Meet and Greet

Sayumi was frankly adorable when playing the role of a dastardly villain. She didn't have the look, the voice, or the real air of a bad person, so her efforts normally ended up being almost like cartoonish antics. That did stop her from playing pretend though. It was fun being something else for a bit, especially if it mean smooching her girlfriend into submission.

She had grown rather shameless throughout the double date. The open acceptance Mariah and Bubbles had to shows of affection put her at ease with taking part in that herself... After all the two had complimented them on making love in front of an arena full of spectators. A bit of snuggling and kissing wasn't going to offend anyone. The fact Cicilia was still being so shy about it only made her continue.

She didn't let things devolve into the territory of making out with the boxer on the floor. But she certainly cuddled up on top of her and continued to pepper her with small kisses. Unknown to Cicilia, but not to their hostesses, she was leaving lipstick marks all over her girlfriends face on purpose. She couldn't help but find it cute.

When she had finally stopped, she gave Cicilia a giant hit before rising. She would offer her hands with a smile to help her girlfriend up. "I may have gotten a lil carried away."

Bubbles and Mariah had no trouble waiting as Cicilia and Sayumi had their little impromptu makeout session on the floor. It was a sweet, cute moment, one that made the two of them wish they’d met earlier in their lives. While neither of them was the others’ first love, they’d already matured so much in love when they first crossed paths. In a way, that was a good thing, since it let them know all the pratfalls and get a good idea of what they were walking into.

But they also missed out on sweet little moments like this. The sort of innocence that could only come with fresh, young love.

They could’ve stood by and watched them go at it for a while longer - Bubbles especially - but all good things had to come to an end. There was still quite a bit of evening left to enjoy, and they hadn’t even gotten to the meat of this meeting and greeting.

”Not carried away enough for my tastes.” Bubbles smacked her lips, only to be give a sharp elbow in the side from Mariah, one she laughed off. ”Hey, farbeit from me to discourage public shows of affection.”

Cicilia did her best to trade as many kisses with Sayumi as possible but she just couldn't get a foothold... The Lavender beauty always pulled out before she could get any kind of foothold in their kissing-game, though that was probably for the best. Whenever their lips met, she kind of gets possessed by the impulse to kick it up a notch, losing perspective of where they actually were in the current moment... Sayumi called HER a good kisser? She had no idea the power she held over the Juggernaut. Even if it was only one kiss, she got what she wanted... The two of them locked lips and shared a HUGE kiss, one so deep and loving and, the German was on the verge of flipping her girlfriend over and show her how much love SHE deserved right then! Her hands gently stroked her lover's back as her mind faded away into warm, comforting static before tightening around her upper back, pulling her to her... She felt Sayumi slowly begin to break away from their kiss, and the German moaned softly in protest.

"Don't go..."

And yet, she did... For some reason, she didn't want to take this further and she couldn't POSSIBLY imagine why. She managed to rise off of her and held out her hands to help her up, an offer the German took with a pouting frown of disappointment on her face... She wanted that to go on a little longer... Bliss like that was precious... Sayumi's kisses were so precious... Why couldn't they last forever...? Her lover mentioned that she might've gotten carried away to somebody somewhere, the German fading back into reality as she noticed her surroundings. Her blush returned with a VENGEANCE, her face BURNING as her eyes met with first Bubbles, then Mariah. Of course, neither of them seemed to judge her for it, after all, their "public displays of affection" were legendary but Cicilia just felt so... weird having people watch her love Sayumi. It was so... strange...

"Yes well..." Cicilia said breathlessly, that last huge kiss taking a good bit out of her. She ran her tongue along her lips, smiling as a distinct flavor filled her mouth. Is that cherry lipstick...? The German quietly guessed, shaking her head. Was there a moment in life when Sayumi wasn't the sweetest thing in the world... Shoving that question aside for later, Cicilia looked up at Bubbles, trying DESPERATELY to quench the fires that burned in her cheeks. Not carried away enough for her... Cicilia grumbled and shifted her feet, shoving her hands hard into her hoodie pockets. Anyone else would've gotten a punch. A punch, suffice it to say, that would've broken something important. She couldn't stand remarks like that... They were so creepy... It made her skin crawl like they were doing this for HER and she wasn't satisfied. The idea that Cicilia De'Reignhardt would ever do this for anyone other than the girl she loved was... repulsive.

But this was Bubbles Burste. She wasn't like everyone else... She had different morals, different ideas of what love and lust should be. Her matches spoke for themselves and her personality since they've gotten to know one another had been a good-natured one. She knew it was a joke of some kind coming from her or so she hoped... It was just the way she was.

There was one more song to sing: Sayumi's solo She looked between her and their hostesses before setting up her chair that'd been flipped over in her lover's tackle. Unless they were skipping right to the fight, Cicilia would sit back down in her chair with a huff, crossing her arms as she tried to keep herself from getting mad.

"We got one more song." Cicilia noted, looking over at the lavender cutie with a soft smile. "Knock us dead, beautiful."

Throughout all of that... Never once did the german suspect she was covered in lipstick.

"I wouldn't do that, you still have a match to do!" She gave a cute wink, blowing Cicilia a kiss. She had done so well during Thriller, she almost threw all of her great performance out the window as she backed away with a grin, almost tripping herself on the small stage incline. She recovered with a small flail of her arms, heart racing. "I'm okay!" She turned, scampering up onto the stage. She collected her microphone when where it lay on the floor on her way to the machine to pick her song. She already knew what she wanted to sing, something that wouldn't require her to dance about to much. Simple, with a good melody so the non-Japanese speakers could at least follow the sound.

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She started up her song, shifting to center stage. As the music started she bobbed her head to the beat until her part kicked in.

"Zutto yumemi teta boku ni nareta ka na tōni kaerenai toko made kita mitai~
Jibun no ashi de nidan tobashite sō motto saki e kakete ikeru hazudakara run away~
Fukaku naru kizu o nui-tsuke tsunagu pasu-jiku ni mawari dasu~
Nareta itami, aseru kokyū to bīto kidzukanai furi shite matahitori~

Nani ga seitō? Nai na eigō dare ga machigatta taika harau no~
Anta ga kiraina aitsu wa kitto tada `soredake' de fu seikaina nda~
0-ten datte teigen shitatte zenzen nattoku dekinai riyū mo~
Saizensen wa itsu datte kokodatta saizen-saku wa saisho kara nakatta~"

She closed her eyes as she sang into the mic, swaying gently as she held a hand to her chest, letting her palm rise and fall as if to the beat of her heart. She moved rather subdued giving the impression despite the rather chipper tone of the music, it was a more sober affair in terms of the subject matter. Still, her sweet voice carried it well and was the clear focal point of this number. She would occasionally step from side to side, swishing her skirts, but it was mostly in keeping to the beat of the music.

Yuruyaka ni kuzure kowarete ku~
Yururi yururi kubi o shimeru yō ni kinō made no boku ga korosa rete iku~
Yuruyaka ni hanarebanare aku~
Gura Rinri-kun ni kikoeru no wa boku ga shiranai koe ni natte ku~

She opened her eyes, extending her hand skyward. She turned her hand over, wiggling her fingers as her hand slowly lowered to shoulder level before they wrapped gently around her neck. She raised it up and forward next in a long slow sweep across the air. She closed her eyes again, bobbing her head on the last line of the chorus, holding a hand over one ear.

"Osanai koro kara kidzuitara hata ni ita~
Marude kūki no yōda boku wa kimi to gyutto tewotsunaide~
Tanoshī koto mo namida mo boku wa kimi ni hanashite kika seta~
Boku o warau hito ya kenasu koe ga kikoenu yō ni kimi wa utatta~"

She brought her free hand to the microphone, squeezing it gently as she sang. She smiled faintly, peeking over the crowd, her eyes setting on Cicilia. While the song wasn't one directed at her girlfriend, she couldn't help but think how one day perhaps some of it would ring true to them. Hopefully just the good parts, but relationships were fragile and dynamic things. Who could really know?

"Kono-goe o kimi ga jushin mata yogoto tōei sa rete ku urei~
Tsukaisute datte itte kusatte mo tomaranai haifai, tsu~aitogaisuto~
Isshū meguru ma no tatta isshun dake demo majiwaru kodō,-on, tsunagu~
Iro-ji wa boku ga kimi ni utautau kara~"

She brought a two fingers to her lips, tapping them lightly before sweeping her hand out over the crowd. Her palm returned to her chest once again, right before she cocked her head to the side at the end of the verse.

Yuruyaka ni kuzure kowarete ku~
Yururi yururi kubi o shimeru yō ni kinō made no boku ga korosa rete iku~
Yuruyaka ni hanarebanare aku~
Gura Rinri-kun ni kikoeru no wa boku ga shiranai koe ni natte ku~

Just as before she extended her hand skyward. She twisted her wrist, turning her palm upwards, wiggling her fingers as her hand slowly lowered to shoulder level before they wrapped gently around her neck. She raised it up and forward next in a long slow sweep across the air. She closed her eyes again, bobbing her head on the last line of the chorus, holding a hand over one ear.

"Itsuka kimi ni todoku ka na iya son'na Ni~Tsu wa kitto konaidarou na
Koe mo karada mo motanu-kun ni sukuwa reta nan'okunin no hitori
Akaao awase irodotta oto de sekai ga afureta
Meguri-meguri deatta kono-on o kiku subete ga...."

She opened her eyes, peering up towards the ceiling as if thought before shaking her head. She closed her eyes again, dipping her head as she bobbed lightly with the music while she sang.

"Yuruyaka ni kuzure kowarete ku~
Yururi yururi kubi o shimeru yō ni kinō made no boku ga korosa rete iku~
Yuruyaka ni hanarebanare aku~
Gura Rinri-kun ni kikoeru no wa boku ga shiranai koe ni natte ku..."

She opened her eyes as her swaying stopped, delivering the final chorus without any gestures. She hummed along with the music as her singing part to the song had concluded, seeing the music off until it ended on the machine. She gave a small smile, bowing deeply to her audience. "Thank you." She beamed brightly.

Mariah was still learning Japanese, so her understanding of what Sayumi said was a little limited. She could make out a few words here and there, enough to get the general gist of what she was saying, but the tone and the rhythm could throw her back, and she wasn’t sure she had the best grasp of the dialect. But that was the beauty of it: she didn’t really need to know what was being said to appreciate.

Though they’d known each other such a short time, she could tell that this was an extremely expressive, emotional woman, and she could see it on her face. It was rare to see that kind of innocence in the AFW, a place that was so full of betrayals and deception, where everyone was clawing to get to the top and few cared who they had to stomp over to get there.

Mariah just hoped that Sayumi’s time here didn’t change too much about her. She made a mental note to bring up the idea of managing her again, once they were through here. Maybe even send her a little information. Couldn’t hurt.

Bubbles, in the meantime was impressed with Sayumi’s performance, too, but she hadn’t sat still while it was going on. Eager to get to the more aggressive part of the evening, she’d been stretching her arm, getting all limber in preparation for the arm wrestling match. She was fairly sure she could beat Cicilia - while the German was clearly not weak by any sane definition of the word. Still, it never hurt to be ready. It would be doable, but certainly not easy.

So, while Sayumi’s singing came to a close, Bubbles went to work with cleaning off the table, humming along with the melody as best she could with her Georgian drawl. When it was over and she sat down, everything was ready to go, and Bubbles clapped along with her wife as the Cherry Blossom took a bow.

Mariah clapped for a few seconds longer, before she noticed the clear table and raised an eyebrow over it. ”What’s all this about?”

Bubbles just threw a quick wink to Cicilia and started to turn around in her chair, getting into position. ”You wanna tell her?”

Cicilia had absolutely NO idea what Sayumi was saying in her song, not exactly the most fluent when it came to Japanese. Of course she knew all the basic words and such, no doubt being unable to survive here in japan if she didn't, but the speed in which Sayumi sung made it HARD to even understand a word... Instead, she focused on the tone of her voice and the way she danced and swayed to the sound of the music. It was so high energy, the beat seemingly a mix of snaps and cymbals... She locked eyes with her lover as she broke free of her dancing trance for but a moment, a long stream of emotions shared between them in that moment. Her love for the lavender beauty was completely uninhibited in her eyes... She sent the lavender beauty a look so warm and full of affection, as if their relationship played out before them in her sanguine eyes... The rocky start, their the first match where Cicilia confessed her love for her, their close bonding after that and their few arguments... Just locking eyes with her made the boxer want to take her into her arms and hold her forever...

As the song came to a close, and Sayumi bowed before them, the German wasted no time making her way up to the stage before taking her lover in for a deep hug, her hands gently rubbing up and down her back.

"I had no idea what you were saying..." Cicilia admitted, pulling away slightly only to lock lips with her in a soft, passionate kiss. "But I loved every second..." She giggled softly and wrapped an arm around her sweetheart, walking with her down off the stage to see Bubbles beginning to clear the table. Her smile widened and sharpened competitively realizing what time it was... Mariah didn't seem to understand, however and Bubbles asked if she'd like to explain. As they made their way to the table, Cicilia nodded, propping her arm up on the table arm-wrestle style.

"Arm-Wrestling!" The German explained with no context. She waited a second before continuing. "Bubbles and I are going to arm-wrestle to decide what kind of match we do first! Winner gets to decide. Then, the winner of the that round gets to choose the next one and, if it's a tie, we do a coin-flip to see who chooses the last one." She tensed and relaxed her arm, readying herself for the GRUELING match that was no doubt to come...

Sayumi's smile grew as Cicilia made her way up onto the stage. Her arms already open wide as she took her girlfriend in a warm emotional embrace. She didn't really intend to explain the song, but it was a bit sober. A good song, but sad as much as it was pretty. The hug was a welcome addition to raise the mood back up to where it should be again, for her at least. She buried her head in Cicilia's shoulder nuzzling her affectionately for awhile. Just holding her felt nice right now.

When she finally did lean back she was met with a kiss. She sighed happily as she sank up against Cicilia, leaning into her lips. She cutely kicked a leg up behind her as she giggled into their kiss. "Thanks. Snugglebunny." She turned her head from side to side, giving Cicilia a little Eskimo kiss by rubbing their nose tips together.

She made her way over to the table, confused at first as well until Cicilia had said what it was for. She blinked, reddening a bit. She had helped her girlfriend come up with the match proposition for Cicilia, including the arm wrestling and had completely forgotten! Whoops.

"One second! Everyone hold it!" She threw her arms out, plans up to call for a stoppage. Was something wrong? Did Timmy fall down the well?

Sayumi slipped up behind Cicilia giving her a firm hug and cuddle. "I'm giving you my energy." She said in a soft mumble as she pressed her lips into the back of the boxer's neck. After a few extra squeezes, she back off with a nod. She wasn't sure how good Cicilia was with arm wrestling, but she whispered softly to her. "It's just like the test of strength that time in the gym. Leverage is just as important as strength." One more peck on the cheek and she slipped away.

"Okay. All set... Use it well." She clasped her hands behind her back smiling brightly. "I'm rooting for you!"

”Arm-wrestling.”

Mariah used the brief second that Cicilia gave her for a slight look of incredulity, unable to hide the hint of disbelief in her voice. On the face of it, the idea of anyone trying to beat Bubbles’ arm seemed more than a little silly. While she wasn't quite at her peak, her wife was still a beast of a woman, stronger than anyone she’d ever met. There were precious few men who could beat her on the table, even fewer women.

She took a second to look Cicilia over, though - really look her over. While she’d had quite an eyeful of the German before, this time her gaze was more focused and intense, analyzing what she saw. The Juggernaut was the smaller woman, but she was densely packed. Built like iron. She still had faith in her wife, but there was no denying that this would be more of a challenge than she could expect from just about anyone in the AFW.

As Cicilia and Sayumi had their moment, Mariah came over to Bubbles’ side and reached down, placing a gentle finger on her chin. That finger alone was enough to move her head around, where she was met with a brief, loving kiss - one that had just the right amount of tongue. A little pick-me-up. ”Go for it, babe.” She brought her lips close to Bubble’s ear, giving her a quick whisper. ”My advice? Wear her out. See if you can make her waste stamina, then go for the kill.”

Bubbles said nothing, but gave Mariah a sly smile and a nod, before turning to face Cicila. Up came her arm, mighty and muscled. ”Okay!” She brought her elbow down on the table hard enough to make the room shake, and lifted her arm into the ready position. ”Let’s do this!”[/color][/color]

"Yeah. Arm-wrestling." Cicilia confirmed, giving her a look that almost matched Mariah's incredulousness. It wasn't a hard thing to understand. Two people known for their strength (mostly) going head-to-head in a test of it. She thought it made perfect sense to her. Before any of them could get started with anything, however, Sayumi interrupted, telling everyone to just HOLD IT.

"What...? Why?" The German asked as she glanced back at her girlfriend. As if to answer her question, her lover wrapped her arms torso, giving her a hug from behind that filled her heart with warmth. Her eyes drooped and her arm fell flat against the table as she leaned back into Sayumi's embrace, shivering a little as she felt her lips graze the back of her neck. Giving her energy...? Maybe... It felt like she was giving her something else but whatever that was, it wasn't needed in the current moment. Her eyes slowly opened though as her partner began whispering a little pregame strategy in her ear, her lips curling up into a smile as she took it to heart...

"Got it." She confirmed. Her cheeks flashed a soft red as she received one more kiss, looking back to see that Bubbles and Mariah had just gotten through their own little session. She couldn't help but smile, wondering if this was what professional arm-wrestling setup was like... Cicilia mirrored the Virgin Killer, the two of them SLAMMING their elbows into the table with such strength, it could've buckled beneath them! As the two of them locked hands, Cicilia took this time to make careful notes of Bubbles' arm. Her power was as plain as the muscles on her body, apparently leaving nothing to be underestimated. While the German had two layers of obscurity, one being her smaller, more compact body type and the other being the hoodie that covered her entire upper body, Bubbles wore her might like it were an outfit in it's own right, one she was proud of and not afraid to flaunt! She could respect that... It also helped her understand that holding back was just a one-way ticket to loser-ville.

"Lets!" Cicilia agreed, glancing back between Sayumi and Mariah... She wanted them to be involved too... Considering they had been sharing little secrets and tidbits at the start, why not keep the ball of inclusion rolling? "Sayumi...? Mariah? Countdown from 3?"

Sayumi gave Cicilia room, not wanting to look over her shoulder and be a distraction. Hands clasped behind her back, she scooted a bit to the side to get a good look at the two, waiting for them to be be all set up. "Ready? Start on... Wrestle." She nodded firmly with a smile. She cast a glance Mariah's way so the woman could count along with her if she so wanted.

Once everyone was primed and ready, she began. "Three... Two... One... Wrestle!" She bounced a bit at the end, tossing a bit of excitement into the word as her attention snapped to the precursor match laid out before her. She hadn't ever participated in arm wrestling herself, but she understood the idea behind it, especially when it came to leverage and making use of your shoulder, elbow, and wrist. She did things like that all the time with submission holds.