her. Walking off towards the ice cream with a gnawing grind of her molars as if her jaws were missing the sensation of the cigar clamped between them. Aggravated and wondering why she'd come to begin with. Letting her hair down and party forms of relaxing... none of these really matched the same definition as what these current ones meant and proved to be.
She let out a small sigh nitpicking through various flavors before gathering a small bowl of strawberry ice cream and taking a small bit here and there before digging in a average chomping not so lady like manner. It was one of the only flavors she actually enjoyed. She only found herself normally observing others but for the most part remaining in her own corner of things sitting comfortable like a fly on the wall or the couch more appropriately said. Occasionally giving a scowl to the servant lass or a tongue out in annoyance of the denial of her vices.
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21 Years
Female
"Army of Bones"
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Post by Kasey Setsuna on Jun 30, 2020 12:29:05 GMT -4
As each entered, Kasey had to take the time to guess their powers based on how they looked, and assumed for the others. The small bits of information she had witnessed within their chat, and the small interactions. Everyone had their own little clique within their little alliance. She preferred the simpler times. An era when it was only about the Kobayashi, The Ketsujo, and the Robotiks. A simple era of master and seconds, and all that followed. A world, where she had always played her part. Now, Thunder had fallen from his ranking, and a new woman stood above him, against what the others believed. Thunder was still "in charge" so to speak. But it wasn't like they were going to correct the people of Japan on their hierarchy. Sonya, or Ishtar rather, was just their flavor of the month. A ranking board wasn't a good thing to be on, at least not from her point of view. With it, garnered respect and fear. But with the ease to do your job out of public appearances, you now had eyes and ears aware of your existence. Kasey would begin to remove her coat, and untucked the long dress shirt from her slacks. She could breathe, but it didn't make her any more or less comfortable. She like her secrets, her mask. Even if more than half of the people there she trusted, she wasn't going to blurt out anything that could damn all she had built. Kasey would get off her seat to kneel on the ground, both of the dogs laying their paw on her face, before being absorbed back into the collective hivemind that they had become. She didn't need to. Splitting his power was fine as it was, but she was not going to take a risk here. She had enough to protect herself, if someone went against her designs. But she was enticed to say the least. A small smile passed over to the green haired woman, the one she knew as the cafe owner as she looked over the halo once more. A simple halo to play angel. What a lie it was. But, if all it did was change her clothing, perhaps it wasn't a lie, but only part of the truth. She observed the Painter enter, and without a word seem to fawn over Ishtar. A strange occurrence, and one Kasey was unsure to feel about. Sure, no one was bound to small alliances, and it was better to make friends with like minded people. But was this an issue that would haunt The Corporation? Or was it just a shadow now of it's former glory? She would stand again, approaching Ishtar as from her neck, snakes would seem to rise out of her collar. A pair, as they wrapped around her throat softly as they looked around, observing. a third head popped out. a fourth, split in two. Five sets of eyes all belonging to the same creature. There was so much to learn, too much.The sight of the butler however, did ease some suspicion. "Atlanta, huh?" Kasey asked with a smile, her coat held over her shoulder behind her as she looked at the woman. "Bones, .. now... is ... not ... the ... time." the voices speaking aloud, each mouth taking a different word. "Sleepwear is something I can sort on my own, but I don't suppose you can assist me in finding a proper place to lay, tonight?" Following it, The Painter's new target, one, that seemed rather close to the woman. "Interesting.""Something to explore later."The small interaction within their mind, only to quickly gloss over the rest. She didn't really know what anyone's abilities were, save for a few. As long as she didn't end up getting mind controlled or puppetted. She still, had to take her precautions. And so, the pair would agree, without words, to revert to their own ways of code. "No thanks," she would answer to the woman. "I tend to react unwell to anything altering my person." As she spoke, she would reach into the pocket of her slacks only to unclip a small plastic bag to retrieve a bit of jerky. After all, some people were meant to be treasured. However, the room seemed to spin with energy. There was so much around them, so much to respond to. But so little to say, at least, until they spotted the dog. Forget the woman, there was a live animal. "Actually, ParaSyte, if you do not mind, I would like to occupy my time with your dog, if that would be alright with you."Dogs, were animals. Dogs were meat. Meat was food. But ParaSyte's dog was not to be eaten, but cared for and loved. Perhaps it was knowing that here, she was no longer someone tied to someone powerful. She was now just a woman, and a name no one knew. ~ Word Count: 820 ~ |
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Post by Juana Fernández on Jun 30, 2020 15:02:20 GMT -4
As the villainesses came, Ishtar would greet them one by one. By the time Juana came, Ishtar went to welcome her, but was interrupted when the newest arrival came and started smoking. The butler told her to stop that and then some other mess happened. One that Juana didnt really care about. She looked at the villainesses. The temperature in the room dropped 10 degrees, but Juana didnt mind. She found it quite pleasant. Ishtar meanwhile told the ladies that her domain is neutral territories and that they are all her guests. She then broke into a smile and asked who wants to look around and that they can leave luggage or whatever at the couch. Juana hasnt brought anything, so she doesnt have to worry about that. She also said her butleress will bring them ice cream.
She then thanked them for coming here and told em to enjoy themselves because this is a party. But as the Ishtar talk was happening, Daffodil answered Juana's call. The spainiard walked over to the woman, she then excused herself for a moment and texted someone, and then continued with Juana. The two talked and walked together as the tour was going on "Right well... we met in the chatroom. I was Ladrona. I wanted to get in touch with you to acquire information about well... anything relevant. I have arrived in Japan during turbulent times. I know a prison break happeend and that Thundershock is an important villain. But I do not know about much and I need information. It is vital" she said. She wasnt in a party mood and wanted to use this time for business. Besides, Daffodil gave her the vibe as if she was not here for funsies as well. |
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Post by Sonya Chernova on Jul 3, 2020 2:26:29 GMT -4
Sonya lead them first down a hallway framed with illuminated wall panels that simulated news reports, stock tickers, weather reports, and other crucial information that one might need to digest early in the morning. The passage had a strange mellow glow to it though; as if it was intended to not be too harsh on the eyes. Sonya said nothing as they passed through, merely humming to herself as her thoughts drifted here and there. Narcissa was here; though she was keeping to herself which was typical. They'd had their own girls night just to themselves and had even shared a borderline intimate moment. The woman was still struggling to come to terms with her own status as a villain even as she formed her own wicked little organization in the Garden of Whispers. Still, that lack of self-acceptance made her something of a msinomer compared to the others. She wondered if Narcissa would pass this final test in trust or if she would fail?
She glanced back as Marceline went to work helping Kado get into a more party appropriate attire. Her usual smug expression plastered across her face as - oh my god. The bunny suit was, disarming. Sonya's eyes focused and refocused under the steady lighting and she bit down on her lip, a warmth rising up her lower back. Damn! She- Marceline wasted no time in apologizing and readjusted the outfit to something more appropriate to that of a sleepover. Yes! Technically! But what in the hell was that woman's definition of appropriate?! She cleared her throat and turned back to march a few more paces, trying not to toggle Kado as much as she wanted to- she grit her teeth, ch-ch-ch-choker? She caught her breath, leaning against the end of the hallway with one hand, her free hand covering her mouth with the handkerchief as mercury stained it.
This was a mistake, this was a big mistake, what have I done? I can't do this! She chastised herself, glancing over at Atalanta with a pleading look. Her accursed butler maintained a completely indifferent expression, only standing close enough to pretend like she was listening to something Sonya was saying. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Sonya growled.
"Absolutely, ma'am, I'll remind you that you instructed me not to rea-" She began to quip, Sonya wiped her nose off and cleared her throat; "I know what I said! Just- go get the ice cream. I'll finish the tour... somehow,"
The butler bowed and departed as Sonya composed herself, turning back to look at the women behind her. Parasyte, Kasey, and the twins had departed upstairs. That was fine, she could focus on- god help her. Luzia looked incredible too. Internally she thanked whatever wicked god that seemed to adore her so. She swallowed. How were they going to look in swimsuits?! She managed to keep the horrendously hedonistic and vile expression off her face as she gestured to the room beyond. They stepped out onto the Eastern Patio. It was a large gleaming space with a marble floor that was treated with anti-slip coating around a large mirror-lake like swimming pool in the center. Panels that normally remained closed along one wall were open revealing the vast night sky and even a gentle crossbreeze. A garden to the left was well maintained with a variety of rare plants of mostly Japanese and West-Russian varieties mixed in.
"This is the East Patio," She said, gesturing out wide, "The pool has two sections, the larger portion is a standard swimming pool, enjoy it to your hearts content. The smaller section," She gestured to a ten foot by ten foot lighter colored area of water cordoned by small walls, "Is a hot tub~" She winked, choosing Luzia to throw the expression at before turning back and walking along the side of the pool. She gestured at the walls going toward the center of the penthouse; "These walls are doors to changing rooms and bathrooms, I have swimsuits in a variety of sizes and designs inside, unless of course you brought your own," She nodded to the patio deck; "There is seating there and I can have drinks brought out. The west patio is a lounge and entertainment area, the screens there are designed to simulate a theater and the couch is very comfortable." She said eagerly. "Dinner is being prepared as we speak, standard sleepover fare, of course," She grinned and stopped at a wall just past the garden. She pressed her hand to a panel and the wall opened, revealing a collection of bottles, glasses, ice dispensers and even soft drink machines.
She glanced over her shoulder at everyone; "Thirsty?" Her eyes fell briefly on Juana and Narcissa as her initial tour came to an end. The two were speaking in hushed tones. She decided not to pry, if the girls decided to do business during the party and form some connections; that was fine. Honestly, she was counting on it. This was the beginning of something special; they just didn't realize it. Atalanta came out from around a passage wrapping the outside of the penthouse and offered a short bow before grinning in Sonya's direction.
"Dinner is on schedule, Ice cream is being loaded onto the cart. I suppose you have time to drink and swim, lady and guests?" She said, looking at the ground. Sonya's eye twitched. It should have been ready by now. They were going to wait till a bit later to swi- oh. Atalanta looked up at her with mischief in her eyes and nodded to the absolutely stunning creatures that surrounded her mistress; "Please, enjoy yourselves, I have taken the liberty of pre-heating the pool and hot tub to be ready for your enjoyment," The devilish butler said. Sonya's internal monologue exploded with Russian expletives as she cursed the woman for putting her in mortal peril. She turned slowly, almost nervously, back at the girls as her hand rested on a bottle of vodka.
"Anyone up for a swim, then?" She asked.
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Post by Byeol-Su Mae on Jul 3, 2020 10:33:15 GMT -4
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Oh, good, Ayame and Suzume hadn't overheard the panicked squeaking in her head over a few pretty villainesses. That spared her pride--what little she may have possessed--a bit. The best thing she could do right now was get the heck away from the women like Mystrem and Daffodil before her brain (or whatever the equivalent was in her head) got distracted again. And the Cordycep didn't seem to understand one way or another. I'm not really hurt I just feel like I'm going to die. It's fine! Yes! Let's go upstairs!
As she was being lead over to the staircase she heard her name spoken, and Byeol-Su turned to see Bones calling up to her, near the maid who had taken Skoll's carrying case. She felt a weird cold in her stomach. She had no reason to think Bones would take back her promise that she wouldn't eat Byeol-Su's pet dog, but at the same time the "joke" had been made so many times that she felt a little uneasy. Plus, Skeleton King was out, and he hadn't made that promise...but he and Bones were one and the same, to some extent, right? So he would listen if she told him not to hurt Skoll.
So later today, she would be fine with Bones playing with Skoll. For now, though, she shook her head. "She is sleeping right now--friend says she gets very sleepy because she is little, and did not get enough food before we bought her. But when she is awake again we can play with her!"
With that said she followed the twins up to their bedroom. These halls were also lined with those weird windows that looked like real windows, but the heat they emitted was all wrong. Her body was always super sensitive to heat; that she didn't feel it from the "sun" in the windows said it wasn't real. Maybe Ishtar had some sort of reason for that? She was very pale herself.
Thoughts for later. Maybe.
Are Sunaho and Mr. Death the same? Byeol-Su kept up both in step and in the mental conversation. She giggled. Sunaho is the one Ishtar keeps flirting with in the channel right? Was she how you got to live here?
Ishtar was a "cold sun", huh. That sounded pretty, but Byeol-Su wasn't sure what it meant. Did they mean because she glowed, and because she was very cold to the touch? Maybe that was why the windows were fake--she was already a sun, so she didn't need the real sun in here to keep it bright.
Byeol-Su waved at the maid as she went through the door behind the twins.
Why wear pants when you can wear dresses? I think I prefer dresses. They're easier for me to make than more complicated outfits...oooh! Byeol-Su took a moment to look around the wide space that was Ayame and Suzume's bedroom. It looked so pretty! It reminded her a little of their hotel with the walls made of windows--well, "windows"--but instead of just a bed and a desk the room was very spacious! And it had its own bathroom and a huge closet! Who had been in this room before the twins had come here? Or had it just been an empty guest room? Wow. Ishtar must have had a lot of money to have a random bedroom like this for people to just move in to.
When night fell, and any of them chose to stay the night, would they also be put into rooms like this? Would there be one for each of them?? That would be so many rooms! And Byeol-Su would probably get lonely if she was put in a room this big without anybody else. She'd at least have Skoll.
Suzume made a dash for the hilariously large bed and jumped onto it, then called for Byeol-Su to do the same. At their hotel he didn't like her jumping on the bed; he said it made too much noise, and he was not a good sleeper as it was. But he wasn't here, and it wasn't time for people to be asleep, so it was okay right? Byeol-Su came over and flopped belly-down onto the bed. She literally went "splat", her face and chest spreading out like, well, a dropped mound of clay, before she sat up a little and everything was re-absorbed back to its proper place. She was grinning. It's very big! And soft! She pushed the rest of herself up onto the bed and rolled onto her back. And bigger than my bed at the hotel. It's big, like, bigger than me. But this one is even bigger! It's probably even bigger than Iseul's bed.
The name slipped through her thoughts so easily, so quickly, and without any strange ache in her throat that she failed to realize what just happened.
It is very white in here. Have you thought about getting a lot of plants in this room? To make it more like the forest? Or the "trees". She tilted her head up to look at the wall of fake windows. Would plants grow here, even if that sun isn't real? There were places where plants grew under lamps, right? Maybe it'd be like that. Did the Cordyceps also need sun to be healthy? She didn't know enough about plants or mushrooms or whatever to know.
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Post by Narcissa King on Jul 3, 2020 11:18:45 GMT -4
Narcissa did notice Sonya looking at her shortly but she had not much to say about it or anything to do with it anyway and she just slowly followed. Listening to Juana as well as to Sonya for as long as she could keep them separately. Juana was her focus, her eyes would see mostly what Sonya would explain such as the daily start. However, Narcissa stopped walking for a bit as they reached the eastern patio and she noticed a garden in the corner. She walked off towards that without talking to someone or asking something. She looked at the flowers and a small smile was brought on her stoic face. She remembered going to the garden, the park, it had been a good day. She would not meet that man ever again but it was interesting to see him again, for sure. Better than some people but fine, that wasn't true and that was the problem. She did not know what she felt anyway and it made her very grumpy. She turned to look up at Juana, "Sorry, I got a little distracted." She did not want to think much about what Juana said before, the fact that she spoke about the prison break and all, she would have shrugged but in the end, she would just not give any emotion at all. "Thundershock is out and Ishtar is in." She turned her eyes back at Sonya, listening to her and the explanation about the rest of the house and so on. "Let's go." She looked shortly in Sonya's eyes, they weren't that far away from each other and she would just go to the location that Sonya indicated to use as a change in swimming wear. Though she could just use her underwear, which was completely black and nothing would make a difference but she wanted her white dress and sweater to be fine. She would look at Juana. "So you want the information about what happened to Japan before you came? Where to start now and who to keep your eye on or who to be partners with?" She decided to ask while she took her clothes off and kicked her shoes underneath. She would see what happened.
So she did not want for Juana, Juana wanted something from her, would she follow or would she getaway? She looked at Sonya, and put her hands on her hips, "Would you also be able to drink in the hot tub?" Because that thing sounded like it would do her very well and she brushed her hair aside, glad she managed to make it look shorter so she could drop herself without worrying about her hair. She would just go on and find a seat in the hot tub, this place was like a fancy hotel. Truly there were too many people, very interesting people but she did not like being here at all. She turned to look at Sonya, little did she know at this point what was annoying her and why she was annoyed, slowly the puzzle pieces would get in place, especially in a few days where she would bump angrily into Antonio, but not today. Today she would watch the others, she would learn from what they did, how they did it and how they potentially did not feel anything. The Painter was such an interesting persona for that, her excitement for her marriage but what was she apart from that? Narcissa would like to know but at the moment she would just see if Juana joined her and what she would be able to tell her without sounding like a potential target here. Her eyes looked for Miyami, who knew.
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Post by Kado Nisshoku on Jul 3, 2020 11:21:41 GMT -4
Kado blinked as she found herself suddenly in a pink bunnysuit, which admittedly went well with the heels she'd picked out for her original dress for this event. But the sudden sensation of the fake ears headband on her head was definitely a strange one. She gave her head a few experimental bobs as she tested the weight, and also just for her own amusement a little. The red-head took note of the various reactions from the other attendees, in particular their hosts.
Especially when Mystrem decided to finish her little joke and put her in practically the absolute bare minimum for what could be considered sleepwear. It was definitely far less than she wore normally. "I think you almost killed our host my dear with that joke." Kado remarked to the green-haired woman with a slight smirk. Now, was it just her or was there a draft in this penthouse? "I think I almost preferred the bunnysuit..." she mused.
She did give a thankful nod though in regards to Mystrem allowing Kado to keep her crimson choker in its place. Whilst she very much doubted that this gathering would pose any questions to scars and such, she did prefer to keep it covered up. For her own peace of mind mostly.
The younger members of this get together all made their own disappearances, with Kado electing to follow Sonya through the tour. She did turn her attention to Luzia though for a moment. "Remember dear, you are engaged. No playing around~" she said teasingly to the girl in her lingerie. "As for Thorn being decoration for the ceremony... He's not exactly an inconspicuous wyvern. But we can discuss that at a later time I think." Kado mused whilst offering the correction about him being a dragon.
And of course the tour led to the pool room. Kado couldn't help but smirk and chuckle as it appeared that Sonya's aide was apparently torturing her, or at the very least having her own bit of fun at their employers expense. Well, if this was definitely going to be a "college style" party, and after a quick look around to confirm that the young ones were not in the immediate vicinity...
"Well, it would be quite rude to deny our gracious hosts request for a swim. And it should help to work up an appetite." The red-head mused, smirking and winking at Sonya as she then began to submerge herself into the pre-heated pool sans the attire Mystrem had provided for her. Except for her choker that she had come here with, she kept that on. Kado floated there for a moment, her body submerged in the water, to get used to the admittedly divine sensation that was the exquisite pool, then started to swim a few lengths of the pool whilst she waited for dinner to be ready. The waters foam did a fair bit of covering.
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Post by Marceline Labelle on Jul 3, 2020 12:22:24 GMT -4
Marceline couldn’t help the constant smile on her features here. She’d placed herself pretty well in the ‘forefront’ of people’s minds by simply using her quirk as she entered and quite honestly even if she hadn’t she was still damn sure she would be having a good time. Back in france she didn’t really tend to make any friends. Social ‘companions’ perhaps, people who flowed in the same circles, but friends you could have silly sleepovers with? Far from it. As such, even if this could all be boiled down as some façade or some game, Marcie had to admit she really liked being here, just… for the atmosphere alone, a sense of warmth filling her as she made Sonya very clearly squirm, or the idle back and forth between her and Kado, or seeing the recently engaged Luzia or the darling Kasey again…
Mmmm… this was just… nice.~ As much as she could use her quirk to mess with everyone, to perhaps blow poor Sonya’s mind, she decided it may be best to behave, at least for now as she followed Sonya on the guided tour, seeming to stop first at the pools and the available drinks for the night. Her golden gaze blinked a few times at the mention of dinner however, her brow rising with a curious smile.
“Ohhoh?~ I mean if you’re going for the FULL sleepover experience you’d have called a poor young pizza boy to bring us a few stacks.~ I mean I know we can’t be revealing our connections to one another, but imagine some poor young school boy, working a delivery job part time… and one of us fine ladies answers the door with the rest over her shoulder, wearing oooooh so little…” She trailed off with a teasing tone, giggling behind her hand as she glanced to Sonya. “Then again I doubt a refined roman like you could imagine what torture that would me, hm Sonya?~”
When presented with the collection of drinks Marcie’s eyes grew wide again. She wasn’t exactly the type to get drunk but she most certainly enjoyed the finer things in life, subtly biting the inside of her cheek as she saw the collection that Sonya had amassed, and how elegantly it was displayed…. “I really need to talk to my property agent… my own pent house really isn’t measuring up here…~” Despite the envious words there was a playfulness to her tone, considering Sonya more a playful form of competition to measure her own wealth against, than someone she truly needed to ‘conquer’. Maybe she would get a nicer place… maybe she’d invite Sonya over when she did to compare…~
Shaking the thought aside for now, Marcie looked to Sonya, then to Atlanta, smiling a little more to the butler as she addressed the woman. “Any vintage you’d recommend?~ I don’t fancy a glass just yet but a nice bit of wine when I enjoy the hot tub certainly wouldn’t go amiss…~”
With the butler themselves setting Sonya off further by pointing out how prepared the waters were for them to enjoy, Marcie let out an idly defeated sigh. She wouldn’t mind a dip but she’d already used her quirk a few times today, and she was rather comfortable in this loose shirt and panties combo. She could enjoy a soak or a few laps but to change her clothes was feeling like it might be quite the bother to do it again so soon after the-…………..
Okay Kado just… skinny dip. Out of nowhere. Guess this really was the colledge experience….
Marcie glanced to the naked woman swimming in the pool… to their illustrious host with her elegant style… to the rambunctious little gremlin that was Luzia. A beautiful gremlin, but a gremlin in nature nonetheless and…
“When in rome.~”
With nothing more than a shrug, Marcie bent down, discarding her own panties and unbuttoning her shirt as she lightly jogged towards the pool, careful of course to check it wasn’t wet around the pool before she did so, purposely tossing her shirt back towards Luzia for the darling pinkette to catch and also act as a subtle invitation to join in on the fun. As bare as Kado she’d leap off the edge of the pool, tucking in her knees to her chest and giggling like a colledge girl herself before dropping through the water surface.
As she surfaced however with a pleasant gasp of air, her golden halo formed and darted over her form through the water, clearly not halted by the liquid surrounding Marceline, and generating a plane white bikini, with ties at the sides of her hips and a string knot behind her back, shaking her hair loose as she emerged from the water.
“Sorry Verdure dear I don’t quite have the confidence to pull off that look full time.~ Do let me know if you fancy a swimsuit though.~” She looked over to the others with a bright smile, waving with a bit more of a ‘youthful excitement’. “I daresay the water’s quite fine if any of you girls want to join us.~”
While Marcie may enjoy the smaller, pre heated pool sometime later in the night, for now she had used the deeper, wider pool space they could all enjoy and have some fun in.
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Post by Mami Noriko on Jul 3, 2020 12:44:27 GMT -4
She emerged shortly after devouring a couple quick bowls of delightfully dairy treats. Tossing two bowls messy as they were with a gusto back on the ice cream tray as her spoon made a clang against the glass as she tossed that after into the dirty bowl. Shortly after catching up on toe with the big wig host and various other guests that seemed to be hot on her heels so to speak. She wasn't used to these type of things and wasn't even sure if she truly enjoyed them either but regardless it seemed a opportunity she'd rather not miss so she kept along all the same. By the time she caught up thought she only heard the tail end of some conversations and explanation of the tour... as well as some other tail ends all their owns. An while her black void eyes stared off into nothingness. Her metallic eyes along her prosthetic arms however briefly found themselves observing several angles and holding things to her inner mechanical memory for a later time... Finding herself briefly clearing her throat as she felt herself a bit heated in the cheeks but also annoyed that this cheeky bottoms were more accepted then a simple girl just wanting a smoke. But briefly unlike these others she'd slip away to move into a suit all her own and set her sleepwear briefly to the side until she'd retrieve it later. After all her body was not like the other vixens in the room... Some obvious more when she emerged.  From her midriff down what flesh was seen would not look fully natural if one looked too close compared to her chest and her face not counting her eyes. Her legs and arms were clearly mechanical and her feet seemed to still be wearing her boots when in fact her boots were her in fact defacto feet. She watched the various girls swimming. Briefly she'd stick a foot outward towards the water like the rest. An then step in... and then vanish quickly like a stone splashing up water as if a small car had been shoved in. Seeming to hit the bottom as quick as well as something of such mass. A blurry red headed mass looking up briefly from down bellow standing as naturally on land before suddenly a blurry metallic hand would stretch upward then another shortly behind it. Two gloved hands would latch onto the side of the pool and like a grappling hook sucking back in the chain she'd be yanked back up to the edge of the pool grinding her metallic teeth as her head plopped back out. Snorting a stream of water out of both nostrils quickly. " Right,... I probably should have considered that..." She said feeling vastly annoyed... but slowly cracking a grin and lightly chuckling to herself all the time at the little miss step turning giggle. |
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Jul 3, 2020 19:48:07 GMT -4
She squee'd and giggled excitedly, looking up at Kado with stars in her eyes, already imagining at least three different uses for a super awesome plant dragon in a wedding. Her excitement only faded a little bit when Kado corrected her, saying 'whyfern'. "That's what I said," she responded, "dragon." Before they could get too into that topic, though, the tour began, and Luzia looked around with a soft gasp. It was definitely the sort of place she'd expect for some tech mogel; news, some numbers, some line thing, but she could tell it was morning stuff. She definitely wanted to know the news and weather in the morning, and she could only guess that the rest was more morning info stuff; even if she understood none of it, she saw it plenty in all her years of watching the news.
As they left the hallway, she flicked her eyes back; she of all people noticed how gentle the light was, and she approved, to the point where she was disappointed that wasn't true for the whole house. Gentle light was the best light, especially if it was neon and it was dark... maybe she could get along with Ishtar-sama if she had tastes like that...~. Luzia looked back at her, and blinked at the look she was being given; Ishtar was staring at her, and for some reason, she was practically drooling! Luzia looked down at herself... then grinned lasciviously as the revelation hit her, subtly adjusting her lingerie and fixing her hair, all the while her confidence and ego swelled like a neon-filled balloon. She was eye candy in lingerie, and Ishtar-sama was totally eating her up~. That sort of shit was exactly what she lived for~.
Her suspicions were only confirmed when Ishtar winked at her at the mention of a hot tub, a subtle grin, just enough to show some of her teeth. Oh yeah, she definitely had a shot... and Ishtar was definitely not bad herself... in fact, she was gorgeous; long white hair, beautiful purple eyes, and a hell of a body... yeah, she was definitely game... oh, but, she should probably ask permission or something first, but... ah hell, she was here to have fun! Fun meant no worries! Besides, she wasn't TECHNICALLY married yet, and she still loved Niso, so it was probably fine... hell, Niso still didn't mind her having fun with other people, they even had a talk about it! And Ishtar wasn't the only one that shot her a look; she just was the one that was shooting her the longest one.
Grinning, she almost jumped into the pool then and there, maaaaaaybe planning on walking back out right after to mess with Ishtar, but then she opened a panel and let loose a beautiful collection of booze! "YESSSSSS!" she exclaimed, "NOW WE'RE TALKIN'~!" She squee'd in excitement again, running over and hopping over the counter with one expert swing of her legs, her eyes flicking over the many, many brands... half of it was Russian, but there was one in particular she wanted to... ah, there! With a giggle, she snatched a colorful bottle off the shelf, digging her teeth into the cork and pulling it out, spitting it out and throwing it up towards Ishtar. "CHEERS~!"
She almost took a swig of her sweet candy-like drink, but she froze halfway through when she saw a lot more of Kado than she expected walk towards the pool. For a moment, she was shocked, just surprised, but then she grinned and gave her a thumbs up. "Hell yeah, you know how to party, Kado-chan~!" Finally taking a sip of her drink, swirling her tongue as she swallowed, she blinked when a shirt suddenly hit her in the face, pulling it off to see Marcie following Kado's lead, making Luzia grin even wider. "Ahhhhhh, party girls! Yeaaaaah~!" She ran out from behind the counter, taking another swig of her bottle, stopping at the edge of the pool as an idea hit her. She paused for a moment, then looked back at Ishtar, grinning and giving her a wink.
She followed their leads, but she did something a little different; neon plasma radiated out of her, covering her like a bikini as she threw her hands down, letting out a blast that didn't damage the beautiful floors, but flung her up into the air, doing a backflip as she flew through the air. Marcie apparently played along, too, flinging out a halo for her to dive through as she hit the water. Coolness suddenly surrounded her, and she slowly rose out of the water, flinging her hair in an arc to fling her hair over her back, wearing a bikini as she swam to the edge, winking at Ishtar again as she grabbed her bottle from the edge of the pool.
"Hi, Ishtar-sama~," she said, definitely flirting with the host of this already fun party shamelessly.
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Post by Cordycep on Jul 4, 2020 2:44:06 GMT -4
GIRL'S NIGHT THE PAIR'S ESCAPE WAS ONLY MOMENTARILY HINDERED by the pale-haired woman with the strange dog-fish-skeleton-things, who was insistent upon playing with ParaSyte’s dog. The green-skinned pair stood by impassively, natural-seeming statues on either side of their melting companion… and when ParaSyte explained that, no, the one with the weird-dogs couldn’t play with her real-dogs, the twins turned and continued their ascent up the stairs.
She has her own dogs, Ayame thought tersely across the link, Why take someone else’s?
Strange dogs, Suzume agreed, like skeleton-fish-dogs.
We were debating about their taste.
The conversation turned to more abstract things as they continued to wind their way upstairs, the twins stopping to periodically to look back at their companion, to be sure that she was following.
Different, the twins reported, in stereo. Neither knew of flirtations in the chat, or even what flirting was, so… they didn’t address that question. Just sort-of glossed over it.
Suzume bounded onto the bed, getting some air, bouncing a few times before letting her feet out from beneath her and falling to the mattress below. She grinned with delight as ParaSyte joined her. The other girl sprawled out on the mattress. Ayame flopped onto the bed without jumping, the three now sprawled together.
It is a big bed, Ayame confirmed.
Too soft, Suzume said disapprovingly, Sometimes we sleep on the floor.
It was what they knew, after all.
The twins tilted their burnt-orange gazes towards Parasyte as ParaSyte asked her questions, frowning slightly.
Perhaps we will, Ayame sighed, But we did just start sleeping here, very recently.
It was kind-of nice, just laying there and thinking sleepily to one another.
Would you call these dresses, Suzume asked suddenly? She held up her sleeved arm. She meant, the oversized flannel shirt. It was an unreasonably big shirt, that went well past their hips. And, well, if ParaSyte declared it to be “dress” worthy, the twins would likely free themselves of their leggings right then and there.
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