Redhorn x Bianca Internship!!

Another student, and yet, she’s good enough to keep this woman on her toes…? Unsure of whether she should be intrigued or envious as her mighty mentor seemed to offer up an almost boastful description of the girl that she had meant, though Miss Bellucci certainly felt something of a curiosity to discover more about a figure who seemed to hold so much esteem with Mia, for some reason she also felt disappointed by what was revealed as well.
“I can’t say I know her, but I shall try keep an eye out~” Almost feeling an irrational sense of rejection when she realized that this so called ‘partner’ in almost the same position she yet occupied such a firm place in the heart of the heroine that she would treat her like a practical equal, perhaps it spoke of her only child status that the girl wished to distance and dismiss such a soul in front of her maternal mentor, and as such despite the fact that she could recall someone of that description from the hallways she acted like she didn’t. She didn’t want to give that girl the satisfaction of having her attention as well.

“Seems like you have the expertise where it counts~” Perhaps because of that feeling of resentment and almost sibling-level rivalry the raven seeming to play up her praise when it came to the pro as well, though the Red Horn seemed a little dismissive of her own scientific ability her student opted to chirp a happy confirmation of her believe in the woman, though more in an effort to curry favour than because she had much conviction in what she was saying.
“Besides, not everyone has to be into nerdy stuff like that, right~? You seem the type to enjoy hands on action a bit better~?” Even going so far as to belittle those with the skills to do the kinds of things that neither of these girls could dream of as she handed out some vain reassurance to her mighty mentor, though ordinarily she was sociable and laid back enough that she had little issue with those of more academic interest she opted to play the part of a jock a bit more around the figure she sought to impress with subtle desperation, though perhaps came off as more sycophantic than she intended.

J-Jeez, just… Expecting me to hop into her arms like some happy little puppy when she calls for me, then abandoning me when I don’t?! Even more humbled when it seemed like the heroine had no time to wait for her to make up her mind and then bounded away without much more than a second thought, perhaps had she not just been made to feel like she was second best or something then the sable siren might have waited the five minutes needed for her ‘elevator’ to return, but on this occasion she did not do that.
“I-I’m coming down too!” Those legs still rather weak and wobbly but the fire within the foreign femme that needed to feel validation forcing the vixen forward on sheer gall and reckless spirit, after taking a few wince inducing steps to build up momentum Miss Bellucci flung herself into the air right off the side of the building, holding onto hope that she would have just enough energy left in the tank to guide her way down and not painfully pancake into the ground a few seconds later…

I can do this, right…? Most assuredly worn out but perhaps the combination of her short break and that fight or flight reflex allowing her to draw on that little bit more power she needed in order to try and bring herself to earth independently, had Bianca caught a view of the ladder then maybe the young woman might have tried to come down the easy way, but in her haste to stick close to her senior she simply did not and instead opted for something harder, and perhaps more spectacular. Limbs starting to glow as she reinforced them with what little aura she could manage to summon in this adverse circumstance, the blinding beauty knew that even at full power such a fall might have hurt so instead she aimed to simple redirect her motion a few times as she fell in order to soften the fall. Practiced in acrobatics though her movements more awkward than usual because of her exhaustion, she bounded off the opposite wall into a backflip then snagged the edge of a fire escape with her hand just long enough to stall her fall without hurting her arm, though as she did so spied a rather intriguing little spot to land, if she did say so herself.

How about this for a photo finish~? Mia clearly seeming to underestimate just how agile she could be in the air and pulling off a panicked but incredibly endearing attempt to catch her, in all honesty there was no way that she could resist the chance to leap into the arms of the woman right now, and as such rolled herself forward just enough that she plopped her body into those big, strong hands perfectly, and grinned as she did so.
“Oh goodness, my herooo~!” Heart pounding and chest heaving just a little bit as she came to a halt and lifted a slightly shaky arm to the cheek of the woman in charge of her, for a second the sable siren felt only a sense of elation as her doubts about surviving her fall disappeared and she was left with another cocktail of adrenaline and endorphins to drive away her weariness, in all honesty she might just have kissed her mentor in that moment out of sheer excitement and sense of accomplishment, had she not been given a rather firm and sudden reality check from the woman.

S-Stupid?! No doubt understanding that she had been a little bit reckless in her descent but at the same time that one word that the Red Horn had chosen feeling like a big old thorn which jabbed her right into her heart, the would-be heroine found her cheeks filling with carmine colour as her teacher showed her that she was far from impressed with what she had done, and quickly that teen's Mediterranean temper reared its head as she suddenly felt she needed to defend what she had done.
“H-Hey, I had it under control!” So outraged by the sheer sense of rejection she felt in that moment that she seemed to stammer in her wording as she vehemently objected against the wording of the woman and also folded her arms over her chest as well for good measure, Bianca barked back at the blonde as she pointed out the fact that while she had been dancing with disaster as she threw herself to the ground, ultimately she felt that her acrobatics would have seen her right regardless.

“Besides, what was I supposed to do…?” More than that feeling as if Mia had kind of set her up for a fall in the first place given how she had teased her on the roof beforehand, while it was true perhaps that had she not been so clingy and keen then she might have taken a more balanced approach to being left behind, right now Miss Bellucci felt rather ruled by her emotions as she challenged the assertion she was given because of her stubbornness and defiant spirit.
“I don't like being ditched!” Pouting and then tossing her gaze away from the giantess as she began to act just a little bit like a child who had been told off by a parent or something, though it was humbling to admit the whole ordeal had come about because she felt like she was 'losing' a strong female influence in her life when she had been left up on that roof, and was more sensitive to that subject than she really wanted to admit she was…

This is probably the worst idea in the world, but I'm not letting her beat me…! Surprised when she found not an argument or lecture waiting for her after her crabby little outburst but rather good humour and what she saw as a chance to prove herself, while her head was spinning the sable siren took Mia up on her offer to prove she had everything under control, though honestly was doing so more out of stubbornness than anything.
“Y-You're on!” Taking a deep breath and even tucking just a little bit of her lip to bite into as she began to step forward, Miss Bellucci felt like a foal who was standing up for the first time as she pushed her legs beneath her and took a step that she tried to make as steady and firm as possible, though her speed left a lot to be desired and each and every time her foot moved she felt like she was about to collapse, through sheer grit and determination the dazzling diva hobbled her way over to the nearest wall and placed her hand on it triumphantly.

“T-There! I win!” Never before feeling so relieved to have something to support her weight upon in all honesty but ultimately feeling like she had made a quintet of relatively stable steps and that meaning this situation was her win, while her attempt to spin around and face her teacher in her victory carried such momentum in it that she quickly found her back slumping against the surface for even greater support, not only did Bianca expect that her point had been made but she also hoped that she had shown her teacher she was more than just a pretty face and a nice pair of legs. After all, from what she could guess a rough and tough woman like this appreciated those in her company who could stick it out, no matter the situation.

“Heeheehee, we make a pretty good team, huh~?” That point feeling like it was proven when next Mia seemed to pay her a nice slice of praise for the action portion of their adventure and then next seem to offer some 'playing hard to get' type of begrudging acceptance of her company, even though the world was spinning a bit for Miss Bellucci once more she felt energized by this acknowledgement, and yet perhaps influenced by a certain luscious lady of language who she was coming to admire opted to play it cool in her response as well.
“Well I suppose if you need help, I can hardly say no, can I~? Count me in, next time you need a girl Friday~!” In her heart a sudden sense of excitement setting in and yet the dazzling delight exploiting her current fatigue to answer in a way that seemed collected and calm, like she was doing her teacher a favour if anything, she smirked and tried not to let her sense of elation at becoming one of the 'chosen' get the better of her, though perhaps didn't entirely succeed given how girlish giddiness that crept into her tone…