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The Mark [Sofia] - Page 2 Empty on Sat Jul 06, 2019 6:25 pm

Sofia Serena





WORDS: 569 | SLIMMING BLACK


Knows Alisa, hm~? I wonder how well? The brow of the blue beauty arching upwards at Manzo’s next comment, given how much effort that she herself had put into peeling back the iron guard of her wonderful woman to see the small glimpse of what lay beneath that peerless veneer, Miss Serena couldn’t help but view it with no small degree of scrutiny. The White Empress the sort who seemed to have such great depth beneath the still surface that she showed to other people, perhaps it was a hint of possessiveness that drove the princess but she couldn’t help but feel as if anyone were to know that woman so well, it would be her.

“Oh~?” Chuckling as the young man scurried away to fulfil his part of their ‘bargain’ or whatever this exchange between them could be called, Sofia saw no reason really to slip out of her own little waterside number as she waited for the white haired young man to return, keeping her black bikini all the while despite the stares she got as people moved about the little shop as she lingered near the changing area. Perhaps indulging her own desire to take in her looks when she was dressed like this a bit too much, the naughty nymph hummed and admired her form when it was bound so delectably by this piece of beachwear and then chuckled as she sensed the return of her companion, eager to see what sort of thing he might have picked out and certainly not disappointed when she did.

“Looking pretty in pink there, Mr Manzo~!” Certainly the ‘piece’ that Manzo had chosen for his person not the sort of thing that had even an ounce of subtlety about it, as the lad flaunted himself in a bright pink number that left almost nothing to the imagination, Miss Serena had to admire his gall if nothing else.
“But seriously… That is, without doubt, the sort of look that would set a man apart from the boys…” Definitely the sort of thing that couldn’t be worn with any mind for ‘half measures’, it took confidence to even wear such a thing when one was a full blooded male, let alone show it off to a room of strangers, and that alone was worth of respect.

Quite the striking image really… That proud pink quite the inviting image and yet the curious eyes of the coquette washing over everything that was revealed to her unashamedly, while the taught muscles of Mr Mattori might have made her bite her lip just a tiny bit, she couldn’t help but find her eyes drawn to other aspects of the anatomy that was presented to her and not entirely for wicked reasons either.

I bet there’s some stories there, huh? The scars that were littered across that sculpted flesh certainly creating a little discomfort in the heart of Sofia, the strong level of empathy and emotional nature of the mermaid made her feel just a hint of the pain that would have been caused when they were inflicted, making her shiver just a little bit when she viewed their totality. Then the strange tribal brand that he wore something else as well, the sapphire siren couldn’t help but let her gaze linger on the ink of companion all the more, finding a nice tattoo salaciously sexy on a guy or girl and this one rather intriguing in its design as well…


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The Mark [Sofia] - Page 2 Empty on Sat Jul 06, 2019 10:25 pm

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Scars, they tell a story, his scars told a story of ruin, bloodshed, and loss. A lot of these scars told stories better left forgotten to time. Though he could never truly forgot. That's not how the human mind worked. It was not something that could be put in a box. Not something so small the he could just compartmentalize it. Though he would try often times to do so, but to no real avail in any regard. The only thing he could do, is drink himself to sleep the quell the nightmares and the flash backs. But whiskey could only do so much.He had committed to writing a journal in order to keep track of the nightmares, though he would not share that with anyone. Given that he was a writer he had thought of perhaps publishing it just changing the name.

He touched the scar on his chest, his index finger trailed down it, his mind flashing back to the day he got it. The sound of screaming, crying, and steel clanging. This was the first scar he had received from his time under the feudal lord as a child soldier. It was as if the outside world around him vanished. A whirlwind of emotion stirred up in him like the beginnings of a hurricane, it was as if he had been taken back in time. It felt too real, too real to be just a PTSD episode, though truthfully that's all it was. Though he couldn't shake it, that was until he felt his left arm begin to pulsate. The tattoo that decorated his left arm, acting as a kind of stabilizer. Slowly bringing him back to reality.

As he came back to reality it occurred to him that his temporary traveling companion was paying him a complement, she had done so more than once on their little excursion, but this one seemed less flirtatious, like there was a little bit of truth behind it. Though he wasn't going to ask if she was being genuine, she was clearly a spoken for woman, so it didn't truly matter all the much. Though he did have to agree that this garment was doing something for him. All be it showing off his physique or just an interesting contrast in colors given his aesthetic. The amount of attention he was receiving from the opposite sex, and even some from the same was certainly not something he was used to. But given the fact that he was reasonably attractive it would be something he would have to get used to in time. Certainly not something he was going to complain about given the fact that he did indeed bring this upon himself.

The tattoo on his left arm on the other hand, that was something that was a little more of an urgent matter in his mind. It used to be smaller, much smaller. Perhaps it was just a sign of his magic prowess as a god slayer growing more and more with each passing day. Though his notes on his own magic were as cryptic as the source he got them from, so in all honesty it was hard to tell. Though once he was done is Astera it might be a good idea to go check out more writings on the subject, though those plans would have to wait for the time being. Not was a time for relaxation and enjoyment, not for PTSD episodes and travel plans.

"Separate the men from the boys huh, given my body, and well everything else. I don't really need help in that department. I haven't been mistaken for a boy in, oh god how many years has it been. Probably eight to be completely honest." He said with a chuckle as he flexed the his muscles all around, to give the passersby a nice little show. There was no real harm in it. Besides he needed to gain some of his confidence back. Though it was rather odd that he had confidence issues. He was well aware that, that wasn't how it worked, just because someone looked like a million jewels didn't mean they felt like it. Even now his lack of self confidence was telling him to change. He would not, because for one, he made a promise to his companion that he too would take part in this little outing, and it wasn't very fair for him back out.

"Also this may sound like a strange request, well two of them to be exact. One, could ya not call me Mister, it makes me feel old." He said with a chuckle, He didn't truly enjoy feeling old, considering the only thing he could pride himself on his opinion was his youthful appearance. Though it wasn't his only redeeming trait, though it did truly feel like it was sometimes. This next request something he was a little scared to ask, though it was weird that he was truly afraid of anything. Given his upbringing as well as extensive history of doing things that weren't so safe. Though he felt as though he needed to swallow his fear and just spit it out. "As weird as this may sound, would be okay if we got a picture together, to ya know commemorate this trip."



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The Mark [Sofia] - Page 2 Empty on Mon Jul 08, 2019 1:17 pm

Sofia Serena





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“Well with hair looking that white, you probably could be mistaken for an old man, MISTER Manzo~” Smirking at the request of her guild mate and being rather cheeky in her response, though Sofia had largely been calling him by such a formal term to be cute, as he requested her to discontinue this she made sure to tease him just a little about it before she dropped the issue. Usually the type who loved  little bit of banter between companions, this playful impudence was in many ways a sign she was starting to accept the man before her, such was the ways of a professional wise guy, or gal in her case.

“A picture, huh?” Tilting her head at the second request of the man next to her, the brow of the blue tightened up just a little bit as she considered the matter for a second or two and discovering that she was somewhat torn on the issue. Happy to flaunt her form in person but the matter of a ‘record’ seeming to complicate the issue, it wasn’t really the fault of the fellow she was with that the foreign fox felt such reluctance to comply, and in a way actually found the idea of a tasty little photo quite exciting really.

It sounds fun to pose for a saucy snap, but… Too much attention might be a bad thing? Usually the type who dove into such silliness with both feet forward and a smile on her face, because of her need for discretion and to a degree disguise, the dishy dame couldn’t help but feel a little reluctant to fulfil this ask. Remembering how new she was to the ‘old man’ here and perhaps feeling less trusting of him than he perhaps deserved, a woman who was on the run couldn’t really afford to maintain too high a visual profile, and it would have only taken the wrong person spying such a provocative image to get the ‘dogs’ from back home on her trail. However, Miss Serena wasn’t entirely against the idea either.

“Well, it might disappoint some wicked intents you have for your snap but this bikini is for my ladies eyes first and foremost, so I can’t let you have a snap of it just yet…” Sighing softly as she concocted a nice little excuse to downplay her own role in such a photo and make it a little less ‘brag worthy’, with a little hum and a hand on her hip Sofia opted for a compromise that she hoped would be enough to appease Mr Mattori whilst also helping to preserve her anonymity as well.

“However, if you let me slip back into my dress, we can grab something to commemorate the event if you want?” Often sharpest in her mind when she was in a pinch or looking to perform a prank, though she did feel as if she didn’t want to disappoint someone who had proven such a good and fun helper, the sapphire siren knew she couldn’t let him have too candid a snap of her simply for the sake of her own liberty. After all, she had been rather lucky so far that no one had recognised the Princess of Valerica so far in her journey…



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The Mark [Sofia] - Page 2 Empty on Tue Jul 09, 2019 1:18 am

Manzo





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Well she did have a point there, the white hair on his head did make him look a tad bit older than he actually was. Curse his recessive genes. He didn't really bare a striking a resemblance to anyone in his family. His disguise was the form he always wanted, to look like he belonged, to fit in. As a child before the war he was constantly picked on for his hair. Many times he would try to dye it black using the mud, as children do because they don't know any better. Though his mother always told him that hair is what made him special, what made him unique, and as all mothers do, she made him feel better about his hair, though he still didn't love it. His siblings did their part as well, not wanting their baby brother to feel like a freak, though he would always feel like one. They all had black hair, dark eyes, and natural skin tone for their people. While he had pinkish tones to his skin, red eyes now, but formerly green. Though it always came back to the hair. Often times he thought he had been adopted and wasn't truly a member of their family. A bastard through and through, if wasn't it then he surely was now. A man with no country, no family, and no real friends to speak of.

It was odd, he was never alone, yet alone all the time. His mind went back to something his father had told him. "Don't let the days go by with the feeling of emptiness." While he tried to hold onto that throughout the isolation, it was still so difficult, so painful to endure. He thought about where they were very often, upon his escape from the lords command, he had gone back to his childhood home, only to find it burnt down. A part of him had also burned away on that day. Don't let the days go by with emptiness he kept telling himself, but it was like he was gutted with a knife from end to end. As if all of him spewed out and there was nothing left, nothing left to hold onto, not an identity, not a name, not a hope, not a dream, it was as if he was this ghost. A ghost of who he used to be, As he would walk the streets, people would smile, wave and laugh. But as damaged and broken that he was on the inside, he learned to wear a mask. A mask that made it look like he was mentally well enough to keep people from coming too close.

In these few moments with Sofia, he remembered the young man he used to be, he remembered his heart, how bright it used shine. Now it was entangled in loneliness, the emptiness of what was done. He was not what he was then, nor would he ever be able to truly return to it, but in moments like this, it was as if a small light was shining through the windows of his proverbial road, illuminating the way forward. He chuckled to himself, if only she could hear the things going through his mind, if she knew the inner darkness he harbored just to be able to feel anything at all. She would probably run as far as she could from him. He wouldn't blame her, but for now he would just enjoy the time with someone new that he had. There was no way of truly knowing when he would get the chance again. If he actually followed through with his promise of returning home, he might have the chance to try and piece himself back together within the safety of his long forgotten home, among-st those who have probably all but forgotten him by now. That was an excuse to not go back, he knew that, and he knew that it wasn't a very good one.

He was a tad bit embarrassed by the statement she made about the photo he had asked for. The whole truth of it was, it was for his journal about his travels, a sort of scrap book to commemorate his trips. She would be the first person aside from himself that would be displayed in it. He did regret not getting one with Alisa the last time the two of them were together, but she valued her privacy above all things, and while they were close, he didn't feel like it would be something she'd want to take part in. He wasn't sure why he felt that way. It could just be due to the fact that so much time has passed them by that it would feel awkward to ask her to do such a thing. Maybe next time if there was one of those, he would muster up the courage. Sofia was a bit different, she made him feel comfortable enough to ask such a thing. "Sorry, I should have been a bit clearer about the nature of the photo. I don't usually ask for things like this. A guy asking a attractive girl for a photo together can be taken in many different ways given the situation." He tugged on his ear and let out a semi nervous chuckle, hoping he hadn't made himself out to be creepy in the process.

"I have a thing I do in every town I visit. I always get a picture for my travel journal, as a keep sake from every town. Though this photo will be the first one that isn't just of me a local tourist attraction, or a nice landscape. It's funny how things can get lost in translation when the not talking to yourself anymore." He let out a chuckle, though it was sadly true that most of the conversations he had were with himself. He didn't think anything of it, but people on the streets would give him a weird side eye because of it. Not that he knew that for sure, he often had tunnel vision, he just assumed that they did that. Most normal people would, unless talking to yourself was normal, if it wasn't it absolutely should be. He had some of the best conversations with himself, never had any disagreements or shouting matches, well not out load. If he did that, he'd be thrown into the nearest sanitarium and had the key thrown away on him.

"Anyway, back on subject, I have no issue with the photo being of us in our normal attire, I couldn't put one of us currently into a frame, that would be in poor taste. Besides that your'e not some trophy, you're a living breathing human being, you just happen to be cute." While most men would say that with hopes of getting somewhere, he actually meant it.


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The Mark [Sofia] - Page 2 Empty on Tue Jul 09, 2019 11:49 am

Sofia Serena





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Back to normal~ Humming as she smoothed out the blouse that she had slipped back into and staring at herself in the mirror of the changing room once more, Sofia had slid her white and black combo on over the top of the bikini that she had been flaunting earlier to save time while stowing her underwear in one of the bags her item had come in, but that did not diminish her visual appeal or enjoyment of it at all. Smirking as she checked out her appearance in something that was a little on the modest side for her usual wardrobe choices, though the simple dress she wore was not quite as flirtatious or revealing as the seaside number beneath it, it had a certain charm all its own.

But no less appealing, I’d say~ Sometimes ‘good girl’ clothes just as seductive as anything salaciously orientated, though there was perhaps some irony in her looking a little bit wholesome when she behaved anything but, Miss Serena purred as she imagined herself in some innocent little lady act. It wouldn’t have been the first time she had pulled that one, for certain.

Oh, one more thing… Purring as she purveyed her own shape and then realizing that one of the little ‘grabs’ that she had made from this seaside store would really help to sell her ‘disguise’, as it were, after fishing through a couple of bags the blue beauty plucked something that was sure to increase her chances of anonymity, and make her look at least seventeen percent cooler as well.
Nothing like sunglasses to hide one’s ‘true form’, is there Charles? Opening up a pair of stylish sunglasses and sliding them over her gaze as she looked at herself in the mirror, as she did so, Sofia remembered a certain character from a story she had read who did the same to preserve their own ‘secret identity’.

“Oh Mr Director, I’m ready for my close up~” Not exactly looking to hide herself as she went through a rather complicated path of revenge as the boy from her novel but the resemblance she felt to the son of a murdered visionary amusing her all the same, with her look ‘complete’ the sapphire scooped up her bags of belongings and swung the curtain to one side as she stepped free of the changing area in as flamboyant a fashion as she could manage. Unsure of how Manzo was getting on but on the whole boys faster at getting themselves ready for things more quickly than girls, that expectation guided her to call out as she stepped into the shop once more, feeling excited at the chance to have her beauty captured even if it was in such a subdued fashion…


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The Mark [Sofia] - Page 2 Empty on Thu Jul 11, 2019 6:11 am

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whilst Sofia was changing back into her clothes, Manzo took a look around for some new clothes of his own. It had been a long time since had actually bought something for himself, and it was high time he did so. Though he wasn't entirely sure of what he would pick for himself. Board shorts, tank tops, none of them really fit Manzo's style of fashion, which was primarily street wear when he wasn't wearing his traditional Joyan garb. Just as he was about to give up hope. He spotted something interesting. A sweat shirt with a traditional joyan phrase on it. A black and white baseball jersey like shirt with the phrase Oppai on it. This made Manzo chuckle just a bit. He knew what it meant, though he wondered if anyone in this shoppe did. Now that he found his top of choice, it was time to find something else to go along with it.

He had found a pair of what looked to be black cargo shorts, which was something he could see himself in. That sealed it for him, the outfit was complete, except for shoes. In a place like this he didn't think he'd find anything he truly enjoyed, thought much to his surprise he found something interesting. A very simple pair of black slip on shoes, nothing flashy, but they looked very comfortable and that's the only thing Manzo looked for in a pair of shoes. He quickly grabbed those three items and dashed to the changing room, not wanting to keep Sofia waiting for him too long. That would be rather rude, and could serve as a momentum killer for sure.

As he put on his clothes, he rather liked his appearance in them. Feeling as though this look was a nice contrast to his eyes and hair. Not to mention the phrase written across his chest made him chuckle, as if he were a child in Joya again. It made him feel young, about as young as he assumed his companion to be. He stepped out of the changing room now that he had on his clothes, and suddenly his companion came busting out of her changing area like a lit fire cracker. Mr directer, that made Manzo feel like this photo may also mean something to her, outside of being kind enough to give him such a thing.

"Alright Sofi, shall we get going?" He asked, though now it was on him to find a good place for a photo op, maybe the beach would be a good place to do some. Or perhaps in front of one of the tourist attractions that the city was known for. Though considering he was asking her to go out of her way to do this for him, maybe he should let her pick.


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The Mark [Sofia] - Page 2 Empty on Thu Jul 11, 2019 4:43 pm

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“Going for a hip new look, hm~?” Almost failing to recognise her new friend when he had returned to her given the change of garb that he had appeared in, the fresh threads seemed to carry an entirely different kind of ‘vibe’ on Mr Mattori, but it was one that Sofia didn’t entirely dislike.
“Heeeheeeheeheehee… Well, at the very least you look about ten years younger in those sorts of things~” Wondering quietly if this change of his image was something to do with the teasing that she had given him earlier, the sapphire siren titled her head as she admired the new outfit of her fellow Pegasi and noted how down to earth it made him seem, especially when compared to the stuffy set of robes that he had been wearing before.

“So, picture time, huh?” Humming softly as she focused a little more on the last little task that they would share today, given it was his idea or rather ‘custom’ after all, with her bags in hand and a slight pout present on her lips Miss Serena deferred to her companion as to how they should have proceeded from this point.
“You have a spot in mind for it?” Certainly having spied more than a few sweet little places in the town of Astera thus far, with the fact that Manzo had gone out of his way to request this little moment with her, the mermaid had to assume that he had a place in mind for them to get their camera action on. Happy wherever really and hoping she would find her pretty, if somewhat concealed, image reflected in her surroundings, the teen waited to see what her partner had to say as she lingered near the changing rooms, perhaps feeling a little bit anxious to get back to her beloved now that she had her outfit picked out…


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The Mark [Sofia] - Page 2 Empty on Fri Jul 12, 2019 7:19 pm

Manzo





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"I don't know about hip, I just thought I'd look nice in it. What do you think, it doesn't make look funny does it?" He was genuinely curious as to what she thought of his new look for the day. He thought it was a tad bit more appropriate than going through town with his usual get up on. He thought it was a nice change of pace but he was genuinely curious as to what his companion thought. This was an entirely new look for him after all, he hadn't bought clothes for himself in such a long time. Sofia seemed like the kind of person who would be straight with him on such matters.

The two made their way out of the store and back onto the main streets. She raised a valid question, where was a good place to do this at. He wanted to do something unique with this photo, something that he would remember even if he couldn't see the photo while he was away from it. It was hard to think of something though. Then it hit him, the place where they met. It was cliche but it also felt right to him, hopefully she wouldn't mind.

"Well, how about the place where we first met. I know that's probably a really cheesy thing, but I think it'd be nice. Not to mention we can flip a coin for good luck in the fountain." He said with a smile. He wasn't sure of how much she knew about joyan traditions. But every time a Joyan passed a fountain it was common place for them to flip a coin into it. He figured he could use as much luck as he could get, and maybe she could use some of it as well. Never hurt to have lady luck on your side.


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The Mark [Sofia] - Page 2 Empty on Mon Jul 15, 2019 2:35 pm

Sofia Serena





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“It’s an adjustment, but not a bad one~” The corners of Sofia’s mouth curling upward just a little bit as the man before her showed a hint of doubt with his choice, it was cute to see someone with such a rugged image seeming just a little hit vulnerable and unsure of themselves, humanizing even. Certainly happy to offer the bit of reassurance that he needed with the image change, given the little bit of advice that she had shared earlier on the foreign femme was happy to see this as a sign that her new friend was ‘flourishing’ a bit, hoping that the effort would last.

“I’d say if it reflects the ‘you’ you want to be, then it’s perfect~” It easy to slip into old habits but the idea of someone she had met and liked wallowing in their woes and hiding their true self away something that the sapphire siren simply not tolerating, with any luck Manzo would continue to grow and bloom from this point on, and if he needed another little nudge then hopefully the connection they shared through the common guild affiliation would be enough to allow her to provide it. While games were all fun and good, though it might have sounded corny to admit aloud, the time that Miss Serena had spent with Alisa of late especially led her to believe that ultimately being true to one’s self and your feelings was the best way to live.

“Oh, the fountain does sound a lovely spot~” Purring softly at the choice her companion made as to their next and likely final stop on the tour that they had taken together, in her wanderings around the town known as Astera since arriving here, Sofia had to admit that it was one of the most appealing she had found so far.
“It was good it didn’t get too badly damaged in the attack?” That ornate and beautiful piece something that seemed to have such a lovely visual vibe, it was worth checking out the site again on the off chance she might bring her beloved here in future for some fun and frolicking. The White Empress did have such a good eye for shapes, after all…


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The Mark [Sofia] - Page 2 Empty on Tue Jul 16, 2019 7:45 am

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What exactly was the real you he wanted to portray. Those words were not entirely something he understood. Then again, maybe that's why she said it. To get him to think about what it was he wanted to portray to the world. The old him was like the rough draft, the new him could in writers terms be the rewrite he desperately needed. Often times it was hard to understand the concept of changing ones self, especially in his case, it wasn't so much a new change, but going back to the old ways. I guess it all went back to the old adage that new wasn't always better.

"I share those sentiments, demons don't tend to have respect for public property these days, no matter how breath taking the architecture is." He said with a chuckle as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a pack of clove cigarettes, basically miniature cigars. He put one up to his lips, pulling a lighter out of his other pocket and lightning it. He took a drag before exhaling smoke out of his nostrils. While he knew smoking was considered a dirty habit, it helped take the edge off and relaxed him. Not like he would listen to anyone telling him to quit.

"I'm just glad the city seems to have gone back to a sense of normalcy. Funny, I'm more worried about the people than the fact I still technically have a healing stab wound from that attack. But this body of mine takes a licking and keeps on kicking it seems." He said with a chuckle as he reached for his bag. Which he just realized he had left at his apartment in the city. How embarrassing was this, he made such a big deal about the photo and yet he forgot to bring his camera bag. Maybe he could find someone around who would loan him theirs, hopefully it was a point and shoot with an auto developer.

"Well this is kind of embarrassing, I forgot my camera back at my place." he said as he rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. He quickly surveyed the area seeing if there was anyone with a camera that matched his own or even close to it. But unfortunately there was no luck to be found. "I'm so sorry about this, I won't ask you to come with me, but if you could wait here, I don't live too far away and I can grab my camera and we can do this photo." He hoped that he wouldn't be inconveniencing her too much with such a request.


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The Mark [Sofia] - Page 2 Empty on Wed Jul 17, 2019 6:53 am

Sofia Serena





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“Oooof, good job I didn’t get you involved in anything too strenuous, hm~?” Surprised to hear about the severity of the injuries that her companion was currently dealing with, given what most of the mages in town had been through it wasn’t unexpected to hear that people were still nursing injuries, but a stab wound to be struggling with seemed like something else.
“I’d have hated to have gotten a little rough and popped those stitches or something~” A pang of guilt throbbing through her body as she realized what Manzo had been dealing with, Miss Serena felt little bit bad for not noting the hurt he was carrying, but played it off with a gentle bit of humour since he wasn’t making a big deal of the issue.

“Oh~? You sure you should be leaving me all by my lonesome?” That not the only shock she would receive either, though she continued her humour and pouted playfully as her ‘partner’ announced he would need to duck away to grab what he needed to take the picture he coveted, Sofia couldn’t help but think it was a little bit strange that he would request such a thing without checking he had the item that he needed to do so.
“Perhaps someone might wish to make a move on me while I’m all lonely~?” Not really calling her companion out for this confounding change of pace but certainly exploiting the opportunity to tease him, she lifted her arm up in front of her and batted her lashes in a joking display of vulnerability before giggling and making her way toward the target that they aimed for.

“Though I suppose I can make my way to the centre square and linger a while, grab an ice cream or a milk shake…” It certainly making the event a little bit more of a chore if she had to wait on her new friend to go and collect his camera but at the same time the girl feeling that she owed Manzo at least a little patience for his help today, after spinning around to look back at him she smiled and gave a gentle wave to the boy, but quickly followed it up with a warning.
“But if you stand me up, I’ll make sure you regret it~” Certainly not the sort of girl who much appreciated hanging about waiting on the whims of a man, though they had fostered a nice fledgling bond she could certainly expect herself feeling rather irritated if this was some ruse to ‘ditch’ her company, and made sure that her partner knew that as well. With words as sweet as honey, of course…



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"I promise I'll be back as soon as possible! Don't go anywhere!" He said as he began to run in the opposite direction of his companion. Hopefully she would wait for him. Though he couldn't blame her if she did indeed call it a day on him, he was basically asking her to go out of her way for him, though he was sure if it was a big deal she wouldn't have offered to wait for him. That was all that was truly keeping him sane at this point.

As he was straining to make it back to his place, he felt something warm and wet on himself. That could truly only mean one thing, he had pulled the stitches out. It was time to go against doctors orders this time around. He lifted up his shirt, a little bit of blood on it. He placed his hand over the wound and focused lightning magic into it, cauterizing the wound, that would leave a nasty scar, but it was better than it reopening again.

Then it hit him, he could materialize clothes out of thin air, he could close wounds, he could calm people down by dispelling neurons in their brains. Who was to say he couldn't materialize a photo out of thin air with his magic ability. Maybe he should try it with something random around here. Like a photo of a tree, he turned his gaze to one of the many planted trees on the road toward his apartment. He snapped his fingers, and low and behold there it was floating in the air, he quickly snatched it from the air and looked at it. It seemed his experiment had worked, which meant he could double back without taking up anymore of her time.

He quickly ran back to the square, thankfully only a few minutes had passed so there shouldn't be too big a chance that she had left him. He quickly looked around for her, spotting her blue hair by an ice cream stand. "Good news, I'm a dumb ass and I can use magic to take photos. What is my life." He said with a laugh while rubbing the back of his head embarrassed.


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“Heeheehee, geez Manzo, you’re such a ditz~” Tilting her head as she found the companion that she expected to see back at the fountain bounding back toward her, as the white haired warrior revealed the reasoning behind his return, Sofia couldn’t help but giggle.  Certain leaving himself wide open for a little spot of teasing, Mr Mattori was certainly and rather suddenly behaving like the dizziest of blondes, which left his guild mate rather puzzled.

“Is that white hair masking blonde, or were you that flustered to see me in that tiny black number, hm~?” Up to this point the man seeming like the cool type, even when he had ‘warmed things up’ before they had entered the shop, it was odd to see him so flustered but also cute in a way. Perhaps him having played up that cool and collected vibe as part of his façade and the real Manzo beneath it a bit more scatter brained and sweet, though it amused her to share a little banter with a future workmate, the sapphire siren hoped her friend did not mind the playful jabs that she gave him too much.

“Come on then, I better show you where that fountain is before you forget that too~” In one way or another her spirits lifted even higher by the odd behaviour that was shown by this seemingly forgetful fellow, Miss Serena moved toward her flaky new friend with a smirk and wrapped her arm around his, much in the fashion a lady would when accompanying a gentleman friend. Enjoying the chance to feel a little bit superior in this odd way, given how confident and capable Alisa was she had few opportunities to dote on her partner in a fashion like she did now, and relished that chance to act with a hint of tenderness and maybe even some protectiveness. After all, while it was not an often observed fact, the foreign fox liked to take care of the people who endeared herself to her, even if her methods tended to be subtle and rather playful in practice.

“Picture magic though…? That sounds pretty handy, you’ll have to show me how it works sometime~” Certainly finding herself to be rather intrigued by the manner of magic that Mr Mattori mentioned to her, as they set off together toward the square once more, Sofia couldn’t help but hum and inquire about it. Mastering her own water magic and knowledgeable of the crafts that were more for practical, everyday use, she couldn’t help but wonder if she could perfect the same art that her guild mate possessed and snap a few choice moments in her future adventures with it…


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"Oh it's honestly quite simple, all I have to do is think of what I want to capture and then channel my magic into it. Though I suppose scientifically it is rather complex. What with linking all the electrons together on the molecular level. It's actually quite fascinating." He said, then realized how much of a nerd he sounded like. A slight blush came over his face his face as he rubbed the back of his head and looked away. What was he doing talking about such things with a buxom beauty such as Sofia on his arm, even if it was in a friendly manner. He would try save some face but it would probably be too late for such a thing.

"Well I do suppose I could try to teach you how to do, it isn't too hard, especially if there is something you'd like to capture. It does go purely off of emotion, at least from what I've seen." He said with a slight change in tone of his voice, less matter of fact and know it all to be clear. He didn't really let on to anyone how book smart he was, though reading was one of his favorite pass times. The less people knew about that the better, he did have to keep up some form of appearances, luckily Sofia hadn't seen his apartment, it was basically a library with a bar.

He was honestly quite flustered by her little black number, but he didn't want to give her too much ammo considering she was not his to see in such a thing twice. He did envy Alisa, he didn't have to wonder how Alisa had managed to land a woman such as Sofia. Alisa was quite the sophisticated woman, she had all the qualities someone would look for. Maybe if he spent more time with Alisa he would be able to actually learn something from her, then again, you can't learn a great figure as well voluptuous breasts. So in all honesty, he was probably just screwed.

As they made their way to the fountain it was quite bitter sweet, he had very much enjoyed his time with Sofia. It was nice to be able to enjoy another's company, it was not easy for him to do. It seemed all his life he had been doing for others, not really spending any real quality time with him. Maybe it was time to actually set out to find some real friends in this life. He had began to see Sofia as one of his true friends, even if it was during such a short time together. He did hope there would be more people Sofia in this world, but something told him Sofia was one of a kind.


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Electrons? The brow of the blue beauty arching as she found her new friend getting far more ‘technical’ in his assessment than she had expected him to, while she was a rather well educated girl given the prim and proper instruction one might expect of a princess, this level of description tested even Miss Serena’s recollections of her scientific lessons. Certainly far more interested all things magical and even then often finding herself daydreaming about exciting adventures or pretty girls or the two of them put together when she was being tutored, while the sapphire siren had a sharp mind she couldn’t help but feel a little like some of this was going rather high above her head, even if she wouldn’t wholly let onto that fact.

“Oh yes, sounds very simple~” Smirking as she continued on to the square and tilting her head with a wry expression as she dryly confirmed the assessment that Mr Mattori had given his camera craft, though she wasn’t sure she understood all the aspects of the principle on a truly technical level, that did little to dissuade her curiosity or quiet exitement.
“So is it something you developed yourself? I don’t remember seeing this kind of magic in spell books or stores very often?” Certainly however he did the deed the result rather useful and the practice seeming rather rare in her eyes, while she had picked up the odd bit of practical spellcasting here and there from various resources Sofia was definitely interested in how he came across it, especially if it was ‘home grown’.

“Perhaps I might have quite by chance stumbled across a spell crafting genius, hm~?” The foreign fox finding that she was most definitely impressed by the idea of what Manzo could do even if she hadn’t had the chance to see it in ‘action’ just yet, though she wanted to compliment him for his expertise, for one reason or another Miss Serena couldn’t help but do so in a rather playful manner. Though something told her that this relaxed young man wouldn’t mind all that much, especially with how she clung to his arm so flirtatiously…


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"Well what you need to do is visualize the image you want, its easier with something you care about, or has deep emotional value. For example." He then snapped his fingers, an image of what he remembered his mother to look like from his childhood popped into his hand. He handed it to her to show her what it was. While it was true that you couldn't buy this spell in any shoppe it was important for others to know how they could do something like this themselves. He wasn't entirely sure what exactly it was about his magic that made him able to do it, but given all his travels he wasn't spending time for nothing.

"Well I do have a few other tricks up my sleeve, I keep the spells I make written down, I could always mail them to you. Well not the originals mind you, those are just for me." He said with a smirk. He transitioned his arm from her grip to placing it around her waist as they walked, not wanting anything to separate them as they made their way back to the fountain. He had hoped she would not mind how he was touching her, he didn't mean anything weird by doing so, he just felt like being the one who clung to her instead of the other way around for the moment.

"Oh I forgot, I have something for you." He said with a friendly tone as he snapped his fingers once more. What he had in his hand would be sure to bring the siren some joy, thought he wasn't sure. What he handed to her was an old photo from Manzo's memory. One of he and Alisa back when they were young. It was one of the first and last times Alisa and Manzo would be together at the guild. He knew how much Alisa meant to her, and he figured an old photo of her would be the perfect gift, seeing as how Alisa wasn't one to keep such things around. Though he couldn't imagine why, Alisa had always been photogenic, though it truly didn't matter. "I hope you take good care of this." He said as he pulled another clove cigarette from his pocket, snapping his fingers to light it like he had before.


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“Oh~? Sounds like you designed it to be a very sweet spell~” Giggling as she heard her new friend explaining how his spell worked and the sweet little details behind getting the best results, Miss Serena couldn’t help but purr as she found that little touch so very charming, whether it was intentional or not.
Perhaps he’s more of a romantic than I had guessed? Feeling that she might have just been given a fine little ‘window’ into the mind of Manzo thanks to how he had designed his special spell, the sapphire siren couldn’t help but let her gaze linger on the face of the odd but endearing man as she moved along, getting close to the fountain by this point but actually enjoying her conversation so much that she couldn’t help but slow her pace a little so as to prolong her fun a little while longer.

“Other tricks, hm~?” The man nearby certainly giving her plenty of fuel to help the foreign fox in that endeavour as well, though this time it was perhaps a better reflection of the manner in which her own mind tended to work, our mischievous minx couldn’t help but giggle all the more as she found herself pushed in a particularly spicy direction by his further revelations.

“Like a naughty version that happens to ‘forget’ the clothing of the girls you take a picture of, you wicked boy?” Grinning as she teased the man next to her playfully about the ‘tricks’ that he mentioned without a single ounce of suspicion behind her comment, though what she suggested would be a rather convenient use of a picture spell if one could achieve it, Sofia did not seriously believe for a second that Mr Mattori would deploy it. Sweet in his way and carrying a certain sense of sincerity, though she had known him less than an hour the blue beauty couldn’t help but feel a sense of trust for this somewhat quiet and curious but on the whole dependable fellow and that only grew as he offered her something she never thought she might see.

“Oh~?” Certainly curious about whatever the lad had to offer and only half expecting some delicious visual debaucheries as Manzo offered her gift, with a curious and slightly smug smile on her face Miss Serena looked toward what was offered, and found that she was to be disappointed so delightfully. Any hint of the mischief that the mermaid usually carried melting the moment that she saw what was presented before her, though it took her a moment to recognise the people in the picture, once she did the girls expression became far more sincere and far sweeter really.

“This is…” Offered an image of her beloved from what looked to be long before she knew her, when Alisa was probably years younger than she was now, the Valerican vixen felt her eyes begin to sting and water as the brightest smile she had shone with today spread over her face.
“Wow. I’ve always wanted to see what she looked like, when she was younger…” Tears forming in the corners of the teenage temptress’ brilliant blue gaze, she found her emotions getting the better of her as she stared at a somewhat sullen soul that she knew so quickly was her lover, and cherished the chance to see this more than anything she had ever held before.

“This is an amazing gift. Thank you, so, so much…” Pulling the picture that she had been given into her chest and over her heart as it became an instant treasure to her, though she still carried no shortage of bliss born wetness upon her cheeks, Sofia couldn’t help but lunge forward as she offered something in return for the gift she had received. Leaving the sweetest kiss on Manzo’s cheek that she could but even this seeming to pale by comparison to what she was offered, in truth the girl was rather overwhelmed right now, and also happier than she had been all day as well…


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"Just in case you ever wondered if she'd always been such a looker." He said with a chuckle before receiving a kiss to his cheek. While unexpected it was not unappreciated. He felt the two of them deserved each other, while Alisa could have ended up with anyone, he was glad that his old friend had ended up with this girl. They seemed to be quite the match, even if his only experience with Sofia was this moment.

"Think nothing of it, you deserve to have such a keepsake. Besides having it in my brain wasn't doing me any real good." He said with a slight grin, While true that his old memories were nothing but memories at this point, he was glad something from his not so great past could serve as a bright spot for her. That was enough of a reward for him truthfully.

"Though back to your point, I could do naughty things with this spell, but without even seeing the person naked it would be kinda pointless. I like to go off of fact." He said as he put his arm around her waist again and head back into the direction of the fountain. "I promise not to start popping naked photos of you out of thin air, well at least not without your permission." He said with a laugh as he blew a cloud of smoke from his cigarette in the opposite direction of the two of them, not wanting to ruin the lovely smell of Sofia's natural scent.

As the two finally came up to the fountain, finally reaching their destination, it was bitter sweet for him. He had enjoyed his time so much and didn't want it to end, though he knew such things were only natural. "Well this is our last stop, you read to take this photo?" He said with a half hearted smile, hoping that Sofia wouldn't notice it, he didn't want to seem like the clingy type of person, especially given how new their friendship was.


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“So it’s like a memory imaging type spell?” Easing out of the little clinch and kiss that she had offered to her new friend and then lifting her index finger to her jaw as he explained a little bit more about how his little spell worked, Sofia’s free hand gripped the precious picture that she had been given before stowing it away in a safe spot for later enjoyment as she digested the details, all while gently stroking her chin with a single dainty digit.
“So if you pull this out, will you forget it?” The mechanics of the magic rather interesting, given the fact that he seemed to be plucking the images from the album that was his recollection, the sapphire siren couldn’t help but wonder if creating the picture was more like a copy or complete removal.

“Ahahahaha, looks like you’ll have to rely on your imagination for that kind of sultry spice~” Certainly seeing quite a range of fun little applications for the ability to summon imagery based on what one could create in their mind, though it seemed that Manzo was worried about the accuracy of photo’s born from pure fantasy, Miss Serena found that the concept was quite amusing even with this limitation.
“Although, I’m sure what I was wearing earlier might just help to fuel those fantasies, hm?” Certainly curious about learning it simply so that she might manage to conjure up a few teasing little snaps of her luscious lover and herself to tantalize one another, though she did not understand all the specifics of the operation it certainly seemed like a worthwhile endeavour to pursue.

“Ah, yes, here we are…” Finally arriving at the grand fountain in the lovely centre square of Astera but so distracted by her topic that she hardly realized it, as they reached what was to be their final destination, Sofia couldn’t help but feel a hint of disappointment for a moment or two. Enjoying her time with the stranger she had found in this very place none too long ago more than she had ever expected that she would, what started out as a playful little ploy for attention had seemed to blossom into a bond that would hopefully be the sort of thing they could build upon for the future, however, for the time being it seemed that their time was nearly up.

“Let’s get some great pictures then~” Certainly happy to indulge the company of the slightly shy but none the less entertaining other member of her guild for a time but also knowing she was keen to reunite with her lady love, god only knows what the White Empress was getting up to in the privacy of a hot spring bath and while the Valerican vixen had no objection to Miss Vollan getting frisky with someone else, it would have been a shame to miss out on all the fun that her fellow femme might be creating. However, not particularly rushed by the idea and happy to saunter over and find the nicest view of the fountain and even grab a few choice ‘moments’ with the man before she departed, Sofia hummed gently as she waited for the ‘magic’ to happen, hoping to get a good look at the spell they had been talking about for some time now in action…


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"For all you know, I already have a few photos of you already." He said with a teasing chuckle. Though truthfully speaking that wasn't true, but he really did want to see the look on her face when he said such. Knowing how she was she'd probably have taken it as complement. Though he had given it some serious thought, keeping photos of her that is, though not without her permission, that would be fifteen different kinds of not okay in his mind.

Manzo motioned her to sit down on the fountain, as he sat beside her, putting his arm around her shoulder. He gave her a quick smile and then proceeded to smile at nothing, whilst snapping his fingers, the first photo appearing out of thin air, as like others did. If she had a keen eye she would have noticed a shimmer of electrons around his fingers as well in the air where the photo popped out from. "I have an interesting question for you." He said as he got up from his seat turning to her with a smile.

"Is there any poses you'd like to be in, in case you wanted to keep any of these for yourself?" He said his smile still on his face. He really did want her input, because the basic poses were all well and good but he wanted unique ones, memories that would stand out in his mind, allowing him to be able to fully use the magic to its full extent. That way he could truly test it to it's full extent as well as show her just how intricate it truly was.


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“Poses~? Just what kind of naughty positions are you aiming on getting me~?” Grinning at the choice of words that her fellow Pegasus made and exploiting it as she was so often accustomed, maybe it was because of her sense of mischief or simply to send him away with a nice little mental snap, Miss Serena couldn’t help but do something a little bit racy. Placing her hands on the edge of the fountain once she had reached it and bending over with her pert little backside lifted up behind her and aimed straight at Manzo, as her hair fell over her shoulders and frames her face she couldn’t help but fail to resist the urge to give a smouldering stare toward the man over the edge of the sunglasses she wore, her lips pursed into a perfect pout as she did so.

“Hopefully that’s a nice little reminder of our time, hm~?” Snickering after a moment and then flicking her hair as she straightened herself up, after biting her lip the blue beauty smiled and sauntered over to her companion to bring him a little nearer to her, draping her arm around his shoulders in a dainty but firm fashion and then leading the white haired fellow to stand next to her.
“Do we say cheese?” Smiling and actually enjoying the process of taking these little mental snaps even if she did not fully understand how they would work, with a broad grin on her face the beauty poked her sunglasses back up and then held her arm aloft, as she pressed her cheek into that of her friends and felt her heart racing with excitement.

“CHEEEEEEESE!” Not even sure if her position was right for what was going on but using her hand like she was holding a camera to try and gauge the angle so they could get the fountain in too, Sofia hung her light frame off the firm body of the boy next to her as she made a little click in her mind to try and mimic the process of taking a picture. However, she wasn’t done just yet.

“And then a saucy one to show off~” Impulsive and certainly knowing that Alisa wouldn’t mind too much if she did something playful in a circumstance like this, after tossing a teasing little comment toward Manzo she used her hand to turn his head and then moved her own as well as she dove for her lips. Giddy in the moment and perhaps showing off as she trapped his lower lip within her own and gave it a wanting suckle, after a moment of elation at managing to ‘snare’ him in her wicked design the girl let out a little groaning sigh and leaned a little deeper into the kiss, letting loose just a little bit of the ‘tension’ she had felt building up between them today as well as giving him a real treat to savour as well…



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What a saucy little minx the siren was, Manzo couldn't help but chuckle to himself as she threw out such a pose over the fountain. The siren had proved to be one of his favorite people in a very short amount of time. In response to her pose he made a clicking noise with his tongue, signifying that he had mentally captured the image she had wanted to portray to him. As he was led to be closer to her for the next pose he couldn't help but have a smile painted on his face, she was clearly enjoying herself which made this whole thing a lot more fun for him as well.

"We can say cheese or whatever it is you want to say." He said with a grin as they posed for their next photo together. The white haired one could not get enough of her little poses and quirks, she was unlike any woman he had ever known and for that he was grateful. The siren was a real pallet cleanser in comparison to the people had met up to this point. Though he didn't know that she intended to fully cleanse his pallet with her next move.

He felt her warm breath on his lips, followed by her pillow like lips, the suckle was a nice touch. It had been some time since he had been kissed, and especially with the finesse of which she was going about it. Though he refused to be out done, feeling the need to show off his own skill in this regard. He returned her deep passion with his own, placing his hand on her lower back. Breaking the kiss for a moment. "I have my memory, now I'll give you yours." He said before leaning back in. Pressing his lips back to hers, parting her lips with his tongue, the two intertwining for a moment. He had one hand placed on her lower back, the other playing with her hair, and petting her on occasion.

Once he was certain he had, had his fill of her, and she him. He broke the kiss once more. "My kiss comes with a gift, if you really think about it, I'm sure you'll be able to figure it out quickly." He said releasing her from his grasp before sitting back done on the edge of the fountain. If this was where their day would end, the end left him feeling very fulfilled to say the least.


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He’s a better kisser than I would have expected~ A small groan escaping her lips as she found her cheeky little gesture returned in kind, the Valerican vixen felt that strong frame of her friend pressing up against her own and couldn’t help but melt just a little bit into it, forcing her softness against that wonderful wall as she felt something burning within her. Several something’s in fact.

That intoxicating taste of a man~ A moment of mewling intensity following as she pushed her hands up into the messy mane of Manzo and grazed her nails across his scalp, even though she knew that was just trying to be a tease, Miss Serena couldn’t help but feel a shiver run through her as she tasted that slightly smoky flavour that lingered in the mouth of the man, as well as no small degree of temptation to do more than this. Certainly by no means undervaluing what she had with Alisa by any stretch of the imagination and also knowing she would be hard pushed to find another lady lover that could make her feel the things the white empress did for her, even with that in mind the mischievous minx couldn’t help but long for something different. Something strong and hard. Even if for just a moment or two.

“O-Oh?” The life of a girl who loved either gender a complicated affair really, while she could certainly get her fill of the foxy femme she had back at her hotel, the foreigner still felt a sense of longing rising up inside her for the ‘other side of the road’, so to speak. Intimacy with a man so much more different than it was with a woman, given how long it had been since she had that the girl couldn’t help but crave that taste of masculinity just a little bit as she lingered on the lips of her new friend, suckling on his tongue and massaging it with her own as she gave a soft and private purr. It was unfortunate then, for both of them really, that she had matured a little lately.

“Mmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnn~ M-Manzo~” A big part of the blue beauty wanting to grab the hand of this somewhat quiet but cute man and lead him to somewhere they could get down to some deliciously debaucheries, unfortunately something in her had changed that seemed to stand against that. Certainly not expecting the ‘woman at home’ to chide or judge her for indulging herself but at the same time feeling her commitment to Miss Vollan stronger than ever, in a way she wanted to save herself for her girlfriend. Even if the dark diva wouldn’t mind, Sofia would.

“W-Whew…” It an odd little experience really for a girl who was so used to following her impulse and one that seemed to bring her more amusement and warmth than disappointment, as she finally broke the kiss from Manzo and let loose a heavy and slightly shaky breath that betrayed how flustered she had become by their lock of lips and also her enjoyment of it, and afterward Miss Serena smiled both because of the experience she had been through and the feelings it had inspired as well.
“That was… Heehee! Quite the memory~” Proud of herself in a way that she had developed some strength of mind and dedication to something the likes of which she had never expected, the sapphire siren had impressed herself and had a little wicked fun at the same time. It was like having one’s cake but getting to eat it as well.

“Heeheeheehee~” Steadying herself with a few deep breaths as that fine figure of a man parted her and sat casually on the side of the fountain, the young fox giggled softly at his mention of a ‘gift’ but found her mind a little too full of love to really guess what he meant, instead chuckling away her ignorance as she took another step closer to her guild mate and lifted her hand to his cheek.
“Your kiss has already rewarded me in more ways than you can ever know, my dear~” Speaking with her words like a soft purr as she tried to make sense of what he had said but the smile and blush she wore feeling like more than enough of a ‘gift’ in her opinion, though she knew she probably shouldn’t linger too long for the fear of succumbing to the lingering temptation to misbehave with Mr Mattori, Sofia couldn’t help but look over him and stroke his cheek ever so delicately with her thumb, wondering just how different her day might have been if she hadn’t fallen for the diamond demon slayer before meeting him…


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He placed his hand over Sofia's, holding it gently while looking deep into the siren's eyes. The white haired one couldn't help the smile on his face. Chuckling a bit noticing the flustered look on his companions face. He removed her hand from his face, placing both his hands upon her face, cupping it slightly and continuing to maintain eye contact with the siren. "I've never seen cheeks as flushed with color as these." He said teasing her just a bit, his quiet shyness melting away slightly, even if only for a moment he was glad to share this moment with her, though it wasn't meant to last.

He stroked her face, much like she had, taking a moment to admire the beauty before him. "We should probably cool this down before that alley becomes another memory." He said with a chuckle. Knowing full well, if he was a different person, in a different time, the stories the bricks would tell to those who passed them by. He placed an arm around her waist, bringing her supple frame into contact with his firm form. The contrast of firm and soft bringing a bit of pleasure to this moment of what seemed to be their departure.

"I'll admit, I'm not very good at goodbyes, they always leave a sour taste in my mouth, not even a cigarette could manage to get it out." While he hid his displeasure in a chuckle, given how the two had grown so close in such a short time she could sniff out his disappointment. He was unsure of what it is he should say in this moment, but perhaps the beauty in this moment was the quiet understanding. The glances they could share, where their eyes could speak the words neither of them were able to convey audibly.

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“C-Clearly you need to kiss more pretty girls like me then, hm~?” The cheeks of the foreign femme growing that bit rosier as Manzo noted how flustered the kiss had made her, an almost instinctive degree of defensiveness seized Miss Serena, though she played it off as playfully as anything else she did. Only that growing rosiness and the slight stumble in her words betraying the agitation she felt at having her desire spotted so easily, while she wasn’t at all irritated or angry about the fact that her friend had pointed it out, some desire to hide her vulnerability still kicked in and caused her to try and deflect the issue away. After all, the sapphire siren did not wish to be seen as some swooning schoolgirl, or at least not for anyone but Alisa Vollan.

“Heeheehee, yeah, I might end up getting carried away if I let myself?” Surprised to see the restraint of the man really given the fact she had gotten so many others so very excited with a lot less than the kiss she had offered, while before she had met the White Empress she might have felt a little dent in her ego at this fact, right now Sofia actually felt a little thankful for it. Mr Mattori seeming to clearly prize a continuing friendship with her far more highly than a quick chance to indulge his base wants, there was a sweetness to it that she enjoyed, and also almost a feeling of safeness and security about the gesture. It was like he was putting her feelings before everything else, and that melted the heart of our heroine far more than any fumble in an alleyway or otherwise ever could.

“Well, it’s not a real goodbye though?” A little of a smile that she wore fading for just a moment when Manzo confessed his dislike of goodbyes, after a beat or two the brightness of the blue beauty returned and she took a step closer to the white haired lad with her eyes gleaming with sentiment as she sought to comfort him on the matter.

“We’re nakama now, as the Joyan’s say, so we’re simply waiting to meet each other again~” Tilting her head slightly as she revealed a little of the lingual geekiness that she enjoyed so much, after beaming at her new friend for a moment Sofia took a single step forward and then laid one last kiss on her companion before she would leave his company. Those soft and sweet lips leaving a little ‘marker’ on the forehead of the man before the girl gave a little wave and skipped away with a spring in her step, as she moved through the square and toward the hotel where she had left her girlfriend the vixen couldn’t help but look back for a moment, a look of joy and hope clear in her expression as she caught one last glimpse of  her guild mate before slipping away to her own devices…

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