[center][h2][b]Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo[/b]

[color=8882be][b]Asoka "Mercury"[/b][/color][/h2][/center]

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[i]Blah blah blah ...[/i]

Is all she heard, really. All this bickering, while it did show some true colors all around, was getting really tiring for our controlling friend. She was horny, this shift in paradigm and exposition of who Hana really was made her want to dominate her person, to crush this assurance she displayed all the while delivering the most intense of pleasures. What a fucked up mess Asoka was, and yet she seemed to be the most level headed of the gang. 

Itsuki was bailing, Takumi seemed to be a bit torn between the two sides and Rin just went with it. How polarized this all was, the competition, it'd make a power monger like Asoka drown in euphoria. With Itsuki gone and Rin following, only the little kids would serve as barriers between Asoka and her need to 'release' her bottled up desires. Well, not so bottled up; one could say she was a very ope individual, very [i]expressive[/i]. In her own, perverse way. 

Though one of the children would address her in particular. Great, kids while mummy and daddy were going to screw, the biggest of turn offs in the various series she indulged in instead of studying. Her eyes shifted from side to side, trying to find something, anything to get them out of her way. Maybe just answering his question would help? She just wanted them OUT! 

"[color=8882be]Hana-Banana is having a little breakdown~ Don't worry, Aunty-Asoka will fix that! Right?~ Just enjoy the stuff in the fridge, yeah? And uh ... TV! Gte the remote![/color]"

Her malicious and seductive gaze would cross both Takumi's and Hana's, her intentions becoming clearer as she went along. Perhaps they would have the idea that she was simply being provocative, a little shit trying to add her little person into the conflict. But the truth was she truly wanted to have sex with them, here and now. Was it unusual? Sort of, but as a university student with the libido of a hare, it came to no surprise that she treated it as something as easily accessible as candy in a vending machine. 

"[color=8882be]If you're into that kind of shit, we sure are, ol' big brother of mine~ <3[/color]"

Her twisted response to his inquiry whether they were family or not was oh so typical of her. Though what came next would likely surprise even those completely accustomed to her. Raising both her hands just above her head with fingers waggling, he'd quickly plunge them both into the edge of both Takumi's and Hana's pants. In more detail, she'd essentially clamp her palm and fingers on the opening of their pants, most of her fingers actually diving INSIDE while her thumb remained locked on the button or belt they maintained on their leg wear. 

With that swift and beyond socially acceptable initiative, she'd tug on their piece of clothing as if she were to drag them through the corridors once more and toward the room she had appropriated herself. All she needed was ONE to follow, the resistance of another would only be met with more force as long as they didn't downright free themselves from her grasp. Once in the room, however, there'd be no escape! As for the kids? Hah! Any interference and a kick to the gut from the most physically brutal ghoul of the group would be their reward. 

"[color=8882be]Be back in thirty, more or less~[/color]"