The Post Summer Splash Peacekeeping Effort

Akashi stepped tot he ropes, just to make sure Kelly didn't decide to get back int he ring. "You're memory's pretty bad, Kelly-san. If that's how you believe in your head things went, then it will be a bad day for you when your delusional world crashes down on you!"

Akashi slowly backed away until she was beside Marisa. "Are you ok, Marisa-chan?" Akashi asked softly while still keeping her eyes on Kelly.

Sitting up, Marisa brought a hand to the side of her head, checking to see if she had started bleeding. Although contact with the area made her wince, her fingers didn't come away red, so that was a relief, somewhat.

"That bitch hit my face...." Marisa said softly, and angrily. "...With a chair."
As a model, her face was her livelihood. In her view hitting it with a chair was like whacking a painter in the fingers with a hammer.

Getting up, she wobbled somewhat but steadied herself. She did however hold her shoulder.
"I think she wrenched my shoulder out of alignment or something." she answered Akashi. "Thanks for stepping in. She's not what I'm used to dealing with....."

Akashi stepped forward and put a hand on Marisa's good shoulder. She leaned in, making sure Kelly was leaving and then leaned in close to Marisa. "No trouble, Marisa-chan." She said. "But this side of the company is perhaps something you may want to keep away from. The worst thing that happens when you make another hentai girl angry is... well, you'll still probably like it anyway!" She teased.

"But, also." She said as she began to leave herself. "You should be careful about speaking the name of spirits you don't want to appear." She said finally before bowing to Marisa and leaving herself.