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Irene was eyeing him with a light smirk on her features, an eyebrow raised. She just about caught him staring and his stammering a response to being a wuss simply made her mischievous grin grow. At not feeling his hands on her anymore she turned on her bed onto her side, her head on her hand as she chuckled at his reaction. At his final question she hummed, and pretended to think for a short while. She then sat herself up, swinging her legs off the side of the bed and lifting one leg over the other. "Hmmm what.. next...." Irene let out what almost may be perceived as a diabolical snicker. "How about a duel? Since you aren't a w

OOC: Feel free to take the reins of Yuri if you want ^^ Sayori, able to sense some thing much easier and better than others, simply gives her a particular smile again."Ooooooh, nothing...maybe it's just my...imagination", she tells the pink haired girl in a way that it's clear that she knows more than she lets on. For now, she lets Natsuki have to think about that one on her own as she moves onto the club president. The brown haired president then reads over the poem and even though she doesn't really fully understand it, she gets enough of it to see some budding, new emotions showing."Ohhh...very nice. A bit different from your usual, b

"Oh... She was serious about the Amazonian part... That clears it up!" Amon thought as Irene explains her own situation on Sweet Treat. To say it intrigued him was an understatement, and the fact that his curious eyes started wondered here and there before quickly coming back before being noticed at all. Excuse? This lady has a very nice bed. But to also say Amon wasn't invested in the island or it's people was a lie. Sure he beat the hell out of men and... Things twice his size but at the same time they were stuck here... Free of rent and a roof over their heads, and they still acted like absolute asses. He couldn't have imagined what a