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Elise was only slightly relieved when her cousin's lips finally parted from her own. Lise wore an expression much like her own, though she could tell through her link that she didn't feel quite as awkward about it as she did. As her cousin stood up, she started to calm down as rational began returning to her mind. However, this reprieve was short-lived as her world was shattered once again by Lise's impressive ability to misread a situation.  She not only accused Elise of trying to court her but she also, in her own dumb way, had implied that it was ok. That there wore rules in place for this kind of thing as long as Uncle approved. It would totally be ok to have relations with your family.

[color=92278f]"No!"[/color] she blurted out, faster then her mind could process, and then realizing that she inadvertently answered the question, babbled, [color=92278f]"I mean. I'm not trying. How can you? What?!"[/color] At a loss for words, things only got worse as hot steam and hatred suddenly descended on the scene.

[b][color=aba000]"Hands off MY LISE!"[/color][/b] a man shouted as he landed between Lise and herself, interrupting her floundering, [i]Oh gosh. Who's this now?[/i] Elise questioned, pushing herself away from the burning eyes in the mist. They made her think of Sho in a way and reminded her how she wished he was here right now. [color=92278f][i]He'd swallow up all this hate and show this guy what for.[/i][/color] However, before thoughts of fleeing took the forefront of her mind, the other falling [i]girl[/i] decided to intervene. They grabbed Elise and pulled her away from the man before placing themselves between them. 

[b]"Are you alright, my Lady?"[/b] the [i]boy[/i] said, blowing Elise's mind for the third time that day. He stood up and introduced himself as well as declare his intent to serve the Valois-Saint-Remy family. Elise knew a bit about foreign nobility, but the Yekaterinans always escaped her. The country was massive, and so were the number of noble households and branching households. Still, his intervention was helpful, and he wasted no time in rebuking the other man for his open hostility and passion. This moment of reprieve, from sins falsy accused, gave Elise a chance to think for the first time in nearly half a minute. Think of things like [color=92278f][i]Why did Dimitry jump out of a window with Lise? Why did Lise kiss her, or did she kiss her? Why was Lise wearing a towel?! How did the water boy know Lise?[/i][/color] These were things she should have been asking from the beginning. There wasn't enough time to form any answers before Lise decided to perpetuate their misunderstanding and derail her thoughts again. She didn't know what she was talking about, but it sounded like a lot of confusion. It turns out Andriem was the name of the man who brandished water like a weapon. She hoped Lise's intervention would keep any more fighting from breaking out. If that man felt even an ounce of guilt, Elise intended to grab it an spike it like a valley ball. Still, now was a good time to get answers. Thus the most pressing question in the world needed to be asked. 

[color=92278f]"Lise, why are you naked?"[/color] she asked as it was the most burning question in her mind since the whole kerfuffle started. Her heart demanded an answer. She had never really thought of girls in [i]that way[/i], but she also had never seen another girl in such a state of undress. [color=92278f]Why is Lise so...what's the word? Busty.[/color] A bit of envy creeping into her thoughts. She did her best not to stare at Lise's cleavage. At least the steam was preventing students and staff from seeing all this. Her cousin was very popular with boys and if someone snapped a picture of this. It would be floating around the school for years to come. [color=92278f]"Maybe I should fix that?" [/color]Elise thought aloud as she pointed at Lise, [color=92278f]"Shadows cover her and become clothes."[/color] she commanded, and the area under Lise turned black. She was tired, but she had given this command many times, for herself, and the mist was obscuring the light enough to cast a shadow. Lise, if no on intervened, would suddenly find darkness wrapping around her legs and moving up her body, under her towel. In a mere moment, Lise would be covered from the neck down in shadows. The shadows would then coalesce and form a skin-tight but comfortable full-body catsuit.