Yukari "Best Ass In SEES" Takeba (
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pawnstorm2016-07-05 08:41 am
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What good is sitting alone in your room?
Who: Yukari
couldntpullthetrigger, any female CR of hers that wants to come, and any female CR of THEIRS that would've been invited for a night out. Like Six Steps To Kevin Costner, except only girls are involved.
When: Sometime Between July 2nd and 3rd(tm)
Where: La Coniglietta, Capablanca
What: Girl's night out at a club. Unfortunately, Yukari forgot to check what kind of club it is after she got a pass to a VIP exclusive room. OH WELL :D
Rating: DD for boobs. It is a cabaret after all. (Will update if it gets beyond anything you can expect at an adult night establishment)
[After the win at the Battle of Graupera, Yukari had found herself in possession of a pass and instructions on how to turn it in for what she had thought was just an exclusive hotspot of a club in Capablanca. Fortunately, it is indeed a hotspot of activity, men and women and somewhat less identifiable beings from all over gathering to try to get in past the burly bouncers and into the famous late-night club.
The pass got her entire group in easily enough, but upon walking in to the dim lights, the background music, preparing to set the stage for the show, and the...
... Well, just walking in the door gained a great view of a nearly-topless woman striding past with a notable bounce in her step, and Yukari felt the color drain from her face a little.
Oh god. What kind of club did she get invited to!?
The VIP room is on the second floor, sequestered off from the staircase by a lush, velvet curtain. There's a balcony that looks down onto the main floor and stage, with seats around tables, and they have their own, private couple of staff that wait hand and foot for their orders, and seem... well, particularly flirtatious. Likely because they want to get a good tip, but to be honest, personal space is not really a thing for long. They seem to like sitting on laps. It's terrible.]
OOC; y'all can treat it like a mingle, enjoy the 'shows', have fun, enjoy sexy wererabbits and anyone who isn't secure in their sexual orientation wondering why it's so flustering to have a rabbit girl shoving boobs in their face.
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When: Sometime Between July 2nd and 3rd(tm)
Where: La Coniglietta, Capablanca
What: Girl's night out at a club. Unfortunately, Yukari forgot to check what kind of club it is after she got a pass to a VIP exclusive room. OH WELL :D
Rating: DD for boobs. It is a cabaret after all. (Will update if it gets beyond anything you can expect at an adult night establishment)
[After the win at the Battle of Graupera, Yukari had found herself in possession of a pass and instructions on how to turn it in for what she had thought was just an exclusive hotspot of a club in Capablanca. Fortunately, it is indeed a hotspot of activity, men and women and somewhat less identifiable beings from all over gathering to try to get in past the burly bouncers and into the famous late-night club.
The pass got her entire group in easily enough, but upon walking in to the dim lights, the background music, preparing to set the stage for the show, and the...
... Well, just walking in the door gained a great view of a nearly-topless woman striding past with a notable bounce in her step, and Yukari felt the color drain from her face a little.
Oh god. What kind of club did she get invited to!?
The VIP room is on the second floor, sequestered off from the staircase by a lush, velvet curtain. There's a balcony that looks down onto the main floor and stage, with seats around tables, and they have their own, private couple of staff that wait hand and foot for their orders, and seem... well, particularly flirtatious. Likely because they want to get a good tip, but to be honest, personal space is not really a thing for long. They seem to like sitting on laps. It's terrible.]
OOC; y'all can treat it like a mingle, enjoy the 'shows', have fun, enjoy sexy wererabbits and anyone who isn't secure in their sexual orientation wondering why it's so flustering to have a rabbit girl shoving boobs in their face.
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In a totally different way than she anticipated.
... And she's still not even looking at Aigis. Because the shoulder is still fairly cold, but she is still worried. Suffering is Yukari's life.]
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I... am curious about pain, if I'm to be honest. Isn't it a quintessential part of the human experience? [She looks down at her hands.] But I also find that I'm afraid of the idea, too.
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[She glances over her shoulder, just briefly.] Don't fall off a tower like I did.
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...were you scared?
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At first, I was more afraid of all those creatures that were comin' after us, cuz they were all I could think about. There were a bunch of 'em, and I could feel their talons digging in to my shoulders and back. That hurt, that hurt a lot. But I was mad, cuz they kept coming, but they weren't super strong, and I knew I could beat 'em.
It took a second, yanno? When I realized I had been thrown off the tower and into the air, though. About the time I was totally horizontal, and it's just this feeling like you just swallowed a rock and you stomach drops through your feet when the panic totally sets in.
But by then you can't do anything, and after, ya feel reaaaal calm.
And then it was black.
So was I scared? I guess, until I realized there was nothing I could do but fall.
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So she reaches across the table to rest her hand on the back of Yukari's, and squeezes.] I'm sorry. That sounds very unpleasant.
...do you want a hug? [This is what humans do to comfort one another, right?]
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At the very least, it causes her to glance back - and only partially because she's not... expecting Aigis' hand to actually feel as real as it does. She's almost expecting the metal, again, like the skin's just an illusion, but no... it's still warm and soft and human.] Don't think dying's supposed to be nice, but, hey, what do I know, it's the first time I've done it.
But no, I don't want a hug. I'll be alright... I'm pretty much over it. I mean, what's the point in dwelling on something that's really not... had any long-last effects like it should? [She doesn't like being touched, usually, and this qualifies.]