“Hmm..”
She just pops it in her mouth like a piece of candy.
“…. The flavour is odd… it looked tastier”
She eats it anyway
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ㅤI 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚝. .
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ. .𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚝. .
She has appeared out of a rift. Looking around
“Huh…. This isn’t where I intended to come out…”
She looks entirely unbothered.
She is also lost.
((Okay it’s time for me to actually start writing seriously here
Having my very first post-flip post be seductive Sunday may have fried my reputation
“Ah, I see. So clothes for special occasions. I never really understood such social norms.”
She was not fully getting it.
“There is no shame needed either way. “
She tried to be supportive
“Indeed. Your blade does not seem to be made out of energy. And with this… unique choice of attire, it did raise the thought.”
She said completely calm and serious.
“An acquaintance of mine had shown me this style of attire. I believe it is a traditional attire in her lands. I do not really see its benefits…”
~ Seductive Sunday ~
Skirk looked upon the other woman with slight confusion. Not realising her actions and gaze could be interpreted any other way than what she intended.
“Is the holder a secret?”
She didn’t seem intimidated either. Hard to be intimidated in this scenario.
She looked over to see if she has some holder on her back. Very easily mistake able for checking her out
“Your sword…”
Her voice is surprisingly bland considering the circumstance.
“. . . Those ears seem somewhat impractical”
💭 her sword doesn’t seem to be made of energy… wonder where she keeps it…
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