Tanner flicked the lil' bamboo whisk back and forth in her cup -- or, well, not back and forth. More like a W type of shape, just like Corrine taught her. Soon her tea was a frothy green that just barely missed the top of that small bowl. Tanner held it up to her lips and felt the steam filter into her nose. She growled. Cold bit at the nerves beneath her teeth, but boilin' hot wasn't too good either. Tanner blew into the surface of the drink then set it down with a huff.
Suddenly, a winding mumble landed on her ear. "Hah?" It sounded like Yuri was talking to her. The seconds ticked by as she sank halfway back to attention. Only one or two more passed before Tanner recognized this moment for what it was. This was that rare time of day where the most hilarious, most devious thing Tanner Del Rio could do was tell the truth. Her gaze flickered from Yuri to Corrine, then back to Yuri. Corrine would never turn away from Natsuki, not when Pinky was talking to her, but a little bend in Corrine's shoulders told Tanner all she needed to know. Her body wasn't centered on Natsuki at all, and at the first word from Yuri, the Hedge Knight would turn right back.
The wide row of knives unfurled across her face, slow and mischievous. She turned towards Yuri. "Ah, yeah," she answered, "I picked that up from Corrine. We practiced the whole matcha thing the other day. She, uh..." Tanner sniffled, then dropped her voice to a low, casual croak. "She said somethin' about 'not wantin' to disappoint.'"
Then she thudded her elbows on the table and leaned, chin in palms, towards Natsuki and Corrine, leaving behind the bomb she'd dropped in Yuri's lap. A quick switch of the knobs in her brain, and she was tuned into their conversation. Frankly it was a lot more interesting than talking hot drinks with Yuri, even if Tanner didn't wanna leave her steeping in the revelation that Corrine was maybe-maybe-not obsessed with her.
"Damn, Natsuki," she butt in, hoping to throw Flattop so off guard with the use of her real name that the girl didn't even mind getting interrupted, "I didn't know Parfait Girls had fights like that. I'm more the 'Supaa Hero University' kinda gal myself but maybe I'll give some of your stuff a try... Got any recs?"
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Even Yuri — who had developed through experience a healthy skepticism about her initial impressions of other people's internal states — felt there was something significant in Tanner's pregnant pause as she glanced between Corrine and herself. Yuri felt something light and squirrelly flit around in her stomach.
Then, Tanner said something...cryptic. "Disappoint...? she whispered, "Disappoint who?" But of course, she knew who.
Do you, though? Yuri's eyes clouded as she wrapped her arms around her waist, blushing as she bit her lip. It sounded...It sounded like Corrine had been interested in impressing her.
But of course that was an utterly self-serving interpretation of a handful of words, was it not? The thought echoed around Yuri's mind like a pingpong ball, matching the tempo of her rapidly accelerating heart.
She could just as easily be referring to Natsuki...
Who is, one should note, the current focus of Corrine's attentions...
...Or, it could be a perfectly innocent gesture...
Yes, of course, Corrine worked hard because she wanted to make a good impression on her new hallmates.
Obviously. Obviously!
Given the impeccable attention she gives to every detail of service, it would be...shocking, in fact, if she had NOT taken special efforts to prepare for us...
But then why the furtive look? Why the grin, and the eyebrow that went sinusoid like a wiggle-worm?
She did not actually...wiggle her eyebrows Yuri.
Didn't she?
Yuri was having a hard time remembering what exactly had been said.
And anyway, all of this ignored the much more pertinent issue that the idea of Corrine having any special interest in or even awareness of Yuri bordered on the absurdly fantastical wish fulfillment.
"...which is why ACTUALLY the best place to start the series is in volume six, so you can loop back around to volume one. That way you know the stepdad's backstory, and the first few stories make WAAAAAY more sense."
Yuri blinked and looked around the table. Her shoulders sunk.
Ah. She had been forgotten.
Even Tanner was engaged with...Parfait Girls.
Yuri squinted. Tanner was...
Had she...
She was carrying on with energy and enthusiasm, even referring to Natsuki...uncharacteristically...by her name. Just dropping the bombshell and moving on. Strategically.
Had she said all that on purpose? Yuri's face reddened from pink to scarlet. It was a classic trick, right? Martha Dumptruck! Here's a letter from your crush, says he wants to meet you out back! Where they have Carrie's blood ready to dump on Eleanor Oliphant's head.
Of course.
Of course. Yuri's fists clenched under the table. And all the while. Natsuki went on and on and on, glorying in her attention...
"Y-you should tell them about your others!"
"—Eh...what Yuri?" All three of them turned to face Yuri, who realized much too late that, unlike Natsuki, she didn't particularly want to be the subject of three people's intense, skin-melting attention. Her jaw worked as her downward-cast gaze met everything but anyone's eye.
"Your...other books..."
"My other books. Ok..."
"Like...M-Monster Musume. And. That one with the horse girl with the..."
Natsuki stared at Yuri. Then, her face spread into an ear to ear grin. "Oooooh I don't know Yuri. What DOES the horse girl have?"
Yuri started shaking.
"You mean the horse girl with the giant stallion cock? Yeeeeeah." Natsuki leaned back in her chair, resting her hands behind her head. Chin up as she scoffed. "That one is pretty...Nice. GOD. It is so frickin' cool not to have to hide that shit anymore. You know, back home, if my dad ever found my hentai collection...KRRRRK!" She drew her finger along her throat, then hung her head to the side, tongue lolling out.
Ah, yes. Perhaps it had been unkind to attempt to humiliate Natsuki with an element of her parental background. Yuri, somehow, shrunk even smaller into her chair.
"Anyway, yeah, totally. If you guys wanna see some of the really good stuff, I could break that out. What kinda uh...Kehehe. What kinda tags are you guys into?"
Then, Tanner said something...cryptic. "Disappoint...? she whispered, "Disappoint who?" But of course, she knew who.
Do you, though? Yuri's eyes clouded as she wrapped her arms around her waist, blushing as she bit her lip. It sounded...It sounded like Corrine had been interested in impressing her.
But of course that was an utterly self-serving interpretation of a handful of words, was it not? The thought echoed around Yuri's mind like a pingpong ball, matching the tempo of her rapidly accelerating heart.
She could just as easily be referring to Natsuki...
Who is, one should note, the current focus of Corrine's attentions...
...Or, it could be a perfectly innocent gesture...
Yes, of course, Corrine worked hard because she wanted to make a good impression on her new hallmates.
Obviously. Obviously!
Given the impeccable attention she gives to every detail of service, it would be...shocking, in fact, if she had NOT taken special efforts to prepare for us...
But then why the furtive look? Why the grin, and the eyebrow that went sinusoid like a wiggle-worm?
She did not actually...wiggle her eyebrows Yuri.
Didn't she?
Yuri was having a hard time remembering what exactly had been said.
And anyway, all of this ignored the much more pertinent issue that the idea of Corrine having any special interest in or even awareness of Yuri bordered on the absurdly fantastical wish fulfillment.
"...which is why ACTUALLY the best place to start the series is in volume six, so you can loop back around to volume one. That way you know the stepdad's backstory, and the first few stories make WAAAAAY more sense."
Yuri blinked and looked around the table. Her shoulders sunk.
Ah. She had been forgotten.
Even Tanner was engaged with...Parfait Girls.
Yuri squinted. Tanner was...
Had she...
She was carrying on with energy and enthusiasm, even referring to Natsuki...uncharacteristically...by her name. Just dropping the bombshell and moving on. Strategically.
Had she said all that on purpose? Yuri's face reddened from pink to scarlet. It was a classic trick, right? Martha Dumptruck! Here's a letter from your crush, says he wants to meet you out back! Where they have Carrie's blood ready to dump on Eleanor Oliphant's head.
Of course.
Of course. Yuri's fists clenched under the table. And all the while. Natsuki went on and on and on, glorying in her attention...
"Y-you should tell them about your others!"
"—Eh...what Yuri?" All three of them turned to face Yuri, who realized much too late that, unlike Natsuki, she didn't particularly want to be the subject of three people's intense, skin-melting attention. Her jaw worked as her downward-cast gaze met everything but anyone's eye.
"Your...other books..."
"My other books. Ok..."
"Like...M-Monster Musume. And. That one with the horse girl with the..."
Natsuki stared at Yuri. Then, her face spread into an ear to ear grin. "Oooooh I don't know Yuri. What DOES the horse girl have?"
Yuri started shaking.
"You mean the horse girl with the giant stallion cock? Yeeeeeah." Natsuki leaned back in her chair, resting her hands behind her head. Chin up as she scoffed. "That one is pretty...Nice. GOD. It is so frickin' cool not to have to hide that shit anymore. You know, back home, if my dad ever found my hentai collection...KRRRRK!" She drew her finger along her throat, then hung her head to the side, tongue lolling out.
Ah, yes. Perhaps it had been unkind to attempt to humiliate Natsuki with an element of her parental background. Yuri, somehow, shrunk even smaller into her chair.
"Anyway, yeah, totally. If you guys wanna see some of the really good stuff, I could break that out. What kinda uh...Kehehe. What kinda tags are you guys into?"
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Corrine nodded along, filing away little index cards in the swooping lines and broad circles of Natsuki's handwriting. Every few seconds, her gaze floated back over to Yuri, who was conversing with Tanner. It was good to see them getting along, not least because the Parfait Girls chronology was... surprisingly complex. The arcs she'd already read lay on a line in her mind's eye; now they branched off into spinoffs and web shorts and drama CDs. Dessert-themed magical girls sorted themselves in her head, each one labeled with a title she'd have to follow up on. And if Tanner could relate too, perhaps they could watch to--
"Y-you should tell them about your others!"
A low, trilling note warbled through the air. Less a sour note and more the sort of scratched chord you could play off during a jazz performance. Corrine turned to the source of the sound, only to see Yuri offering a furtive glance. Stuck between turning back and meeting Natsuki's expectant gaze. A rock and a hard place that panged Corrine deeply.
Eyes laid upon the rippling matcha below, Yuri continued. And Lord, did she continue. Again with that lush baritone, heavy like jungle air as it filtered around them. She spoke of monster girls and... and horse-hung futanari. The steam in Yuri's words settled into fog, the type that might have whitened Kiwi Parfait's glasses.
Corrine's eyes glazed similarly. Like before with the chest of toys, when the steam cleared there was only a bookshelf. Uncouth titles promising well-inked debauchery lined its tomes. A dainty finger slid along each spine. Slow. Judging. Covetous. It tapped each one in turn. Finally, it settled on one, tipping it over until it fell from the shelf. The book landed on a plush bed, just between a slim leg and a fuller one.
"Eh?" Tanner grunted in confusion. Her brashness was perhaps the only thing that could shake Corrine back to the waking world. "'Tags?' The fuck is a--"
"Content tags on pornographic websites." The answer fell from Corrine's mouth before she could even think to stop it. "Maybe hentai websites as well."
Silence filled the room. Each teatime conversant went-stock still, save for stunned glances between them. Finally, Tanner guffawed. "HAH!" she said. One of her arms slung itself around Natsuki's shoulders, and the other brought a playful knuckle to rub at her scalp. "I knew I liked somethin' about ya, Pinkaboo! Got anything good with, uh, shit, what's it called? Futanari, that's it. I heard there were a few in LAW, but man, chicks with dicks, that's something I never knew I needed 'til I came to Japan."
The discussion of each woman's kinks brought Corrine's mind back to the gutter. Natsuki picked the book up. "Servant-kouhai Panic!!" it read. With a shaky hand, Yuri opened it up. Both Dokis' eyes floated along the page, bringing red to the skin just below. Soon Natsuki braved a finger down below. She rubbed at her lower lips until the digit was slick; Yuri did the same, only far slower. One, then two, then three fingers took a plunge, fucking the most sloppy noises out of each dribbling cunt. Then a glance was shared between the two, impossibly knowing despite the pink mist. Yuri nodded. Each woman reached over the leg of the other, and...
"I want to see it. Your collection, I mean." Corrine looked to Natsuki with all the subtlety of a stoplight. Then she turned to the taller Doki. "A-And yours too, Yuri, the, erm... toys. If you're fine with it." She swallowed. "O-Oh, who am I kidding? That is beyond improper for me to ask of you. And on the first time we'd really spent time together, too, I mean-" Corrine slid her chair from the table. "Please. Forgive me, and forget I ever said anything. I'll be off--"
"HA! NO. FUCKING. WAY!" Tanner laughed even harder. She dragged Corrine wrist-first back into her seat. "Don't try and hide it. You're as much of a perv as any of us. Nat, Yuri, now that she brought it up, I wanna see your shit too! Ya down?"
"Y-you should tell them about your others!"
A low, trilling note warbled through the air. Less a sour note and more the sort of scratched chord you could play off during a jazz performance. Corrine turned to the source of the sound, only to see Yuri offering a furtive glance. Stuck between turning back and meeting Natsuki's expectant gaze. A rock and a hard place that panged Corrine deeply.
Eyes laid upon the rippling matcha below, Yuri continued. And Lord, did she continue. Again with that lush baritone, heavy like jungle air as it filtered around them. She spoke of monster girls and... and horse-hung futanari. The steam in Yuri's words settled into fog, the type that might have whitened Kiwi Parfait's glasses.
Corrine's eyes glazed similarly. Like before with the chest of toys, when the steam cleared there was only a bookshelf. Uncouth titles promising well-inked debauchery lined its tomes. A dainty finger slid along each spine. Slow. Judging. Covetous. It tapped each one in turn. Finally, it settled on one, tipping it over until it fell from the shelf. The book landed on a plush bed, just between a slim leg and a fuller one.
"Eh?" Tanner grunted in confusion. Her brashness was perhaps the only thing that could shake Corrine back to the waking world. "'Tags?' The fuck is a--"
"Content tags on pornographic websites." The answer fell from Corrine's mouth before she could even think to stop it. "Maybe hentai websites as well."
Silence filled the room. Each teatime conversant went-stock still, save for stunned glances between them. Finally, Tanner guffawed. "HAH!" she said. One of her arms slung itself around Natsuki's shoulders, and the other brought a playful knuckle to rub at her scalp. "I knew I liked somethin' about ya, Pinkaboo! Got anything good with, uh, shit, what's it called? Futanari, that's it. I heard there were a few in LAW, but man, chicks with dicks, that's something I never knew I needed 'til I came to Japan."
The discussion of each woman's kinks brought Corrine's mind back to the gutter. Natsuki picked the book up. "Servant-kouhai Panic!!" it read. With a shaky hand, Yuri opened it up. Both Dokis' eyes floated along the page, bringing red to the skin just below. Soon Natsuki braved a finger down below. She rubbed at her lower lips until the digit was slick; Yuri did the same, only far slower. One, then two, then three fingers took a plunge, fucking the most sloppy noises out of each dribbling cunt. Then a glance was shared between the two, impossibly knowing despite the pink mist. Yuri nodded. Each woman reached over the leg of the other, and...
"I want to see it. Your collection, I mean." Corrine looked to Natsuki with all the subtlety of a stoplight. Then she turned to the taller Doki. "A-And yours too, Yuri, the, erm... toys. If you're fine with it." She swallowed. "O-Oh, who am I kidding? That is beyond improper for me to ask of you. And on the first time we'd really spent time together, too, I mean-" Corrine slid her chair from the table. "Please. Forgive me, and forget I ever said anything. I'll be off--"
"HA! NO. FUCKING. WAY!" Tanner laughed even harder. She dragged Corrine wrist-first back into her seat. "Don't try and hide it. You're as much of a perv as any of us. Nat, Yuri, now that she brought it up, I wanna see your shit too! Ya down?"
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Tomoe Togarashi, the Izakaya Fire (Heavyweight)
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Satsuki Hayano, the Queen of Clubs (Lightweight)
The Impossible, LAW’s Biggest Mystery (Lightweight)
Corrine DuPage, the Hedge Knight (Middleweight; Young Lioness)
Tanner Del Rio, the Wild Child (Middleweight; Young Lioness)
Tomoe Togarashi, the Izakaya Fire (Heavyweight)
Eleanor Gray, Formerly Known as Gunner Ellie (Middleweight)
Bailey Byrnes, the Ginger Snap (Middleweight)
Darina Daybreak, the Blazing Sun (Heavyweight)
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"Please stay!"
Eh? Natsuki's attention swivelled from Tanner to Yuri, who stared at Corrine with these eyes. They were bugging out of her head—Pop! Like a rabbit watching a fox real close. Then, what she'd practically barked outloud made it through to the thing between her ears, and her face turned a shade of red Natsuki had only seen before on a flower.
"If you want." Same tempo, half the volume. Natsuki cackled.
"Awwwwh, has talk of anal plugs and futa chicks gotcha feeling nervous, Yuri?"
"I..." Yuri's jaw worked up and down, looking for the words. It would've almost been a little sad, except Yuri had spent the past hour earning exactly this kinda "just deserts." Let her stew a little.
Homegirl went for her tea—which turned out to be a big mistake. Wobble-hands over there got the cup about halfway up to her lips, but her fingers were jittering way too much to drink. Natsuki felt her snaggletooth pop over her bottom lip as her grin got wide, and that's when Yuri spilled about half her cup. On the table. Her lap. Everywhere.
"C-crap—"
Hear that motherflippin' squeak. Yuri could be kinda cute.
"Tsk. Geez, Yuri." Natsuki grabbed a nearby napkin and started sopping up the pool of wasted matcha, shaking her head, grinning. "You're really going, arent'cha? You really don't wanna show 'em your 'Jessica Rabbit,' I guess."
"I'm not sure..." Yuri's voice was hoarse and about an octave higher than her usual rumble grumble. "This is...the appropriate venue for..." And on the cusp of hyperventillating, too.
Natsuki rolled her eyes.
"Come ooooon Yuri." By now, the people at the table had dabbed and soaked and wiped the table dry, so Natsuki lay back in her own chair, her own teacup now in hand. She rested one foot against the edge of the table. "What do you think we're here to do, huh? I mean like—here at LAW? Brew frickin' tea and play paddicake? Naaaah."
Natsuki pushed with her foot, leaning her chair back as she took a nice long drag of her own tea. She could feel the caffeine hit almost instantly. She didn't usually go in for high-energy crap, so this stuff hit hard. She smacked her lips with satisfaction. "We're sexfighters, girl! We fuck other chicks for a living! Down the throat, up the butt, with a three-finger plug and twist...Heh. Whatever. The more creative and GROSS, the better."
"Huuum." It was a little sad, really, just how out of her element Yuri was. Even after all that crooning and setup, Yuri was still just sitting there, staring at her knees, red as a frickin' turnip. Natsuki picked her ear with a pinkie finger, didn't find much but pretended to flick it away anyhow before looking back at violet and droopy. "You're gonna have to get way more comfortable with this stuff. Quick."
Eh? Natsuki's attention swivelled from Tanner to Yuri, who stared at Corrine with these eyes. They were bugging out of her head—Pop! Like a rabbit watching a fox real close. Then, what she'd practically barked outloud made it through to the thing between her ears, and her face turned a shade of red Natsuki had only seen before on a flower.
"If you want." Same tempo, half the volume. Natsuki cackled.
"Awwwwh, has talk of anal plugs and futa chicks gotcha feeling nervous, Yuri?"
"I..." Yuri's jaw worked up and down, looking for the words. It would've almost been a little sad, except Yuri had spent the past hour earning exactly this kinda "just deserts." Let her stew a little.
Homegirl went for her tea—which turned out to be a big mistake. Wobble-hands over there got the cup about halfway up to her lips, but her fingers were jittering way too much to drink. Natsuki felt her snaggletooth pop over her bottom lip as her grin got wide, and that's when Yuri spilled about half her cup. On the table. Her lap. Everywhere.
"C-crap—"
Hear that motherflippin' squeak. Yuri could be kinda cute.
"Tsk. Geez, Yuri." Natsuki grabbed a nearby napkin and started sopping up the pool of wasted matcha, shaking her head, grinning. "You're really going, arent'cha? You really don't wanna show 'em your 'Jessica Rabbit,' I guess."
"I'm not sure..." Yuri's voice was hoarse and about an octave higher than her usual rumble grumble. "This is...the appropriate venue for..." And on the cusp of hyperventillating, too.
Natsuki rolled her eyes.
"Come ooooon Yuri." By now, the people at the table had dabbed and soaked and wiped the table dry, so Natsuki lay back in her own chair, her own teacup now in hand. She rested one foot against the edge of the table. "What do you think we're here to do, huh? I mean like—here at LAW? Brew frickin' tea and play paddicake? Naaaah."
Natsuki pushed with her foot, leaning her chair back as she took a nice long drag of her own tea. She could feel the caffeine hit almost instantly. She didn't usually go in for high-energy crap, so this stuff hit hard. She smacked her lips with satisfaction. "We're sexfighters, girl! We fuck other chicks for a living! Down the throat, up the butt, with a three-finger plug and twist...Heh. Whatever. The more creative and GROSS, the better."
"Huuum." It was a little sad, really, just how out of her element Yuri was. Even after all that crooning and setup, Yuri was still just sitting there, staring at her knees, red as a frickin' turnip. Natsuki picked her ear with a pinkie finger, didn't find much but pretended to flick it away anyhow before looking back at violet and droopy. "You're gonna have to get way more comfortable with this stuff. Quick."
Nice to meet you
I’m a cryptid
Chose my own name
Now I’m Mildred
It’s no Mothman
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Re: The Perils of Teatime - Yuri, Natsuki, Corrine, & Tanner
Never had Corrine been so grateful for a spill. The second that splash hit the table, she shooed Natsuki away and took the napkins for herself. There was no need to busy a guest with something like this, after all. Not when her hands had earned such automaticity. With the left, she dabbed the surface-tea away before wiping into wide, efficient circles. With the right, she swapped Yuri's tea out for her own untouched cup, fast as a sleight.
Soon, all became well. As far as the table went, anyway. Recovered though their teatime was, Corrine could not find solace in the work. Yuri's disconcertment weighed on the nape of Corrine's neck, and mentions of vibrators and hentai matches sent jolts to the Hedge Knight's groin.
There was a pool in her tummy now. She stood straight as an arrow so that it might not jostle against her thighs. "I-If you don't want to, w-w-we... Excuse me." More visions to banish. As always. Damn her. She shut her eyes until she could focus on the clothed versions of her friends. Corrine furrowed her brow and cleared her throat. A little rasp bumped from lung to throat, so she swallowed that away as well. Then she took a deep breath, just like Father had taught her. Pull away from the steaming cups. Let cool, sweet oxygen replenish the soul. Slacken the shoulders, fill the airways, and soothe away the thoughts of absolutely wrecking your newest friend...ship.
Meanwhile, Tanner slithered her way behind Yuri's seat. Head over purple-strewn shoulder, she leaned in tight. "I wasn't lyin' earlier, y'know." Tanner purred, low and soft so that the words themselves would nudge Yuri's neck. "Speakin' as a good bestie who wants to get her roommate laid... She wants you. Has since the moment you walked into our classroom. God, just imagine when she finally gets her hands on you..." She stepped back and let her laughter say the rest.
Yuri exhaled. Her eyes and smile were porcelain, and her chin was nudged ever so slightly left to provide the appropriate amount of inclination. "If it is the more sensual side of LAW you are concerned about, the Young Lioness curriculum is quite welcoming. Lessons are optional and can be private or seminar-style at your discretion." Clinical description was her rosary. A mantra to repeat for grounding and strength, yes, but also a tool to ward away evil. In another time, at another place, perhaps Corrine could indulge in the daydream of tribbing Yuri away under the watchful eye of a stentorian instructor. But not now. Not here.
She smiled, lips as tight as they were wide. "So there's no need to entertain such an improper request. Not on the basis of education, anyway. Only share what you feel comfortable with; I'd hate to make you more uncomfortable than I already have."
"So you're sayin' it's our choice, right?"
The table turned to Tanner.
"Or, like, at least theirs?"
She raised her cup to Natsuki. Then, as she sipped, the gator girl's eyes slunk over to Yuri. The ball was in their court.
Soon, all became well. As far as the table went, anyway. Recovered though their teatime was, Corrine could not find solace in the work. Yuri's disconcertment weighed on the nape of Corrine's neck, and mentions of vibrators and hentai matches sent jolts to the Hedge Knight's groin.
There was a pool in her tummy now. She stood straight as an arrow so that it might not jostle against her thighs. "I-If you don't want to, w-w-we... Excuse me." More visions to banish. As always. Damn her. She shut her eyes until she could focus on the clothed versions of her friends. Corrine furrowed her brow and cleared her throat. A little rasp bumped from lung to throat, so she swallowed that away as well. Then she took a deep breath, just like Father had taught her. Pull away from the steaming cups. Let cool, sweet oxygen replenish the soul. Slacken the shoulders, fill the airways, and soothe away the thoughts of absolutely wrecking your newest friend...ship.
Meanwhile, Tanner slithered her way behind Yuri's seat. Head over purple-strewn shoulder, she leaned in tight. "I wasn't lyin' earlier, y'know." Tanner purred, low and soft so that the words themselves would nudge Yuri's neck. "Speakin' as a good bestie who wants to get her roommate laid... She wants you. Has since the moment you walked into our classroom. God, just imagine when she finally gets her hands on you..." She stepped back and let her laughter say the rest.
Yuri exhaled. Her eyes and smile were porcelain, and her chin was nudged ever so slightly left to provide the appropriate amount of inclination. "If it is the more sensual side of LAW you are concerned about, the Young Lioness curriculum is quite welcoming. Lessons are optional and can be private or seminar-style at your discretion." Clinical description was her rosary. A mantra to repeat for grounding and strength, yes, but also a tool to ward away evil. In another time, at another place, perhaps Corrine could indulge in the daydream of tribbing Yuri away under the watchful eye of a stentorian instructor. But not now. Not here.
She smiled, lips as tight as they were wide. "So there's no need to entertain such an improper request. Not on the basis of education, anyway. Only share what you feel comfortable with; I'd hate to make you more uncomfortable than I already have."
"So you're sayin' it's our choice, right?"
The table turned to Tanner.
"Or, like, at least theirs?"
She raised her cup to Natsuki. Then, as she sipped, the gator girl's eyes slunk over to Yuri. The ball was in their court.
Last edited by FreestylePoet on Mon May 13, 2024 3:57 am, edited 2 times in total.
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Brooke Betancourt, the Downrange Diva (Lightweight)
Julie Dykstra-Liao, the Notorious J.D.L. (Middleweight)
Louise Vandenbroeck, the Scarlet Streak (Middleweight)
Leonie Bowen, the Lioness of LAW (Middleweight)
Shiori Takeda, the Fangirl (Lightweight)
Satsuki Hayano, the Queen of Clubs (Lightweight)
The Impossible, LAW’s Biggest Mystery (Lightweight)
Corrine DuPage, the Hedge Knight (Middleweight; Young Lioness)
Tanner Del Rio, the Wild Child (Middleweight; Young Lioness)
Tomoe Togarashi, the Izakaya Fire (Heavyweight)
Eleanor Gray, Formerly Known as Gunner Ellie (Middleweight)
Bailey Byrnes, the Ginger Snap (Middleweight)
Darina Daybreak, the Blazing Sun (Heavyweight)
Seunyoung "CLOUDY" Ko (Middleweight; B2B Tag Member)
Juliana Oliviera, the Bulkkoch of Brasília (Middleweight; B2B Tag Member)
Sakie "Jungle Cat" Hori (Lightweight)
Araceli "La Cueza" Midori (Middleweight)
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Louise Vandenbroeck, the Scarlet Streak (Middleweight)
Leonie Bowen, the Lioness of LAW (Middleweight)
Shiori Takeda, the Fangirl (Lightweight)
Satsuki Hayano, the Queen of Clubs (Lightweight)
The Impossible, LAW’s Biggest Mystery (Lightweight)
Corrine DuPage, the Hedge Knight (Middleweight; Young Lioness)
Tanner Del Rio, the Wild Child (Middleweight; Young Lioness)
Tomoe Togarashi, the Izakaya Fire (Heavyweight)
Eleanor Gray, Formerly Known as Gunner Ellie (Middleweight)
Bailey Byrnes, the Ginger Snap (Middleweight)
Darina Daybreak, the Blazing Sun (Heavyweight)
Seunyoung "CLOUDY" Ko (Middleweight; B2B Tag Member)
Juliana Oliviera, the Bulkkoch of Brasília (Middleweight; B2B Tag Member)
Sakie "Jungle Cat" Hori (Lightweight)
Araceli "La Cueza" Midori (Middleweight)
Russell Reyes, the Pride of the Islands (Male)
Christina Morgenstern, the Eagle Eyed Manager of Team Stanza (Manager)
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