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Here's a lil char for you guys. Feel free to grab inspiration or ask if you're confused about the shit CS layout! <3

Unce, unce, unce, unce.
Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo

Asoka "Mercury"





Asoka squinted at Takumi's poor attempt at comedy. Seriously? She was offering him free sex, maybe even a threesome, and he risks a complete catastrophe? Absolute degenerates indeed. Before the emergence of their new issue, Asoka would have already retreated her hand from Takumi's pants, quickly balling it into a fist before smacking it against his abdomen. Was it hard? Relatively speaking, no, but we'd be talking about a Ghoul with advanced hand to hand skills. He'd feel it alright.

Her expression melted to one completely dull. She was turned off by the clear resistance of both, despite Hana's previous display of questionable impulses. Asoka wanted to dominate them, but it wouldn't be fun if she had to rape them as well; too early! Not that she ever needed to forcefully get someone in bed, excluding intoxication. Her frustration would be put on pause however as the 'ding' coming from the elevator having hit its destination floor seemed to catch everyone's attention, including the tyrant's. And what came out would make the little thug get on her guard immediately.

Miyako looked exactly like these little street shits she'd recruit for temporary muscle. Temporary due to the fact that their life expectancy was absurdly short, especially when tasked to do certain trade operations. No, unlike the other two who seemed to welcome Miyako with open arms, for some reason, Asoka simply narrowed her eyes and remained quiet for a second. While her ghoulish smell did trigger an annoyance in the shortest's mind, the foul odors of someone who hadn't showered for a while quickly overwhelmed her before anything else.

"Really, guys? You let this shit in but refuse let me in?"

Rolling her eyes, she approached the masked ghoul. Asoka had no idea of her relations with Itsuki, and as far as she knew, it had little relevance to what was to come. She was not going to let this bum of a ghoul settle in while she was residing in the clinic, and heck, she could even use the kids as an excuse to keep away such strangers.

While not intimidating with her size, her body language and frozen gaze would be enough to display a large difference of power between Asoka and her siblings. She was the dominant, or at least had the traits of one. And if anything wouldn't please her, Asoka would be the one to deliver judgement when she saw it fit. No fear came out of her; it seemed she was quite used to homeless ghouls begging for help. He disgusted look made it all the more clear she had no interest in helping Miyako in the slightest.

"What's your deal? Coming here during the day with some fucking gay mask? What do you want? Dope? Food? What is it? Why the fuck would you come to this shit ward? Get this garbage off."

With that last order, she'd be quick to take a violent initiative. Her hand would reach out to nab the mask out of Miyako's face as only a meter separated them. The girl would notice how swift Asoka was in such a range, how well coordinated and precise her movement would be. Fighting would be the worst alternative in this case, but between Asoka's pride and need for control, and Miyako's current exposed position, this could go wrong in so many ways.
wow we have a bummer in the room

go away
Inspirational quote for today. Let's all work toward:

Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo

Asoka "Mercury"





Blah blah blah ...

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 expressive. 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!

"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!"

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.

"If you're into that kind of shit, we sure are, ol' big brother of mine~ <3"

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.

"Be back in thirty, more or less~"
@AtomicNut Doesn't come to action for a while.

By then you can just get a visa.
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CANT SAY ILL MISS YOU

HON HON HON

IM SO FRENCH
Trash quota is met, good job kyubey
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OMG Savy is backy


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