She felt a wave of panic at feeling the surge of his seed enter, but she had remembered she already expected him to be the kind of asshole who would do this and had taken birth control prior. She might be able to fuck him, but if she seriously ended up with his kid....ugh. As she pulled herself up and adjusted, she could feel some wetness having just gotten into it when he already finished, but this was exactly the kind of thing she expected. And exactly why she had no plans to make this a regular thing. Silently, she began putting her clothes back on as he caught his breath, offering him her best winning smile she could manage after she got dressed. "Satisfied, sir?"
"'Failure's the greatest teacher...' or something like that." Samir, grinning, makes a purposefully poor impression of a wizened sage. "That makes sense, though. It can be hard to see the flaws in your deck without a way to truly evaluate it." He loses his mirth once Felicia reaches for the discolored streak in her skin near her eye. Frowning, the young man says "Match fixing. You fought against it? Or didn't take a loss you were supposed to." He sighs wearily. "There's too many people here to prevent it from happened in whole. I wonder how many of the entrance duels were rigged somehow..." The blond boy shakes his head. "Sorry. I didn't mean to ruin the mood." The though clearly weighs on him. Spoiler: Perception Roll 69+20(Perception)=89 success He doesn't seem to feel guilty, thankfully. He's simply troubled, like Felicia, by the thought that some of the people who made it into the academy didn't deserve it and that some who were left out should be here instead.
"Now, now. Don't forget to clean up after yourself, Julia." Tomomi gestures towards his slowly deflating cock, drops of semen leaking from the slit on its tip. "Then you can go." He gives her a knowing smile, as if he's aware how unpleasant all this is for the woman.
"I refused to lose on purpose, even with their threats." She replies, glaring, until. "Ah, no, I'm sorry about mentioning it." Felicia shakes her head, "It was... scary, but it also helped me in a way." She adds, recalling how it was the reason she's met with Tyrant. "A-anyway, that's my main purpose for joining the academy. But from what I see, the professors won't seem to tolerate such antics like match fixing. At least the professors I have. And the headmaster... I won't call him a full fledged duelist, more like... a businessman. But that's also good, in a way, since he'll want to make sure any student in his academy can actually handle a duel." The red-head gave her thoughts, smiling as she tries to lighten the mood.
(Sorry ,just go back from work. Not really all focused.) She does as asked, and then offers her best cheerful smile as she hurries to make her way out.
"Helped you?" Samir asks, cautiously. "It must have given you quite a reputation with the other duelists, but I get the feeling that isn't what you mean." He gives Felicia an easy smile. "Do you mean the scar? It does make you look tougher. Fiercer. Knowing how you got it only makes you even more attractive, as if you weren't perfect already." Her forward date compliments, the young man's red eyes looking at her with longing.
"Yeah, in a way, it helped me...bond with my cards. You know, like I couldn't betray them just because I was scared." Felicia replied, both hinting that she's close with her cards, but also not saying anything about duel spirits. "The scar... also helped, I suppose." She giggles, blushing a bit at his compliment. "So, uh, how about you? What sort of duels have you gotten in to before coming to the academy?" Felicia then tries to change the subject, her tone clearly flustered.
[Don't worry about it. The curtness serves the narrative anyway since Julia isn't very into this. It makes sense that the prose would be more spartan to reflect that.] The bitter, salty taste of the last of Tomomi's pungent cum still occupies Julia's taste buds as she speeds down the stairs and outside the bar. Finally free of the dingy dive, she breathes in the fresh, nighttime air as the neon sign shines down on her, bathing the professor in red light.
While the night was still young, she did feel like it would be better to just go home for now. There was a lot more she had to do after all.
Spoiler: Perception Roll 68+20(Perception)=88 success "Sure." Samir nods, not entirely understanding what she means about her cards. He doesn't seem very aware of Duel Spirits, or he hasn't considered the possibility that Felicia has one. "Being tied to your cards makes it all the more likely you'll fight even when you're far behind. That's partly why I'm going with the Gravekeepers for the Duel Theory assignment." The young man expounds. "My father's Egyptian and my mom's an archeologist. Kind of like Gravekeepers in their own way." He sips his tea. "I was raised in Luxor. Most of my duels were just against other schoolkids, but I got to face plenty of tourists whenever Mom took me to the museum." Samir laughs at the memory. "I would always get in so much trouble for dueling near the exhibits. The fun was always worth it, though. I would pretend to be Ramesses dueling a foreign king to save Egypt!" He shakes his head. "Dueling isn't nearly so fun anymore. Everyone takes it so seriously."
Julia walks into the night, streetlights illuminating her path along the busy sidewalks. ----- After a time, she finds her flat within the Ra Yellow men's dorm. It doesn't seem to have been touched while she was out. The professor still feels disgusted with Tomomi, not to mention how her lust has gone unsatisfied, but at least she's home now.
While she still feels the energy and craving of needing some proper fun....but...the other thing she had to work on more than just her body needs. It should be enough time now, that she could try again, getting out her card of Valkryus and focusing when she was in her room. It 's starting to seem like solving one mess, only starts making a bigger one.
"That's an interesting way to grow up." Felicia comments, "Still, that also means you've seen all sorts of decks. Any of them stand out?" She asked in a curious tone, until he mentions how everyone's taken dueling seriously. "I... suppose that's true. I mean, it can be fun... but it can also be dangerous. You know, with those rare hunters and what not." The red-head adds, not wanting to let Samir know that duel spirits are real, since he seemed oblivious to it. "Still, I guess that's just because everyone's worried about their future. I'm sure everyone wants to be a dueling champion, but not everyone can make it."
Spoiler: Commune Roll 9+10(Spirit Taming)+5(Valkyrus)=24 fail Julia is unable to feel the Nekroz. What could be going wrong? Spoiler: Reasoning Check 23+10(Intelligence)+10(Spirit Taming)=43 weak fail Maybe she could figure it out with more time, but nothing immediately springs to mind.
It was a bad sign that she couldn't make a proper connection....but it might not necessarily be the worst case scenario so much as preoccupied. For now, she'd have to assume he'd make contact when ready. Unnecessary strain would go against trying to spend her magic wisely. For now, she'd have to call it another day and rest up for the wave of things she'd have to do tomorrow, including seeing how well rumors of her club were circulating.
"I once dueled a tourist, a Japanese kid I think, who used a Sphinx themed deck. Criosphinx, Hieracosphinx, and so on. I'm sure I could beat them now, but, as a kid with whatever cards I could convince my parents to let me have, I lost a lot. A lot." Samir emphasizes with a humble look. "It was a good deck. Based on a bunch of other Rock-Types which would destroy anything I could summon." He returns his attention to the present. "You're right, but all that worrying can't be good. A duelist needs to be relaxed enough to think clearly. It's hard to do that if they're too concerned with losing something they don't even have yet. Better to just take it as it comes. I mean, Duel Monsters is still just a game." As the young man finishes speaking, the waiter walks around the counter, carrying two bowls of hot nishin soba. The middle-aged man sets them on the table, along with chopsticks for both students, and bows. The noodles sit in tsuyu broth with filleted herring. It looks appetizing. "Thank you." Samir bows back to the man from his seat.
Before going to bed, Julia receives a group text from Phoebe. Yumi and Sayen are also included. "Been thinking about having a girls' night out this weekend. Y'all up for some fun?" Yumi quickly replies. "I have nothing planned. It will been good to spend time with all of you."
----- Spoiler: Spiritual Resistance Roll 71+10(Spirit Taming)=81 success Julia doesn't dream. She falls into oblivion and then returns, hours later, as rays of light peer through her blinded windows. Her sleep was restless, but she doesn't feel any more tired than usual as she begins to stir.
"I'm more or less the same. When I was a kid, I just used whatever cards I got from packs I bought with my saved up allowance." Felicia replied, sounding a bit nostalgic. "I didn't make a proper deck until I lost in my first tournament." She sighs, smiling at the memory. Until the owner arrives with their meal, "Thank you, it looks delicious." She bows as well, "Mmh, it smells good too." She adds, as the owner left to deal with the other customers. "What was it they say again, itadakimasu." Felicia said as she picks up her chopsticks, and slurps on her noodles.
