Julia never really had anything against Yumi, but they never seemed to talk much outside of work. She still found Yumi a lot easier to deal with than the old man or Rene. But all in all, she still probably liked her usual partner in crime the most with Phoebe. Though it says something when Julia comes off as the responsible one when they get together...
"I've never been here in my life. I just thought it would be interesting and didn't really want to just eat at the cafeteria before dragged into another meeting." Julia didn't exactly try to hide that she was probably going to end up late...but it didn't seem like Yumi was in any particular hurry either. Julia picked some orange juice to drink as something nice and simple, taking a glance in Aisha's direction. She was hard to read, but that almost made it more fun. And in Julia's mind was practically a dare to see how much she could get away with.
"I think she has the right level of qualities. Though..." She did glance at some of the other waitress's before she had to concur with Yumi. "I thought that about the girls joining this year too. They're all adults, but....lacking." Julia imitating Yumi, by cupping up underneath her own chest a little bit to emphasis it, didn't seem especially worried about onlookers. "Not everyone can be built like this either."
As Julia took a gulp of her drink, she thought about Uminanru. "It's hard for them. I had a girl earlier today. Something of a tsundere. Obviously, she really likes one of my future yellow students and I told her all she had to do was just show a bit of skin, but-" Julia went silent shaking her head, lifting her arms up in a bit of a impassive shrug.
"Yes, mistress. Right away." Aisha happily takes Julia's order.
67+10(Charisma)=77 success
As the maid returns with the professor's orange juice, she slips the teacher a napkin with the words "Go to back rooms if interested. Be there after u."
Yumi titters. "It seems I've had better luck so far today, then. Here, have a look." She pulls a phone from her purse, fiddling with it for a second before setting it on the table in front of Julia.
"Before you ask, yes she's a student--Ixchel, I think..." Yumi struggles with the pronunciation. "...and no I haven't done anything with her. Too bad her underwear is so atrocious." She frowns. "If I had a student with Aisha's body and fashion sense..." The professor stares at the maid openly, fantasizing.
"So many of them are afraid to display themselves." Julia brings her back into the conversation. "With you, myself, and Phoebe, I'm sure she'll be convinced within a few days." The former pro duelist smirks. "Is the boy cute, or at least a good duelist?"
"Yes, mistress. Right away." Aisha happily takes Julia's order.
67+10(Charisma)=77 success
As the maid returns with the professor's orange juice, she slips the teacher a napkin with the words "Go to back rooms if interested. Be there after u."
Yumi titters. "It seems I've had better luck so far today, then. Here, have a look." She pulls a phone from her purse, fiddling with it for a second before setting it on the table in front of Julia.
"Before you ask, yes she's a student--Ixchel, I think..." Yumi struggles with the pronunciation. "...and no I haven't done anything with her. Too bad her underwear is so atrocious." She frowns. "If I had a student with Aisha's body and fashion sense..." The professor stares at the maid openly, fantasizing.
"So many of them are afraid to display themselves." Julia brings her back into the conversation. "With you, myself, and Phoebe, I'm sure she'll be convinced within a few days." The former pro duelist smirks. "Is the boy cute, or at least a good duelist?"
Julia seeing the writing on her napkin, eyed it. She was mostly just planning on teasing her a little, but this was more than she expected. Though...the conversation with Yumi was interesting and Julia debated if it would be rude to blow her off. She sat for a couple minutes, listening as she debated what to do.
As the picture of the student was shown, Julia visibly raised an eyebrow, even Yumi's assurances nothing happened still leaving her somewhat perplexed. "How did you get this..." Julia did have the question in her head of how Yumi would have managed to take a shot like this. "I do like the cowprint myself though." Trying to collect her thoughts, she couldn't deny the girl had some appeal, but still seemed a little puzzled.
"I mean, don't get the wrong idea. I don't mind a little bit of naughtiness, but it's not like I would really do anything, It's just fun to tease them a little."
Julia had difficulty knowing where she stood. As much as she liked to push the limits, she never actually thought of getting into it with one. She might recognize when one's attractive, but it's not as if she was groping them, or making them do anything. Or even planned too.
"Although....as far as that boy goes. Takashi. If I was still that age, he'd definitely be my type." Julia's eyes looked up almost thoughtfully as she daydreamed, though given the course of the conversation, she looked towards Yumi with some more seriousness. "I did recommend him for Yellow, but it's not like f I was planning on doing anything weird to him."
Not in that way, anyway.
The conversation had lasted for a few minutes, but started to grow into a lull. Julia still had her sense of politeness, she couldn't just blow Yumi off. But, it would be really insulting to just not show up. Maybe....no. That was ridiculous. She didn't think Yumi would actually be like this, but there was no way, she'd just....well...Julia almost half curiously if for no other reason than to just see if she would actually do it, began to place the napkin on Yumi's side of the table, as Julia made her mischievous smile while Yumi read the note. She could just play it off as joke.
"I think I might be running a bit behind to the meeting. Students are out, but.... I can have fun with this. ... are you going to be running late too?"
"Haha!" The professor laughs. "Someone's confident! You were at the main arena, yes? That means Prof. Meri..." He turns his head to regard Adam, looking him over, then frowns. "I see. Assuming you are joining my dormitory, you will be moving in this evening after you receive an email directing you where to go." He returns his attention to the half-dozen duels in progress. "Any other questions?" He asks, somewhat brusque.
[Maybe lets try summarizing for pacing sake at first and maybe if there's a situation where more in-depth move/counter-move elements might be required we can slow down for that?]
Tenma's eyes dart in Saven's direction at her weird wording for a moment before he starts drawing his cards. Nothing too great but not junk either. Something he can start building a basic opening strategy around at least.
[Sure. The first turn is still it's own section because of how important it is, but the rest will be compressed. I'll do it similar to how I did Adam's duel.]
With his sister looking on silently, Tenma's inspects his hand after drawing for his turn--Relinquished, Scapegoat, Polymerization, Dharc the Dark Charmer, Wynn the Wind Charmer, and Wynn the Wind Channeler look back at him. Saving the first three cards for later and not wanting to use the Wynns to bring The Atmosphere to hand without a target on the field, he sets Dharc face down and sets Scapegoat as a precaution.
The turn passes to Jessica as she draws. "I summon Manju of the Ten Thousand Hands." A hideous creature covered in arms materializes in front of her.
"Using it's effect, I add Demise, Agent of Armageddon to my hand. Now, I play End of the World, sacrificing Manju to Ritual Summon Demise, Agent of Armageddon." A Fiend with a skull shaped helm and a war axe replaces the horrifying Manju.
"Demise attacks your set monster."
Dharc's effect activates, but since he is still destroyed by the attack, Demise sadly remains in Jessica's control. "I end my turn!" Tenma's opponent seems to have gained a little confidence with that, but her composure falters as the boy activates the face down Scapegoat to summon four tokens in Defense Position.
"Hm?" Felicia raised an eyebrow as a familiar looking woman suddenly charged in, and made the man, Dominic, keel over from a single punch. Though her opponent was down, she didn't let her guard down, at least not for now. "You... you're the one I bumped into." The red-head mumbled as she recalled how there was a white-haired woman with her earlier. And as Michio offers a handshake, Felicia watches her closely, "Felicia... Matthews." She introduces herself, figuring that perhaps she is being friendly. After all, why else would she clear up the misunderstanding. Though that doesn't stop Felicia from keeping her guard up as she shakes Michio's hand.
If nothing happens, the red-head asks, "What's this about a stolen card?"
Her grip strong, she releases Felicia's hand without threat. Then, Michio bends over and helps Dominic stagger back upright. "Yeah, that cunt Angelica stole one of my cards before we dueled. Probably the only way she'd have a chance against me." The eyepatched woman sneers. "You know what she looks like, right? Some weird religious getup and tits bigger than her head. This is between that bitch and me, so tell me if you see her. Understood, Dominic?" She raises her voice at the man beside her just starting to straighten his spine.
Julia seeing the writing on her napkin, eyed it. She was mostly just planning on teasing her a little, but this was more than she expected. Though...the conversation with Yumi was interesting and Julia debated if it would be rude to blow her off. She sat for a couple minutes, listening as she debated what to do.
As the picture of the student was shown, Julia visibly raised an eyebrow, even Yumi's assurances nothing happened still leaving her somewhat perplexed. "How did you get this..." Julia did have the question in her head of how Yumi would have managed to take a shot like this. "I do like the cowprint myself though." Trying to collect her thoughts, she couldn't deny the girl had some appeal, but still seemed a little puzzled.
"I mean, don't get the wrong idea. I don't mind a little bit of naughtiness, but it's not like I would really do anything, It's just fun to tease them a little."
Julia had difficulty knowing where she stood. As much as she liked to push the limits, she never actually thought of getting into it with one. She might recognize when one's attractive, but it's not as if she was groping them, or making them do anything. Or even planned too.
"Although....as far as that boy goes. Takashi. If I was still that age, he'd definitely be my type." Julia's eyes looked up almost thoughtfully as she daydreamed, though given the course of the conversation, she looked towards Yumi with some more seriousness. "I did recommend him for Yellow, but it's not like f I was planning on doing anything weird to him."
Not in that way, anyway.
The conversation had lasted for a few minutes, but started to grow into a lull. Julia still had her sense of politeness, she couldn't just blow Yumi off. But, it would be really insulting to just not show up. Maybe....no. That was ridiculous. She didn't think Yumi would actually be like this, but there was no way, she'd just....well...Julia almost half curiously if for no other reason than to just see if she would actually do it, began to place the napkin on Yumi's side of the table, as Julia made her mischievous smile while Yumi read the note. She could just play it off as joke.
"I think I might be running a bit behind to the meeting. Students are out, but.... I can have fun with this. ... are you going to be running late too?"
"Oh, please." She scoffs. "I'm not hiding anything from you Julia. I know you don't care, and now you finally know I don't either." Yumi smiles ruefully. "No, I found this-" She points at the photo before taking her phone back and tucking it away. "-on one of her social media pages." She sighs. "I wish I had the time to be so intimate today. I could certainly use the stress relief."
47+10(Cold Reading)=57 weak success
"Not into women, then? That's too bad." Yumi hides her disappointment well, but it still graces her face for a split second before she can replace it with her typical aloofness.
"Sure you aren't planning on seducing a young, virile man who might be able to satisfy your needs." She teases, though Julia can tell no insult is intended.
57+10(Charisma)+10(situational)=77 success
The white-haired professor grins as she reads. She looks back up at Julia, obviously regarding her differently now, with hungry eyes inspecting every inch of skin the older teacher has on display. "So you are into girls...I think I'll be very late indeed." She quickly leans back and finishes off her coffee, unsubtly thrusting her chest forward. "Please, lead the way."
"Haha!" The professor laughs. "Someone's confident! You were at the main arena, yes? That means Prof. Meri..." He turns his head to regard Adam, looking him over, then frowns. "I see. Assuming you are joining my dormitory, you will be moving in this evening after you receive an email directing you where to go." He returns his attention to the half-dozen duels in progress. "Any other questions?" He asks, somewhat brusque.
Merde, did I just unintentionally throw Julia under the bus? Oops... "I'll look for the email, then." Adam nods, and then grins. "Do I get a reward when I beat all the other best students?" There's just a hint of flirtatiousness in his voice.
Not waiting for an answer, Adam heads out, deciding now's a good time for a drink.
"Oh, please." She scoffs. "I'm not hiding anything from you Julia. I know you don't care, and now you finally know I don't either." Yumi smiles ruefully. "No, I found this-" She points at the photo before taking her phone back and tucking it away. "-on one of her social media pages." She sighs. "I wish I had the time to be so intimate today. I could certainly use the stress relief."
47+10(Cold Reading)=57 weak success
"Not into women, then? That's too bad." Yumi hides her disappointment well, but it still graces her face for a split second before she can replace it with her typical aloofness.
"Sure you aren't planning on seducing a young, virile man who might be able to satisfy your needs." She teases, though Julia can tell no insult is intended.
57+10(Charisma)+10(situational)=77 success
The white-haired professor grins as she reads. She looks back up at Julia, obviously regarding her differently now, with hungry eyes inspecting every inch of skin the older teacher has on display. "So you are into girls...I think I'll be very late indeed." She quickly leans back and finishes off her coffee, unsubtly thrusting her chest forward. "Please, lead the way."
This was not how she had imagined her day going when she started her morning. She never really thought that Yumi would be like this. Not that she could really judge. She had always just thought it would have taken a lot more work than it did. Not that she minded. A chase was all part of the game. But all in all, now that her newly made friend seemed excited at the idea, it would only be rude to back out of it now.
Besides...
Eyeing Yumi, Julia remembered thinking about what it would be like to get her hands on those tits more than once. The thoughts of sitting on the face had helped more than one dull meeting go by quicker.
"When they're sexy enough."
Julia gave a light reply, as she got up letting Yumi get a nice long view of her backside before making her way to the door of the hall, then hanging back and waiting for the white haired woman to follow, with a mischievous smirk on her face. As soon as the teacher had gotten in range, Julia's palm came down from the side to give her butt a hard smack, her fingers reaching to dig in with a hard squeeze, all while leaving the door wide open, no concern for any potential onlookers. Without giving Yumi a chance to properly react with embarrassment, Julia gave her ass a light shove to push her in, and the door closing behind.
The blue haired woman wasted absolutely no time to move behind Yumi and reach for a chest squeeze from behind, her other arm and it's fingers slowly sliding along the fabric down below her dress, running along her inner thigh. "What's the plan here? Are you going to be my bitch or are we going to ruin that poor little thing? Or..." Julia rested her face on Yumi's shoulder, as she gave her tits another squeeze. "Or...were you going to do this to me?"
Merde, did I just unintentionally throw Julia under the bus? Oops... "I'll look for the email, then." Adam nods, and then grins. "Do I get a reward when I beat all the other best students?" There's just a hint of flirtatiousness in his voice.
Not waiting for an answer, Adam heads out, deciding now's a good time for a drink.
"We'll see when it happens." Rene doesn't seem to react to the innuendo, though Adam is uncertain if the professor is uninterested or simply too occupied to consider it.
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As he exits through the Gyms' glass doors, the yellow-eyed man spots his earlier opponent, Haunani, entering a small building which looks like a chapel through a grove of trees to his left. However, he could certainly wander the blocks near the campus and find a bar if he prefers.
Adam, thanks to Julia, is already aware of couple of places which are easy to reach. One is an upscale nightclub called Oblivion. The other is a more seedy joint named Leah's known for it's uniforms--all the bar's employees wear tight bunny outfits. There's probably other options, but he isn't sure where they are.
"We'll see when it happens." Rene doesn't seem to react to the innuendo, though Adam is uncertain if the professor is uninterested or simply too occupied to consider it.
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As he exits through the Gyms' glass doors, the yellow-eyed man spots his earlier opponent, Haunani, entering a small building which looks like a chapel through a grove of trees to his left. However, he could certainly wander the blocks near the campus and find a bar if he prefers.
Adam, thanks to Julia, is already aware of couple of places which are easy to reach. One is an upscale nightclub called Oblivion. The other is a more seedy joint named Leah's known for it's uniforms--all the bar's employees wear tight bunny outfits. There's probably other options, but he isn't sure where they are.
Normally, Adam would give Huanani some time to breathe and leave her alone, but the idea that she might know about his dreams, might be able to reveal some revelation, proves too tempting to pass up - deep down, he's always had the feeling that his visions weren't just visions, and the idea that Huanani could prove it is irresistable. He heads to the chapel, waiting outside the door and listening for a moment to hear if the female student's with anyone - since she did say that she was meeting with someone and he's not sure if she's done it yet. If she's alone, he heads in, but if he hears conversation, he listens from the door.
This was not how she had imagined her day going when she started her morning. She never really thought that Yumi would be like this. Not that she could really judge. She had always just thought it would have taken a lot more work than it did. Not that she minded. A chase was all part of the game. But all in all, now that her newly made friend seemed excited at the idea, it would only be rude to back out of it now.
Besides...
Eyeing Yumi, Julia remembered thinking about what it would be like to get her hands on those tits more than once. The thoughts of sitting on the face had helped more than one dull meeting go by quicker.
"When they're sexy enough."
Julia gave a light reply, as she got up letting Yumi get a nice long view of her backside before making her way to the door of the hall, then hanging back and waiting for the white haired woman to follow, with a mischievous smirk on her face. As soon as the teacher had gotten in range, Julia's palm came down from the side to give her butt a hard smack, her fingers reaching to dig in with a hard squeeze, all while leaving the door wide open, no concern for any potential onlookers. Without giving Yumi a chance to properly react with embarrassment, Julia gave her ass a light shove to push her in, and the door closing behind.
The blue haired woman wasted absolutely no time to move behind Yumi and reach for a chest squeeze from behind, her other arm and it's fingers slowly sliding along the fabric down below her dress, running along her inner thigh. "What's the plan here? Are you going to be my bitch or are we going to ruin that poor little thing? Or..." Julia rested her face on Yumi's shoulder, as she gave her tits another squeeze. "Or...were you going to do this to me?"
"Mmm, you're going to have plenty of work to do if you expect to make up for that stunt..." Her back arching, Yumi's hands go to her own breasts, holding Julia's in place, as she cranes her neck to look down at the other teacher's face. "I prefer to be in control..." She plants a kiss on the side of Julia's head. "...but I suppose we have the maid for that."
Looking past Yumi, Julia sees a hallway with a number of doors. The open one directly across from the pair of professors leads to a fairly plain room resembling a hotel suite, though they can spy an assortment of packaged condoms resting on a nightstand.
[Sorry if that's lackluster. Trying to get it posted before I have to leave for another class.]
Her grip strong, she releases Felicia's hand without threat. Then, Michio bends over and helps Dominic stagger back upright. "Yeah, that cunt Angelica stole one of my cards before we dueled. Probably the only way she'd have a chance against me." The eyepatched woman sneers. "You know what she looks like, right? Some weird religious getup and tits bigger than her head. This is between that bitch and me, so tell me if you see her. Understood, Dominic?" She raises her voice at the man beside her just starting to straighten his spine.
Felicia frowns as she hears of what happened, "So there's also those sorts of people in this place, huh." She said in a low tone, she's heard rumors about it during her past tournament runs. But she's never encountered one, so she shrugged it off as a sore loser's excuse. "Angelica, I'll remember that name." The red-head replied, "Which card did she steal exactly?" She asked for clarification, just so she could attempt to retrieve it should a chance arise.
"Mmm, you're going to have plenty of work to do if you expect to make up for that stunt..." Her back arching, Yumi's hands go to her own breasts, holding Julia's in place, as she cranes her neck to look down at the other teacher's face. "I prefer to be in control..." She plants a kiss on the side of Julia's head. "...but I suppose we have the maid for that."
Looking past Yumi, Julia sees a hallway with a number of doors. The open one directly across from the pair of professors leads to a fairly plain room resembling a hotel suite, though they can spy an assortment of packaged condoms resting on a nightstand.
[Sorry if that's lackluster. Trying to get it posted before I have to leave for another class.]
"Mngh." A light moan escaped her lips as Yumi felt the soft breastflesh only barely covered by the thin fabric of Julia's top, and not all protecting them from the other woman's touch. In a natural reaction, Julia's nipples began to harden, poking out underneath, not protected by the flimsy bra. The smile on her face hadn't faded, almost eager to see to who could make who beg for it, but they still had someone waiting patiently.
Breaking away from the light groping, Julia just gave another lasting glance in the white haired woman's direction. "You're a lot cooler than I thought you were."
As they made their way in, the view she saw of the condoms waiting, and the fact a place like this was ready, took her by surprise, gesturing to Yumi. "Is this a front?"
Her excitement for the moment was broken as she stepped in to take a closer look. Julia felt a tinge of disappointment, but only because it seemed less fun that she didn't really seduce anyone if she was paying for it. That still didn't stop her from taking a seat on the bed, over it pretty fast. "I might stop by more often depending on how this goes."
Feeling the bed a bit, thinking about all the things people might have done on this with a naughty expression while she waited for Aisha, Julia looked back up at Yumi. "Should we get warmed up?"
Normally, Adam would give Huanani some time to breathe and leave her alone, but the idea that she might know about his dreams, might be able to reveal some revelation, proves too tempting to pass up - deep down, he's always had the feeling that his visions weren't just visions, and the idea that Huanani could prove it is irresistable. He heads to the chapel, waiting outside the door and listening for a moment to hear if the female student's with anyone - since she did say that she was meeting with someone and he's not sure if she's done it yet. If she's alone, he heads in, but if he hears conversation, he listens from the door.
Hanging back outside the wooden double-door entrance, undetected, he hears an unfamiliar voice echoing from within the small chapel. "You did perfectly, Haunani." It is deep and rough, yet somehow serene. "As I told you it would, it becomes easier each time. With enough practice, you will be able to withstand all of my essence." The voice pauses. "I will need a sturdier vessel if more of my strength is to return and I am to become whole. I am uncertain how long I have before the opportunity is lost. This must be your next task, Priestess."
Peeking his head around the open door just enough to view the inside of the building, Adam sees no one aside from Haunani. She kneels before the alter, prostrating herself in prayer.
Felicia frowns as she hears of what happened, "So there's also those sorts of people in this place, huh." She said in a low tone, she's heard rumors about it during her past tournament runs. But she's never encountered one, so she shrugged it off as a sore loser's excuse. "Angelica, I'll remember that name." The red-head replied, "Which card did she steal exactly?" She asked for clarification, just so she could attempt to retrieve it should a chance arise.
"Shiranui Squiresaga. Here's my phone number, by the way. Faster than running around yelling for me." Michio grabs Dominic by the arm roughly. "Now, dumbass, apologize to her."
Still trying to recover his breath, Dominic forces out a quiet "Sorry."
"Well, that apology was shit. Hey, Felicia, got any ideas for a better way for him to make it up to you?" Michio gives the redhead an evil grin.
Hanging back outside the wooden double-door entrance, undetected, he hears an unfamiliar voice echoing from within the small chapel. "You did perfectly, Haunani." It is deep and rough, yet somehow serene. "As I told you it would, it becomes easier each time. With enough practice, you will be able to withstand all of my essence." The voice pauses. "I will need a sturdier vessel if more of my strength is to return and I am to become whole. I am uncertain how long I have before the opportunity is lost. This must be your next task, Priestess."
Peeking his head around the open door just enough to view the inside of the building, Adam sees no one aside from Haunani. She kneels before the alter, prostrating herself in prayer.
What the fuck? Adam's eyes search fruitlessly for the source of the voice, as he ponders what he just heard. Sturdy vessel? He doesn't mean, like... It's impossible, it's straight up insanity, but his visions of ancient Egypt showed him shadow games, duels in which the loser's very soul was ripped from their body. If someone's soul can be taken out - perhaps one can be put in, as well? Adam gulps - if someone wants a 'sturdy' vessel, his arrogant mind can think of no better than his own beautiful, youthful, well hung body. She's probably just one of those LARPer nerds, and the voice is probably someone on the phone, but sorcerer, priestess... It all sounds like what I know... It feels real. Adam gulps, and resolves to avoid Huanani from now on. Hopefully she gets kicked out for forfeiting - though I somehow doubt I'll be that lucky.
Shit, Julia will probably want to hear about this. Maybe I can get something more concrete first, though. Adam keeps listening in on Huanani - though at the first sign that she's getting up, he scarpers.
"Shiranui Squiresaga. Here's my phone number, by the way. Faster than running around yelling for me." Michio grabs Dominic by the arm roughly. "Now, dumbass, apologize to her."
Still trying to recover his breath, Dominic forces out a quiet "Sorry."
"Well, that apology was shit. Hey, Felicia, got any ideas for a better way for him to make it up to you?" Michio gives the redhead an evil grin.
"Shiranui Squiresaga, I'll keep that in mind." Felicia nods, jotting down Michio's number into her phone. "Right, I'll be sure to send you a text if I see her... or get your card." The red-head replied, just as Michio forces Dominic to apologize. "Maybe next time you should listen properly, to avoid anymore misunderstood circumstances." She shrugged while shaking her head. "Huh?" Then as Michio gave an evil grin, "What did you have in mind?" Felicia asked, genuinely curious as she was never one to actively bully another person.
[Sure. The first turn is still it's own section because of how important it is, but the rest will be compressed. I'll do it similar to how I did Adam's duel.]
With his sister looking on silently, Tenma's inspects his hand after drawing for his turn--Relinquished, Scapegoat, Polymerization, Dharc the Dark Charmer, Wynn the Wind Charmer, and Wynn the Wind Channeler look back at him. Saving the first three cards for later and not wanting to use the Wynns to bring The Atmosphere to hand without a target on the field, he sets Dharc face down and sets Scapegoat as a precaution.
The turn passes to Jessica as she draws. "I summon Manju of the Ten Thousand Hands." A hideous creature covered in arms materializes in front of her.
"Using it's effect, I add Demise, Agent of Armageddon to my hand. Now, I play End of the World, sacrificing Manju to Ritual Summon Demise, Agent of Armageddon." A Fiend with a skull shaped helm and a war axe replaces the horrifying Manju.
Dharc's effect activates, but since he is still destroyed by the attack, Demise sadly remains in Jessica's control. "I end my turn!" Tenma's opponent seems to have gained a little confidence with that, but her composure falters as the boy activates the face down Scapegoat to summon four tokens in Defense Position.
A decent first turn for Jessica, and he was not in the worst spot either. Tenma has to think hard about his next move as depending on what he draws next would be important for how he moves on. Getting Relinquished out early would be INCREDIBLY helpful both for his defenses and perhaps pushing her to bring out bigger guns for The Atmosphere to potentially take but that would require drawing the ritual card for it and there was no telling how deeply in his deck one of his Black Illusion Rituals was right now.
"I draw!" he proclaims before taking his next card and looking at it to see which direction his fate is moving in.
"Mngh." A light moan escaped her lips as Yumi felt the soft breastflesh only barely covered by the thin fabric of Julia's top, and not all protecting them from the other woman's touch. In a natural reaction, Julia's nipples began to harden, poking out underneath, not protected by the flimsy bra. The smile on her face hadn't faded, almost eager to see to who could make who beg for it, but they still had someone waiting patiently.
Breaking away from the light groping, Julia just gave another lasting glance in the white haired woman's direction. "You're a lot cooler than I thought you were."
As they made their way in, the view she saw of the condoms waiting, and the fact a place like this was ready, took her by surprise, gesturing to Yumi. "Is this a front?"
Her excitement for the moment was broken as she stepped in to take a closer look. Julia felt a tinge of disappointment, but only because it seemed less fun that she didn't really seduce anyone if she was paying for it. That still didn't stop her from taking a seat on the bed, over it pretty fast. "I might stop by more often depending on how this goes."
Feeling the bed a bit, thinking about all the things people might have done on this with a naughty expression while she waited for Aisha, Julia looked back up at Yumi. "Should we get warmed up?"
"Hmm." Yumi muses. "You still need to be invited to the back by a maid..." She shrugs. "I've never used a whore before. Is this how it usually works?"
"Now, normally, I would have felt insulted by someone implying I'm not the very essence of perfection, but..." Yumi pushes the other woman supine on the bed and crawls over her. "...now you have two things to make up to me." She kisses the older professor forcefully but briefly, pressing every inch of their bodies together--the white-haired woman's bodysuit rubbing against Julia's clothes. Breaking the kiss, Yumi proceeds to crawl up the bed until her groin hovers above Julia's face. "Have you ever slept with another woman before? With the way you went back and forth earlier I couldn't tell." She unzips the bottom of the sheer black bodysuit and pulls her soaked panties aside, giving the woman under her a couple of seconds to answer and prepare herself, before lowering her wet lips onto Julia's mouth.
What the fuck? Adam's eyes search fruitlessly for the source of the voice, as he ponders what he just heard. Sturdy vessel? He doesn't mean, like... It's impossible, it's straight up insanity, but his visions of ancient Egypt showed him shadow games, duels in which the loser's very soul was ripped from their body. If someone's soul can be taken out - perhaps one can be put in, as well? Adam gulps - if someone wants a 'sturdy' vessel, his arrogant mind can think of no better than his own beautiful, youthful, well hung body. She's probably just one of those LARPer nerds, and the voice is probably someone on the phone, but sorcerer, priestess... It all sounds like what I know... It feels real. Adam gulps, and resolves to avoid Huanani from now on. Hopefully she gets kicked out for forfeiting - though I somehow doubt I'll be that lucky.
Shit, Julia will probably want to hear about this. Maybe I can get something more concrete first, though. Adam keeps listening in on Huanani - though at the first sign that she's getting up, he scarpers.
"I do not expect that another...card...such as this will suffice." The voice sighs musically. "I will not be rendered dormant for another millennium. If you cannot find a suitable vessel, I will be forced to enter you before your soul is ready. I do not know what will become of it. For your sake, I will do all I can to assist." Despite the grave subject, Haunani doesn't flinch away as the voice rumbles. "Remember, you must be cautious of the one who saw your ceremony for what it was. I cannot predict her." With that, the voice ceases.
51-30(situational)=21 fail
Haunani remains on the floor, motionless, as one minute passes, then two, then three...
