Thread: That Kinda Club {darkest_fate&Haluesen}

So we just get that little symbol thingamagjigger somewhere on my lovely person then we can skate right in! finished Mae adding a swooshing motion with one of her hands. The white gloves very nearly let off a few sparks, since it seemed like Mae could barely do anything without a few getting let loose. That wasn't strictly her problem. See, when you inherited a large portion of mystical energy as a conduit during one of those last ditch, save the world or die trying efforts, there were occasionally little bursts like that. Mae had enough magical power to put her as one of the strongest magicians in the entirety of the known world. Plus she could actually fence if you gave her a sword, though only enough to kill some simple monsters and whatnot, do some damage, protect herself, all that jazz. All that and at just nineteen years old. Plus, Mae was cute as a freaking button! Twin-tails of deep pink hair extended from either side of a nearly eternally bright and optimistic face. Her large pink eyes seemed to continually sparkle with a kind of mischief, whether she was helping her friends take down dark shadow dragons or pranking her fellow magical students. Mae's body had that sort of gentle, sloping curve thing going on. Okay, yeah, not exactly overwhelming in the breast department. But they had perfect perk and were just totally awesome for her relatively slender form. Anyway, her legs were a lot more banging and she had a perky little bubble butt too. Yep, complete package. Which is why she'd figured she'd make a great person to be snooping around this weird club organization cult thingy. There had been rumors of girls getting this mysterious symbol etched upon their skin, usually visible, but always in a sort of sketchy spot the thigh, the belly, the lower back, the kinds of places that were generally on display when doing the horizontal mambo Mae's current partner count 2. They'd seem incredibly perky and bright and sunny when they got it and talk about how awesome it was and then--- poof. No more cute girl. Naturally if cute girls were disappearing that was a reason to worry. Most of Mae's friends were cute girls after all, and they did sort of do this whole world saving thing. So she'd contacted Raveka. Sure, the warlock had that whole.... creepy hot thing going more emphasis on creepy than hot, but what Mae really needed was someone with some magical juice who also didn't mind looking into the darker side of things. That pretty well described Raveka from Mae's perspective re creepy. So she'd gotten a hold of old warlock dude and laid out the plan. Told him to meet here, in a little alley tucked away in the main city where they were disappearing. And boom, all caught up. So I'd do it myself because, she pointed at herself, awesome, but there's this whole fact that slapping a magical tatt on yourself would just be wonky as heck. Plus I'm pretty sure there's some dark magic juju going on, and you are like the Juju masta! Mae pointed at Raveka, giving him a wink and moving the gun in a little rotation motion. And you said you totes knew where this group met, which totally does not increase your--- she gestured toward him, ambiance, at all. She flashed a smile, then gave a little wiggle of the hips. This made the long white covering she had over her black leotard, the one that dangled between and showed off her rockin' legs, sway a little. So, where you thinking? I'm thinking thigh, amiright? She twisted, giving her thigh a little slap and wiggle, just in case he needed further demonstration.