Let the sunshine in [Social | Sofia]

**Sofia** · Wed Mar 13, 2019 8:11 am

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Blue Pegasus

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X-Rank

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Demi-God (Champion)

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733,000

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25,400

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Hunter

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🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

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Winchester's Colt

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Tomioka's Kimetsu

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“Cherry?!” Expecting Alisa to snatch the ball she had flicked into the air and deliver another soul crushing smash to their enemies, Miss Serena watched with surprise as instead the fuchsia cutie threw herself into the patch, gaping for a second before her expression turned into a broad grin.
I’m not sure what’s driving her but I’ve never seen her so lively! Initially assuming that the smaller and slighter of their trio would be more there to back the other two up and in her way ‘make up the numbers’, it was encouraging for the brash vixen to see her host doing what she could to try and keep up with the girls, the endearing youngster doing her best to set up yet another one of those Alisa spike’s in such a perfect fashion.

“COME ONNNNNN!!!!” Fist clenched with excitement and arms shooting skyward as the black destroyer shot into the sky right in front of the net and found that she had competition for the ball, Sofia found her enthusiasm getting the better of her as she waited to see who would win out on the contest and cheered for her girl, somehow knowing already that Miss Vollan would not be bested by any man, let alone the creeps they face.
“YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!” Eyes on the ball and everything seeming to slow down as the mitt of the minx won out and sent the ball shooting down like a meteor, the water erupted like a geyser as it was struck by the unyielding power of that gorgeous and sporty woman, provoking a cry of victory from her blue haired team mate. Cherry smiling and clapping happily to her side while the response of the islander far rowdier, she held her arms up high and jumped up and down over and over, forcing a repeat of the anatomical bounce she had shown in the minutes before but not caring for a minute about that.

“Suck it, losers~!” The refinement and grace that she typically tended to exhibit seeming to be peeled away by her hype and enthusiasm to reveal the tomboyish youngster she once used to be, after jabbing her index finger toward her opposition and mimicking the action of a gun with it, afterward she pulled her thumb down to the floor and stuck out her tongue as she enjoyed a childish celebration.
“Two up already? You know, we did tell you not to go easy on us… Is this really all that so called ‘men’ like you can do?” Perhaps her head swelling up a bit as adrenaline surged through her system, Miss Serena couldn’t help but show off as the combined giddiness of having someone nearby she wanted to make a good impression on and that feeling of beating a bully combined to inflate her ego a bit.

“I’m sure us girls would let bygones be bygones if you let everyone in the pool area have a few drinks on your tab as way of an apology?” Flicking her hair as she felt on top of the world, while the watery woman was somewhat counting her ducks before they had hatched, she couldn’t help but feel a little smug and toss a few barbs in the direction of their adversaries as they recovered from the last crushing blow.
“I’m sure us girls would let bygones be bygones if you buy a round of drinks as an apology? For us, and everyone by the pool of course…” Swaggering across the net and licking her lips as she wanted to savour the look on her enemy’s face, while the terms she offered for their immediate surrender were perhaps a little less tasty than what they might have received should they prove triumphant in the whole game, the vixen also knew it would also be a much bigger dent in their pride to surrender to the girls after putting up such a paltry fight so far…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

Let the sunshine in [Social | Sofia] - Page 2 TDL1IUK

**Alisa** · Thu Mar 14, 2019 2:32 am

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White Empress

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Blue Pegasus

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Z-Rank

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Demi-God (Champion)

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39,050

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Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

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Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

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Coat of the Winchesters

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Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

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Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

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Liv

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Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

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"Well, that's about as much of a challenge as we expected~", added ALisa, delighting herself in watching her teammate really lay into these creeps, finding it far more enjoyable to simply listen to that sweet, melodious voice sprinkled with those vicious, venomous hints of annoyance, and whatever priceless reactions the trio game out.

But most of all, she delighted in how the thrill of success completely vanquished the excitable mermaid's hopeful elegance quickly enough. It suited her just as well, she found, fitting that youthful, enthusiastic energy she carried herself with. The sculptress could help but giggle as several groans reached their ears, more and more as Sofia further taunted:

"Awww man...!", groaned the first guy, shoulders slumped, clearly already disheartened to see they'd have a difficult time, "Oh, hell no! Don't get cocky so fast babe, we still got a whole lotta game to see!", he grinned smugly at her, shaking his head and raising his palms in blatant refusal.

Instead of just tossing the ball over to their side, the guy did a "T" sign with his hands, and when the sculptress just shrugged, he turned around to his mates and called them over, draping his arms around each of their shoulders and pulling them into a tight huddle, all but knocking foreheads as they whispered among each other. This time, it was Alisa's turn to taunt them, hand on her hip as she watched the three monkeyeing about:

"Strategy talk hmmm...? You know that usually works better if you actually have a brain?", taunted the witty, snarky Alisa for once, not the least bit preoccupied to see them all huddled up together like that, though the raising her eyebrow did clearly suggest she had a measure of curiosty in seeing it for herself. She turned to Cherry and Sofia, winking and raising a hand over her mouth as she giggled, "...The end result will be the same, no matter how much they plot it out~"

Shrugging nonchalantly, her gaze only returned to the opponent's side of the field as a ball got tossed their way, raising a hand in its path and calmly catching it. Just like before, Alisa took her position and crouch, holding the ball, all but lining it with her sight. Her gaze narrowed as she focused on her mark, while her opponents could only focus on the depth of the sculptress' glistening cleavage when she leaned in like that. She smirked... As if they had a chance even if they actually focused on the game before them. She tossed the ball, dashed in, and served. This time, they were expecting it, one of the heavier among the guys taking her shot, huffing and grunting as he passed it to the next, who in turn passed it near the net for a proper spike. Alisa moved into position, but she was yet a bit too far back by the time the guy actually slammed the ball down... And the sculptress gasped as it flew in a mighty, merciless beeline towards Cherry:

"How manly... So this is what their game plan boils down to.", Alisa's brow twitched, that cool smile fading for the briefest moment more out of annoyance than any real feeling of threat. Though she understood targetting the weak link as an effective strategy in war, doing so on a casual game of volleyball just felt pitiful, "Somebody's trying a bit too hard, I see."

Of course, she really knew exactly why they were trying so hard, which only disgusted her further. That desperate to have the three girls at their beck and call hmm? Guess any semblance of manliness gets tossed out the window the moment somebody dangles a little treat in front of them.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Thu Mar 14, 2019 7:15 am

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

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Tomioka's Kimetsu

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bow of the slum angel

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“Well, suit yourselves~ Don’t say we didn’t offer~?” Smiling sweetly at the boys as they refused the little bit of merciful humiliation she offered them and brushing the topic away, while it might have amused Miss Serena to know end to make these guys prostrate themselves to quickly, the end result was all the same in the end. Riding high on the thrill of victory and feeling like their combination was invincible, with their leading leady delivering those obliterating shots and herself and Cherry setting her up for it, there seemed nothing they couldn’t do really. After all, it was perhaps a mark of female superiority that they could pull off this winning combination from the get go, an inherent talent to mix together for the best result.

“Ohhhhh Alisa… You’re bad, heeheeheeheeheee!” Clearly not the only one on their team who liked to deliver a little teasing to their opponents, while Sofia was a little curious as to what the rabble were talking about, she still felt perfectly confident in their chances as she giggled at the joke her new friend had made.

Finally taking us seriously, are you? We told you… Narrowing her eyes as the trio of idiots broke their little group and approached the battlefield with a slightly sterner look in their eyes, scanning their faces the fox still did not feel particularly intimidated by the group she faced, but as they launched into action was given one reason or another to feel a little threatened.

Watching as bodies seemed to bat the ball about above her intently, Miss Serena braced and readied herself to lunge and intercept any shots they took, but unfortunately it seemed their winning combination would be caught off guard by the sudden increase in intensity that they faced, not to mention the lacking civility.

“Cherry!” Calling out as a meaty thug launched a ball toward the opposite side of the field to where she was standing, the hairs on the back of the blue beauty’s neck stood on end as she watched a heavy and fast ball shoot straight at her pink haired friend. Dashing over their watery court as best she could but far too slow to catch up to a well struck ball that slipped through the air so easily, the vixen looked on in horror and disgust as it slammed straight into the face of the fuchsia femme and made her yelp in pain, a sound that made the mermaid feel ice cold inside and out.

“CHERRY!” Moving to the side of the field just a second too late, as the orb bounced off her cute little friend, Sofia might have been able to snatch it and save a point if she had a mind to. But she didn’t. All thoughts of the game absent from the aquatic angel as she saw her beloved sister from some other mister sprawl backwards, she let the ball splatter into the water as she sank down and snatched her off balance friend, cradling her in her arms gently.

Those… Spineless… Bastards! Seizing that slight and slender body in her hands and pulling her cherished cherub close to her, Miss Serena felt that ice that had filled her for a second or two suddenly melt away to nothing as internally she blazed with a fire that could probably make the waters around her burn hotter than magma.

“S-Such a badass, standing your ground even against that…? I'd have been terrified?” Looking down over her sweet Cherie as the girl cradled her face and tried to hide the pain and the way she was sobbing from the strike, the woman from Valerica felt her hot island blood boiling inside as both her body and voice shook from the effort to restrain her emotions as she tried to comfort her friend.

“I’m impressed… You were amazing!” Her characteristic talent for wordplay seeming lacking as she cradled her companion and tried to make the girl feel a little better for the stinger she had just face blocked, while all that Sofia wanted to do was send a tsunami fuelled by her rage to the other end of this pool turned pitch, she tried to hold herself back for the moment and seem upbeat. Cherry needed her, after all…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Thu Mar 14, 2019 5:16 pm

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White Empress

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Blue Pegasus

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Z-Rank

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Demi-God (Champion)

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39,050

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Hunter

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Lover's Aura

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Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

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Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 600 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKINI

"Oh, you aint seen nothing yet, Sofia~", teased Alisa, winking cheekily at her, hand on her hip as she enjoyed every bit of this playful mood... Until the guys easily ruined it.

Truly, Alisa hated losing, but the thought that she might lose over one point hardly crossed her mind at this point... Even as Cherry receieved the ball with her face, she hardly cared enough to get in the way and intercept it, instead moving over to retrieve it as she splashed over to Cherry and Sofia, scowling at the trio when they spoke up:

"Oh shit girl, sorry about that. Shot too hard huh?", spoke the guy, rubbing behind his head with a shit eating grin, his own impression of what an apologetic look should be like, but in the end came out, like everything they said, as thoroughly half baked. Really, they hadn't really

They wouldn't get the satisfaction of a single look of concern on her part, any show of weakness on her team's part. Though even with all her cool, she couldn't help the frown on her face as she glared back at their side of the field, a frigid look of anger and disgust with a visible twitching of her brow, barely concealing a murderous vibe that visibly frightened the trio. It silenced them quickly enough, making it perfectly clear Alisa never bought their act for even a split second with how obvious it was:

"Should have known they'd turn this into dodgeball the moment they felt backed into a corner... I could say I'm surprised it happened this early on, but I'm really not.", sighed Alisa, coming over and petting her injured teammate, ruffling the pinkette's hair. She didn't ask her if she wanted to keep playing, after all, Cherry had agreed to join and the sculptress trusted her to back out if she found herself in way over her head. Instead, she merely looked into the girl's eyes with a calm yet caring smile, as if measuring the girl's intentions from her look alone. Hurt she may be, the cute pinkette was far from broken, courageously standing on her own two feet despite being hopelessly outmatched in a physical bout. Looking between the two girls and nodding, Alisa tossed the ball onto the other side of the field, "Here, here's your ball. Get on with it."

All too eagerly, the guy reached out to catch the ball, only to find the spinning projectile easily slipping from his grasp and knocking him in the face. Hardly as showy or menacing an impact compared to what his buddy had just flung Cherry's way, nor was it even enough to make Alisa snicker... No... She'd settle for no less than a gruesome, humiliating victory, bending her legs slightly, her body loose but ready to spring to action at any moment.

"Here it comes!!", announced the guy, holding the ball high and serving straight forward. Unlike the sculptress, he hardly dared to go for a jumping serve in the water, and as such Alisa had an easy time reacting, seeing the ball's path as she took to steps sideways, bringing her hands together and intercepting the projectile with naught but a single huff.

Truly, Cherry lacked the physical strength of these guys, or Alisa or Sofia... Thus, Alisa tried to make the most of her delicate, precise aim and skillful passes, calling out her name as she received the ball without even flinching, merely calling out the pinkette's name, her tone making it fully clear she yet thought her completely in the game. So long as the girl stood strong, Alisa would treat her as such:

"Cherry...!!", she called out, recieving the ball and passing it to the skilled pinkette, knowing she'd make the most of Sofia's position, placing the ball in the best position for the mermaid to unleash her vengeful spike.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Thu Mar 14, 2019 7:44 pm

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

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4,345,000

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X-Rank

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Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

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25,400

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Hunter

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🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

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Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

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“I-It’s OK, Sofia… It… Doesn’t hurt a bit!”

The little pink cutie in her grasp easing her hands down and smiling through the pain she was in, Miss Serena could tell from the redness and swelling she carried upon her beak that her friend was clearly putting on a brave front, but appreciated it all the same.
“Heh, Ma’Cherie is made of sterner stuff, isn’t she?” Leaning forward and so charmed by her companion that she couldn’t help but lay a soft and sweet kiss on the forehead of the girl as a token of her appreciation and love, as much as the efforts of the fuchsia femme had calmed that anger within the blue beauty still felt a tempest raging within, one that saw her cast a prickly glare over her shoulder in the direction of her enemies.

Gloves are off eh boys? Have it your way… The sapphire eyes of the islander as razor sharp as a katana as the glower power of the girl hit its maximum setting, with the boys willing to stoop so low and having hurt her sweet Cherry she would now show no lenience or forgiveness to them.
“They don’t get another point.” The soft and graceful manner of Sofia seeming to have been wiped away by her seething rage, as she walked past her dark haired companion she tossed a line that spoke of the indignation that bubbled within her, marching stiffly back to her spot and readying herself as the boys set up their next serve.

Oh it’s going to get a lot worse than that. Smirking as she saw the cheeky little manner in which Alisa offered the ball back, though it amused Miss Serena to see the thug made a fool of, it was only the beginning in her mind of the retribution they deserved. Eyes never leaving the shapes of their opponents and the one that had stung her precious companion in particular as they set up for the next point, while the water witch had been playing in a more relaxed and playful manner that was her norm, she was about to show them that she could be just as cruel and unforgiving as the ocean now that she had been provoked. There would be no more chances for these lads to leave with any shred of dignity now, the ‘Aqua Angels’ were no longer going to simply beat their enemies, they were going to obliterate them.

Oooh, nice idea… Holding back from the action as the ball was served once again and Miss Vollan proved one more that her perfect body was peerlessly capable of cleaning up this game on its own, to the slight surprise but supreme satisfaction Sofia watched as the dark haired woman set up the next point not for herself or the blue beauty, but rather as a chance for Cherry to take a measure of her own revenge.
That’s my girl~ A feeling of pride pouring out from the heart of the mischievous mermaid in such volume that one may have thought it were a plughole to the deepest sea, as the gutsy youngster who was so beloved to the blue girl lurched into the air fearless, her friend smirked with satisfaction to see her cherished companion bruised but her spirit never stronger as she launched her counterattack.

Now, to make sure it hits home~ The shot that Cherry had made not the strongest or fastest move and probably something that any big and strong man might have had a decent chance at blocking, perhaps if their opponents hadn’t been so inclined to being callous then Miss Serena might have given them a fighting chance. However, they didn’t. So as she saw the ball lurching from the hand of her pink angel, the blue devil knew she had to make sure that it hit home, no matter what she had to do.

No, no, no, boys… The deep is no longer your friend, not after that. Holding off on sprinkling the game with her signature water magic once she had seen the dark destroyer on their team deliver that first rambunctious strike, now that she had gotten angry enough Sofia saw no reason to hold herself back like that any longer and set to work. Moving forwards with her hands in the pool, her mana tickling the liquid that surrounded it and seizing control of it, it would have been easy for the mermaid mage to drag her enemies into the depths or leave them in a never ending maelstrom. Probably fun too, but also would be reason enough for them to call foul on the game and claim victory. No, they wouldn’t get that, so the witch had to be subtler, cleverer and in her way crueller.

Go on, test those waters… Biting her lip with excitement as she made the pool itself deny the attempts of her enemies to intercept the ball, the water would claw at their lower bodies and as they tried to break free of it, even greater calamities would occur.
“Oh my… Isn’t that embarassing~?” Making sure to ‘hook’ the trunks that they wore with her tightest grasp so as one of them sprang from that grasp, he burst free of his confines in more than one definition of the term.

"Oh, the humanity~!" Satisfied to see the shorts of the thug who had spiked her beloved in the face remain in the water while the rest of him did not, given the fact that their little game had drawn the curious eyes of the pool dwellers around them, Miss Serena was not surprised to hear gasps and even a couple of screams as a not so impressive mast flapped in the wind, though was rather happy at the sound of snickering.

“Goodness, I’m not sure how much I expected to see, but I can’t help but feel short changed there~?” Pleased with her first little act of revenge and laying out a naughty little line to her companions to reflect this, while the rage still bubbled within the blue beauty, at least Sofia was starting to find a nice way to channel her wrath…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Fri Mar 15, 2019 6:25 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 700 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKINI

"As if they ever stood a chance~...", Alisa replied, her smirk returning soon enough as she flipped her hair, all but scoffing at the very notion of such boorish, uncivilized men ever believing they could have a say in what the three girls would do. Quite the opposite, she'd very much enjoy using her victory to teach them a proper lesson in how to treat a woman.

With the sculptress herself acting as a receiver, they stood little chance of getting another cheap shot in, and Alisa could thus give her teammates the breathing room they needing. Of course Alisa could feel the heat rising in the water, enough to bring a faint, glistening flush to her pale, smooth skin, enough to pull her gaze towards her infuriated, blue haired teammate, raising an eyebrow curiously, but for the most part refraining from getting too distracted by the hot blooded mermaid, instead keeping that sharp gaze on the opponents to bring down.

"Hmmmm~... Guess you boys should have kept things civil~", quipped the sculptress, knowing they wouldn't have long to process her words, or even truly understand their meaning as she felt the waters stirring. She knew what Sofia could do, or at least had a vague idea after only just glimpsing the tip of the iceberg. Yet almost as captivating as a proper display of the mermaid's abilities, she thoroughly delighted in watching the guys struggle against the very waters they stood on.

Truly, Cherry may lack strength. But if that surprisingly fierce look in her eyes was anything to go by, she she the furthest from pleased at getting a ball lobbed right at her face. Her spike, however, predictably lacked strength, and for this reason, Alisa moved forward, closer to the net, ready to block whatever shots came her way. One of the boys did do his best at blocking, leaping skywards, reaching up over the net in a last ditch struggle to stop the pinkette's blow:

"W-What the?!?", yet at the moment, his eyes widened and Alisa's in turn as the water seemingly clung to his legs, resisting his attempts at jumping out of it. And as he fought against that unyielding grip, something had to give, which just so happened to be the blonde bro's trunks.

Alisa snickered at the sight, all too amused by the shameless display of baring your naughty bits before three girls who had no real interest in seeing them, far more amused as she saw the ball flying over his head, his hands frantically flying down to his groin to cover himself, without the slightest concern for the point he could have won. Alisa didn't really feel a need to use magic to take home the win, though she most certainly enjoyed their reaction:

"Only one inch away from that point boys~ So close and yet so far~", teased the sculptress, giggling, far too elegant to spare the naked man more than a cursory glance, even with humiliation on her mind more so than any real interest.

Even though the front line had failed to halt Cherry's advanced, the far bolder, yet equally frantic rear guard cared little for silly concepts such as modesty, grunting as her took he took that ball without flinching, setting it up for his mate to unleash his own desperate spike. And for the sculptress, it took little effort beyond jumping, raising her hands over the net, casually blocking that half assed spike and placing her team in the lead, leaving the guys to retrieve their trunks and then the ball, casually resting a hand on her hip as she taunted them:

"I'm sure there should be a foul in there somewhere~", she pointed out, quirking her brow in a look of mock sympathy, scratching her cheek with her pinky as she laced her words with subtle, venomous jabs, the kind of subtlety even cocky, dense bros such as these had trouble missing, "Not a big one, certainly, but that's still quite an indecent move, hmmm? Guess there's no such lows you won't stoop to to try and distract us... How cute~"

Turning to Sofia, she winked playfully at the skillful water mage, catching the ball as they passed it to their side, handing it to the blue hair vixen for the next serve.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Fri Mar 15, 2019 7:03 pm

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

Off-Hand :

Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

Body :

Ring :

Modification :

Companion :

Pouch :

WORDS: 721 | TAG: Alisa~ | OUTFIT

“K-KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!”

Two of the girls laying out their cheeky lines as their disrobed foe scrambled for his shorts to cover himself back up, having been so focused on her shot it seemed to take Cherry a few moments to focus on what was going on, and as soon as she realized the girl let loose the loudest scream of them all. Any blushing that the black and blue beauties had provoked from the fuchsia femme earlier on seeming to pale by comparison as she youngest of the team shone with colour and then hid her face, though she was snickering at her deed Miss Serena couldn’t help but feel guilty that she had robbed a little innocence away from her pure hearted maiden with her prankish ploy.

“Oh, it’s OK Ma’Cherie… I’ll never let that thing near you?” Wading across the pool with a broad smirk on her face and putting her arm around the shoulders of her beloved bestie, Sofia stood in the way of her sweetest friend’s eye line and cuddled her lovingly as she reassured the girl that even the miniature ‘monster’ that was exposed would never harm her so long as she lived.
“My sweet Cherry, in fact all women, deserve something better than that pitiful display…” Amused by the turn of events that she had helped to inspire but the anger she had felt not entirely washed away by it, as the vixen sheltered her sister in arms she couldn’t help but show an icy severity to her statement as she cast a glance over her shoulder, the smile she wore fading for a moment as she did so.

Heeheeheehee, they asked for it~ Catching the wink that was shot her way as she looked around herself from Alisa and a little bit more of her feeling of fun returning as she did so, something about the look of complicity that was given to her let Miss Serena know that her partner might well have been fully aware of her mischief, but seemingly was happy to overlook it. Nodding at the girl to confirm it subtly if she was onto her and then winking back, the water witch lifted the ball from her cohort and then readied for her own reply.

“Now, if your buddy here is capable of containing himself, what say we continue this~?” Humming gently as she stroked the head of the fuchsia femme before waving her on her way, with the suspicion that she might have the eye of Miss Vollan on her as she started Sofia spun the ball around in her hands and leaned forward as she eyed up their opposition.

What to do now, I wonder~? Rump sticking out behind her and bobbing from side to side as she swayed on the spot and sized up her options, though there were options for positioning and placement of her shot she could consider, the wet wench couldn’t help but choose a mischievous option to get the next round underway.

“Let's do this~!” The hold she had on her ball as she passed it between her hands and stared into the eyes of her enemy just happening to drop low enough that she gathered a nice film on the ball the moment before her serve began, Miss Serena tossed the ball above herself before following up with a leap that was probably far lower and less elegant than the ones that Alisa had been showing off all game.
I hope this doesn’t seem too suspicious~But that didn’t bother her, she was set to impress in other ways.

Blue Boomerang might be a good name for this~ Or Tornado Twist? Licking her lips as she lunged skyward and then struck the ball with a little more than everything that her body could provide, while Sofia was far from as gifted physically as the dark dish nearby that didn’t mean she was without her skills. The hit that she imparted adding a little extra oomph to the ball thanks to the water she had coated it in, after launching it on a shot that would have conventionally landed toward one side of the court the witch watched with excitement as the trajectory twisted in mid-air, making her meagre missile arc back toward the centre around the guard of the defender that waited in the middle…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Sat Mar 16, 2019 9:40 am

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 720 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKINI

"Indeed, I'm tempted to show these boys firsthand how a real man treats a lady.", added Alisa, calmly caressing the bashful pinkette's arm as she shot a disapproving glance at the trio, in start contrast with the tenderness with which she and Sofia treated their adorable junior.

Moving a bit further forward, only a few steps away from Cherry, Alisa took it upon herself to play the advanced guard for once, for all their will to win, none of the girls took the game seriously enough to constant vie for the same positions, and neither did the guys. Unlike the guys however, they clearly had a better notion of their skills and how to make the fullest possible use of them. But Sofia's way of going about it most certainly surprised the sculptress... She kept her eyes on her as she served, admiring those strands of aquamarine hair framing her face and adorning her youthful features, the way her focused pose heightened her alluring figure. She had her eyes on the prize and nothing else, and that calm, resolute focus in her eyes graced the sculptress with Sofia's most mesmerizing sight yet.

"Show us, Sofia~...", encouraged the sculptress, admiring the way she leapt high, reaching for the heavens and shooting that powerful aerial serve onto the opponent's field. Though not as fast or as strong as Alisa herself, the sculptress herself cared little for it, instead, just like any artist appreciating a work of art, she took in that serve as an earnest show of self expression, something that could tell her as much about the the water loving beauty as any other coversation they had before.

Her brow rose at the incredible trick short, and then furrowed as she merely struggled to understand just how she'd pulled it off, the ball landing flashily between the guys without either of them managing to predict it's path, and instead getting getting hilariously knocked inn the face unceremoniously, splashing helplessly onto the waters below. She rather amused herself watching the other two desperately rushing for it, only to almost slam headfirst into one another as the ball simply slipped down from between their fingers:

"Hmmm, looks like someone has a few trump cards up her sleeve~", noted the sculptress, shooting a cursory glance at the blue haired beauty, admiring the way the water cascaded off her sinuous form, curling her lip at the enrapturing, eye catching sight, seeking her gaze and holding it as an appreciating smile drew on her face. Resting a hand on her hip, she then turned to the guys, shamelessly adding insult to injury as she brushed those loose locks behind her ear, "Now, now boys, a little early to start throwing the game, don't you think~?", taunted Alisa, bringing a hand to her forehead, shaking her head in mock disappointment, "You're only just losing four to one after all... Unless~...", she tilted her head, gaze narrowing as she looked into each of their eyes accusingly in turn, leaning in as that teasing finger moved to that plush, supple lip, "...Deep down you were only excited about having us boss you around... How perverted~"

Annoyance, frustration and embarassment pooling into one, even the leader's cool guy demeanor was slowly crumbling into nothingness as he tilting as his and his mate's pitiful display, the thought of the irrsistible prize they struggled to get a grip on, the forbidden fruit just infuritatingly out of reach:

"Grrr... Just you wait. We'll show you snarky girls who you're fucking with.", replied the leader, annoyance finally getting to him as the constant, unyielding barrage of taunts and insults.

Alisa didn't even deign an answer as he flung the ball back to their side, the cool sculptress merely passing it to Sofia. Unlike the last time, the guys were a bit more alert now, their positions a bit tighter together so they could better respond to any unexpected trick shots. No doubt, Sofia could easily bring home the rest of the points if she so desired:

"With you serving, this will be over very shortly, Sofia~", Alisa noted, having nothing bit praise for her teammate as she looked back at her over her shoulder, passing her the ball, subtly biting her lip as she clearly delighted in the show the mischievous mermaid so graciously presented~

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Sat Mar 16, 2019 2:42 pm

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

Off-Hand :

Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

Body :

Ring :

Modification :

Companion :

Pouch :

WORDS: 850 | TAG: Alisa~ | OUTFIT

Well, that went even better than I had hoped~ The twisting, whip-like shot she had pulled off snapping through the centre to score the fourth point for her team, as she settled back into the water that she had shot out of Miss Serena couldn’t help but lick her lips like a cat as she spotted the collision she had created. Two of her opponents lunging for the ball with such calamitous synchronization that they seemed destined for slapstick comedy, the sight of them crashing into one another provided the vixen with no end of amusement and also served to soothe the anger she felt within herself at what they had done. A little bit, at least.

“Well, with you hitting those bombs and our Pink Ace cleaning them up left and right, I couldn’t be the only girl on the team who wasn’t bringing her ‘A’ Game, right?” Turning around the complimentary comment that had been cast her way by Miss Vollan and finding a rather distracting gaze waiting for her, Sofia couldn’t help but shiver as she saw the unguarded interest she was showered with in the crimson eye of her companion.

“Besides, I’m only just getting started with my little show~” Top teeth bearing down on her lip as she let that look of desire wash over her, feeling even more energized and refreshed by the stare than the crispest and coolest island wind on a hot summer’s day, the mischievous minx rested her hand on her hip and cocked herself to one side to show off her shapely body even more for the appreciation that waited for her. Perhaps somewhat shameless when she knew she was being checked out, the blue haired beauty couldn’t just help herself in situations like this, and felt a mix of annoyance and disappointment when their opposition distracted the dark dish from her fine form.

“Ohhhhh, you think that’s their game~?” Spinning on her heel however as her fellow femme began to taunt the opposition so sublimely, while the vixen had kept her verbal misdeeds to a minimum following the attack on Chery, it seemed that the temptation of Alisa was something that Miss Serena could never ignore.
“Oh it does make a lot of sense now you mention it~ Are you boys that desperate to let some fine women walk all over you~?” Lifting her index finger to her chin and tapping it for a couple of beats as she looked up and to the side thoughtfully, the expression of the water witch turned far wickeder once she was done, smirking tauntingly at her enemy whilst her words let loose even more venom to sting their foes.

“If you’d said that from the start, I might have considered indulging that lewd fantasy…” Not content however with simply mocking them for the point that her partner had raised, after walking a bit closer to the net with a hip swinging wiggle for the benefit of her black haired buddy, Sofia cocked her head and spoke in her most innocent and sincere tone in words that might well have been laced with a little bit of truth. A girl who loved a bit of fun, while she might have preferred a little more ‘man’ in the meat she enjoyed she also couldn’t deny that the right amount of sweetness wouldn’t charm her. However, these pigs had no sugar left to give, or at least none she would accept.

“But that time is over, I’m afraid~” Flicking her long, sea coloured hair as she coldly turned her shoulder to the thug trio and swaggered her way back to collect the ball that she was being offered by the naughtier number in their team, as she took the orb Miss Serena couldn’t help but leave a smouldering gaze in exchange for Alisa to enjoy before turning around and repeating the little warm up she did before. Body swaying from side to side and emphasizing her rearmost point with the movement, the tricky temptress made a perfect recreation of what she had done in the last round but with one little twist. Though, it might have been more accurate to say without one.

“Hup!” Spinning the ball in her hands and getting it good and wet before lunging skyward and snapping her hand forward this time, though it wouldn’t have been terribly strenuous for the femme to send another lurching ball between the guard of their enemy, it would have been frightfully predictable to do so. Letting loose a rather simple and straightforward serve that curled slightly to one side without her magic this time, while it was perfectly plausible that their enemy might be able to return it with ease, Sofia also knew that a varying attack pattern was the perfect way to throw off the rhythm of their foe. Them returning the ball not a big deal to her, after all, as the niece of Valerica’s Fleet Admiral she had faith in her abilities and a sense of pride that told her she would not lose any kind of battle on the water…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Sun Mar 17, 2019 11:30 am

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 650 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKINI

"Indeed, too bad for them... If they were so desperate to be walked all over, the least they could do was ask nicely~", added Alisa, all but biting her lip as she gazed back at that ravnishing, sassy mermaid who only seemed to grow more and more attractive in her eyes as time went on, flaunting that elegant figure with a vanity rivalling her own. Unlike these guys who really couldn't get any lower, "Really, you boys never learn do you..."

Despite the visible twitching of her brow, she could hardly bother getting angry anymore... For once Alisa felt like the adult here, playing with petulant man children who could never get it through their thick skulls. Thus, she merely sighed, her gaze locking on to the offensive opponent, reading every motion of his body and preparing to once again intercept:

"I got it, Alisa san...!", interrupted Cherry, clearly seeing exactly the same as Alisa did, or no doubt antecipating it the moment she saw the unchivalrous male going for the power spike. Her eyes fixed on her opponent, burning with a desire to win or at the very least pull her own weight, the sculptress simply didn't have it in her to interrupt her regardless. To her credit, Cherry only flinched as the ball came flying away, raising her arms to recieve it. Alisa would have winced at the sight and yet she couldn't bring herself to look away, "Hnnnngh!!!"

Gritting and grunting through the visible strain on taking a cannonball fired by an opponent almost twice her weight and most certainly twice as strong if not more so. You'd call it a miracle that she even managed to hold her guard enough not to get immediately lobbed in the face once again, but Alisa knew the proper word for that. Willpower. It didn't stop her raising an eyebrow, lips parting slightly in awe at how a slender, skinny girl mustered up the force for the, taking no more than one, two steps before finally, decisively deflecting the projectile into the air:

"Gah..! Sofia!!", she called out, panting as she finally free of her burden, passing forward to Sofia.

Alisa knew what came next, casting little more than a cursory glance, nodding at the aquatic stunner as she moved closer to the net, timing her jump forward with the mermaid's likely pass. When it saw it come her way, she'd jump right out of the water, glimmering droplets splashing up and adorning her aerial visage as she pulled her hand back for the finish:

"Wonderfully done, Cherry~!!", she called out to her pinkette teammate, having timed it so the height of her jump would leave her as close as possible to the volleyball in the ideal position to her own spike. And now... Now that her shadow loomed over the opponent's side of the field did Alisa well and truly glare at her foes. She saw them shivering at the sheer ferocity of her look, even the bold and confident leader once he fell under her gaze. And once her hand came down on that ball, it came down hard the strong, developed tone of her upper body growing all too visibly as she spiked the ball with the full extent of her strength, "Now... Dodge this...!!"

WHOMP...SPLASH!!!

And the result? A relentless shot hit the unsuspecting leader's face harder than any ball he could even dream of lobbing at Cherry, soon resulting in a titanic splash as that destroyer's shell struck the surface of the water hard enough to set off a visible wave, more than strong enough to travel all the way to the other end of the pool.

"See boys...?", spoke the sculptress as she landed, watting her heads, cocking that curvaceous hip to one side as she rested her hand on it, "This is what a real cannonball looks like"

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Sun Mar 17, 2019 12:14 pm

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

Off-Hand :

Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

Body :

Ring :

Modification :

Companion :

Pouch :

WORDS: 848 | Alisa~ | OUTFIT

Tch. The same old tactics… Apparently her little bluff not quite succeeding as she had hoped, as the boys blocked the serve she had taken and set up for another spiking smash, Sofia already knew exactly where it would be aimed at and gritted her teeth with disgust as she returned to the water.
“Dodge, Cherry!” Reading the trajectory and feeling herself seized with a sense of dread as another haymaker was sent toward the delicate frame of her pink haired friend, on instinct the blue beauty called out to her buddy to warn her. More worried about the safety of her sweet angel than the prospect of losing another point, though she hated the idea of letting their enemy catch up to them by even one step, it was better than seeing her girl hurt. Cherry, however, seemed to have other ideas.

What is she…? Watching as her adorable angel flinched and then seemed to show something far sterner, rather than through herself back out of the way of the attack that was sent her way, the mouth of Miss Serena gaped as her best girl squared her stance and brought her arms up, looking like a warrior woman readying herself to tough out anything sent her way.
“OOOWWWOOOOOAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!” Waiting on tenterhooks as the ball shot through the air in slow motion, the blue beauty gasped in amazement as the little thing she was so protective of suddenly seemed as if she was made of the strongest steel rather than the glass she had always assumed and deflected the ball back into the air before toppling backward.

“SO AWESOME CHEEERRRYYYYYYY!!!!” The look of horror that was worn by the mermaid transforming into one that shone with joy at the simple but powerful deed that the fuschia fighter had pulled off, after looking into the eye of her partner and nodding Sofia shot forward, determined not to waste the courage and fortitude that had been shown. With Cherry doing her best, neither of the other women on the team had the right to take it easy, after all.

“Don't worry, I’ve got this!” The ball spinning through the air wildly, though maybe the sporty Alisa might have been able to reach it more quickly Miss Serena did not wish to deny her friend as she called for her. Turning through the water as she moved forward like a drill and perhaps enhancing a little of her motion by teasing at it with her mana, as the water witch moved forward she spun around like a ballerina twirling sideways, water spraying out from her curved arms like elegant azure arcs as she reached for the plummeting ball and then punted it upward with the momentum she had built.

“When… Will you guys… Realize…” Gasping as she flung her arm and the ball toward the heavens and watching it climb high into the sky, with no shortage of satisfaction the youngster watched as her athletic ally hung in the air, ready to receive what she offered without any need for asking.
“It doesn’t matter… how big or nasty you are…” A sigh of relief escaping from the enchantress as she let herself settle and watched the woman above draw back that lethal hand, Sofia held her breath as she waited for that arrow to be unleashed, excitement getting the better of her as her eyes and mouth widened. Then bang, it happened.

“Girls like us don’t go down easy.” Licking her lips as she saw an even more ferocious smash unleashed by Alisa, the explosive force that was imparted seemed like it would be more than what the boys could bring even if they combined their might together and sent another jolt down the spine of Miss Serena to witness.
At least… Not for guys like you~ Thrilled by the prowess that the dark destroyer demonstrated with her dominant delivery, as the blow made the blue beauty feel as if her form was filled with electric she ran the tip of her tongue across her bottom lip, the slow seconds seeming to provide an excitement far in excess of anything that the boors they faced could ever elicit. No small degree of satisfaction filling the feisty femme as she saw that ‘shell’ strike the surface of the water and completely obliterate it, though maybe having it slam into the face of the fool who had spiked Cherry might have made the moment perfect, it was still rather gratifying to see the way their stunned opponents looked toward each other in bewilderment and fear.

“So, what else might you boys have for us~?” Perhaps in a different kind of mood Sofia might have took this moment to gloat and really rub in the loss they had just suffered, but really, something about the return they had given them appeared to speak for itself. Instead the island girl simply spreading her arms as she offered up a rather simple little request, with a smile that stank of smugness the water witch looked toward her partner pair and giggled, feeling completely secure in their victory by this point…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Sun Mar 17, 2019 3:34 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 620 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKINI

Mind you, Alisa hadn't really planned most of what was about to happen. As always, just as she did in every other fight... She went with the flow. React, don't predict, read the flow of battle and move with it. Sure, she realized this was just a game, but what is a game not a battle played under very specific rules? That said, even with such a philosophy, she couldn't help but take her eyes off the prize when she knew Sofia would pass the ball to her, after seeing her break off into a spin as she literally danced with the grace of one to whom the clear blue waters were simply a lifelong partner:

"Beautiful~...", whispered Alisa, brow raised, thoroughly entranced by the sight of her teammate drilling through the water with what could only be a stunning use of her magic, the way her hair whipped around after her alongside the frills in her girly swimsuit. She wound up looking a fair bit more than she should, and found her eyes pulled back for a few more glances more often than not. As a lover of all things beauty, how could one even hope to see her looking away from such a sight?

Alisa would have loved to see that aquatic ballet in greater detail, merely the sound of Sofia swimming, breezing, dancing through the churning waters beckoned her to look back, an allure greater than any siren's song. She did manage a single, cursory glance back, and would forever regret not getting a better look. Well, perhaps not forever, surely she could persuade the vain, excitable mermaid to show off again:

"I'll be wanting an encore of that move very soon~", quipped Alisa, making it all too clear that, even if she hadn't her eyes on Sofia the whole time, she most defitely saw what she just did. The boys wound up not requiring too much of her attention, with the strongest and smartest (relatively) among them downed by her most powerful shot, she had little to worry herself with.

Smirking almost smugly at the morally, if not quite defeated foes, the sculptress very quickly and delightedly noted how they'd pretty much reached that point in the game. Raising a hand over her mouth as she laughed elegantly, she heard Sofia's question, barely letting out anything but a mocking, disinterested "hmph" as she twisted her torso slightly, brushing those loose strands away from her eyes as she looked back at her ballerina teammate and winked:

"...Are you sure we haven't won yet...?", she asked, raising an eyebrow, shrugging as she turned back to what were once cocky, happy go lucky bros, now desperately shaking the seemingly unconscious leader, "Judging by the looks on their faces, I'd say they're about as defeated as they can be without being unconscious. And I held back before hitting that ball too... How pitiful."

She let out a sigh, noting how for all her power, she'd indeed made sure not to hit hard enough to turn the guy into a vegetable. Surely enough, she soon found him rising from his nap, groaning and rubbing his head:

"Uuuuugh my head... Feels worse than my last Saturday morning...", he groaned, barely having the energy to glower at Alisa, "You fuckin maniac..."

Alisa could only scoff as the ball was finally returned to their side. Broken, but not quite defeated, Alisa took the ball herself for the next few serves, resting a hand on Sofia's shoulder as she passed her by, making sure each of her teammates got their own chance to reap one of the winning points. Not like it would prove too hard now, would it?

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Sun Mar 17, 2019 7:25 pm

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

Off-Hand :

Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

Body :

Ring :

Modification :

Companion :

Pouch :

WORDS: 688 | TAG: Alisa~ | OUTFIT

The boys snapping and snarling but really that the limit of their fighting spirit by that point, one could tell by their eyes that now that the ‘weak link’ they had seen on the team had proven her strength any hope they had of working their way to victory had been lost. Throwing themselves around their side of the pool with less and less energy and effort with every point that remained, it wasn’t hard for the powerful strikes and witchy technique of the women to win out, each of them thumping home points as the ‘men’ looked increasingly despondent until finally the score reached an embarrassing fifteen to one.

“Thank you~ Thank you so much~!” Victory on the side of the vixens and the people that watched seeming to have been rooting for the supposed underdogs the whole way through, whether it was the bullish tactics of the boys or the splendour that the girls had shown that proved the deciding factor in winning over the crowd was a matter open for debate, but as palms pounded together and cheers sounded out Sofia for one was happy for the attention. Twirling on the spot and waving her hand around as she looked like a ceremonial master, she shot smirks and winks to the women on her team before sauntering over to the net and shrugging smugly at their opposition.

“Well there you have it, we’ve won the match and the game, so that makes you ours doesn’t it?” Spreading her arms and sagging her shoulders as she gave a playful sigh as she dealt with the most delicious aspect of what they had achieved right off the bat, the blue beauty looked at the weary and worried expressions of their routed foes and couldn’t help licking her lips a little at the sight. So arrogant in their approach and only becoming more awful from there, it had been nice to wipe the smiles off the faces of these fools and that very experience had been almost enough to sate the anger that Miss Serena felt. Almost. Unfortunately, as she went to collect the ‘spoils’ of her battle, not all were happy with the outcome.

“H-Hey now, you won alright, isn’t that enough?

It’s not like, i-if we had, we would have made you hold up your end? W-We're not bad guys...”

The opposition seeming to be expecting some form of mercy from the mermaid, while perhaps the heart of Sofia capable of being moved toward such an end had they been given at least an apology that felt sincere, she received not even that meagre means of appeasement. Instead a brute that had been beaten by the beauties who now could barely look her in the eyes seeming to try and mumble his way out of the bet he made, it only made the mermaid more intent on punishing these punks who couldn’t even muster up the words “I’m” and ‘Sorry”. However, as appalled as she was by them still, the vixen knew that this choice was not entirely in her hands and so she turned her back to them, looking over the crowd and then to her partners before speaking.

“Well, you heard them girls? Should we let them off?” Flicking her hair and smirking at Alisa and Cherry in turn and asking a question that she bet she could already predict the answer to, Miss Serena arched her brow and cocked her head to one side, wondering just what her best girls might think of this turn of events.
“You think they’ve been punished enough, or should we make them pay a little more, for us and every other girl they’ve blighted with their behaviour~?” Perhaps a hint of venom present in the voice of the blue girl as she hinted toward her preference for the latter option, though the marine minx was keen on burning a nice little memory into the mind of the boys they could recall the next time they considered the idea of trying to strong arm some pretty girls, she was also happy to hear what the other women thought on the matter too. Though after what had went on, she doubted even Cherry would now be feeling terribly merciful, not to mention the coolly destructive Alisa...

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Mon Mar 18, 2019 2:22 am

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 620 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKINI

"Well, guess that's about as far as piggish resolve will carry you.", noted Alisa, casting one last glance to the defeated bromance, chuckling as she watched them with a hand on her hip. Have now completely lost all hopes to claim their spoils in victory, they now did everything they could to avoid, begging any further humiliation, for the girls to let them off the hook. The sculptress laughted heartily, pulling on the hair band, and loosening her ponytail, quickly shaking her head and flipping her hair loose, [color=pink]"How about a healthy serving of 'no'...? I understand that's a word they struggle with, all the more reason why we should insist? Surely they have quite the number of girls who could use a heartfelt apology.", with a flat out denial spoken towards the frisky blue girl, Alisa shifted those glaring wine red eyes to the trio and scolded them, [b]"You three lost, quite pitifully at that... Be a man for once and hold up your end of the bargain."

...But that was more than half an hour ago... Since then the three boys had gone about their quest of making it up to the women around the pool area, and Alisa had all the time in the world to spend with her favorite new acquaintance. Sofia, it appeared, easily captivated the sculptress even more so than initially suggested, making it far too pleasurable to simply lay back and enjoy a long conversation with her, without unwanted disruptions... Even the return of the blonde boy who lead his troupe earlier merely brought a smile to Alisa's face as she observed his current state:

"Your Sex on the beach, mistress...", spoke the blonde beach bum who'd lead the three boys into their humiliating defeat, now having traded his surfboard trunks for tight speedos skimpier than most girls around, and matching bowtie around his neck.

In his hands laid a towel ready and most importantly, a silver platter carrying the fruity cocktail Alisa had only just ordered. She reached out and took the sugary treat offered, watching the buy politely bowing his head for her as if he'd been a waiter all his life. And they didn't even have to teach him much:

"Thank you Mike~", replied the sculptress, giggling gracefully as she slurpsed a little taste of her drink, humming approvingly before dismissing with a wave of her hand. Bowing again, he took a couple steps back and departed, heeding another woman's call for a waiter. Alisa shot them but a cursory glance, smile widening as she watched quite a few matronly ladies having taken quite a liking to these boys and proved all too eager to take them off her hands, "Amazing what a few hints of politeness can do for a boy~..."

Alas, Alisa had little attention to spare them save for those times when she really needed a drink, turning her gaze sideways to the lounge chair next to hers, sighing contently as she basked in the mostly artificial sunglight. A faint, burning sting on her skin warned her she'd need to reapply her sublock lotion very shortly, but for now, she'd much rather not peel her eyes away from those exquisite blue jewels Sofia had for eyes, all but losing herself in that shimmering depth of her beauty:

"...Now surely I haven't misunderstood anything have I...? Are you really telling me you've been to Hargeon, but never actually seen the Guild Hall~?", she'd ask, taking a moment to sip her fruity drink; all but repeating the question, her eyes slowly wandering down the sinuous, shapely form of her new friend and how well she pulled off a swimsuit, shifting those long, elegant legs slightly as she curling her lip as her wandering gaze, "That is quite the shame actually... I'm quite certain you'd feel at home there..."

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Mon Mar 18, 2019 7:46 pm

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

Off-Hand :

Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

Body :

Ring :

Modification :

Companion :

Pouch :

WORDS: 900 | TAG: Alisa~ | OUTFIT

Heeheeheheee, I can’t decide whether she ordered that drink to make me smile or him squirm~ A flash of whiteness spreading across the face of Miss Serena as the artificial sun beat down on her smooth skin and made it sizzle silently, as the mop head they had subdued with their performance on the volleyball field laid a drink down, the blue girl couldn’t help but chuckle softly and then look toward the woman at her side with a devilish look in her eyes.
“Yes, he’s such a good boy now isn’t he~?” Licking her lips as Alisa commented on the change they saw in their thuggish opponents now that they had been turned into their slaves for the day, while the buddies of this blonde were off attending to the whims of the other guests, the little vixen had made sure they had grabbed their leader for their own service. The ringleader seeming to be the one who needed ‘breaking in’ the most, the mermaid would have been lying if she said she wasn’t getting some mistress level of satisfaction in mildly mistreating the man, and had no intention of giving him an easy ride until the sentence he suffered was over.

“I think I’ll be needing another, Jeeves~ And be quick about it, you hear?” Shaking the glass that once contained her own cool and refreshing cocktail toward the fellow they had forced into a bowtie and speedo in order to serve them and handing the container to him, after biting her lip Sofia could not resist the urge to do something especially naughty as he departed and cracked the behind of the boy with her palm as he turned away from her.
I wonder how many times a girl has been on the receiving end of something like that, hm? Should show him the error in his ways~ Deriving no shortage of delight in the misbehaviour she showed and feeling herself entitled to it in the spirit of education, the minx licked her lips as she watched their butler waddle off before giggling and looking toward the woman at her side, noting the pinkness that was starting to build up on the heavenly physique she possessed.

“That doll-like skin isn’t so fond of the sun, is it~?” Humming as she shamelessly let her eyes wash over that wonderful frame without the interruption of a pink haired friend or fiendish thugs looking for a good time, with a smirk the island girl snatched up a bottle of sunscreen and stood up with a playful sigh as she decided to help her teammate out.
“And it would be such a shame to see it spoiled, even if only for a day or two~ And even more so if our butler was the one who got the treat of massaging that cream into such silky skin. Here, let me~” Giggling softly as she shook the bottle she had grabbed from side to side and then slunk into position behind Alisa, Miss Serena hummed to herself and spread a generous layer of the fragranced protection across her palms, before offering them to her companion chivalrously.

“Hargeon~? Hmmmm… Oh, the port town? Ah yes, I spent my first few days in Fiore there but moved on after that~?” The brow of the blue beauty creasing ever so slightly as she went about the little ‘job’ she had so eagerly volunteered for, as Miss Vollan spoke of the landscape of the country she was in, Sofia couldn’t help but struggle to pluck the names out a little. Not as familiar with this country as the dark haired dish in front of her, it took her a second or two to connect the name she was given with the place that it was intended, and even after doing so found herself struggling to picture anything that to her mind resembled a ‘guild hall’ there.

“You know there were a few impressive looking buildings as I remember, but unfortunately as a girl who was embracing her new found freedom my concerns were more related to embracing things other than architecture?” Giggling softly as she remembered those first days in the land of Fiore and found them to be something of a blur, with key moments that would be somewhat indecent to describe the visiting vixen could only lick her lips at her recollections as she found herself drawing a blank in regard to any knowing first-hand experience with the establishment that her partner indicated.

“Fit in? At your ‘Blue Pegasus’? Well, while it would be lovely to see your pretty face on a semi-regular basis, I’m not entirely sure I’d be suited to such a life? I'm not a fan of being too firmly tied to anything?” Unable to resist the chance to toss a little more playful flirtation toward the fine femme before her but feeling rather uneasy in truth at the prospect of this whole guild thing, having come to Fiore in order to make her own path and find her own adventures, getting entangled in guilds and things seemed a little binding for a beauty who hated feeling tied down. Enjoying what she had been doing as a travelling mage who embraced her independence, no matter how pretty the face was that laid out this opportunity, Sofia would need some convincing before she would see the benefit in becoming bound to some organization she was entirely unfamiliar with…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Tue Mar 19, 2019 1:42 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 950 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKINI

And the answer was 'both'~ No better way to tease their hopeless horndog slave and also play around with her ravishing mermaid friend, but just as importantly, Alisa ordered the fruity, delectable drink for her own delight, as evidenced by the delighted, almost blissful hum escaping those plush, glossy lips as she held the straw between them and took a long, sampling slurp.

"A bit too good, if you ask me~ Makes you wonder if they weren't looking forward to this the whole time.", noted the sculptress, raising an eyebrow and nodding back to her earlier assumption, raising an eyebrow as she looked at the guy out the corner of her eye, watching him quickly turn around and return to their spot, unwilling to keep Sofia waiting like the good drink slave he'd turned out to be, "...And we just happened to give them what they really wanted deep down~"

Not letting them rub the lotion on her back though, not even that. As helpful as an extra pair of hands could be, she was quite capable of spreading it herself, and yet, Sofia's rather forward offer made her gaze narrow, curling her lip as that cool smile widened:

"It most certainly isn't~...", replied Alisa with a knowing chuckle betraying a hint of unease as she glanced upwards. Lobster red was such an awful color on her... Alas, tanning was a grueling, damn near impossible challenge for the pale Northerner, that same blood that allowed her to handle the chilliest of Fiorian weather with little more than a T-shirt also made the sweltering summers a bit too harsh, no matter how much clothes she took off. She loved the beach nonetheless, so it never really stopped her from trying. She just needed extra care, and having a beautify like Sofia offering to spread that lotion on her, well... She could think of no better care really, "How devious if I were to ask him that... I guess there lies the limit to my wickedness~ Besides... Something tells me you have a far more skilled touch than anyone else here, no~?"

Her smile widened into an impish smirk, slowly reaching around behind her back, holding Sofia's gaze as her hand sought and slowly undid both knots holding that stylish top in place, the other forearm promptly reaching in front of her breasts, pressing onto the soft, supple mass until it squeezed out slightly, holding the garment in place and keeping a measure of modesty. She knew their manservant was close by, gawing him with his jaw on the floor. But at this point knowing was more than enough, as she only had eyes for Sofia, at least, until turned on her lounge chair and accepted the offer, baring her toned yet smooth back to the island girl's attention:

"How could I refuse such a gracious offer~?", added the sculptress, scooping that long, flowing raven hair in a bunch and pulling it over her shoulder to the front, even exposing that odd white tattoo on her left shoulder, the one her hair so often concealed.

Unable to see the ever enthralling, inspiring femme with blue hair, Alisa took her time focusing on her touch, her voice, appreciating the feast for the senses she so eagerly provided, hanging off every word as she listened to her tale. Predictably, she only passed by Hargeon; if she'd only arrived recently, then she had yet to see the beauty of the port town in the peak of summer... Alisa chuckled, perhaps she'd be be there when she finally got around to it...? For the most part, she let Sofia speak without interruptions, a low, husky hum, almost purring as she delighted in that deft touch, the mermaid's hands gentle kneading that smooth, unblemished skin of her back.

"If that's what you were looking for, then surely you'd have had no time to rest~ After all, Blue Pegasus makes its home there and all the things we strive for... Beauty, elegance, passion... Any of them could easily clear away any other thoughts from your head~", she couldn't help but giggle at Sofia's constant, seductive playfulness, by far one of the vixen's charm points, oozing confidence and her own unique brand of cool wherever she went. Leaning forward slightly, Alisa easily relaxed, tension seeping from her body as her hands followed suit, easing the pressure on her pillowy chest until the garment draped a further bit down, baring a couple extra inches of smooth, alabaster skin, "All wonderful traits you have in troves, really... Well, besides an incredible pair of hands~"

Humming in delight, Alisa scooted her shapely rear a bit further back on her lounge chair, bringing herself closer to the deceptively skilled masseuse, her receptive, sensitive touch letting her easily appreciate it within moments. And yet she clearly knew Sofia would enjoy it just as well, for that delicate tenderness of the sculptress' skin was often deemed irresistible, as much so as the mermaid's urge to toss a couple flirty, seductive lines here and there. And yet something amused her even more than those... When Sofia mentioned dreading the idea of chaining herself. Alisa laughted heartily, her supple bosom quivering softly as she tucked a loose lock behind her ear as it slipped free:

"My, such a flatterer~ I'll have you know I said exactly the same before I joined~", she added, suspecting these words may mean little to Sofia, and yet hoping she'd at least consider coming by sometime, biting her lip softly as the thought of showing her around crossed her min, "Ufufufu... Maybe that's a sign you should give it a chance. Who knows... Perhaps you'll like what you see~"

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Tue Mar 19, 2019 2:46 pm

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

Off-Hand :

Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

Body :

Ring :

Modification :

Companion :

Pouch :

WORDS: 823 | TAG: Alisa~ | OUTFIT

My word, even silk seems something of a pale comparison when compared to this softness… A little shiver spreading out from the spine of Sofia the second that her hands touched the perfectly smooth and seductive skin of Miss Vollan, the vixen couldn’t help but quiver subtly because of it as her front teeth dug into the plush bottom lip she possessed, resisting the urge to moan by only the barest margin. Taking the opportunity to cover this slice of heaven in her sunscreen for entirely selfish reasons and finding that her intent did not go wanting in the slightest, as the blue beauty let her hands flow across that velvety surface she knew she had made the right choice in denying their butler brute this little treat.

Damn, and she’s older than me too… Just what does she use to get it this… Wonderful? A hint of colour spreading across the cheeks of even a soul as brazen as Miss Serena as she worked the lotion into the supreme surface that showed such softness and pliancy despite the firm frame beneath her hands, the hands of our heroine took on a life of their own as she got to work, exploring the skin with a delicate and almost teasing touch which seemed to be reflected so blissfully back at her by the body of the beauty that she massaged.

And this is just her back? Just how might other, more delicate places feel? Aiming to be a teasing little temptress when she embarked on her little task but the sublime feel of her friend’s frame seeming to make her the one who was seduced, though she felt like a lech for contemplating it, the little vixen couldn’t help but let her eyes at least wander away from the surface she caressed and survey even more blissful options. Unsure of whether the woman in front of her would be aware of how much she was teasing her without the slightest effort, Sofia almost felt tempted to just reach forward and grab a handful of that pleasing flesh she eyed, but thought better of it. Bold enough to reach for such an ambition but sure that regardless of whether the attempt was greeted positively the resulting commotion something that would get them thrown out, as much of a shame as it was the water witch opted for patience rather than fully embracing what her sense of passion compelled her to do.

“Beauty? Elegance? Passion? Heeheehee, well if they’re all as pretty as you are, it might be worth thinking about, I suppose?” Compelled into her own little show of coquetry as she felt herself losing a little of her control to such an effortless offensive from Alisa, as the woman described the qualities in the guild she represented Miss Serena couldn’t help but note that they fit her to a tee.
“Perhaps I’ll pop by and see how the other talent compares to their star attraction, hm?” Rather entranced by this Amazonian beauty that she had her hands upon, if this was the kind of standard for their mage’s that the group held up, it was certainly worth at least a casual visit in her opinion. Pledging her future, however, was another matter.

“I’m the flatterer? Goodness, are you not aware the effect that those husky, well-chosen words have on other people?” Rolling her eyes playfully at the comment she was given though enjoying it quietly, though Sofia would have been lying if she denied the fact she was by this point rather smitten with the dark dish she massaged, she couldn’t help but want to enjoy the little dance of words they were engaged in.

“I only met you today and already I know that it would take you less than ten words to get anyone in this place in your bed~” In many ways the thrill of the chase the most intoxicating phase of any attraction, while the places it led to were indeed rather pleasurable indeed, the blue beauty wanted to hold onto this drunkenness that they shared for as long as she could. A rare experience for her that she might find trade this beautiful banter with, usually Miss Serena’s skill meant that she could easily outmanoeuvre her ‘opponents’ and have them eating out the palm of her hand rather quickly.

“And with the right ones, I’m reasonably certain you could achieve it with two or three, if you chose them very carefully~” Relishing the chance to really tease a person who she knew that would be able to give just as she got and probably then some, Sofia couldn’t help but lean forward and lower her tone into an intimate whisper as she teased the temptress in front of her, quite intentionally letting the heat of her breath wash over the neck and shoulder of Miss Vollan as she whispered such sweet nothings into her ear, wondering just how her challenger might respond to that…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Wed Mar 20, 2019 2:11 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 650 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKINI

"Hmmmm, in that case, prepare to be dazzled and amazed~", she replied, holding the loosened top tighter around her breasts the moment found them slipping a bit too far down for her tastes, pressing her arm a bit more firmly into that plush softness, "Seems to me you'll never want to leave at all."

As weak to praise as ever, Alisa soon felt that faint, tingling flush of color to her cheeks, a flush warmth in her skin as she all but purred at this mesmerizing little vixen who easily seized her attention; even with the artist's back facing her, unable to glimpse that ravishing, vibrant beauty, she took in every word like the smoothest aria, every touch like a thorough massage... And all that time knowing exactly what the subtly salacious foreigner had on her mind, relishing every bit of the attention she was given as much as Sofia's endearing receptivity:

"Why sweetie, I speak only the truth~", giggled the sculptress, shifting her torso slightly, moving that smooth, glistening back into Sofia's touch, really never seeing any need to inflate the truth with this beautiful mermaid; merely speaking it more than sufficied. That said, she didn't deny the enjoyment of her every reaction, that upbeat, vibrant cheer all but melting under those honest words, "Though I suppose in your case truth is merely the most flattering compliment of them all~"

Folding one leg as that feet came to rest up on the lounge chair, Alisa leaned into it, her chest pressing softly against it, molding to that shapely form while her arms crossed over her knee, sighing contently as her head came to rest upon it, the shorter strands of her bangs tickling her forearm as she relaxed under the mermaid's ministration, that ever flowing tap of praise massaging her vanity with even greater skill than her hands on her back. She could easily fall into a deep, restful slumber like this, enjoying that thorough job the mermaid went through to really spread the lotion on he smooth, silky skin, if it meant she could stay like this a little longer, chuckling gracefully at the girl's rather vivid imagination of her own love life, praising the woman's seductiveness with the excitement of someone who wanted to feel it firsthand:

"Words~...?", replied Alisa, her brow raising slightly for a brief moment, quite certain the implications of this question would never be lost on Sofia. And if there were ever any doubts, she'd look into the girl's shimmering blue out the corner of her eye, holding her gaze as her smile widened slowly, her cheeks boasting a subtle yet visible heated shade; perfectly hinting at how whatever tactile delight Sofia might be feeling at this point was nothing if not reciprocated. Smirking playfully, she couldn't help a giggle at her own confident comeback, and yet she looked at Sofia as one who could easily do as much a she could. Someone she could respect as an equal, standing upon the same pedestal she saw herself in, an assumtion she made all too clear as she pointed out, "Hmmm, that is quite the accurate picture you have there~ Surely you're not speaking from experience now~?"

Sofia could interpret her words however she wished, and with the way the sculptress looked intently into her eyes, she seemed quite certain she'd be able to guess which. Did she count herself among those who'd throw themselves into Alisa's bed with three simple words...? Or perhaps as one of the rare few who knew what it felt like to charm another as such~? One thing was certain though, Alisa fully understood the effect she had on people, just as Sofia accurately assumed:

"One way or the other~", she added, letting the girl stew in her options for a little while and winking at her, enjoying that moment of impish yet honest flirtation as she indulged her own curiosity, "Something tells me you'd have quite a number of stories to tell from your travels~"

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Wed Mar 20, 2019 6:44 pm

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

Off-Hand :

Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

Body :

Ring :

Modification :

Companion :

Pouch :

WORDS: 606 | TAG: Alisa~ | OUTFIT

“Experience~? Now I wonder…” The heat that she could see in the cheeks of her fellow femme making the fox want to pounce on her right there, how badly she wanted to surrender to that impulse to use the smallest of motions to turn Alisa’s face to her own and seize those near-irresistible lips, but it wasn’t yet the time.
“Do you mean in giving or receiving such sweet little nothing’s~?” Wanting them both to be craving it, desperate for it, before either of them surrendered to the want that she knew was building up between them, Sofia could only tease her companion in order to reach that uncontrollable moment. Not ready for it until they both had the power to hold back from it stripped away, as long as there was an ounce of resistance in either it wouldn’t be the perfect moment, and certainly such a climax was worth nothing less than perfection.

“Though, perhaps the answer would be the same regardless~” Chuckling lightly as her voice grew even lower, as the game continued Miss Serena did everything she could to bait her ‘foe’, wondering which of them would give in first.
“Maybe… If you play your cards right, I’ll let you hear the words I’m thinking of~?” Poor with impulse control on the whole but loving the challenge and feeling of achievement in the idea of making this dark vision break that composure and lunge for her, with her head hanging over the shoulder of her friend the blue haired girl leaned in closer, just an inch but it likely feeling a mile with the heat between them.

“Oh, would you like to hear my stories, Alisa~?” The corners of the coquette’s mouth curling like a cat’s as she lingered there, close enough that that she could probably memorize all the places where the shade of Miss Vollan’s eyes shifted between light and darkness in the nebula that was her iris, she couldn’t help but let her gaze drift down just enough to focus on those soft, red lips the woman possessed.

“I’m not sure though, honestly…” Those plush pillows that adorned the mouth of Alisa feeling like a magnet that tugged on the line of her vision relentlessly, the harder that Sofia tried to look the woman in the eye, the more she found herself distracted by them. Swallowing as she felt her throat suddenly seeming to feel as if every ounce of liquid within it had suddenly been stolen away, with the closeness that she had created between the pair the young fox felt something pounding prominently in her chest and idly wondered if the pulse of this piece of perfection was beating with the same intensity.

“…You seem more like the kind of woman who…” Teetering that bit closer to her opponent in this game known as seduction, as another ‘mile’ between the women was conquered by the younger of the pair her voice grew even softer and slighter, becoming practically a purr she shared only with her companion.
“…Prefers to write her own?” The words she chose to use carefully selected for the impact they might possess, as that kittenish voice projected her prose the same sense of design was inherent in the direction of her gaze. Miss Serena’s stare shifting between the eyes and lips of the luscious lady in front of her with every single sweet syllable she spoke with, by the time her words came to an end she left herself there, breathing with a slight huskiness that made it sound like the vixen was panting, wondering just what her little ‘partner’ in the dance might do about her…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Thu Mar 21, 2019 2:16 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 750 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKINI

She chuckled as the girl quickly guessed where the sculptres was going with those words; and with every second passed she felt an ever greater fondness for this girl. She wanted to learn more about her, peer into this intriguing well of charming mystery named Sofia. Lifting a hand from its perch, Alisa fanned herself elegantly as the hue in her cheeks deepened on so enticingly, barely imperceptible were Sofia not hanging mere inches away from her:

"...Oh, i have a very good idea what they are~... Though I'd enjoy hearing them from your lips.", she teased, admiring every look the mischievous vixen had to give her, "Perhaps more than you'd love to tell them~"

Catching her gaze drifting down and easily knowing where it wandered, she did indeed give into her instincts quite readily, her teeth sinking into that pillowy, pliant softness of her bottom lip as her pulse steadily rose under this unyielding, growing warmth. Thanking the strings of fate for bringing them together, and the mental fortitude to truly savor this treat, Alisa firmly imprinted each and every one of these sensations into memory, every one a picture worth over a thousand words... The way they read each other like book, the kind of afinity few if any others could give them... Every time the girl guessed her thoughts, Alisa all but gasped at the pleasant tingle travelling all over her alabaster skin:

"Guilty~...", confessed the sculptress, a graceful, alluring giggle escaping those plush lips, that so easily seized Sofia's attention, her gaze soon narrowing as that smile widened knowingly. Faced with such a broiling pool of desire, how could Alisa do anything but add to the ravenous tension between them, slow and sensually leaning back and away from her leg. She yet needed one hand to keep her loosened top in place, but the other hand came to rest on soft cushion of her lounge chair, her click, well oiled back pressing slightly into the mermaid, resting oh so teasingly against her well rounded softness. Gasping softly, humming at the almost addictive softness, she made sure to get an equal response out of the blue femme, shifting her torso oh so slightly against her as she held those glimmering pools she had for eyes and teased her back, "Though I guess... It really takes one to know one, hmmm~?"

So close~... Alisa felt the girl's warmth on her cheeks like a sweltering desert breeze, her skin feeling warmer by the second as she'd lean in a bit further still, until they had barely an inch left between them. Close enough for the shorter bangs of her hair to tease Sofia's face, letting her take in every outline of the sculptress' face in intricate detail. Her tongue snuck out slightly, running along those moist lips, leaving them well and truly glossy as she fingertips slid up the girl's arm in a delicate, fluttering caress, stroking under her chin as she reached it; beckning them ever closer together for that inevitable contact they both yearned for, enough to leave even a cool, aloof fighter like Alisa feeling those tingling butterflies deep within, that palpitating rush as she stood at the threshold of staking her claim.

"But who says... I can't have one without the other~?", she whispered breathily, shifting her long, elegant legs alluringly, all but holding a conversation as nonchalantly as always even with the air between them laden with seduction. Alisa had seen everything Sofia had to give and raised it just as well, with nothing poised to get in her way, until... Before her their lips could finally touch, the impish mermaid would find a obstructing, hushing finger in the way, "...Relish true beauty in every way imaginable... Slow and patiently, savoring every... Last... Bite~"

The antecipation felt utterly intoxicating, this feeling of her heart pounding furiously in her chest... This effect Sofia had on her, the broiling passion yet budding between them and already threatening to overflow. No matter how delectable, she had no intention of rushing for the irresistible forbidden fruit long before it had yet to truly ripen, and yet the mere though of that moment left her shuddering. That perfect moment they longed for... It couldn't come soon enough~ Before she finally peeled away at a slow, tantalizing pace, she made sure to blow softly on the mermaid's tender, needy lips until she could only stew in these very same thoughts.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Thu Mar 21, 2019 6:47 pm

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

Off-Hand :

Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

Body :

Ring :

Modification :

Companion :

Pouch :

WORDS: 823 | TAG: Alisa | OUTFIT

“H-heh, I wouldn’t have s-so many tales to tell if I didn’t love making new ones~” The touch of Miss Vollan’s delicate little digit feeling like a bolt sent down from seventh heaven, as that finger moved up the skin of Sofia she felt as if it was sending the perfect pitch of electricity through her flesh, making her skin tingle as it moved and causing the girl to stumble over her words just a little as she tried to maintain her composure.
How many girls have melted to this touch, I wonder? I don’t blame them… The path that it travelled seeming agonizingly slow as it moved upward, as the finger of the femme passed over her shoulder the blue girl half expected and hoped that the lascivious lady might tug on the golden strap of her bikini and pull her into a kiss, but instead it continued on.

“Oh, want to see how you compare to the legends~?” The teasing, tantalizing trail finally coming to a halt at the very tip of her chin, though Miss Serena was doing well to resist the urge she had to just lunge forward and claim those glossy lips for her own, the way that naughty finger seemed to pull at her jaw made that desire even harder to ignore.
I’m feeling weaker with every second of closeness… Damn she’s good. Practically heaving for breath by that point and each inhalation feeling like it was flooding her body with that sweet and flowery fragrance that Alisa gave off, the lids of the vixen’s eyes felt oh so heavy as she bathed in the company of this potent paramour, her gaze darkening for a moment or two as she surrendered to the urge and closed off the view to her Sapphire eyes, all ready to lunge forward and steal the sweetness of a kiss before something stopped her.

She got me. The soft touch of Miss Vollan’s divine digit seeming to shift in an instant and close off the attempt at an approach by resting on the lips of the girl from Valerica, Sofia blinked in surprise for a second or two before her face flushed with colour, feeling just a little bit embarrassed that she had been bested by the temptress before her. Lips pursing slightly as she felt that cool breath wash over them, it felt like the icy gale of winter compared to the heat of the woman’s body she had been enjoying, but that was no longer an option it seemed.

“Oh? G-gotta say, bad time to change your mind, Miss Vollan~” The dark dish peeling away from the moment of intimacy and leaving our heroine hanging, while inwardly the fox wanted to scream with frustration she knew that would ruin the moment, spoil the game, so instead smirked as best she could manage and flicked her hair casually. Perhaps a hint of the exasperation that the youngster felt present in the way she vented her vexation toward the vision in vivid violet, the inexperience and eagerness of her teenage years shone through a little as some of her subtlety was lost in her response to the situation.

“What’s the matter~? Were you afraid that if you tasted my lips then you wouldn’t be able to pull yourself away from them~?” Certainly by no means projecting her feelings in a manner that would seem impolite as she spoke with teasing words, all the same the casual forwardness that Miss Serena was used to employing shone through as she taunted her partner playfully. Licking her lips gently afterward as she straightened up and felt suddenly a little bit more self-conscious than she had throughout the entirety of the game of chicken she had just played, though the blue eyed beauty had started it seeking to toy with this temptress she found herself disappointed to miss out on the crescendo of coquetry she felt they had been building to, perhaps showing a pleading clue in her gaze as she studied the face of her fellow femme. However, before she had too much time to focus on those fine features, something pulled her interest away.

“Ohhhhhh, y-you actually got them to dress up for us? Hehehehehe, you two are so bad~”

Wondering just what kind of smooth line the goddess nearby might toss back at her in the cool fashion she had quickly become accustomed to, sadly before she had a chance to really listen to what the woman had to say a sweet and familiar voice behind her caught the attention of Sofia. Cherry having returned to the scene after the nap she had taken following the excitement of the game, with her hair loose and what was by now her customary colour of rosiness in her cheeks the third member of the Aqua Angels stepped back onto the stage, covering her mouth to hide a giggling gape as her own gaze focused on an embarrassed looking moptop slave…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Sat Mar 23, 2019 1:07 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 650 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKINI

It appeared the gleeful, flippant mermaid had finally met her match in the cool, alluring sculptress, Alisa could see it all too clearly, the kind of effect her denial had on the girl, quickly leaving her stammering like a bashful schoolgirl. Little did she know Alisa craved a lot more than just that, she just had the right amount of experience to downplay it, enough cool to keep her demanding instincts from having a say before she felt the time was right:

"Oh sweetie, haven't you heard~...? However thrilling they may be...", cooed the sculptress, her gaze narrowing as her never ending desire to surpass herself peered through... To seek ever greater heights, and for a more palpable, goal, to show Sofia how however impressive she saw her right as, Alisa would go beyond that as well, "...At the end of the day, legends are meant to be surpassed~"

Her cheeks grew warmer by the second as they hung this close, relishing each other's warmth and thrill to come. If that weren'r enough, Alisa had a wonderful, impish delight in watching the playful, confident, seductive blue girl stew in her aching, and that made it truly priceless. Alas, she was not so evil as to deny such a beautiful, captivating femme the treat she'd most defenitely deserved, or herself that very same bliss. That didn't stop her winking knowingly at the at the girl as she desperately tried to tempt Alisa into taking that plunge she'd already refrained from... She felt anything but indifference really, feeling a pleasant tingle through her skin as her thoughts echoed Sofia's tempting offer, but in the end she held back:

"Who knows~?", she shrugged, giggling all too mischievously at Sofia's desperate yearning, biting her lip as she gazed at that luscious set the mermaid teasingly flaunted, lingering there and making her interest far too clear for any who looked. Reaching for her forearm, Alisa caressed it soothingly, keeping her hand there until she felt her tension and rather innocent frustration easing from her body, replaced with a wonder at the bliss to come, "Or maybe they're a treat I'd much rather take my sweet time sampling~"

Holding her gaze, Alisa relished this moment of intimacy as well, merely touching the girl as such, appreciating how soft her skin felt. Smiling softly, she showed no intention to peel away as Sofia's confidence gradually returned, that those hints of an excited huntress who no doubt enjoyed a chase just as much as Alisa enjoyed a good thrill... Her hand moved away only when a cheery pinkette came their way, a subtle, yet prompt retreat as her gut told her Cherry would be far from keen on seeing it. Her words earned a subtle, impish chuckle as she Alisa glanced at the guy out the corner of her eye, watching him bend over and unwittingly show off his toned rear as he leaned in to give a thirty something year old beauty the drink she'd just ordered. Unlike the three of them earlier, this woman seem quite pleased to see him, and as it soon seemed, to get her hands on him as well:

"Suits them, wouldn't you agree~? Amazing how pleasant their company suddenly became when they have a cocktail on their hands half the time.", noted the sculptress, shifting a gaze from their defeated opponents to the excited Cherry, winking knowingly at her as she sat upright and glanced at Sofia once again, adjusting the loosened bikini top around her breasts with both hands as she spoke up, "...Here, would you mind helping me with my top~? I'm about as oiled up as I can be, doubt the sun will do much of anything anymore~"

Not that she actually needed the help but, why in the world would she ever miss the chance to tease her ravishing new acquaintance some more~? The faint smirk on her lips spoke volumes after all, her eyes filled with mirth as she glanced back at the blue beauty.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Sat Mar 23, 2019 3:06 pm

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

Off-Hand :

Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

Body :

Ring :

Modification :

Companion :

Pouch :

WORDS: 835 | TAG: Alisa~ | OUTFIT

“Heh, make sure you don’t take too long, someone might steal that treat away~” Not knowing if the little comment she made was born out of her own frustration or a desire to tease this disciplined fox over letting a chance pass through her fingers, the blue beauty shot her a wry look as their sweet friend skipped up to them, feeling as if she wanted her ‘foe’ to know that while she might have won this round that didn’t mean that the rest would be easy. Perhaps spurred by the fact that she had been denied by the dark goddess and this fact pushing Miss Serena to take Alisa a little more seriously and steel her will the next time things came up, when they battled again then next time things might go differently. Sadly, with the return of the sweet cerise cutie, that particular clash would have to wait.

“Are you feeling better?” The gaze of the girl from Valerica lingering on the form of the red eyed vision for a couple of seconds before her attention turned toward her sweet ‘sister’, with a giggle Sofia stepped forward and greeted her best girl by wrapping her arms around her, feeling like she had missed this innocent teen after having trifled with the temptress nearby. Smiling and nuzzling the cheek of Cherry as she embraced her, after a moment or two the vixen ran her fingers through the now loosened locks of her beloved buddy, enjoying how soft and silky they felt and also how she felt a slight shiver from the young woman in her arms as she did so.

“Letting your hair down too~ Are you mimicking your lovely Onee-san’s?” The slice of cutie pie so habitually pulling her hair into bunches and plaits that the taller of the two felt the image somewhat rare, because of this Miss Serena had guessed that this behaviour was probably because she lacked a little confidence in her image when seeming sleek and womanly and preferred to look girlish and sweet to accommodate for this.
“Our little girl is becoming a woman, and such a beautiful one too~” This a good sign really, the blue girl had always thought that her bestie could use a nice booster shot of self-esteem and this was a nice reflection of the little lass taking her first steps toward coming into full bloom, so to speak. Unsure of whether it was the effect of having another elegant beauty in the form of Miss Vollan or simply how this young one had proven herself in the game that was responsible, regardless of the source, it was certainly something that the islander could quietly welcome.

“W-Well, I let it down when I took my nap, does it… Does it look good~?”

Finally releasing her grasp on her pink pet when Alisa asked for the help with her bikini top, while it was a tempting option for Sofia to simply tug it off her voluptuous frame entirely as a measure of revenge for the teasing she had been given earlier, after a sigh the siren opted against that particular approach so as to spare Cherry any more blushing.
“Oh it looks wonderful, Ma’Cherie~ Such beauty and grace suits you~” Beaming at her cute friend as she slipped in behind Alisa and adjusted the straps of her bikini for her without much of a word for the woman, though her eyes remained on the face of the sweet slice that had joined them, the attention of the Valerican Vixen was on something a little more spicy.

You think you’re the only one who knows how to tease girls, Alisa~? I’ll make you pay for showing me your back, you naughty girl~ Top teeth baring down on the bottom lip of the mermaid as she hummed softly to herself and set to work on this simple task, as she gathered up the threads of lace that prevented Miss Vollan’s exposure she made sure to tease that soft skin with her nails with every motion. Grazing that delicate flesh with the very tip of her talons as she adjusted her bikini and having to force herself not to let out a little chuckle of lewdness as she did so, after making sure the front of her beach brassiere was positioned perfectly then the prankster made sure to really make her mistake known as she tugged on those strips good and hard.

“How does that feel? Better?” Tightening the straps nice and tautly and speaking with a false sense of innocence to the black beauty in front of her, Miss Serena couldn’t help but smirk as she made sure that her new friend would be feeling just a hint of discomfort as that bikini strained and compressed her ample flesh.

“Yessss, I think that looks wonderful~” Though, to the credit of the cheeky young coquette, her deed did have a nice little benefit. After all, that plush chest had never looked plumper than once the vixen was finished…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Sat Mar 23, 2019 5:07 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 700 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKINI

"Someone hmm~...?", Alisa chuckled, raising a hand over her lips and flipping her hair, once again needing no more than a single word to express her earnest feelings. Someone who could satisfy whatever craving she'd developed for Alisa and not leave her feeling empty? Good luck finding them really~

She did expect Sofia to act playful about it, but true to the attention Alisa had been giving her thus far, she always went above and beyond anything she could expect. For all that brimming confidence and bottomless pride, she grew fonder of the vixen with ever passing minute... She even brought along such a lovely, endearing new acquaintance, who now eagerly flaunted her own new hardo:

"That look suits you wonderfully sweetie~", nodded Alisa, sparing no praise where she felt was due, reaching out and stroking the girl's arm gently, somehow having a pretty strong suspicion the girly pinkette seldom wore it as such, and promptly encourage this bolder, confident decision, cupping her own cheek, tilting her head into it as she raised an eyebrow, trying to find the right, fitting compliment to describe this decision,"It feels... More womanly perhaps...? Defenitely gives you an extra layer of charm... As if you needed any more~"

Throwing the girl a knowing wink, Alisa could only wonder whether she'd give out those lovely, bashful reactions she'd been so full of the whole afternoon, but it appeared as though the sculptress herself would find herself on the recieving end all too soon, the moment she turned her back to the mischievous Sofia.

Whether or not it was the one Sofia had worked for, that touch of hers most certainly got a response, a faint, barely noticeable shiver across her whole upper body, resulting in a subtle jostling of her full, luscious cleavage. Not in any way unwelcome, a melodic, husky gasp escaped her lips as the tingling sensation surprised her nonetheless, her brow rising for a split second before her teeth bore down on that plush, bottom lip. Yet nothing prepared her for what came next. Caught off guard by the blue girl's tight fit, her body easily betrayed a certain delight in this unyielding tension and attention; the moment she felt that sudden, firm squeeze around her cleavage, her eyes widened as a hint of color promptly returned to her cheeks far faster than it left.

"Mmmmn~...!", she quivered enough to send ripples through those pliant masses, and yet beyond a low, uncomfortable huff, Alisa showed no signs of surrender whatsoever. Instead, her eyes soon narrowed as she turned her head back, just enough to look into the girl's with a defiant, fiery hint in those wine red jewels, undeterred despite the visible strain and deeper hue in her cheeks, "A-Almost perfect~... Come on now, you can tie it a little tighter~"

Like the proud, hedonistic fighter she was, Alisa would never shy or cower away; she saw no need for it, deeming herself perfectly capable of enduring whatever came her way. After all, she'd grown accustomed to binding pressure around her chest years ago, far preferring the tight, uncomfortable fit of a heavy sports bra over running her marathons without it. Arching her back, she learned slightly into Sofia to drive her point home, knowing she'd undoubtely go for a good long peek at her handiwork, squeezing those soft, plush mounds into a full, tight cleavage, glistening with dewey droplets of perspiration under the glaring sunlightlight, drawing the eyes of whoever dared venture close enough.

"Mmmm, wonderful indeed... You really do have magic fingers huh~?", teased the sculptress, shifting her torso side to side, making full use of the magnetic, eye catching appeal Sofia had only heightened, her now free hand tailing up the side of her chest and neck, holding her long, lustrous hair and draping it behind her in a mesmerizing display, like she were striking a pose for the blue girl.

Cleavage this tight might be too much for her tastes really, but now she had an idea of what that oddy perverted Mermaid really wanted, and thus couldn't help a teasing, mischievous smirk thrown her way, brow raised as she giggled.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Sat Mar 23, 2019 6:03 pm

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

Off-Hand :

Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

Body :

Ring :

Modification :

Companion :

Pouch :

WORDS: 757 | TAG: Alisa~ | OUTFIT

“Yes, I was being a little slack in my judgement there, wasn’t I~?” Perhaps just the smallest grain of sand having formed in Miss Serena’s opinion toward Alisa because of the way she had been faked out, despite the small feeling of humiliation she had suffered after committing to that kiss and being denied, it began to melt as the cheeky bitch in front of her asked for a little more of the mistreatment she was given.
“Mmmmm… Now that’s it, that’s the spot a girl loves~” Appreciating the encouragement she was given or maybe being reminded of the fact that she was dealing with someone who would not offer her an inch and expected none to be given either and loving that, the blue beauty grinned and tugged that bit harder on the straps she had in hand, ‘setting’ the garment of the cool natured seductress so tightly that it would likely explode off her if even a single ounce more pressure was added to those straining cups and admired her handiwork.

“Mhmmm, finally got those girls secure, haven’t you?” Cheekily making not effort to hide the fact that she was ogling the chest of the delicious dish in front of her, Sofia leaned over the shoulder of her companion and gazed at the now snug rack of her companion with little shame and a lot of naughtiness in her expression.
“Nice... And... Tight~” Her own chest hanging beneath her frame as she pulled her hair back behind her ear and took in the sublime image of that tightly compressed chest, the teeth of the temptress clawed gently at her lip as she spied a pair of perfect peaks that she had helped to create and almost gave into the urge to ‘twang’ the taut twine that connected them like the string of a harp, finding herself only denied when Cherry spoke up out of embarrassment.

“J-Jeez, stop staring like that Sofia… You’re just… Everyone is looking! S-Sorry, Alisa…”

A small squeak catching the ear of the enchantress as she let her most generous gaze wash over the finest hills and valleys that she had seen in all of Fiore, with no small degree of effort to pull her pupils away from that picturesque setting Miss Serena turned to see something that was almost as enthralling and a whole lot more amusing than what she had just seen.
“Oh? Are they? It just means they have good taste then~” Composure well and truly restored after the minor setback she had suffered in the clash of coquetry in the minutes before, as Cherry shone with colour behind her and hid her face with her hand a little, the mischievous mermaid could only giggle and find a whole new target worth teasing.

“Besides, I bet I’m not only one who enjoys that view~ How long were you staring before you spoke up, Miss D’Angelo~?” The urge to tease Cherry an impossible prospect for the Valerican Vixen to ignore, the pinker that her friend got the more and more colour the minx wanted to see shining from her, and so she stepped over to her ‘sister’ with a mix of smooth motion that mixed together swing and spring.
“All that time I was helping Alisa with her top and you didn’t chide me then, you liked watching the way things jerked and jiggled didn’t you?” Licking her lips like a leopardess and walking like a hunter moving in on a cornered animal, the expression of Sofia sparkled with mischief as she moved in close to the fuchsia femme as she spoke with soft words that could likely only be heard by the two women in her vicinity and begun to step slowly around her cerise companion in a circular motion. Speaking slowly and purposefully to make sure each teasing word had that perfect pitch and punch to it, the causal, cruising pace of the girl was like the beat to the song with which she spoke, making an anthem of the light hearted mockery she made of the little magenta mistress.

“Goodness, our little girl certainly is becoming a woman, and I’m starting to think she’s going to take after her wicked onee-san’s, don't you Alisa?” Flicking her hair as she competed a lap and a half around the glowing girl and put her arm around her shoulder as she clung to her gently, with a smirk Sofia shot a playful look toward her that would tell her it was her ‘tag’, and wondering just how well their combination might work in provoking the pinkness of this petite pet…

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