Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140521023836/@comment-11588669-20140602230258

"Good." Kumori leaned in a bit more, just enough so her breath washed over the other girl's ear. Her body pressed on Shika, her sizable assets nearly holding the student's arm between them.

"Because if you do hurt him...I will erase you from the very fabric of reality..." Her voice was sensual, and dark. Her expression was sweet, but cold. And all of a sudden, the feeling in the air vanished, and the atmosphere returned to normal. Kumori pulled back with a cheery smile.

"Hm....hm...what embarrassing stories do I have in my repetior...oh, I got one! Okay, you're gonna get a laugh outta this!" The Spirit Sword kept talking like the last few minutes never happened. There was a subtle message there. "We were hunting a cloaker-nasty little assholes, fast too- and Kūkan, in an expression of pure, unadulterated amatuerishness, managed to somehow shadowstep himself into a brothel. During a...'scene' shoot as well. Lesbian, if I remember correctly." The grin on her face grew wider. "I swear, I've never seen that boy turn more red. Even after the incident with the girl's locker room. Luckily no one saw...at least the producers. But I can tell you this much: His pants were tight...especially when one of the actresses winked at him." At this, she lost it, and cracked up laughing.