[color=f7976a]"Nooooooooo!"[/color], Skyra flailed and fake-shouted.[color=f7976a] "Not my tomboy image!"[/color] Another fit of laughter arrived and shook her tiny body.
It took a while for this fit to cede and after that Skyra looked right into Mokuren's eyes and with a serious, but still somewhere joking, voice she stated: [color=f7976a]"I already wear a skirt in combat... and here in school, too, with that uniform. I don't need no dress!"[/color] While still that close, Skyra breathed in and caught a whiff of Moku's lovely, foxy smell. How did she manage to smell that nice all the time?
That thought, though, was for another time, since her scroll beeped.

[color=f7976a]"Huh... Krys is inviting me for lunch... to this new deli place or something..."[/color], she looked up from her scroll and sized up Mokuren for a minute until she, suddenly excited again, spurted out: [color=f7976a]"Wanna come with me? Eat a nice lunch? Don't worry about the money, I'll invite you."[/color]