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[color=tomato]"I hear the DDR anthem playing….”[/color] 

[color=888888]— Suki Oyama[/color][/center]

[sub][@The World][@Ponn][@Lonewolf685][/sub]

[color=tomato]"Y-you liked it? I mean! I’m glad you liked it!”[/color] Suki was absolutely beaming after Nyxia’s feedback. [color=tomato]"I did get a glimpse of you earlier. But I wasn’t really thinking about poems after that. You sort of just became my muse and coaxed those words out of me with your-”[/color] She was cut off when Rosche tried to dismiss her offer, but she only laughed. [color=tomato]"It doesn’t take [i]that[/i] long to cook. I live in a group home and most of the meal prep is done already. I bet in twenty minutes…”[/color] But she trailed off when Rosche wanted to go to a BBQ instead, even going as far as walking in that direction. But not before turning Suki’s question into an innuendo. She raised an eyebrow. [color=tomato]"I was just commenting on how you aren’t transformed anymore. I figured you were eager to start eating.”[/color] Contrary to popular belief, Suki rarely used innuendos intentionally, [i]especially[/i] to communicate affection. When she did, she was at least classy about it. There was nothing quite as cringe as someone who couldn’t go two seconds without talking about sex. Suki might have been an ugly loser, but that didn’t mean she had to act like one. 

Nyxia mentioned that she hadn’t actually agreed to go anywhere, and proposed that they fought for it. [color=tomato]"Fight for it?!”[/color] It was an absurd idea, to fight amongst each other. But there were a few factors that needed to be considered. Firstly, Suki was one of the few dark magical girls present that could beat someone without harming them. That should have made the idea of engaging in a fight a bit more palatable to her. Secondly, the Rei angle probably wasn’t going to work. Willow was her partner, she spoke with Mercurial like an equal, and Rosche was her faithful rule keeper. Suki was fooling herself if she thought she could be anything more than a passing consideration for their brooding leader. The last thing to consider was that Nyxia was new blood. You can only have one first impression, and you need to make it count. Nobody wanted to be a simp, but if Suki backed out now, Roche’s brash behavior towards her would be reinforced. She’d think she could continue to get away with talking down to her like she was some pebble at the foot of Earth “the mountain” Shaker. All of those factors would have made it abundantly clear that attacking Rosche was the right thing to do. But truth be told, Suki hadn’t considered any of them. Maybe she subconsciously acknowledged them, but there was something [i]much[/i] more glaring that Suki could observe.

Roche wasn’t transformed.

She tossed her frog captive to Tsubomi before charging. The leader of the track team was fast, but not as fast as a blood soaked lust demon. Not that Rosche was all that far just by cooly walking away from everyone. The frog was still ascending into its arch when Suki shoved her hand down Rosche’s undershirt. But not to cop a feel. 

[i]*Snap*[/i]

A broken string waved in the wind. The obsidian tear glinted between Suki’s fingers before they coiled around it. Unless you almost never transformed like Rei, it was only a matter of time before your dark sisters learned of your emblem. Ideally, your own would never betray you at your most vulnerable. But as Roche understood, everyone needed to be brought under control sometime. Suki’s other arm hooked around the small of Roche’s back. Her tentacles closed in. The frog started to fall.

Roche could have fought back, but would it have accomplished? Even if she could bruise or cut Suki, harm only made her [i]stronger[/i]. Suki’s own emblem was sandwiched between their hips, and her hold on Roche ensured it would stay that way. But her desire to fight back was being ebbed away the longer they were together. Determination softened by a geas. A tentacle coiled around Roche's mouth. The other restrained one of her arms. Roche could feel Suki’s breath rolling off her neck as she leaned in. 

A spectator might mistaken the display for a vampire feeding on its prey, but it didn’t feel like it. Suki’s geas affected everyone differently, but Rosche would feel the curse accelerate through contact with her neck. Her emotions would feel like they were changing. Rage became excitement. Humiliation became protected. Betrayed became loved. As Roche’s desire to resist weakened, Suki’s positioning changed. She wrapped both of her arms around Roche’s waist. Her tentacle slipped off of Roche’s mouth and coiled around her neck. Another took hold of her zipper and pulled until her windbreaker opened all the way. But Rosche wasn’t being restrained, she was being cuddled. She wasn’t being exposed, she was being shown off. 

The frog came to rest in Tsubomi’s hands.

[color=tomato]”You’re not a mountain anymore!”[/color] Suki lifted her head. [color=tomato]”Mountains are hard on the inside. My passion has turned all that stone into magma, and now it’s coming out of your every orifice!”[/color] She sighed. [color=tomato]”I did that for you, by the way. You and Eyeball seem to really like word play like that. Must be a chuuni thing. It’s too bad you’re not a volcano normally. I like this version of you.”[/color] Something that Tsubomi could verify. The only other person Suki never shipped herself with was Rosche. [color=tomato]”I apologize for jumping you like this, but I really wanna cook for everyone. Let’s just call it payback for all the stuff you used to do to me when [i]I[/i] was new to the club, it can be water under the bridge now...Maybe.”[/color] Her tentacle released Roche’s neck to start tracing out her collar bones. [color=tomato]”Do you [i]still[/i] want the guys at that barbecue place to fill you with their meat, or are you woman enough to try the Suki special?”[/color] She blinked. [color=tomato]”The barbecue thing was a play on words, I do have a meal I’ve been working on.”[/color]