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[sealegs]

And this is why I don't like places that spend too much good coin on dazzle and flair. You've your tall buildings and tall champagne glasses and tall heels-- but not a damned brothel in sight?

It's a disappointment for us all. Can you imagine how repressed the men must be here? Oh, you poor things. There's a term for that, you know. And a cure if you know where to look.

[Isabela did, however, find the nearest trashy bar. So she's there and using her wiles to get free drinks because her coin doesn't get her anything at all.]

Say-- what is this thing anyhow?

[She addresses the bartender, tapping at the screen she's seen a few others burying their noses into.]

Thought if I talked at it long enough, it would, I don't know. Do a trick- vibrate. Anything but sit there and blink at me.

[A swig of her tankard of beer, and she accidentally slams it down on the device, shutting off the feed.]

[ooc | I don't know why I posted this now when I'm about to go to the gym. BRB.]

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[sealegs]

[Isabela...doesn't have much to remove. Except her daggers, of course, which she kindly deposits by the doorway. She kicks off her long boots, revealing shapely, powerful legs.]

[wetworking]

[Not something Hazuki minds.

She simply lays down the wooden sword she carries at her bedside, (Why a wooden sword and not a real one? She's not explaining.), and removes the rest of her shirt, only then moving to her pants.

Bindings instead of a bra, and black boyshorts. Feminine as can be, this one.]

[sealegs]

[Thankfully, Isabela likes them both ways. Keeping eye contact, she slowly undoes the ties holding her corset-like top together.]

[wetworking]

[Hazuki is crawling on to her bed, but her eyes haven't left Isabela. She's curvy, she likes that in a woman, and licks her lips a bit at the sight of those corset laces being undone.

It's a shame about the boots, though. Her legs are shapely- a consolation.]

[sealegs]

[And soon it unravels, falls to the ground as she kicks the fabric aside. She's only got a tiny pair of smalls on, black and -- yes, the very same strip of fabric that can be seen in the side slit of her top. What has she to hide? Nothing.

She places on knee on the mattress, predatory in her gaze and stance, moving up and pretty much wanting to rip that bra off of Hazuki.]

[wetworking]

[Intriguing- it's been a while since she's been with someone who could match her in aggression.

Hazuki will let her.

If only because she's busy biting after Isabela's lip.]