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Waking up sprawled across a bench left a sharp ache in Roche’s shoulders, but that was secondary to the taste still lingering in her mouth that had rousing sharply with a wordless snarl twisting her lips. She palmed herself hurriedly, uncaring for her disheveled state and giving only a moment of pausing at feeling uncovered skin where a sports bra would be before resuming her search, till at last finding the snapped cord of her Emblem and deflating with a wave of relief. 

Only once it was tied around her neck once more and she returned to her Magical Girl state in a flicker of light did she manage to release the tension gripping her and look around her. 

Recognizing Suki’s ‘home’ for what it was left her steaming anew, and even as the group settled in to try and converse Roche could see Nyxia had withdrawn completely back into her shell. Her hands curled into fists within her billowing cloak, but as much as she wanted to try and fix the mess her….incapacitation, had caused, a kernel of shame at her lurid display kept her mouth closed tight. 

No, she’d have to talk to Nyxia later. Approaching the door to the kitchen she exerted a not-insignificant amount of willpower to calmly open and close the door behind her. That was the extent of her restraint as she found the wastrel herself shoving an artful bouquet of confections into the fridge. 

[color=orange]“Do you have the slightest idea of how much damage you’ve caused tonight? This wasn’t just Nyxia’s first night with us. It was her first night out with other people, period.”[/color] 

Suki was looking over her “recipe” when Roche let herself inside. She had a pen in her right hand and a cigarette in her left. The only indication she heard Roche was a slight twitch of her head. She peaked over her shoulder at the rule keeper.

[color=tomato]"Ah-hah!”[/color] Suke rubbed the back of her head before turning to face the newly arrived. [color=tomato]"I don’t pretend to be privy to everyone’s secrets. But she seemed like she was enjoying herself up until a bit ago.”[/color] She set down her pen and folded her arm across her waist. [color=tomato]"She enjoyed my compliment, how I spoke about her beauty, and I even fought on her command, Only so that I could make her dinner.”[/color] She peaked at Nyxia through the window. [color=tomato]"You could have gone down a bit easier, but that was my fault. You wouldn't have wanted us to have a real fight instead, would you?“[/color]

[color=orange]”Yeah, I bet she did enjoy it. Because it was her first time. Suki, this girl is more sheltered and isolated than any Magical Girl I’ve ever encountered. Some of those Light Girls are better adjusted than her, and you just strung her along for a laugh and some casual flirting. Now I look like I was talking out of my ass with her and she’s back to thinking we’re all backstabbing bullies who she shouldn’t care about..”[/color]

The Rule Keeper was making an effort. She really did not want to shout, both for the people still sleeping and the group outside the door, but Suki’s cavalier ideas of romance proved as troublesome then as they had when she’d first partnered with the Blood Magical Girl. 

[color=orange]”We were so damn close to a good first impression. Why do you keep sabotaging yourself like this Suki? If you just wanted in her pants you just had to grope her yourself.”[/color] Roche exhaled heavily, a scowl as firmly etched across her face as the tattoos upon her transformed skin. 

It took Suki a moment to respond. She inhaled deeply and let every bit of air leave her lungs. When she refocused on Roche, her brow was furrowed. [color=tomato]"That so?”[/color] Suki pointed out the window. [color=tomato]"That beautiful lavender forest that you were blessed with [i]wished[/i] for us to fight. I don’t think she’s [i]nearly[/i] as timid as you make her out to be. Grossed out? Maybe. Put off by my powers? Sure. Finds my true self repulsive? That makes two of us. But if she’s put off by a bully, I know someone who fits that description a [i]lot[/i] better than [i]me[/i].”[/color] She moved her hand onto her hip. [color=tomato]"You’re not here to talk, so why are we wasting our time? Get this over with already!”[/color] With a flick, the cigarette in Suki’s hand landed in the sink. Her hands were trembling. [color=tomato]"Just don’t totally cripple me, okay? I still have to serve dinner. And keep it under my clothes, it’s easier to explain to the teachers that way.”[/color] 

The Rule Keeper’s eyes narrowed seeing Suki turn defensive, a flimsy effort made to hide the tension in her frame. [color=orange]”You call it bullying. I call it team building. Considering just about everyone else works great together, I think the outlier here isn’t me.”[/color]

With a snort she extends her hand, palm out with her fingers curling expectantly. [color=orange]”Suki, I’m not going to hit. I never hit you just for the sake of it. I’m disappointed you’ve passed on every opportunity to get out of this hole you live, but I’ve let you stay here. So do me a favor in return and give me my bra back so I can transform back.”[/color]

[color=tomato]"Whatever.”[/color] Without taking an eye off of Roche, Suki reached under her shirt for a small bulge and pulled out the undergarment. [color=tomato]"Force of habit.”[/color] She tossed the bra to Roche. It was still a little warm from being so close to Suki’s skin. [color=tomato]"Is that all, Bedshaker?”[/color] 

Catching the thrown garment, Roche still wasn’t comfortable transforming back to normal to put it on. Tucking it into her cloak she chose to ignore the warmth still clinging to the garment, but she didn’t turn to leave either. Taking a step towards the counter she set her palms on it, trying to make herself look less inclined towards violence. 

[color=orange]”Do you want a hand making the meal? Or at least someone to help carry it out?”[/color]

Suki’s gaze remained locked on the doorway where Roche had been standing. She hadn’t moved a muscle. [color=tomato]"No.”[/color] She said at last. Suki had never accepted Roche’s help in the past, and didn’t seem like she was going to start now. [color=tomato]"I’ve got it. Thanks.”[/color] 

[color=orange]”Okay.”[/color] Roche’s eyes closed, feeling more defeated then she had under Oros’ poisonous kiss. Suki yet remained out of reach even if she could so easily reach out and brush her shoulder. Turning away with a soft rustle of fabric she slipped out the door, instantly stiffening to a confidant posture as met the eyes of the gathered group. 

[color=orange]”The food will be ready soon. She’s got something special cooking for us.”[/color] With a soft smile she moved to Nyxia’s table, content to sit opposite and across from her as she interacted with her fellow Magical Girls.