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[b][u]Los Paraisos: Beach[/b][/u]

Amy couldn't help but chuckle loudly once Moira popped the ball. She was so close to walking out of this gods-forsaken game, but at least she wouldn't be blamed for ruining it. Which meant her drinking night out had not yet been ruined. Perfect.

Satisfied, she whirled around and moved back to her seat, ready to put back on her dress and shield herself from any oglers.

But that plan was cut short. [i]"Dude, how do you do it, dude? How are you surrounded by all these hot chicks? I gotta know!"[/i]

In a flash, Amy whirled back around, her movements as sharp as ever. Just then the man addressing Lucien looked to Aria, to Selan - and to Amy herself. A smug grin crossed his bloated face as he awaited a response from the summoner.

How was [i]he[/i] surrounded by 'all these hot chicks'? No. No. Lucien was the de facto king of jokes in the Pride - and Amy wouldn't stand for a joke that came even close to objectifying his female teammates. Or maybe he knew better than that. Maybe he [i]was[/i] different from all those other 'comedian' pigs out there. But the fact that someone opened the opportunity for Lucien to crack such a joke had already pissed off Amy. She was always quick to judge.

Before she could strut over to the summoner to stop him however, she found herself deterred. Pinned down. A loud gasp escaped her lips as she jerked her face to her right. One of those flatulent [i]pigs[/i] had wrapped his arm around the back of Amy's shoulders, and began to casually flex his free arm off to the side. Not even looking the woman in her emerald eyes of death.

"So that was a fun game," he said coolly, his voice oozing with masculinity. "Of course this team would be [i]nothing[/i] without me. Impressive, huh dude? I mean look at these pecs - [i]NNF!"[/i] Still eyeing his beefy arm, he paused to allow Amy to ooh and ahh at his muscularity. But there was no such praise. Oh well. She was probably so impressed she was dumbstruck.

Oh yeah. Now was his chance! "Hey, you know what I think? I think we got a pretty good opportunity to develop our friendship a little further, don't you? We should [i]toootally[/i] go out for a drink, dude. What's yo' name? You're not doin' anything tonight, are ya' ba--"

[i]SLAP![/i]

"Don't fucking touch me!"

In a flash the meatbag was sent careening to the ground. Amy's body heaved with every deep, audible breath. Standing tall, she had her arm jutted up close to her face, hand flattened like a sword. Her palm, the flatside of her sword, pulsed with an angry crimson. And she was not yet ready to sheath her weapon of mass destruction. As loud as the impact was, Amy remained without pain, without mercy. Callous. Daunting.

Death in her scowl, her flaring eyes locked with Lucien's. He was courteous (albeit a bit curious in his mannerisms), Amy would admit - he encouraged her during the game with nice enough comments that weren't at all laced with perversion. But that wasn't enough to save his sorry hide from ruining his impression on her if he took the wrong shot. If that summoner joked - no, if he even made a [i]peep[/i] about "all these hot chicks" being his harem or his groupie or [i]his[/i] whatever...

[i]"Don't you fuckin' dare."[/i]

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[b][u]Los Paraisos: Water Park[/b][/u]

While the others tended to Josette, Trixie had scampered back to Don's side and was screaming at Jerry the lifeguard. "OH MY POTATO SALAD, YOU'RE NOT DOING IT RIGHT. HE'S GONNA DIE AND IT'S GONNA BE ALL YOUR FAULT. YOU'RE A LIFE-GUARD RIGHT? HURRY UP AND GUARD HIS LIFE THEN, O-M-G. SAVE HIS LIFE FASTER. SAVE HIMMMMM!" She began to rattle the man by his buff shoulders. "Save'im save'im save'im save'im save'im!"