Painted Abs (For GrapplerGoddess)

[Fairy Dragon]

Things were getting interesting all around, though not all of it was the good kind. Kyoko had gained more popularity thanks to her struggles with Da Xia, on one hand she liked the publicity on the other hand she hated Da was getting any part of her name out with her as well. Kyoko wanted nothing more then to do something about it, and in general making sure people were ONLY talking about her. She printed out a punch of posters depicting her standing over Da Xia and listing the dates of her next few appearances. What better way to be remembered as a conquering warrior and for Da to be remembered as another loser.

"You three cover that area the rest of you this way. Make sure you leave no wall un checked I'm not paying you for chump work." Kyoko demanded before putting the first one up as her worker bee's scattered to do as they were told. She likewise began putting up posters, making sure they were displayed proudly on the area around her. She even shoved some in people's faces to make sure they took them, no way was she letting anyone just ignore her.

[GrapplerGoddess]

Due to Ying's rather infamous and outright psychotic behavior, it was rare to see her casually roaming about the halls of LAW. Under most circumstances she'd be likely spotted lurking in the shadows while stalking a potential canvas, yet today seemed to be an exception. The cause behind the abnormally normal behavior was a result of a severe case of artist's block. Her latest opponents in the ring had failed to live up to her absurd standards and qualifications so it had been quite some time since the Psycho Painter actually created a masterpiece of any kind. A severe lack of activity wasn't doing her creative process any favors and so Ying was left merely strolling along, all the while rhythmically tossing one of her ink bottles up and down to an internal beat.

Since her eyes were dead set on tracking her bottle's movements, Ying wasn't remotely paying any attention to where she was walking. Eventually she ended up crashing into a rather eager worker who was busy trying to find a spot on the wall that wasn't covered in a certain reoccurring poster. The impact caused the worker to suddenly fall back on their rear while Ying herself snapped out of her stupor and back to reality. Those golden eyes darted down to catch the careless ingrate who dared brush against her! Ying's left arm jettisoned forward to clasp the now terrified girl's neck and pinned her to the floor. Her other hand popped open the ink bottle she had been toying around with earlier and silently began to dip the contents forward into her victim's open mouth; that is until the posters the girl had been carrying caught her eye.

Quite literally tossing the poster girl aside, Ying directed her full attention to the girls on the poster. Initially they didn't seem like all that much but upon closer inspection one of them was quite appealing. The one standing victorious was quite the lascivious sight; especially those perfect abs which her outfit so lovingly highlighted. Those disturbingly creative gears in that psychotic mind as that iconic Cheshire grin made its way over the aesthete's face once more. As if this couldn't get any better the canvas of interest was just a little ways away shoving posters into the faces of every passersby! "Good things really do come to those who wait. Now let's start the drafting phase... Ying mumbled to herself as she briskly made her way over to Kyoko.

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko was busy moving around, she wanted to be done faster then her works were so she could relax and she slammed another poster onto the wall and looked around. She as making good progress and felt proud of it all when suddenly she heard someone. Turning to the left of her she saw one of girls she hired stumbling about and looking scared out of her wits. "What are you doing? Your supposed to be covering that area Im over here." Her eyes went wide and then they flicked the way she came. "Umm..I..I sorry Miss Kyoko but..The lady over there..She uh.." "She what? Your scared of someone?" "Y-Ying..." Kyoko raised an eyebrow but before she could ask she saw someone coming her way.

The women was big and seemed to be eyeing her up so there was no way to ignore her. She reminded her of someone but she couldnt put a place on who. Instead she handed her posters to the worker and motioned for her to get out of the way..she did so without hesitation as soon as Kyoko gave her the go ahead. She was wearing her street clothes which mostly amounted to some shorts and a fishnet top that of course exposed her prized abs and her usual jacket. Her hands went to her sides as she looked at the women. "So..you must be Ying. Any reason your putting your hands on girls I hire to spread my good name? Or were you just looking to make some bad decisions today?" Kyoko scoffed eyeing her up unafraid of anyone no matter how cautious she should have been.

[GrapplerGoddess]

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Despite clearly being addressed by the Belly Queen and indicating that she was mere moments away from starting a scuffle, Ying payed her target no heed and began to orbit around her. While she was never too subtle about measuring her canvases up, usually her eyes would dart around and focus on key key parts such as the bust and waist, Ying outright violated Kyoko's personal space during this study. Her expressions constantly switched from devious to studious as she eyed her canvas like a predator would its prey. She was clearly mumbling something to herself all the while but it was absolutely incoherent given how fast she was speaking; at times it outright sounded like she was switching between several languages as she continued to not-so-subtly droll on.

It wasn't long until the psychotic prodigy was lost in her own little world. Her incongruous speech became slightly more audible but no more understandable as she finally stopped circling Kyoko. There was bit of an awkward silence after Ying's rambling abruptly stopped and her eyes focused on Kyoko's iconic abs. With that glorious sight it was official: Ying had chosen her next canvas. "If you've heard of me, then you know exactly why I'm bothering to grace your presence with my divinity. Count yourself both lucky and blessed. Not everyone is worthy of being part of my gallery, and I must say you're likely to become on of the most exceptional masterpieces I've created yet." An unnerving speech would soon be accompanied by an unnerving giggle as Ying took the same ink bottle from earlier and spread the dark substance all over her palms.

[Fairy Dragon]

Ying was already annoying her and she hadn't even said an actual word to her yet. Instead she started walking around her and making a mention of various things she could barely here as she spoke Kyoko felt herself getting ready to just start throwing fists if she didnt shut up and start talking to her here and now. Though it seemed when she was seconds of way from decking her Ying finally started to speak..acting like she was divinity, a Goddess of some kind Kyoko had almost about enough of it.

Spoiler

"I dont know who you are. I know you scared the shit out of my girl over there. She knew you, I on the other hand couldnt care less who you are. Your in my way and unless you want to piss me off further by making the Queen dirty her hands to teach you a lesson I suggest you stop acting like you exist on another dimension." Kyoko said before noticing that her attire looked...painted on. Then she saw what she was dipping her hands in. "Wait..You want to...draw me?" She asked bewildered...something told her even if that was true it wasnt what she expected.

[GrapplerGoddess]

"Seems my name is only known among the common-folk so far, tch. Ying mused, realizing that as of now her reputation hadn't really proceeded her. It seemed all the fear she garnered out in the streets of China hadn't exactly transferred over to roster of LAW. Ying shrugged off the likely unbeknownst blow to her pride and continued to slather her hands in her ink, up to the point where both of her forearms were completely drenched. The excess dripped on to the floor with enough residue to create a small black puddle around her.

Ying tossed the empty bottles to the wayside and closed whatever little distance was left between her and Kyoko, putting them breast to breast. She took another moment to admire the woman's natural beauty, for a moment she almost seemed taken aback. "You truly are beautiful, a natural masterpiece... Ying's tone couldn't have possibly been more genuine. She really was enraptured with the Belly Queen in every way. Yet even still, Kyoko was not perfect. Her majesty was just so close to reaching true artistic perfection but needed a finishing touch, or rather a divine touch. There was no doubt about it, her body needed Ying's ink to achieve it's true purpose! With that the Psycho Painter let a single finger glide across Kyoko's navel, painting a perfectly straight line across those prized abs.

[Fairy Dragon]

"Common Folk? What you some pretty little princess somewhere else?" Kyoko asked though it was hard to tell if this women was listening, she was too busy putting her hand in jars of ink. Given her desire to draw her she was having a hard time discerning what exactly would come from this little venture. Though she took a second to turn and see one of her girls skipping towards her with no posters only to stop when she saw she was standing next to some big girl. Kyoko motioned for her to get the hell out of there before Ying noticed and she nodded and did so. Kyoko turned back to Ying just as she was complimenting her.

"I know that, though it is smart of people to acknowledge-." And then before she knew it she was stopped by Ying taking her ink covered hand and actually running it across her belly. Crossing her belly button in a straight line Kyoko was dumbfounded at what just happened. In her whole career she had been slapped, punched, spat on, kissed, and sprayed with various liquids on her belly but this chick was not only looking at her like some piece of meat she seemed to want to use her as a canvas. "....The Hell do you think your doing exactly?"

[GrapplerGoddess]

"What does it look like 'Your Highness'?" Ying sneered as she retracted her hand and flicked the excess ink from the perfect stroke onto Kyoko's cheek. Your body is far too good for the likes of you. It would be better off in my hands and showcased in my studio, turned into a stunning masterpiece that will shake the art world down to it's very core! Now with that being said your royal worthlessness... Ying sneered before her expression went through a radical shift, instantly changing between an overly theatrical and slightly flamboyant grin to a deadly focused cold stare. "I'm going to have to ask that you drop dead.

An ink-coated left arm reeled back and the corresponding hand shot open! By hook or by crook Ying planned on taking Kyoko down, even if it meant roughing up this canvas to a point nearly beyond repair! Nothing was going stand in the way between this psychotic painter and her artistic visions! Ying violently swung forward aiming to get a firm grasp the side of Kyoko's face. If she connected the Goddess would more than likely try to push the Belly Queen face-first into one of the many posters she had slandered the walls with!

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko watched Ying who basically started to rant like a megalomaniac and talk about what she planned to do with her body, which was very disturbing. The way she talked she wanted Kyoko to basically be turned into a propped up art project for her to put on display, which would mean she wanted Kyoko to basically be a beaten body willing to listen or a...yeah she didnt want to think of the implication for what she could be implying, she just knew she wasnt about to let it happen. Though just as she tried to back away she felt a hand come to her head and slammed into the wall against one of her posters.

"Agggh!..The shit..." Kyoko groaned putting her hand on the ink covered hand grabbing her, though she didnt want to just let herself be taken down. So she tried to throw an elbow back into Ying to try and get her to back off, if she could anyway.