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[h2][color=fuchsia][b]Aoi Don Maquia[/b][/color][/h2][/center] 

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Staring curiously at her helpless friend, Aoi would appear stubborn to the shy girl's pleas for freedom, almost as if she was pleasured by the girl's suffering. Though comedy was more amusing when someone was hurt, Aoi wasn't deluded enough to believes she actually enjoyed this, and imply maintained it for another minute as a pure tease to affirm her victory. The slime covering most of Akio's body would quickly thin itself and become basic water under the girl's feet. The bungee on her foot would loosen and allow her to move freely as if it wasn't on her. Aoi did, however, have the end of the bungee latched on the branch drop down and glue itself on her index finger, insuring inevitable teasing in the near future. 

But when that was done, Akio would seem to swiftly dash toward the spot she had dropped her tools and her hoodie. Some gears turned in Aoi's dusty brain and she figured out that she was being like those super shy, totally unprepared kids in highschool that went all solo. Now that wan't very fun for Aoi, especially when she would be all for making the best out of everyone. It didn't make her too happy that her new friend would be this bothered of external judgement when they just had a pretty intense fight. She was better than them, so she should demonstrate her greatness by showing herself as she was. Aoi tugged on the bungee she didn't release from the girl's leg, inevitably pulling her with great strength toward the clown. 

When she'd be close enough, the girl in the blue dress would swiftly lock the Tendou's waist by wrapped her legs around her abdomen, promptly pulling the taller girl down on the lying down Aoi. They were face to face at this point and resisting would be annoying at best with the good factors coming into play. The clown would use her talent in flexibility to sit herself up, her movements guiding her friend to sit on the ground while Aoi would set herself on Akio's thighs. 

"[color=fuchsia]You're still my prisoner~ Now, hug me.[/color]" 

She suggested with a more serious tone. She wasn't too serious about it, but she did want Akio to stop he insecure act and simply go with the flow. Aoi wasn't going to free her without her demands being satisfied. Though after a while, they'd eventually be freed and the clown would get bored. Standing up, she brushed off the dirt off her dress and considered the inquiries made by her friend. Where would they go now? It was still the afternoon and they still had some time before dinner time. 

"[color=fuchsia]Hmmmm. Wanna go over at my place? There's a lake nearby, and we can eat at my house! Beats your place, right?~[/color]" 

She stretched her back and yawned a little in reaction. This day was getting more exhausting than she had anticipated, not that it bothered her the slightest, she loved being active. Akio would have spoken of a girl who was stalking them, though Aoi never paid too much attention to particular observers, after all her fans were just a huge generality to her and he didn't enjoy getting close to people in crowds she deemed to be fans. But the Tendou brought up Sentou, which made Aoi wonder. 

"[color=fuchsia]Sentou huh? I haven't hung out with her in a bit... We were best buds back before chuunin grad. Last time we hung out was the party and she kissed me.[/color]" 

Aoi paused for a second to recall all the events that occurred that day, her mind drifting in her memories. She did remember Sentou's erratic attitude and her own indifference toward that random kissing moment. It did however make Aoi curious to something. 

"[color=fuchsia]Heeeeeyyyyyy, you've kissed someone before right? Who was it?~[/color]" 

She turned to face Akio up close as she did when they were both lying over each other. This time a very curious an malicious look on the clown's face made the deal a lot more stressful for a reserved person like Akio. 

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[center][h2][color=honeydew][b]The Princess' Word is Law[/b][/color][/h2]

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OHT-pnOmKc0]New Mutation[/url][/center]

The Jonin of the group had done her job in a more than entertaining way, prompting the actress to shower her with Ryo bills, exceeding the amount she promised for no apparent reason and letting Tsukiko pick it all up on her own. Things would get a lot hotter, however, when Jaakuna would have the audacity to show himself after what happened. Miyaka simply stared right into the teen's weak eyes and smirked as he trashed talked, likely thinking that he was actually worth more than what she was doing to them. His biggest mistake would not be to provoke an unknown entity, but to turn his back on a potential danger. As such, while he tried to take off, the end of his pants would appear to be stuck to something. When Jaakuna would notice what was blocking him, he'd see a large hunting knife stabbed through it and deeply penetrating the concrete of the balcony. 

Miyaka would be distinctively closer to his back than initially, her foot lifted in a position that seemed to translate an intent to kick. It wasn't for show, he shoot would crash down on the back of Jaakuna's knee with enough speed and precision to have the ligaments snapped. It wasn't some random act of violence, she seemed to know what she was doing and did it a whole lot better than what anyone would expect from a rich brat. 

"[color=honeydew][b]I highly suggest you stay, Yellow. You've already made me mad. Don't make me lash out on your relatives. After all, they may be associated to your schemes against everyone in this hotel. Assume the consequences, Shinobi.[/b][/color]" 

She was a lot more solemn than before, and gave off a vibe of hostility. A new idea emerged, the idea that he wasn't as helpless as the mission intended. Then again it was in her biography that she attended to academy, so such basic skills in shinobi arts were to be expected. Nonetheless, it didn't stop any of them from behaving irrationally toward her, so this little display of "throwing a knife" and "kicking" would probably not be of much impact if they were to be consistent with their empty words. 

"[color=honeydew][b]Green, you have my minibar, you're not going anywhere. Black, break Yellow's legs and tie him up. Let Green interrogate Yellow on his terrorist affiliations. I'm sure it'll be vital for Konoha. You'll be heroes.[/b][/color]"

Her words didn't really have meaning, she was simply asking Takeshi and Tsukiko to torture the kid under the guise of a reason she could easily fabricate given her position. Miyaka didn't appreciate being insulted the way Jaakuna did, a puppy barking at a dormant crocodile would be a nice way to represent it. He'd have to assume consequences like all of them. And they would surely hurt.

She lied down on a large couch in the middle of her suite and clicked turned he television on while letting the two handle he insolent brat. It all seemed like a casual thing to her, having people screaming in the background as she did every day things.