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[center][h1][sub][i][color=#DDA0DD]Katherine Lance[/color][/i][/sub][/h1]
—   [b]۵[/b]    [b]۞[/b]    [b]۵[/b]   —

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[b]Location:[/b] Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Imani Du Bailey ([@Metztli]), her father, & others around her.[/sup][/center]
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The taste of alcohol and Imani's lips still fresh against her own, Katherine shot up from her louged position. Back straightening as she sat up, she slid her legs further apart. The muscles in her arms flexing as she began to get just a little more agressive- dominant with the daughter of Aphrodite; she snaked her arms around her from behind. Hands sliding over the front of the young womans dress, slowly, almost antagonizingly so, it wasn't until she'd placed them flat - one over the flat of her stomach, and the other against her sturnum- that she gave the girl a rough tug. Pulling her down from her comfortable perch so that she was instead resting in the space she'd made between her legs. A rather seductive smirk playing over her lips creeping up, causing a particularly mischievious glint to sparkle behind her eyes.

[color=#DDA0DD]"..I'll fuckin' root you, bloody tease..."[/color]

Sliding the hand on her sturnum further up, taking the chance to simply... enjoy herself while doing so, Kate eventually took a firm, though gentle enough hold of the girl's jaw. Being mindful not to do so much that it would leave behind physical marks, she forced Imani's head to come to a tilt away from her. Leaning in, she let her warm lips brush lightly over the girls flesh- trailing them leisurly up the natural curve of her neck... across her jaw... before finally, she took a playful nip at her earlobe, [color=#DDA0DD]"..kitten my ass; you're a little minx..."[/color]

The sudden burst of cold air rushing from beside her causing a shiver to run up the length of her spine, Katherine let her gaze flick across. Her head drawing back enough that she was able to watch as Isaura shot forward; racing down the stands as though someone had lit a pack of firecrackers under her ass. Following after the daughter of Khione with a slight interest at what might have got her riled up so quickly; it wasn't too much longer after that, that her father's familiar voice filled the arena. Demanding attention. Scoffing, the sound morphing into a soft chuckle against the shell of Imani's ear, Kate settled herself.

Arms tightening; holding her closer as she listened to whatever it was important enough that her father was delivering the news himself. Though the more she heard, the quicker her smirk faded and her demeanor shifted. Jaw clenching and relaxing in quick succession, she shifted. Sitting up a little straighter before, eventually, she extracted herself from behind the daughter of Aphrodite. Getting to her feet and meeting her father's gaze over the crowd, [color=#DDA0DD]"Μπαμπά, αυτό είναι χάλια και το ξέρεις..!"[/color]

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[color=#DAA20D][center][h3][sub][i]⦓ 𝒢𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓀 ⦔[/i][/sub][/h3][/center]

Μπαμπά, αυτό είναι χάλια και το ξέρεις:
[sup]("Bampá, aftó eínai chália kai to xéreis")[/sup]
[indent][color=DCC077][i]Dad, that's crap and you know it.[/i][/color][/indent]
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