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Post by Arceia Kinsley on Sept 17, 2015 18:35:15 GMT -5
Everything took a turn for the sinister musically and rhythmically, but it was fun anyway. One thing that caught her off guard was the eye contact though. Even with her mask, there were holes for her to see out of, and it was very much clear that her eyes were visible. A vibrant purple color that seemed to glow with a radiant heat - in fact, they were literally glowing. A special attribute in her ensemble were contact lenses that glowed under blacklight, which was definitely a presence in this environment. The glowing wasn't distracting, to a surprising degree even, as one could clearly make out the details of her irises in this way, and she could see just fine herself.
The way she was being spoken to though... Was she unintentionally leading someone on? Heaven forbid, she turned into some sort of player. She wasn't intending to actually bond with anyone tonight, just put on a show. With all her might, she tried to think of a way to deflect this topic, but when she came up empty as she had been sort of inviting it in her movements, she resigned herself to something else.
"Careful now." she smirked - which if her masks' beak was just slightly lower would have been very obvious - and made her way to another back to back position - this time leaning against the woman and reaching over her shoulders behind her for a very strange but hard to miss album cover photo op.
"Birds of prey make short work of their meals."
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Post by Nami "Konosuke" Ishihara on Sept 17, 2015 19:00:02 GMT -5
So, her initial encouragement f her dancing was now followed up with coy teasing. Well that was as good as flirting went in Konosuke's book. Glowing eyes and all she was so into this girl, man, how cool was that? Glowing contacts? Smiling she slipped her fingers into her hair, pulling it back as she was completely blown away shaking her head.
She laughed a little, "Catch me if you can," she flirted back, poking the tip of the beak on the girl's mask and winking, "if you do, it's worth a taste!"
The music slowed down, and Konosuke was ready for some punch, she was a little winded, sweaty, but not over worked, she was an athlete after all, but she didn't want to walk away for fear of losing the DJ and letting her out of sight. Instead she challenged her endurance and continued dancing with the mysterious glowing eyed girl. She'd be sure to take a business card or a flyer or something. The girl had earned herself a new number one fan.
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Post by Zephyra DĂłnall on Sept 17, 2015 19:58:08 GMT -5
A breath caught in her throat as she turned her gaze away from the stars to the girl that stepped up next to her. She felt her heart double its pace and stutter at the same time. Zephy's lips parted slightly so she could speak but suddenly the windows vibrated with a deep base and she frowned at the noise not exactly sure what was going on in there, but the redhead turned back to Asami and reached for her. The tips of her fingers touched against the collar of the jacket.
"If you don't mind.. I just need to get something." Her gloved hand slid into the inside pocket of her jacket and withdrew a piece of thick paper. Their close proximity was making her overly nervous and as she held out the rectangle her hand shook ever so slightly. There was only a hand span between the two and she had to hold herself stiff to keep from hugging the lolita.
"I.. uhm.. I-I.." She swallowed and cursed herself as she tried to untie her tongue.
"I am returning to Ireland for New Years. And.. I would like you to come with me. If you would like, that is." Zeph smiled nervously as she held the plane ticket out to the girl.
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Post by Asami Takashi on Sept 17, 2015 20:14:00 GMT -5
"Ugh,"
it was the sound she made, but it wasn't representative of her feelings at all. She was shocked but, not disgusted. she wondered if that was really okay. "Why would you want me to do that?" the question came out harsh, but she didn't know how else to word it in her little tsundere head. Anyone else would have said "Really? You want me to come with you?" but not Asami, she had to lace everything negatively.
She'd never been to Ireland before, and never out of the country with a friend. The closest thing would be her trip to the Atsraea summer house, which had gone horribly wrong with Kendall's evil cousin. She was blushing and she snatched it away, "I mean, of course I'd go," she said with a catty attitude, "Just, ugh..." she didn't know what else to say, she was hiding her flattery with her usual demeanor. She was actually really excited. Her words were swallowed by her blush though and she looked visibly nervous for a second, unable to say anything more.
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Post by Takara Kaneshiro on Sept 17, 2015 21:06:50 GMT -5
The music had changed and suddenly things turned very lively. Strange get-ups aside, the Ball looked like it was a lot of fun. Perhaps she could even make a new friend or two, along the way. But first, she would have to see if she could locate some of her current friends. While the DJ fired up the crowd, a familiar voice yelled out her name. As the familiar sounding girl in the mask demanded answers of the blonde, Takara whirled around and knocked the hand of her her shoulder. The flurry of motion ended with her standing on foot, while her was held poised as if ready launch a furious kick at some unseen attacker.
Her hands clenched into fists and were held at the ready as she stared down the familiar girl. Why, it was Haruka, of course. After all, who else talked in such an old fashioned manner? Gold eyes blinked as she registered the girl's identity. Then, she beamed a delighted smile and launched straight into a hug, wrapping her arms around the lovely samurai.
"Haru-chaaaaaan!" she greeted, "I'm so glad I found you! And your dress looks so pretty! Oh! I'm terribly sorry about running so late, Haru-chan."
She stepped back to offer a bow, as she apologized. Had she known Haruka was waiting on her, she might have hurried it up a little bit. Or, she might have gotten caught up in the same day dream that caused her tardiness in the first place. Well, that didn't matter, anymore. Now she could enjoy the Ball with Haruka!
"We should dance!" she declared, grabbing the samurai by the hand and hurrying over to the dance floor.
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Post by Zephyra DĂłnall on Sept 18, 2015 5:53:54 GMT -5
"Because I enjoy spending time with you. Must I really have a reason for wanting to spend more of it with you?" The underclassman smiled as the ticket was taken from her hand and since it was left bare, she reached out and gently traced the curve of Asami's cheek with just her fingertips.
The stroke of her fingers stopped at the point of her chin and her gaze locked on her lips. What would it be like to kiss those lips? A shiver raced down her spine, but it wasn't from the cold, quite the opposite. She felt like every limb was on fire, her face burning the brightest. Suddenly her hand jerked back and she turned her gaze away to look off across the school grounds. Ridiculous! Asami would never let something like that happen.
The redhead cleared her throat as her quivering hand rose to brush through her fiery locks. "Uhm.. perhaps we should go back inside. It seems like we are missing the party."
She smiled tentatively and pushed off the railing so she was standing at her full height once more.
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Post by Miyako Miyashita on Sept 18, 2015 15:57:59 GMT -5
Contact had been established with the roommate, so MiyaMiya decided it was time to move to the next stage of her plan. For a couple of moments she peered out from under her box through the LED lit goggles which she claimed could detect magical energies. Closer inspection of Eri on the dance floor proved to reveal no unexpected auras or sources of magic whatsoever so everything was just fine. Only when she was thus assured that Eri was in fact Eri did MiyaMiya stand up, still with the box over her upper body. Her dress spilled out from the box as she did so, creating the odd effect of a cardboard box with a big foofy pink skirt. Then she took the box off and nodded seriously at Eri, as if confirming some sort of suspicion or other. After tucking the box under an arm she finally stepped closer to the whitenette and smiled.
"How are you doing? I didn't have a chance to talk to you earlier.. there were..um... shadow entities in the hallway I had to clear out," she spoke, as if this were the most natural thing in the world, "You don't have anyone here with you, do you? I'd be happy to join you if you'd like.. you never know when there might be an enemy agent or something lurking about."
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Post by Haruka Oh on Sept 18, 2015 16:19:18 GMT -5
The reaction which the blonde gave when taken by the shoulder was pretty predictable when you'd spent enough time around her. They'd both been in the Grand Prince's Royal Court for long enough that Haruka had a pretty good idea of what sorts of behavior Takara was likely to demonstrate. Annoying was one word that could certainly describe how the brunette felt about Takara's tendency to react violently whenever someone made physical contact. Obviously it was better to wait a moment or so before lashing out so that the offender had a chance to remove their hand from you. Unless the person was Grand Prince Ubu, in which case any contact was welcome! Takara had taken on that definition as well - a person whose touch Haruka did not mind and even welcomed these days. So the samurai didn't even flinch when the blonde turned around ready to kick her. That just showed that Takara was prepared to defend herself in case someone came after her; she was a warrior who was always prepared.
Haruka still had a stern expression as the blonde hugged her, but she didn't fight the embrace either. It was.. tolerable. When the blonde apologized she sighed, "I suppose that your apology is well-intentioned enough that I might be able to overlook this tardiness. Do not assume that I will accept future discrepancies in arrival with such mercy... it was my assumption that we were to meet here around twenty minutes ago. Yet I have waited to no avail unto this point!"
Of course the compliment made her stop the tirade, nearly blush and then frown, "So my dress is fetching, then? I'm pleased that you find my clothing so attractive. Perhaps you could have obtained the same benefit from viewing it in a store window somewhere. You didn't need me to wear it to appreciate it."
Then she felt a tug on her arm and realized that the blonde was pulling her off to go dancing. Which terrified the samurai! Haruka dragged her feet as much as possible in order to prolong the inevitable arrival on the dance floor as much as possible. This was not something that she was prepared to do, even with the girl she somehow found herself liking. Now the knave in the bumble bee colors wanted to dance? To this music? The mortified expression on Haruka's face told the whole story.
"Dance? Me? And you?" she repeated, quivering a little bit, "But this music is so loud.. and.. I do not know how to dance whatsoever!"
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Post by Chifuyu Kanzaki on Sept 18, 2015 16:36:09 GMT -5
So far no challengers had presented themselves for Lollith, the Devil's Favorite Loli, to match wits with. Rather disappointing that nobody really seemed capable of matching the excitement and entertainment ideas which filled the mind of Chifuyu. That was slightly mollified by the fact that there were a good number of different desserts available on the table for her to peruse and select from. Ultimately she found that the most appetizing of all these was the couple of different cakes which were available near the center of the table. Chifu aggressively had taken two slices of each cake and proceded to consume them in a manner that would make a half-starved tyrannosaurus blush. A grappler needed energy to continue performing at a high work rate so it was vital that she eat as much as she could as fast as she could. Especially since someone rather interesting finally appeared from the throng of girls simply there to party or dance. Just as she finished wolfing down the final slice of strawberry cake she spotted a girl with very unique headgear. A deerstalker hat like some kind of fancy schmancy detective or other, along with a cat mask.
It was the latter which grabbed Chifu's attention the most - another girl with a cat gimmick! That was pretty awesome no matter how you sliced it, though the hat made her think about what the girl's character was like. A catgirl for sure but what kind of catgirl was this? Obviously some kind of detective based on the hat but how would that play into her gimmick? Then it it Chifu - obviously she was the kind of person who observed their opponent for a while in order to identify weak points in their move set. Then she'd probably exploit those weaknesses in order to achieve an unlikely victory over whomever shew as wrestling! Brilliant! Chifu had to meet this detective of the ring and pick her brain. Not as Lolillith obviously; this required a catgirl to match wits with the great detective. So Chifu pulled out of the NJPW bag (where her music player was stored) at her side a pair of cat ears on a headband. After removing her first mask she put the cat ears on and suddenly became a new character. Her face was painted with 'whiskers' radiating from the tip of her nose and black circles around her eyes. Time to meet the amazing catgirl detective! Chifu's boots also clomped loudly as she quickly approached the girl in the deerstalker hat and grinned.
"You there, cat in the hat! I see you! Don't even try to hide now," she began her introduction, "You see, the Yuletide Monster knows when she sees a worthy person, and you are quite worthy. Your intellect and powers of observation haven't escaped her notice. So what do you say, detective? Want to go one... on one.. with the Whiskered One? The holiday horror? The one and only YUUUUUUULEEEE CAAAT?!"
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Post by Tierney Rand on Sept 18, 2015 23:08:04 GMT -5
The dance floor was filled with masked dancers, which made sense as it was a Ball, and a masked ball at that. And the dresses were rather beautiful. But this last fact didn't register to Tierney Holmes, other than a collection of detail in the wider picture of the Ball. An older girl with purple hair left, followed by a younger girl with brown hair. A redhead left with a smaller girl with black hair. Someone was dancing with the DJ. Then something caught her attention. A box was moving across the dance floor!
Well, that certainly warranted investigation! She was about to go and follow the box, with a rather interesting pink bow, when someone behind her began shouting. Holmes turned and was confronted with a strange girl dressed as a cat.
Two fascinating cases happening at the same time! Holmes couldn't help but smile. Maybe they were connected somehow? She glanced behind her at the box, which seemed to have bumped into a girl with white hairs leg. The box would have to wait. The catgirl was the most immediate problem. The holiday horror? 'Well, Yule Cat, you have taken on more than you can handle, challenging Tierney Holmes, the Great Detective!'
With that, she took hold of her dress and, somehow, she threw it into the air. Underneath she was clad in a black and white stripped skirt, a black leotard with white patches, full length black and white striped paw gloves and black leggings, with a black tail with a white tip. On her head, instead of the deerstalker was a pair of cat ears. The cat girl glanced around, mewed once or twice, then her bright blue eyes fell on the Yule Cat. Her eyes sparkled and a mew of pleasure escaped her lips as she jumped up and down with glee. 'Another cat girl, nya!' With that she leapt towards the Yule Cat, and wrapped her arms around her in a tight embrace. 'Nya! Tiernya thought she was the only catgirl!' She nuzzled the other catgirl. 'Mew are a catgirl, aren't mew?' She held the other catgirl at arms length.'I'm Tiernya! What's your name, nya?'
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Post by Chifuyu Kanzaki on Sept 20, 2015 19:46:28 GMT -5
A warrior of the squared circle was completely aware of the possibility of swerves taking place. They turned an already interesting storyline on its head and brought in further excitement which could build up future feuds and matches. Or they could totally fall flat on their face. The key was to have something so unexpected, so dynamic that it added a completely unforeseen element to a feud and grabbed the audiences' imagination. Chifu had not expected a swerve so soon at the Winter Brawl (as she now called it in her mind). However she welcomed it with open arms as the great observer of opponents' moves turned out to be someone else entirely. A catgirl! One already with a gimmick-y outfit donned beneath the dress she'd worn into the auditorium. Any reaction from the Yule Cat was delayed by the suddenness of the girl's launching of an offensive maneuver against her, which got the confrontation going in earnest.
Arms were wrapped around Yule Cat's waist and squeezing her tight. What was this devilish move? Chifu considered the options as she stared in surprise at the blonde's enthusiasm, running through a list of maneuvers she'd learned from the Aracellis. Given that there was no indication of a further movement this was likely some kind of submission hold by Tiernya. That meant it was a variant of the classic bear hug submission hold, though what was her name for it? That was what really mattered. You needed a catchy name for your moves or you wouldn't get over with a crowd. Given that this was another catgirl it would make sense if the moves had feline connotations. Which meant that obviously this was not a bear hug - it was a cat hug! This decided Chifu squirmed a bit as she tried to break the hold, then grinned and returned the hold. Now both were locked in a tight embrace!
"A catgirl, eh? The Yule Cat didn't expect this, but it's not gonna stop her," Chifu replied eagerly, "Your Cat Hug is effective, but two can play at that game! Nobody overcomes the Yule Cat... though the Yule Cat thinks maybe you're not a rival."
"The Yule Cat thinks you might like to help her lay the smack down.. if you smeeeelllll... what the Yule Cat.. is baking!" Chifu added, unable to resist using her new tag line. No matter how little sense it made.
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Post by Eri Tenshi on Sept 21, 2015 14:35:49 GMT -5
It Seemed her roommate was on another mission, which of late Eri was getting more and more use to, she only gave a soft smile at first to these but as time had gone on she had gotten to a point where she didn't mind being apart of them, it gave a little more excitement to life she guessed and it didn't harm anything. " Shadows, so there back again, i should one day ask my grandmother on how to write charms like she sells for protection to some of our customers to ease their mind ."
She smiled although when the Miya miya had offered her company her smile grew a little " I would love for you to."
She thought for a moment Miyamiya was always so nice to her, she thought of the gifts she had gotten for her secret santa and the fact she'd given Shoka hers already, more for a ice breaker, so she could cheer her up but still. Grabbing her bag from under the tree where she hid it she took out a rather big box , she knew of Miya Miya's use of boxes so she thought placing the gift in a box with in a box with in a big box. She had thought it might be a bit awkward to open them all here but they were out of the way so she handing the girl to MiyaMiya." It isn't much but i do hope you like it...and after maybe we can do your mission together after all i think i can fit into your gift box"
At least the first one she thought. She still hadnt found it easy to call a box another name she hopped this didn't ruin the moment.She also hopped the gift was something the girl would like seeing as she already wore goggles. She hoped the new goggle with bunnies on the side would be ok.
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Post by Etain Adair on Sept 21, 2015 15:13:20 GMT -5
She was running unfashionably late for the Winter Ball, and she hoped that the one person she wanted to see wasn't going to be too upset at how late she was. Unlike Esther, Etain's hair was long, reaching her lower back, and it took an age to wash, dry, comb, brush and style. Especially when you're doing it on your own. And she wanted to look her best for Esther, her girlfriend. So she'd spent over an hour on styling her hair alone. She'd washed, combed, and brushed it before she began to style it. She'd split her hair into nine separate strands, before she plaited the first three, followed by the middle three and then the final group of three. Once she'd done that, she plaited the three together. When she was happy with that, she quickly dressed.
The dress was a pale cream with red hems, which brought out the colours of her emerald eyes and her red hair. She chose it as it hugged her budding form, yet was tasteful. The skirt reached the floor, which was longer than she liked, but it did have one plus point. She could wear her trainers instead of her dress shoes(which she'd forgotten to break in). The sleeves weren't as long as she'd have liked, barely covering her upper arms, but the gloves she'd gotten were full length, and reached under the sleeves. They covered the one secret she didn't want Esther to know about. Not yet.
So here she was, standing outside the door to the auditorium, her heart beating in her chest, a slight blush to her cheeks. She was going to be dancing with Esther at the Winter Ball! She paused. Hadn't they met at the last winter ball? She wasn't quite sure, as her memories of when they met were slightly fuzzy. Now, they were a couple! With that thought, she took hold of the handles and pulled the doors open.
She stepped into the noise of the Ball in full swing and glanced around. So many cute girls! This time last year, she'd have walked up to the nearest one and flirted with her. But now... now she was looking for one girl. One cute girl amongst a sea of cute girls. In Etain's eyes, the cutest girl in the school. The one girl who, despite the fact she still flirted with other girls, Etain saved her kisses for.
That girl was Esther Goldberg.
The girl who had Etain's heart.
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Post by Esther Goldberg on Sept 23, 2015 13:28:52 GMT -5
She was terrified that her preparations for the Winter Ball had caused her to be so late that she'd have missed her chance to be with people important in her life. Hopefully neither girl who'd given the half-foreign girl her strongest senses of self-worth would leave the Ball before the purplenette arrived. Compared to Etain or Shoka, Esther's hair was much shorter and took a good deal less time to wash, dry and brush. For that Esther was incredibly fortunate since it meant she had less maintenance to do whenever she took a shower or got ready for a big event. There were still procedures she had to follow in order for it to be nice, soft and shiny of course. Studying a lot of fashion magazines and online resources had taught her the best ways to get the most out of her hair and impress that special person in her life. Granted they raved about impressing your boyfriend but she simply substituted the word 'girlfriend'. Even with the shorter maintenance time overall she'd still spent a good chunk of time deciding what hair ornamentation to use. Just wearing her same old headband didn't feel quite right for this kind of event. For this she wanted to look her most adorable so that Etain would compliment her again! So that the goddess of Spica would descend from her heavenly throne and speak to her again. These two girls had made such a difference in her life that Esther was now a different girl than the one who'd entered LeRim the previous year.
Something cute. Flowers were cute, so she'd selected a headband completely covered in red, blue, yellow, white and purple flowers (false ones of course) to maximize her femininity. A strategic decision aimed at ensuring that her girlfriend would not only continue to think she was cute but also be able to pick her out from a crowd. Her headband was the final piece of the puzzle and she hurried off toward the Ball. Running there was much easier in the cross-trainers she'd sneakily worn to make movement easier. Much as she strove to be as girly as possible some things were beyond her tolerance for - girls' dress shoes and heels were in that category. Thankfully her dress' skirt was long enough to obscure her unorthodox choice of shoes from the view of observers. It was a pale blue dress with white satin serving as trim a few centimeters above the hem of her skirt and as a sash around the waist, tied securely in a bow on her back. It had no sleeves, just thin straps that rested on her bare shoulder. She'd gotten a pair of wrist length white lace gloves to accompany the dress, since they were way too cute to just leave at the store. With skirts flowing in the breeze she sprinted the last few feet to the door of the auditorium. Just in time, in fact, to see a certain redhead in a cream and red dress head in.
Instantly recognizing her girlfriend Esther was incredibly eager to embrace her, but a plan unfolded in her mind. Why not surprise Etain? Give her the gift of an intimate welcome that could lead immediately to a dance or maybe a kiss. Kissing was an odd subject for Estherr. She loved that Etain saved kisses for her alone, but the redhead had not been the first to touch lips with the Israeli. That honor had fallen to the angelic purplenette prince of Spica whom she'd met at a festival among cherry blossom trees. Thinking about that moment made Esther blush and tingle even though it had been a while since the occurrence. Actually it'd happened in the auditorium, but the memory lingered. Esther didn't see Shoka here, but she did know where her girlfriend was. Motivated to make this the night she had her most romantic kiss Esther moved behind Etain like a predator stalking its unsuspecting prey. Once close she smiled and struck. The girl's arms slipped around Etain's waist from behind, her cheek resting on the redhead's shoulder.
"Hi," she said just loud enough to be heard over the music, "I guess we got here at the same time...."
Then she tightened her grip and whispered, "Just wanted to say.... um.. I love you."
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Post by Miyako Miyashita on Sept 23, 2015 13:49:23 GMT -5
"It was nothing that I couldn't handle using my special CQC techniques of course. Shadow entities might be vicious but they aren't exactly gifted in the cunning department. Outmaneuvering them was a simple matter of activating the arcana nodes infused in the ground all around our school grounds. Once I managed to tap their mana sufficiently it was simple enough to imbue each strike with the power to disperse dark forces," MiyaMiya bragged, though all she'd really done was practice some martial arts kata in a hallway during lunchtime. Details like that were best left out when you were telling the story of OSTPOLDM. She simled, "But I'd be happy to see charms of your family's creation. Surely they have the blessing of the angels, which would make them even more effective in warding off shadow forces."
Then MiyaMiya noticed there was a box in Eri's hands which was being offered to her. In surprise she set her first box down and took the new one in her hands so carefully it might have been the crown jewels of England inside. A gift? Nobody had given her a gift before as long as she could remember, parent-bots excluded. And her roommate of angelic descent was presenting it to her? This bore further investigation! Even as Eri mentioned doing a mission together afterward MiyaMiya was opening the gift box to see what treasure lay inside. Quickly it became a matter of saying incantations before opening the first layer, then second and finally the third. Clearly these were barrier objects which had to have their protective magics dispersed before she could safely open them. How else would someone with divine power store an important gift? MiyaMiya got increasingly excited with each new box she encountered, appreciating the security with which Eri had wrapped her gift. When finally she opened the final box she found a most unusual gift inside - a pair of goggles with bunnies decorating the side. The brunette stared at them quizically, holding them up by the strap in order to inspect them in the proper light. After turning her head to the side a couple of times, she lowered the goggles and proceeded to remove her current pair.
"Ah! A detection device blessed by the heavens which bear the same powers as my original pair! Yet with the ability to imbue the user with all the speed and grace of the noble hare!" MiyaMiya exclaimed, then moved the LED lights from her old pair to the bunny pair. Once they were clipped on she put the new goggles on, resting on her forehead as she grinned, "Do they suit me? You have excellent taste, Eri-chan!"
Then she set her first pair into the boxes at her feet before bowing, "I, Agent Snake, am at your disposal tonight. Whatever you'd like to do, I'll accompany you in doing it. It's my pleasure."
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