The Heroic Promo Shoot Night

[Jaystar]

Starboy took his sweet time with explaining his craft to the lady now - not only because she seemed to be genuinely interested, but also because the setup of the question had been such a loaded one. And while he regarded his explanation to be a perfectly acceptable one in an environment such as LAW, he wouldn't have been that surprised if the blonde had begun showing some signs of disdain towards his heroic quests. Luckily, she didn't, instead appearing like what he was explaining sounded rather enticing for her... Which Star certainly didn't mind, he was always up for impressing a pretty girl, but considering the way she had just previously freaked out over thinking that Star had come there to flash her, her attitude towards potential fetish material seemed surprisingly accepting.

He couldn't really hear her thoughts on it though, before the chatter shifted over to all-male matches... Or the lack of them. Or more interestingly, the reasons for the lack of them... Now, this girl certainly couldn't have been accused of flashing her assets around, but she didn't seem to be shying about them either. And the implication that they wanted more of them in matches... Starboy got to thinking. What exactly was the girl doing here? Was she a ring girl? Did LAW have ring girls?

He couldn't ponder it for long though, as the dicussion moved on, and Star just had to ask her over what kind of opponents she could see for him. But instead of getting an answer, he got a totally different reaction... A fair one, but also one that he had heard before. And while his answer was logical and made sense to him, he was always still being a bit shy about it. "Well, I mean... Like, yes, I'm definitely a superhero... But I mean, like a young rookie one. At least compared to some others out there..." he began, potentially getting a slight hint of red on his face again. "Like, you can probably see... I'm also not the biggest wrestler out there either..." he continued by pointing out the obvious to the slightly taller, and based on those curves, probably a bit heavier girl as well. But he still could end up with the reason he was the least shy about. "And you know, there was a certain hit single some years ago, which gets "Starboy" having a certain ring to it on peoples' lips, so..." he concluded while shrugging his shoulders.

Ths straightening of the girl's posture that followed was curious though. She was clearly thinking about something.... That turned out to be her own presentation. A rather odd one, that surely raised Star's eyebrows. And the cheeky grin... The blonde could probably see the hero's head desperately trying to compute the whole thing.

"Well, pleasure to meet you, Flo..." he returned the handshake, but sounding already a bit more formal with his words now. But obviously, he then had to somehow address the elephant in the room. "The Devilish Doll?" What did that mean? For a moment, Starboy's villain-radar sensed some vibrations here... But provided that the girl had just made such an effort with declaring to not know any villanesses, it was probably just a false alarm. But he was obviously still curious... "The Devilish Doll, you said? Should I be concerned of there being a devil in disguise somewhere here?" he then continued in a rather joking tone, while keenly also hoping for the girl to elaborate. There had to be some reason for that introduction...

And then he thought he got it. Raising the flyer in front of his face, he then asked as if stating the obvious. "Ahh, it relates to this, right?"

[Crossedes]

Flo could buy his explanation, and the little sideways frown and bob of her head in uncertain understanding would tell him as much. At least he didn't have any of that "alpha" stuff going on where he needed to sound like the biggest and baddest bitch-boy in the entire League, so those were points on his scoreboard as far as she was concerned. Didn't know how much respect he would get even if the name had a song attached to it, but he must have been comfortable with all of it. He had to be comfortable with a lot to wander around in his little nothings.

And oh did she ever get those cogs rolling in his head when she mentioned her brand-new moniker. Honestly... it was kind of amusing to play around with the guy given this was the strangest conversation she had expected to have this evening. He didn't reach the exact right conclusion, but she might enjoy stringing him along a little more. Could be time to put some of her ideas to good use, and he was cute. "Oh, nah. When we play that, my character's this hot as hell tiefling barbarian," she explained, putting up little horns on her head with her fingers. "Devil horns, but not a bad girl. Well... not bad like evil. Bad like Beyonce's bad, 'cept with a giant axe instead of a microphone."

How should she explain she was teasing him without actually spelling it out for him? Flo gave it a shot. She made her posture just a bit more sensual. "No, I do session wrestling. You ever heard of it? It's like one step short of sex wrestling. In private, not many clothes." Just about as much as he was wearing, come to think of it. She pretended to inspect her fingernails. "And it may be I heard the famous session wrestling villainess the Devilish Doll is around here somewhere... trying to find superheroes she can take back to her lair and tie up first before he can do the tying himself. Though I hear she thinks the part where she gets treated that way could be fun too."

All true. She peered back over at him through lidded eyes. "Heard anything about that, Starboy?" The talk sort of had her heart pounding - the good way. She just wanted to see if she could get a rise out of him.

[Jaystar]

Starboy really thought that he had gotten the little riddle solved. He really thought that soon the blonde was going to admit him all of her devilish roleplay shenanigans, involving countless of dungeons and dragons, however well or poorly they fitted into the scenario that she seemed to be so invested in promoting around.

Besides, this was going well for him now. Gone were the days of shock and suspicions, and welcome were the times of her listening to him with that smiling, clearly approving face, and if Star wasn't committing himself to a too large degree of wishful thinking, a rather enticed and positively curious one as well.

Starboy had clearly gotten bought into.

Unfortunately, his conclusion wasn't. Apparently, the Devilish Doll had nothing to do with the flyer. But while Star could have been disappointed by that, instead, he became even more enticed himself from what she was explaining. A "hot as hell barbarian"? "Devil horns" and a "bad girl"? With a "giant axe"?

Sure, all very much red flags for a hero.

But extremely enticing ones though, if you somehow got to knew Star's truly honest opinion. Especially considering the villainesses he was admittedly eager to face.

He really needed to take care of keeping hold of this flyer.

The enticing prospect of (fictionally) battling with a gorgeous and strong barbarian was soon replaced by the reality though. One that probably wasn't any less enticing, but still a little more awkward for the hero again though.

"Session wrestling"? Sure, Star could hear loud and clear all that she said. But he was still trying to comprehend... He thought he understood "sex wrestling", to a certain degree at least... But how long exactly was the step that the girl was referring to here? Once again, his face was turning into a computing one. And the shift in her posture did nothing to ease his predicament...

Neither did her words. No, he might not have heard specifically about "session" wrestling... But based on her elaboration, he got the drift. It earned once again some blush on his face, but still not full comprehension. His brain still didn't compute that the cute, innocent blonde having just gotten scared by simply him making his skimpier-than-optimal appearance... Could actually be comfortable with something like that?!?

And his brain did not have enough time to compute it all, before she began saying things about villainesses... And the "Devilish Doll" again. And Star was still enough in his senses, that he realized that this was going to be the most important part for him to hear out.

Although the more he heard, the more he became flustered. But this time, more in an enticed way, rather than an awkward way...

Basically, what he was hearing, and what he was thinking that it meant, felt just too good to be true. In fact, he couldn't believe his luck tonight!

He kinda knew exactly the drift of what she was saying now. But it would take some serious effort out of him to reply to it all in the way he really should... In the way that a brave, unafraid and confident hero would!

Mentally, he was actually in a surprisingly good place to do just that.

Physically, she was certainly getting a rise out of him. Thank God for his specially-designed outfit for not revealing it.

Glancing Flo again from her head to her toe, Star could finally understand that his guess of devil in disguise had hit its mark better than he had even realized. But he also still knew that he had to play along with her words... He couldn't just jump her here and now - and he didn't even want to.

"I see, I see... " he began, with an understanding tone. "Well, like I told you, heroes always have their senses for where the villains may be hiding..." he continued, feeling finally redeemed from the doubts of having just gotten lost. "But it appears that the villain...- esses seem to be playing hide and seek, so would you happen to have any pointers to where the heroes should be heading to hunt for them?" he concluded, being vehemently surprised even himself over how smooth he was sounding like, even if he was actually dead flustered, enticed, and excited inside over this extremely unexpected turn of events himself.

But this was his role. He was now in the zone.

Even if a "session wrestling villainess" reeked like peril to him.

[Crossedes]

Did he have a... twinkle in his eye as she was describing her tiefling? God, this guy had it bad for some sexy villainesses... or at least something that looked like a sexy villainess. Flo made a note in the back of her mind to bring that up again later. If he had a thing for big red-skinned barbarian snu-snu, she wouldn't deny him, especially if that got him to join their little D&D game and got her the excuse to tease more cuties like Rai and Dash. And torture June a bit - that part was fun too. Teasing people just came naturally for the session girl, as did appeasing their fetishes. That was how she had gotten into this wild wrestling life, after all.

But in the immediate, she had something else in mind a little less imaginary and a little more physical. And it sounded like he was finally buying what she was selling. If nothing else, his buttons were getting pushed. The Brit could tell - she could always judge when she managed to get her fish hooks into someone with her allure. The darting eyes, the way he looked her over as if reconsidering his doubts. The way he lit up just a little bit when he understood that she wasn't trying to actually fool him with cryptic words. Nope... all she wanted was to get him in her clutches. Or... her in his would work just fine too. All this talk of lairs and bondage would get any girl's panties damp, most of all the one who spent so much of her time thinking about sexy shit.

And checkmate. He wanted to know where he could find the Devilish Doll. Flo twisted her mouth and tapped at it as if she were thinking before the slyness worked its way onto her face - she had a hard time playing pretend sometimes - and she leaned over to whisper in his ear, letting some of her long hair tickle against his chest. "I hear she's in apartment 2-1-1... or she will be in five minutes. She's a villainess and all, so you gotta give her a head start, you know." She told him, a touch of seduction in her voice and a fingernail lightly poking him in the chest.

...It occurred to her that he had been lost. Maybe she should explain better. "...Which is up the stairs behind me, then two rights. End of the hallway."

Finally, she pulled back, fixing him with a challenging, doubtful look. "So good luck if you want to hunt her down in her lair," she added, with a wink, before she turned and walked toward that exact set of stairs, an exaggerated swing in her hips. She maintained a gentle, slow gait until she had ascended out of his sight, and then she snickered and took off, trying to rush straight to her apartment to use her five minutes wisely. Oh, if she could have been a fly on the wall to watch him stew.

Fuck. She hadn't done anything this kinky in a while. Felt nice.

[Jaystar]

Starboy certainly hadn't been looking to run into any villains tonight, even if he was very willing to use it as excuse for his location. But somehow, miraculously, he had seemingly run into one now... Or, at least a hot girl who was seemingly eager to play one, and was buying into his gimmick. But obviously, this recent development was just absolutely exciting! Surely he was going to prefer taking on a little quest over spending the night alone at home, wondering about who LAW would arrange to serve as his first opponent some time in the future...

Still, Star was far from certain over how exactly he should have put his words when replying to the seemingly issued challenge. Sure, he could tell that she wanted a battle with him... But surely not here and now, in the public! And probably not in that attire either... If she really was the villainess she claimed she was. Luckily, his query turned out to provide exactly the result that he had been looking for... Minus the sudden closer contact though, which he actually couldn't complain about either.

"211." That was something to keep in mind now... "211. 211. Five minutes. Headstart... Damn, that hair tickles a bit... Her breath is so warm... And ouch, that fingernail was sharp! OK, concentrate... 511... No! No! 211! Up the stairs and right-... Aww shit, directions!" A hint of frustration made its way through Star's rather seducted state, as they were not something he would have needed at all! He was perfectly fine with finding his way to-...

"Oh, right. Up the stairs." That's why he had been lost. Wrong floor.

The hero did not end up commenting any of that though, as he knew that it was totally irrelevant for what he should have been focusing on now. And that he actually really wanted to focus on as well... "Well, thank you for the tip. Starboy will be there to take care of her." he stated instead to the seductive blonde, trying to sound as stoic and heroic as he could, before watching her turn away and her rear making its way up the stairs... She surely had a nice boot- body. Although clearly not one of a small ragdoll at all... Which was nice. Wrestling against her could probably turn out to be a good battle.

The following couple of minutes Star spent still in relative confusion, and extacy of what had just happened. He was surely fair enough to give the villainess a chance to prepare, but frankly, he also had to prepare mentally himself. Trying to think of the best ways to take down a girl like her... Even if he was starting to get more questions than answers. She had directed him into her room, or that was at least most likely what "211" was, so where were they going to be wrestling exactly? The bed? Even the thought brought some blush onto his cheeks again... Or was there actually going to be some kind of "lair"? And how was it going to be equipped? The villainess certainly had the home field advantage here... But it was nothing new. He just had to be equipped with-...

Shit! Of course he couldn't just show up there unprepared! And all he was holding now in his hands was this flyer! He needed to get to his apartment, and fast!

Starting an immense rush, Star made his way back to his apartment - now that he was acutely aware of where his navigation had gone south. But as he crashed into his apartment, all he could see were those unemptied moving boxes! "Shit... Where are my handcuffs?!?" Planting the flyer on his desk, the hero began hastily checking the top parts of the first three boxes he could get his hands on, before he realized that he wasn't going to have time for this. Instead, he spotted a ball of rope that had been securing some of those moving boxes, and decided that it would have to do.

Spoiler

Equipped with the rope, the Lonely Superhero began dashing towards 511... No, 211! Luckily the way there was now downstairs, so he wouldn't be arriving there all out of his breath... But he had certainly taken more than 5 minutes though. Probably more like around ten... But hopefully, the villainess wasn't going to mind about that...

...And why exactly was he even considering a thing like that?!? The feelings of a villainess?!?

Anyway, once the hero had made his way to the apartment 211, he caught his breath and raised his hand for... Oh, wait. Come on, heroes entering villain lairs weren't going to knock. Thus, Star took a moment to compose his posture, and then placed his hand straight onto the handle, and pressed it down seeing if it would open him the way to the lair of the Devilish Doll...

[Crossedes]

Still giggling at her own mischief and the nervous anticipation of a timer to beat, Flo fumbled with the key to her apartment for a few too many seconds once she reached it before she managed to make her way in, but she saved time by pulling her shirt off while she opened the door. Inside, she finished the job, unbuckling her jeans and stripping off her bra so two teardrop breasts fell, and she managed to get out of everything else by the time she had rushed past the living area to get to the bedroom in her reasonably small apartment. On the run to her door, she had already figured out what she could find and throw on in a jiffy and how she could organize the room decently enough to make it look like a wrestling lair.

She took the bundle of her clothes and threw them under the bed, then dove headlong into her closet and a small chest within where she kept some of her session gear for special occasions. It was easy enough to find the black gear among all the pink and white, so she fetched it all and tossed it on the bed. Still zooming around naked - he would get a real surprise if he showed up early - she grunted and growled and pushed so the bed sat at the end of the room, the foot of it facing the door. Carefully, for the next couple of minutes, she arranged a few mats on the way to it and stuck a couple of obstacles - her chair, a rolling cart with her DVD collection, a tapestry-thing her mom had bought her - near the mats, between the door and the bed. Good enough. "Best idea, best ideaaaa..."

Enjoying the thrill of the rushed preparation, she glanced at the clock. One more minute. Snickering and sticking her tongue out in concentration, she zoomed back to the bed, made sure she could reach her end table, and then took off back across the room to turn off all the lights. It was still early enough that some light poured through the windows, but there were plenty of shadows. Good. Lair-y. With that part done, the Brit clapped her hands together with gleeful satisfaction and finally made her way back to the bed to start pulling on her clothing. She slapped on the corset, situated her boobs well enough with in it, tied it up. Pulled on gloves, thigh-highs, garters. She realized she needed to switch out her headband and had outright forgotten any bottoms, so she rushed back into the closet to replace her headband with a black one, pull the buns out of her hair to let it flow freely, and finally yanked on some suitable panties that she couldn't remember wearing... ever. Snug.

And... that was everything. Flo, having already worked up a small sweat, let out a "Whew!" and flopped onto the bed. He should be showing up anytime, though, so she crawled up onto it, laid back against the head of it, and crossed her legs, waiting with so much excitement that she couldn't quite get the saucy villainess thing down and kept bouncing.

But he didn't show up immediately, no... to the point that she almost thought he was going to bail. "Come oooon, boy toy," she muttered at the door around the same time her bouncing became impatient-

Oooh. It creaked open. Flo all but slapped herself on the cheeks to get rid of the typically hyper session girl and replace her with a stern villainess, narrowed eyes, pouting lips, and all. As he stepped inside, Flo, slightly shrouded save for her face and her chest thanks to the light from sundown, glared at him from across the room. "You're pretty brave coming here," she warned, adding a bit more posh Londoner to her voice. "You're going to have to pay for it."

That said, she ducked off the bed and stayed low, trying to rush across the mats so she could hide behind the chair and ambush him. It took... Herculean efforts to avoid laughing the whole time.

[Jaystar]

As soon as Starboy laid his hand on the handle, he could recall all of the questions having popped into his head 8 minutes ago. What exactly was he going to find on the other side of the door? A regular apartment... With a king size bed? The girl had mentioned a lair, but she could have meant anything by that. And was the girl going to be there... And was she actually going to play a villainess? Or had it been just a jab... And was she going to waiting for him, or leaving him to hunt for her? All extremely exciting questions... But right now it was the easiest to focus on the simplest one. Would the door open?

It did. Star's heart skipped a beat as he could see the darkened apartment starting to open up in front of him, and had to take another second before pushing the door wider open. The hallway was very bright, and the apartment wasn't, so he had to bravely take a step into darkness... How exciting!

Sure, there was still a marked degree of nervousness running inside the Lonely Superhero, but on the other hand, getting to immerse into his role in a way like this was getting his adrenaline rushing, and in an extremely good way. How couldn't it have? Was there actually anything better than raiding the lairs of sexy villainesses? This was the literal moment of him getting in his zone.

As soon as he had stepped in though, the hero had to close the door behind him to have any hopes of properly seeing his surroundings at all. And it sounded almost like it clinched locked behind him... Strange. Maybe it was just his imagination.

Immediately after though, the hero could hear the villainess addressing him. Gosh, she certainly knew what to say... But it took a few seconds for him to actually start making out from the shadows where she actually was...

Shit. It was the bed.

Star's confidence took immediately a slight hit. Sure, in theory, he would have never in his right mind said no to getting into bed with a girl like that... But in practice, he knew that it would be a trap for the hero. Or, at least for him as a hero. Wrestling in the bed was definitely not one of his strengths. Oh no, oooh no. No, he needed to get the battle going somewhere else, than the bed...

Besides, the sight of her was already way too mesmerizing.

But what could be the option though? The more Star began making out of his surroundings, the more he was able to begin shifting his attention to them, and the more he actually became impressed...and in awe. This place actually looked like a villainess lair! And it actually looked like there were wrestling mats here?!? Wow. Just wow. He couldn't help wondering what kind of lairs the other doors of the hallways hid behind them, if 211 was like this... Now he just needed to get the girl out of the-...

Oh. She was no longer on the bed.

Interesting. But in a way, this actually got the hero more confident again. The sight of him was enough for the villainess to already begin her runaway? That was fine, he was game enough to hunt her - even if the lair was unknown territory for him. Maybe she was hiding beneath the sheets? He had to get closer to see properly into the shadows...

"Well, you have challenged a brave and mighty hero, Devilish Doll..." he began declaring stoically into the darkness. "So unfortunately, this will be your end..." he continued, not wanting to be left in the second place with issuing threats to a foe.

Foe, that he still couldn't locate at the moment... And the lair did not necessarily appear endlessly big. Oh, there seemed to be some kind of chair as well, blocking a part of his view... Maybe he could just-... "Woah!" Stumble over something. Something that looked like some kind of tapestry-thing... Well, never mind. He should just regain his footing, and pay more attention to the ground while creeping deeper into the lair in his hunt for the villainess...