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[h1][color=salmon]Amy[/color], [color=ffb7c5]Minako[/color], [color=springgreen]Avalon[/color], [color=powderblue]Brenna[/color][/h1][hr][hr]

Location: Delirium

Interacting with: Each other [sub][@Lasrever], [@Thundercrash], [@smarty0114][/sub]

Moods:

[color=ffb7c5] Aroused/Confident → Surprised → Aroused/Confident → Subdued → Aroused → Confused → Surprised → Afraid → In Pain[/color]

[color=salmon] Unsure → Playful/Flirtatious → Aroused → Wary → Obedient → Confident/Reckless → Bewildered → Shocked → Guilty[/color]

[color=springgreen] Curious → Submissive → Playful → Pissed →  Calm → Shocked → Scared [/color]

[color=powderblue] Angry → Calm → Happy → Envious → Greedy → Angry[/color]

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When Gianna began her performance, there were many words that could be used to describe it. Captivating. Enchanting. Mesmerizing. Arousing. For the time in which she was up on her stage, twirling around the pole with all the sensuality and elegance of an ancient Greek nymph, she was without a doubt the centerpiece of the entire club, and all eyes were on her. 

All, perhaps, except four. 

Those four eyes belonged to a pair of girls out on the dance floor, and at least one of them, a young looking Asian in a red dress, wasn’t paying the Delphina senior any attention in the slightest. Of course, she had paused to look when the music dimmed, but once it started back up, so did she. The mind of the eldest Ikeda daughter was comfortably insulated inside a fantasy concocted by her own power; she needed no assistance in bringing out her desires, for they were already on full display. While she lacked the sheer talent of Cupid’s Psyche, Ikeda made up for it with a confidence and surety that was almost brazen. Every click of her heels on the floor, every sweep of her arms and sway of her hip was simple yet refined, relaxed yet purposeful, elegant yet daring: the movements of one who was in perfect awareness and control of their body. Her dance was a challenge, and a promise, one that spoke volumes without a single word.

Of course, one couldn’t issue an invitation like that in a crowded nightclub and not have a few who would try to accept. Indeed, as the Delphina senior’s performance ended and the crowd pressed in around the pair it was more than a few men, and even a couple women who would sidle up in an attempt to get close to what they saw to be the exotic girl putting on her own show, and it was here that her real strength showed itself. Every hand that came in askance, every smile that tried to entice, every body that pressed up in demand, was gently yet firmly brushed aside in a manner that did not disrupt her rhythm. Those who persisted, and there would always be one or two, would find themselves on the receiving end of a violet gaze that, while not threatening, shook them to the core and left them feeling like they had just stared down a tiger. The message soon became clear: Minako Ikeda was not concerned about if anyone was watching the show (though virtually everyone was). Participating, however, was only done on her terms, and the crowd realized that respecting that was a wise course of action indeed. 

In fact, the only one who consistently remained close to her was her dark-haired companion in a blue dress.

The companion in question was a little less immune to the effects of either performance. Despite being perhaps a little drunk, she’d carried herself with remarkable restraint and control throughout the evening despite her friend’s show - the memories of their talk earlier in the day still relatively fresh in her mind, particularly the awkwardness involved when she’d pushed something. While she had her suspicions as to her friend’s exact ‘mood’, she didn’t want to risk anything, putting the attitude change down to the atmosphere and new environment of the club. Beyond the occasional glance that she couldn’t stop herself from taking, she hadn’t seemed too affected compared to the dancers surrounding them. 

Once Psyche’s performance had started, it was easy to see the girl’s controlled manner starting to fade away. She’d started to let herself get closer, dancing becoming less restrained, freer, everything just seeming a little bit more exciting. Her expression had begun to change with her behaviour, ignoring the glares of those around her as she drew nearer. A slow, small smile had begun to spread across her face. Where once her eyes had lingered for a brief second before darting away, they now raked over every inch of the other girl’s body with a ferocious intensity that could only be described as hunger.

It was a gaze that Minako did not shy away from; in fact, she opened herself more to it, drawing closer until nearly every movement caused the pair to briefly brush up against one another. [color=ffb7c5]”You seem to be enjoying yourself a lot, Amy.”[/color] A sensuous smile played about her lips, her own eyes taking in every inch of her friend’s form with an equal, albeit tempered interest.

The look Amy gave in return was almost predatory. With a smile, she slowly and deliberately brushed up against her friend and spoke in a low whisper. [color=salmon]”I could say the same for you.”[/color] She smiled, then drew back slightly, casting Minako a playful look as though she were daring the other girl to come closer. It was almost a challenge, in a way.

In two steps, Minako moved forward, taking Amy’s wrist and spinning them both until the other freshman’s back was pressed fully against her front, arms crossed in front of her so that Minako’s hands were cupping Amy’s opposite hip. [color=ffb7c5]”How can I not?”[/color] she whispered in Amy’s ear with a voice that sent a shiver racing up her spine. A heartbeat and they were once again apart, Minako’s eyes travelling up Amy’s body from her heels to lock with her grey ones, wetting her lips with her tongue. [color=ffb7c5]”When I have such good company to share it with?”[/color] She had to speak a little louder to be heard over the music.

Normally, Amy would have continued with their verbal tug-of-war, but all thoughts of putting together a retort disappeared from her mind as soon as her eyes locked with Minako’s. Even though she’d felt it before, the girl’s powers seemed to be affecting her even more strongly this time - although that was probably just herself being a little more sensitive at this point. As it was, what had before been a slightly pleasurable if unusual feeling was now positively irresistible to the dark-haired girl.

Her lips parted slightly, breathing getting slightly faster as she continued to hold the other girl’s gaze. The rhythmic pulsing light that she had thought she’d seen in Minako’s eyes the last time was definitely noticeable now, flowing out to bathe her in an inviting warmth that seemed to suffuse her mind and body, making it impossible for Amy to look away. Maybe she could, maybe she couldn’t, but either way she really didn’t want to. It felt so good to just lose herself in it. Unconsciously, she took a step towards Minako, a feeling unlike anything else Amy had ever felt before radiating throughout her being, like violet sparks shooting along her thoughts, exciting her.

She wanted to listen to her. Wanted to do whatever she said, wanted [b]her[/b]. Even the thought of it made Amy’s whole body feel hot. Her voice low, eyes clouded in an expression torn between adoration and pure lust, Amy spoke. [color=salmon]”What do you want me to do?”[/color] she almost growled, completely taken in by the other girl’s power, the uncontrollable feelings that kept rushing through her as she looked at Minako.

As she came into reach, Minako’s hands settled on Amy’s hips as she smiled, encouraging the girl to follow her swaying movements. [color=ffb7c5]”You’re already doing it. Just move with me.”[/color]

[color=salmon]”Of course.”[/color] Amy was quick to listen, following Minako’s dancing and settling her own hands at the other girl’s waist. What she hadn’t anticipated was the feeling she would get from listening - from obeying Minako’s orders. As she began to move in sync with Minako, everything she’d been feeling before seemed to intensify almost without warning. The more they danced, the stronger the effects seemed to get, the hotter Amy felt and the more obvious it became. Hunger and desperation were etched on her face as she looked at Minako, finding herself wanting the other girl more and more with each passing second. All she could think about were the feelings coursing through her body and the girl who was causing them. Nothing else mattered.
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Across the club, a certain red head was not enjoying herself. Avalon had been brought up on cocktail parties and galas, not the clubs of New York City. Even as a teenager, the house parties she went to were never this wild. Still, she had a job to do, and that job required her to be here, at least for a little bit. 

While she’d instructed Will to get close to Eliana Lovelace, Avalon’s job was a bit different. Sam had sent her a picture of an Asian girl, no one she’d seen before, gallivanting around with Gianna. Any new cohorts of the Delphina Queen were important enough to become possible cohorts of Avalon, depending on their allegiance. If she was lucky, this new player hadn’t made a decision yet, and Avalon could rope her over to Sam’s side of things, taking one more of Gianna’s pawns.

This new plaything of Gianna’s was proving very hard to find however. She’d spotted Will, the Ice Queen, even Carmen Chavana, though only God knew what she was doing here. And then, as she pushed her way through the crowd, she spotted her, dancing sensually with a dark haired girl. Reinvigorated by her find, Avalon put on her friendliest face and strutted over to the pair, unaware of what she was getting herself into. [color=springgreen][b]”Hey! You guys go to Mayweather right? I’m Avalon!”[/b][/color] she said, dancing to the music and grinning wildly, despite her utter hatred of her surroundings. 

For some time, Amy and Minako had swayed together like that, both savouring the intensity of the pleasure that filled them. Finally, a chipper voice at last caused the more dominant of the two to raise her head, looking at the girl over Amy’s shoulder. [color=ffb7c5]”Hmm?”[/color] Slowly, her eyes roved down and up Avalon’s body, taking in every inch of the black dress that hung from her shoulders and put her tantalizingly on display. It was obvious that this was a girl who possessed excellent taste in fashion, and was, to put it in lovingly crude terms, fucking hot. In fact, one would have to be blind to not notice it, or that she was obviously dressed for fun. Something that Minako decided that she was more than happy to accommodate her with. After all, as she had said to Carmen, the more the merrier. 

Licking her lips, her glowing violet eyes settled on Avalon’s emerald ones with a look that made it clear just how much she appreciated the newcomer’s appearance, and how little innocence that appreciation had. [color=ffb7c5]”Avalon? That’s a lovely name.”[/color] Minako effortlessly slipped around Amy and moved with the sinuous grace of a tigress moving towards its prey, never losing her rhythm with the music or breaking eye contact. [color=ffb7c5]”It’s a pleasure to meet you, Avalon,”[/color] she smiled, the name rolling off her tongue, [color=ffb7c5]”What brings someone such as yourself out tonight?”[/color]

Amy’s reaction to Avalon’s arrival was significantly less welcoming. Even in her current distracted state of mind she knew who the redhead was, and could put together a few theories about what she would be doing in Delirium of all places which didn’t exactly make her thrilled at the girl’s presence no matter how good-looking she was. The fact that she’d chosen to interrupt their dance just added to Amy’s annoyance and she found herself unbelievably frustrated at the whole situation - in more ways than one. While her attention remained firmly on Minako for the most part, the look she shot Avalon was more than enough to convey her feelings about the intrusion.

Avalon’s body was flooded with warmth as this mysterious acquaintance of Gia’s looked into her eyes. No. More than her eyes. It was almost as if this girl was staring into her soul. And it felt...grand. She no longer needed to force a grin, it simply came, and she soon found that this club wasn’t all that bad. Quaint even. She looked into Minako’s eyes, doing nothing to break the bond that was unknowingly forming between her and the mysterious Asian girl. [color=springgreen][b]”If we’re being honest, it was you,”[/b][/color] Avalon said as she began to dance, moving her body to the music.

She couldn’t lie to this girl, this wonderfully nice, incredibly beautiful girl. How could she? She was just so wonderful. [color=springgreen][b]”Some rather powerful people have taken an interest in you. What are you doing, running around with Gianna Daniels?”[/b][/color] The red head’s question may have been accusatory, but her tone was anything but. It begged for this girl to grace her with an answer, to honor her with a response. She was too far into the spider’s web. There was no escaping now, at least not on her own.

Swaying in time, Minako just smiled. [color=ffb7c5]”I’ve been dealing with powerful people my entire life, Avalon.”[/color] She really did like the way the sophomore’s name sounded in her mouth. [color=ffb7c5]”There’s nothing new about that.”[/color] Mindful of someone that she was neglecting (which wouldn’t do at all), she slowly turned around to face Amy, frowning as she caught the sour look on her friend’s face. [color=ffb7c5]”Amy, don’t be rude. We have a new friend who wants to join us, be nice.”[/color] Continuing with her twirl, hips sweeping around as she moved, she once again made eye contact with Avalon, guiding the girl until she stood between Minako and Amy, the better to look at them both. Tilting her head, Minako pursed her lips as she considered the question. [color=ffb7c5]”As for Gianna… she helped me out when I first arrived at school, and we do see each other now and again.”[/color] As she spoke, she gestured for Amy to come closer, then settled her hands on Avalon’s hips, gently guiding her until their movements were mirror images of each other and moving herself closer until only a few inches separated their faces.

The look on Amy's face had only gotten darker as Avalon revealed her reasoning, but upon hearing Minako's voice Amy's glare faded completely. [color=salmon]"You're right,"[/color] she murmured quietly. Of course, what was she thinking? There weren't any problems here for her to deal with anyway - or at least she'd gone far too deep to actually care. As the other two began to dance, she took a fresh look at the newcomer. Now that her misgivings had disappeared, she could definitely see where her friend had been coming from - and when said friend beckoned her closer, she didn't hesitate to draw towards the pair as Minako pulled Avalon closer. The lust from before once again ruling her mind, and she approached, pressing closely against the taller girl's back with a dangerous smile, hands brushing across her ribs and looking past her at the girl who was the real focus of her attention. But for now she’d been ordered to pay attention to Avalon, and that she was certainly doing.

Minako’s smile widened as Amy complied, nodding her head to indicate her pleasure with the action before turning her attention back to the enraptured Avalon. [color=ffb7c5]”I consider her to be a friend, though I am sure she has her own intentions. Everyone does, even you,”[/color] she pressed more firmly against the sophomore, subtly grinding Avalon between herself and Amy as Minako whispered in her ear, [color=ffb7c5]”Avalon.”[/color] The slight tremble that she felt run through Avalon’s body made her quietly giggle, and Minako drew back enough that she could look directly at her blushing face, loving the way the rich color made her adoring green eyes stand out even more. [color=ffb7c5]”But, things like that are worries for the morning. Tonight, I just want to dance with my friends and have fun.”[/color] Cupping Avalon's cheek in her hand, Minako pressed more firmly against her as her knee slipped between the girl's legs. [color=ffb7c5]”Do you want be my friend, Avalon?”[/color] she asked quietly, her tone heavy with implication and desire.

Avalon was not quite sure what was happening, but any fight she might have had was gone. Somewhere, deep down inside her, there was a voice that was warning her away, that her target was more than she seemed, but it was so quiet that its existence wasn’t even known to the red head. All she wanted to do was dance with these two girls, and that’s exactly what she’d do. She ground against Minako, and shivered as she posed her question. [color=springgreen][b]”Yes. I’d like that.”[/b][/color] The normal hint of sass in her voice was gone. Instead, her statement was tinged with a breathy joy, betraying the desire building up inside her.

Across the dance floor, through a crowd of drunken young adults, a very drunk girl with jet black hair had attracted an even bigger crowd than before, and she was having quite some time. Until she decided she wanted another drink. [color=powderblue][b]”Sorry, boys, but I’ve got shots to take. Catch ya later!”[/b][/color] she said with a giggle, strutting across the dance floor, and straight into the practical threesome that was going on between Amy, Minako, and Avalon. [color=powderblue][b]”Get a fuck-”[/b][/color] she began, before being cut off by the intense eyes of Minako. Suddenly, she just wanted to dance some more. Who needed another shot? This girl in front of her was just as good as liquor. 

Looking up as a slight chill drifted across her bare arms, Minako blinked at the girl who had plowed into their group. There was something about her that seemed familiar, a nagging feeling at the back of her mind that said Minako knew her from somewhere. [color=ffb7c5]”Oh! Gomen’nasai,”[/color] she said gracefully, steadying Avalon and Amy as they recovered. Whoever this girl was, she was easily just as attractive as her new friends, and Minako gave her a friendly, if hungry smile. [color=ffb7c5]”Hmm, have we...”[/color] Her brow creased, then flattened as a memory rose. [color=ffb7c5]”Oh! I know you, you’re a friend of Gianna’s. I don’t think we’ve had the pleasure of being introduced.”[/color]

Brenna’s blank face quickly transformed into a smile as the girl spoke to her. Avalon was staring daggers at her, but the Ice Queen didn’t care. [color=powderblue][b]”Yes, I’m Brenna,”[/b][/color] she said, her tone chipper yet strangely flat. This was not the voice of someone who was truly in control of herself. It was the voice of someone who was in a very strange place, a place that she couldn’t quite understand. Talking to this girl made her feel so good, she never wanted to stop. Her hips swayed to the music and she continued smiling at the Asian girl, ignoring the glares from Avalon.

Minako’s eyes walked up and down the Delphina’s body in open admiration. [color=ffb7c5]”Brenna,”[/color] she said quietly, almost as though she was speaking about a lover, and her own hips resumed their undulating movement. [color=ffb7c5]”Well, any friend of Gianna’s is a friend of mine. My name is Ikeda, and I would [b]love[/b] it,”[/color] Minako’s voice dropped slightly as she emphasized the word, [color=ffb7c5]”If you joined us.”[/color] Turning around, she smiled lovingly over her shoulder, gesturing with her sweeping hands in an invitation to come closer. When her attention returned to Avalon and Amy, however, she caught their less than pleased expressions, and frowned reproachfully. [color=ffb7c5]”Girls. Is that any way to treat a new friend,”[/color] she chided as Brenna pressed herself up against her back, each of Minako’s hands coming up to caress and cup the respective Mayweather’s face. [color=ffb7c5]”This is supposed to be a night of dancing and smiles, not anger and frowns. Let’s have [b]fun![/b]”[/color]

With those words, Minako closed her eyes, letting the music direct her body and her mind enjoy the touch of the three very, [b]very[/b] sexy women who surrounded her. In that moment, she, and they, were nothing more than conduits for the warm, pure pleasure that flowed through them, and each had never felt more desirable, more natural, more [b]wanted[/b] in their lives. It was a feeling unlike any other, like the entire rest of the world was fading away, and the only thing of importance was each other, and the one who had brought them together. [color=ffb7c5]”It can be so tiresome, arguing and fighting over things.”[/color] Her words drifted into each of the girl’s minds, as feather-soft and gentle as a caress as they sank deep into their subconscious. [color=ffb7c5]”It takes so much energy, and leaves us so angry and hurt. In the end, what does it get us? Nothing but pain and sorrow.”[/color]

Her expression fell for a moment, and her movements slowed. [color=ffb7c5]”It leaves us alone.”[/color]

As Minako spoke to them, Amy seemed to become more relaxed about Brenna’s presence, the voice in her head that had been screaming at Amy how dealing with either her or Avalon was a very bad idea being effectively silenced. She certainly didn’t dislike either of them personally, and that was apparent from the way she was acting - the only thing holding her back was knowing about their feud. But that was just stupid, wasn’t it? Worrying about something like that. No, she just had to focus on what she wanted [b]now[/b].

With this thought, Amy was quick to rejoin their ‘dance’ properly, this time her attention being focused entirely on Minako once again. She felt wanted by the other girl, felt needed, and the feeling was mutual. That was certainly apparent in the way Amy’s movements had changed as she pressed up against her friend’s front, eyes almost seeming to shine with desire as she continued to move against her. Her gaze travelled up Minako’s body, blatantly focusing on a few very particular areas, but froze once it reached the other girl’s expression. She looked sad. Amy couldn’t have that. With a small smile, her hand travelled up, placed gently on the side of Minako’s face just to make the other girl look at her. She didn’t say anything, but the message she was trying to send was clear - Minako was anything but alone.

Avalon had since stopped staring daggers at Brenna, too distracted by her dancing with Minako to really even pay attention to the Ice Queen. Brenna had since joined the triad of dancers and now this quartet seemed to meld together perfectly, in a sensual display of their beauty. Whatever Brenna might later remember of this night, it would be tinged with a healthy dose of confusion as to why she’d ever become so erotic with these girls, most of whom she despised merely on principle. Tonight though, the feud mattered very little. In that moment all either of them cared about was that Minako was no longer happy. So, they drew even closer to their mysterious new “friend” an effort to gain her attention and make her feel as if she had plenty of people to keep her from feeling so lonely.

Unable to help herself in the face of their eager, concerned expressions and exciting touches across her body, Minako smiled and pressed into Amy’s hand, one arm slipping behind her to pull Brenna’s torso more firmly against her back and the other sliding across Avalon’s shoulders beside her, once more letting herself sink back into the rhythm and the thrill of the three bodies against her. The lights, the music, and the delicious sensations sent pulses of heat straight to her core, making her want to sigh and feeling more alive than she ever had before. [color=ffb7c5]”Having a chance like this, just letting all that tiring anger, all those worries just drift away. Just… letting go, it feels… so good, doesn’t it. Being with friends,”[/color] she arched her back, pressing her breasts into Amy’s, [color=ffb7c5]”Meeting new ones,”[/color] her hand curled up to brush over Avalon’s cheek and the shell of her ear, [color=ffb7c5]”Having that pleasure,”[/color] grinding her ass into Brenna’s waist, [color=ffb7c5]”It’s the most… incredible feeling. They make life worth living,”[/color] she smiled salaciously, [color=ffb7c5]”Don’t you think?”[/color]

Brenna grinned, her eyes dazed, affected not only by Minako’s influence over her, but also by the alcohol she’d been drinking for most of the night. [color=powderblue][b]”Yes. Yes they do, Ikeda.”[/b][/color] she said, grinding into the smaller girl. Avalon was too distracted with her dancing to vocally respond, but she nodded in agreement. Anyone who knew either girl would suspect something fishy, knowing very well that Avalon was rarely one to keep her mouth shut, and Brenna found very few people who actually made her life worth living, and none of them were standing in front of her. But the Ice Queen felt so immensely pleasured when she agreed with Minako, that she felt no need to stop. And so, she nodded and swayed her hips.

Amy couldn’t bring herself to disagree. Everything the girl was saying rang true to her, and this had been her idea, after all. What she’d wanted, really. To spend time with Minako, to meet other people, to let go of all her worries for the night. How could she argue against it now? So instead, she just murmured in agreement. [color=salmon]”Of course.”[/color] Smiling softly, she leaned into Minako’s touch, meeting the other girl’s eyes with a gaze filled with desire - desire for [b]more[/b]. After spending so much time under her friend’s spell, Amy’s patience was giving way, and it was definitely beginning to show.

Minako met her friend’s gaze without fear, her violet eyes almost literally burning with a lust that was scarcely contained. [color=ffb7c5]”If more people sought out pleasure like this, and spent less time trying to tear one another down, I think many people would be a lot happier.”[/color] Even her voice was husky with desire.

As Minako finished speaking, the last remains of Amy’s self-control finally gave in. Whatever little wall had been holding her back from doing anything reckless just collapsed, forgetting about whatever consequences might have weighed on her mind. She wanted Minako, and Minako seemed to want her, too - and as the thought crossed her mind, there was nothing she wanted more than to act on it. To show her friend just how much she wanted her. Drawing the other girl closer, Amy hesitated for a brief second - but in that moment, nothing other than her lust seemed to matter, as she leaned in and kissed the other girl fiercely.

As far as kisses went, it was… not particularly special. Amy had kissed a fair amount of boys before, but she was far from skilled, and her ardor made her rushed, sloppy. Minako had even less experience, having spent her entire life up until this point being dedicated to learning the ins and outs of her family’s business; add in the fact that she had had zero inclinations towards any possible suitors, and it meant that she had had no romantic relationships of any kind. The action caught her off guard, and her inexperience showed, but deep as she was inside her own trance, she made up for it with an even greater and far more commanding intensity, pulling Amy tight against her body and practically forcing her tongue into the girl’s mouth, as though she was claiming Amy as her own. 

For all of a few seconds. 

Despite her dominating mood, something began percolating in the back of her mind, a feeling that began growing in strength that there was something not right about this situation, something that she was forgetting. The feeling persisted, and it began showing in her body language, the grip of her arm around Amy’s waist growing slack with confusion, the intensity with which she reciprocated her friend’s desire weakening as her brow furrowed. Then, like a mirror shattering on the ground, her trance broke, and she realized what precisely she was doing, where she was doing it, and whom she was doing it with. 

Minako’s eyes shot open as panic surged through her, and she broke the kiss with as much abruptness as Amy had initiated it with, stumbling back against Brenna as she gasped for breath. [color=ffb7c5]”Wha...Amy? Why did you...”[/color] She looked around her wildly, taking in the sight of Avalon clinging to both herself and Amy, feeling Brenna practically grinding herself against her back. 

Amy looked bewildered by Minako’s sudden pulling away, her own eyes having opened a little more slowly only to be confronted by the expression that was twisting the other girl’s face. Even while under the trance, Amy found herself taking a step back. Why did she seem so panicked? She gave her friend what she hoped was a reassuring smile. [color=salmon]”Did I do something wrong?”[/color] she asked, concerned. Wanting to step forward, but not quite feeling confident enough to, Amy continued, sincere worry breaking through past any other thoughts she may have had and shining through her words. [color=salmon]”Is there anything I can do to fix it? Anything at all?”[/color]

Her thoughts consumed in a hurricane of turbulent emotions, Minako brought her hand to her mouth, looking at her friend with a stunned expression. She could clearly see the path of events that had brought her to this point, she just couldn’t believe how she had been acting. Why had she been acting like that? She hadn’t had anything to drink at all, in fact, she still felt quite like herself. If it wasn’t for the sensation of Amy’s lips still tingling on hers, and the pervading smell of sweat, smoke and alcohol, she would swear that she was dreaming, that this was just another of her fantasies featuring her friend a couple random girls she had seen. The pulsing heat in her body continued to fill her, turning into a terrible pressure in her head, like her skull was going to crack open and explode. Tears began pooling in her eyes. [color=ffb7c5]”G...g...gomen’nasai!”[/color] she gasped, falling back into her native Japanese as she turned and began pushing through the writhing crowd of dancers, unaware and uncaring of just where she was actually going. There were too many people, too many lights, too much noise, she needed space and it just hurt so [b]much![/b]

Still not quite understanding what had happened, Amy stood fixed in place for a few seconds, eyes tracking Minako as her friend disappeared into the crowd. Internally, her thoughts mostly consisted of worry and concern. Everything had been fine, there was nothing wrong until... [color=salmon]Oh.[/color] Of course - of course it was the kiss. She didn’t think she'd done it out of nowhere. Minako had seemed just as caught up in everything as Amy was. Unsure of herself, guilt rushed over Amy. It was a mistake, she had to apologise - but would the girl even want to see her? 

Finally making her mind up, but without really paying attention to where she was going, Amy wanted to start after Minako, to try and fix whatever had happened, but she’d lost track of the girl in the crowd. Amy paused, glancing back at the other two members of the dance with guilt clear on her face. What were they meant to do now?

Brenna stalked up to this stupid girl who’d upset her new “friend,” a scowl on her face. [color=powderblue][b]”You upset her! You bitch!”[/b][/color] Brenna shrieked as she got up close and personal with Amy. Before the other girl could even respond, Brenna shoved her, earning a terrified scream from Avalon, and sending Amy stumbling back, while Brenna sneered.

Avalon simply stood there in shock, her eyes wide. Minako was gone, upset and hiding somewhere. What could she do to help? She turned away from the other two girls, and began stumbling through the club, searching for Minako. Where was she? Tears began to stream down her face as she became more frantic in her search, and it wasn’t long before she was sobbing in one of the bathrooms, unable to find her friend.