[h3][color=aba000]Darla Drake[/color][/h3]
[@Aqutanama][@MagusDream][@Dezuel]

Darla raised an eyebrow upon seeing the supernatural prowess of a certain individual who seemed to be powerwalking at an astounding speed, all while laughing out loud. Maybe it was a mating call? Or a territory marking? Anyway, it seemed to be the individual she had given a fashion advice. She had never expected him to be so [i]gross and wrong.[/i]

More cherished memories were made, as she witnessed the ever elusive cousin of hers actually showing up for once. And not only that, he was taking the initiative to ask her out! Actually no, it was just a favour. Well, she was her senior and her elder cousin, so why should he honor his honest plea.

[color=aba000]"Dinner and sleepover. My penthouse. No dress code needed."[/color] Darla offered a complicit wink as she smiled back at Reverio. Finally, he would be one closer to be hers and hers alone... now she just needed her genious intellect to triumph the task her baby cousin had set upon her. 

It was then when she realized the crude creature that had scampered away like a centipede with light aversion was now crawling towards her, a black speech coming from his pubescent mouth. He was a student? Maybe. Of the prestigious school of Clausewitz. Ahh yes, the boys and girls, playing knights, thinking they were the best of the best, only to be indoctrinated in stick-up-the ass drones, ready made consumer goods for the wealthy elites like her.

This one seemed to be a little lacking. And he kept staring at her breasts like the half baked ape he was.

She was almost, -almost- tempted to execute the removal protocol on this sort of proto-human, but she decided against it. She beamed her best of smiles.

Reverio could recognize it. It was the smile of a shark that had smelled blood in the water. Darla gestured for Reverio to get moving, as she cleared her throat. [color=aba000]"ahem."[/color] She said, before unbuttoning a couple of buttons of her shirt.

[color=aba000][h2]"HELP ME, A PERVERT! HE IS TRYING TO DO SOMETHING TO ME!"[/h2][/color] She yelled at the top of her lungs, catching attention on all the library staff and students alight. 

[color=aba000]"Somebody! Help! I will give [b]two Million[/b] to the person who rescues me!"[/color] She added, sweetening the pot and stirring the nest as she pointed at Mav, her hands trembling with fake fear.

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[@Dezuel]
The fitting incident to get a new brassiere had been smoother than ever. Mina recalled there had been only someone with minor wounds this time. It was a difficult thing to get clothes that suit her ample figure. Well fed, well dressed. Her head didn't feel funny any longer, so she had given to her last need. Suzakura. She needed her king, because he was his dairy queen.

"HEEEEY SUZAKURA" She called at the distracted bully as she saw him past a spooky building.