▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ It seemed Astra wasn't ready to be touched again, her head even going between her knees. 'Maybe I should get her ice cream later...' He thought to himself. Sure, his actions were guided by his mischievous nature but he had not intended for her to get that bad. He didn't need her having a bad impression of him after all when they were part of the same team. He also liked her crazy spirit and energy... even if it dangerously danced the line of Tsuki deciding to murder them all and be done with the trouble. He resolved once he was in a safer state, or probably once he had a least a set of clothes on, they should get some. It did remind him he had not eaten yet since waking up and his stomach was telling him to go get food already. 'Which i'll suggest when i'm in more than just a pair of boxers.' He reasoned to his stomach, which thankfully settled down afterwards. Then the thought of a cafeteria full of people crossed his mind which simultaneously thrilled yet terrified him. While it would be fun to pretend to be a doll and all he would like to eat... which would give that away. He still wanted to turn this weird semblance into an advantage. His was purely for spying and experiencing, but he felt he could do a bit more with this one. 'Well if this one doesn't get me killed.' He thought to himself. He knew he was more durable but that seemed to be it, unless he had laser eyes. That would be fun. But he really had no clue, and testing it seemed to mean being put in life threatening situations. Which while fun, he didn't want to try acting like superman and fall to his doom. Especially since falling to his doom may just be falling off a one story building.
It was then Rowan complied with his request, thankfully, as Ryker stepped off his hand and onto his desk before being given his scroll. Which was... as small as him! 'Sweet this makes things easier!' He thought happily to himself. He immediately began doing as he said he would, trying to search to see what was happening. Whatever was going on, it definitely wasn't just team terror. There seemed to be a lot of cases of people doing things they normally couldn't... and a lot of accidents as a result. He shivered, both from fear and excitement, when he imagined he may be exposed to that once he left the room. Common sense would dictate staying here where it was relatively safe, though he was already almost eaten and crushed, rather than going out where all this chaos was happening. But Ryker was a thrill seeker. He heard danger and wanted to test his luck and skill to survive it. Life wasn't worth living if it wasn't spent on the edge in his mind. The mass chaos and confusion was also hatching other ideas in his mind... very risky but fun ones. It was then he heard Astra ask where her portal was and saw Rowan scurry off to try and find it something for her. 'Maybe see if the portal itself was in the room?' He honestly wasn't sure, but as he did so Ryker would respond to Astra. "I don't know. When you stuffed me in your mouth last time it wasn't there." He would simply say. He was surprised she only truly noticed that now. He honestly had thought she may have been too crazy to use it right, but if she couldn't use it it only confirmed Rowan's line of thought that they somehow switched. Which also begged the question of who the hell got his and what this one could truly do. But that wasn't something he could answer. He wasn't a scientist and so he would let someone else fix things.
He then heard Rowan say he had tiny clothes in his drawer. 'Wait my clothes shrunk with me? Awesome!' He thought to himself. He honestly thought they would have to get him doll clothes, go out in boxers alone, or that he would need to resort to a makeshift toga to leave. The fact his scroll and clothes shrunk was the first positive thing he had found out about his since it happened. Sure, his weapons would be useless, but he could at least have clothes and a way to communicate with the scroll. He then heard Rowan ask about socks for Astra because he couldn't think of any... at least Ryker thought that is what he meant when he said erfluffled. Almost immediately Ryker would smile as an idea popped straight into his mind of how he could use this to his advantage. There was no Tsuki voice of reason to dissuade any of them from his plans, and he was pretty sure he had a reason for all of them to want to participate. Especially Astra at this point, which meant Rowan had to tag along because those two were nigh inseparable. He almost felt like rubbing his hands together and laughing evilly but refrained for now. He didn't need them having second thoughts. Looking up to Rowan, he would begin to speak. "I think I have an idea. Apparently what's happened to us has happened to everyone else, at least I think. So if we want to get socks to help Astra, we need to borrow them from someone else. But everyone is playing the game, do you know it? It is called "Panty Drawer Raid", PDR for short, and it is an unspoken school tradition that you cannot speak about the game to anyone but your team. Everyone is supposed to borrow clothes from other teams without them knowing. If you ask, they have to say no by the game rules because it is too easy. So if we want to get Astra her socks, we have to join in the game and make sure no one knows. If they find out, we will get in trouble and have to return it. And poor Astra will suffer then." Ryker would respond in his most sincere and serious voice he could muster. Sure, it was a lie, but he hoped it was a believable one. And it would help Astra, and she would suffer if they were caught because she would have to give them back, so it wasn't entirely without noble purpose... it was just a very small part of the purpose. Now that Tsuki was not here to set their minds straight and dismiss it as the lie it was, and with how sincere Rowan was in trying to help Astra, he hoped desperation would make him go with it.
He would pause so Rowan could understand and process all he had said. It was a lot, and he wished he had time to phrase it more elegantly and over time rather than all at once, but he hoped it would stick. The most important parts was making sure no one knew, which he did mention several times if in different ways. After a brief pause, he would continue. "Now I have a plan. We should go eat breakfast at the cafeteria and let me choose someone to get socks from. Believe me, I know the type of people that have good clean ones. Then, you pretend i'm a doll and give me as a gift from a friend. I'll probably be taken back to their room, and once the coast is clear, i'll use my scroll to message you guys what room and that its okay to come in to borrow them! Then afterwards if we are successful, i'll pay for you two to go get ice cream for us after we hide them somewhere. Normally I would say Astra's portal, but since it isn't there we need to hide it somewhere besides our room." Ryker would say, smiling all the while as he felt his plan coming together. There were a lot of things he could not account for, but that is how he liked his plans. Flexible. Thinking, he really wanted to make sure they weren't caught. If all went well, they would do this again for other teams. So he added on another few details. "Don't worry about getting me, I should be able to figure a way out myself. Oh, and the girl cushion carriers are free game if you want to try and win the game detective Rowan. Might as well since if we do this, we are joining the game. Regardless though, we should probably get something to eat. Don't know about you all but I am hungry." He would say calmly and almost like it was a logical progression of thought. He saw how much Rowan liked those, so he figured it would be a nice incentive. And worse comes to worse where they say no, he would at least get a nice meal. Well as nice as cafeteria food ever is. "Though before we go... Can you please put me in my drawer so I can change clothes?... Also don't tell Tsuki about this. She wanted to make this challenging for us, and so she will try to stop us by making us return things if we are caught." He would request so he didn't go as a doll in boxers. Mostly because he couldn't exactly hide his scroll in there then if that happened. He also remembered to add that bit. He wasn't sure exactly when Tsuki was getting back, but he wanted to be prepared. She would stop this immediately if she knew. If Rowan put him in the drawer, he would quickly change and not bother to shower. He didn't trust the odds of not falling down the drain, and didn't want the risk of one of the others being in the same room since the door didn't lock. He just wiped himself with a pair of jogging pants of his that he made a note to clean separately later to get Astra's slobber off, the little that was left at least. If they agreed with his plan, he would exit being held by Rowan as he trusted him the most.
Astra would finally get out of the corner. Her movements seemed slow, sluggish. Her energy seemingly gone. She would go to the closet, to go and get clothing. She didn't know how much she could handle. She knew that her pj's were far more comfortable than her clothing. All of her clothes were handmade, they couldn't really afford to go out and buy clothing. It's one of the reasons she had just normal weapons. They were things that you could find in the forests around the farm.
She touched her normal fighting outfit, and decided against it. There were too many parts that moved. Her hand would fall to her side. She would look at a tee shirt and a pair of leggings. The tee shirt was red and plain. She hated it, but this time, it was her saving grace. Astra was a brilliant yellow, not a Amaranth red.
She would then slink off to the bathroom to change. She had to stare herself in the eyes as she looked in the mirror. She had to steel herself. This was not going to be fun. She didn't even bother to shower, that would have been too much. She put on the red tee shirt, and the leggings, having to stop several times as she braced herself against sink. This was too much. She continued until she was dressed. She splashed water on her face. She had to pretend to be ok. She had to pretend. She would splash water on her face. Waking her up.
She would then come out of the bathroom, a smile on her face, hiding the depression that she had just fallen into. "Ok! So breakfast to go!"
Team: TRRA ///// Racoon Faunus///// Student///// Ex-thief What's up?: figuring shtuff out!! Setting ryker down Where am I?: Team TRRA room Who are my peeps!? Astra! Ryker! Ooc; <><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
Man was that phone tiny! Rowan had almost missed it when he looked. He was only lucky that he hadn't dropped it on the way to the desk! Letting Ryker take over, Rowan had continued to look around for anything of use. He would have checked Astra's things for any socks, but remembered she kept her sock collection in her portalling semblance. Like a private cubby hole of sorts. How he wished he would be able to do it. A lot of things would be tucked away and it would be cool. It was becoming more clear though the portal of hers was not in her possession. It was indeed his semblance one hundred percent surely, but it lead to another question of curiosity... Who had her semblance!? He was tempted to ask it, but of course none of them even knew anything about the predicament to begin with. Thinking this course of action was not going to resolve any matter with it. It was merely a transgression while awaiting for Ryker's response to his question. When he did respond he was surprised by the idea. Huh!? This happened to everybody!? WOW!!! What was the idea!? Could it truly help!? Hearing the cheetah out, the racoons jaw dropped a little with curiosity. Borrow a pair!? There was a game about borrowing too!? Oh how he enjoyed games!!! Hide and seek was always a favorite. One he has won at too any times for the craziest reasons!! This particular "game" Ryker was enticing was pure trickery! He was falling for his words on par, looking to the chipmunk a moment before back to him. "Oh~?? So we can only talk about it among each other? Like spywork! Anything to get our good chipmunk happy again! As long as it will help! I will be surprised if somebody tries to borrow any of mine though. I should find a way to buy new clothes so people can try borrowing something actually nice then the clothes I do own! I should set boobytrappers!! So to make it extra challenging!!!Yes let us do this game! For Astra!!!" Oh boy oh boy did this sound like so much fun~! Astra would get her socks, and they got to play this game against other teams!!! How exciting!! How saddening he was being epically lied to but was unable to tell that it was all for devious efforts.
How much Ryker was keeping him in suspense!!! What was the plan!? Oh! To carry him around like a toy and give him to someone of his choosing... Seemed an interesting start to it. There was ice cream out of this as well ?? Ooooh~..... He was almost drooling, but the next enticing words struck a home run. "You mean I can borrow bras for hugglers comforts!? I can start a biiiig collection of cushion to stuff into my pillows!? This plan sounds good Ryker. As long as this will not make anyone unhappy..... I am all for it!" the mention of food caused the faunus's stomach to grumble aloud. "Yeah my tumtum be all grumbly gumble. Now is a good time~! Yay Astra managed to get motivated somewhat~! Sweet~! Obliging to Ryker's request Rowan carefull carried him to the clothes drawer, letting him teammate hop out of his hands before going to the upper level of his dresser once more, picking out his own stuff. It did not take long before he chose a simple pair of faded black jeans with holes in the knees. Grabbing his worn out sneakers, plus a pair of boxers and a faded grey t-shirt, Rowan also got dressed quickly. By the time Astra had come out dressed and raring to go, Rowan was fully dressed by then, waiting until Ryker was ready to go too.
It was impossible for Rowan to tell Astra was hiding her present feelings with a smile, greeting it with one of his own. "Absotootin-lutely! Er... Just let me get the door is all~!" Making sure he was hanging onto Ryker steady, Rowan then had opened the door for the three of them, peeking his head out to make sure there weren't to many people. The plan he had in his mind was to startle people out of Astra's way on route to the cafeteria and to hold all doors. No way was anyone going to hear Astra's feminine mystery sound! No no no nope nu-uh no no~!!!!! "Okay the coast is clear! Detective and tour guide Rowan now porting from the dock to our next location~! Please keep all hands and feet within your comfort zones and let us enjoy our journey to the grand food heaven room~! *chirp* Just avoid hitting all the nono places and the people around!! They may have cooties!! Or much worse!!! They could-" Back to silent mute again and open mouthed movement. When he noticed he shook his head, this time no chirps nor laughter heard either. All he could do then was usher them all out, closing the door behind them with a free hand.
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Youroka Kage
Ghost254
Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2019 2:14 pm
☆☽Miya Tsukiko Tora☾☆ ☆═━If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you catch the tiger’s cub?━═☆
Tsuki had taken her mission from the Lancer as seriously as if it were life or death, her speed faster than most. She would make it to the infirmary with the medical files and note that the equipment needed will be delivered by truck in less than a day, giving the person in charge of the infirmary the red rose of the messenger for the school to show she had been sent by him. After her task was done, she would rush to the classroom, only to reach the door as the bell for end of class to ring.
That evening she would sadly write her report and apology to the man that had entrusted her with a promise that she could not fulfill. The day after missing class, she would be called away for a family emergency. That same day she would have her report sent to Lancer. It would be a couple weeks before she would return, unbeknownst to her that her semblance would not be as it once was.
The young tigress rolled her suitcase down the hall and made it to her beloved team's room. She could not help but wonder what trouble two weeks away would be committed in her absence. Reaching the door she would turn the knob and peek in."I'm baack~,"She sang as she walked through...only to find that the room was empty. Her tiger tail twitched in agitation, but would not blame them as they were probably out enjoying their day. Sighing softly, she would enter the room and shut the door behind her and began to unpack. Setting in to the dorm once more; setting a picture of her family on the shelf by her bunk.
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▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ Ryker had been laying down and relaxing on Tsuki's bed in the late afternoon after his time with his team and a few other girls. He knew she hated him being on her bed when she was normal size, but she was not here and he would take advantage of that as much as he could. Their beds were almost exactly the same in comfort, but the idea of it being a girls bed and that Tsuki would disapprove was more than enough to make him want to be there. Especially now that she was away for a bit, and though he expected her to return soon-ish, he thought he still had till the next day. And because this was Ryker... His back lay on her pillow as his scroll was out, allowing him to read some dirty literature on her bed. While he was enjoying reading it, he did resist from doing much else while there because he knew Tsuki. Even at this size she would probably be able to pick out that smell, and he had no idea how long he would be stuck like this. He did not need her finding that scent on her bed while he was this size, or any size for that matter. He was relaxing and enjoying his time there, having a hard time to resist temptation but doing so to keep himself alive for now. His mind was also thinking of some pranks he could do to her room before she returned... So many possibilities. He didn't expect anyone back for a while with what he sent Astra and Rowan to do, to the point he even closed his eyes a little...
Until he was awoken by the sound of the door knob beginning to turn as his eyes would open. 'They got back here quick. Was there an ice cream truck nearby?' He silently wondered to himself, not really feeling troubled yet. That is until he heard a voice that chilled him to the bone because of where he currently was. In a deceptively cheerful singing voice, he heard Tsuki say that she was back and could hear her begin to enter the room. Ryker felt his heart stop as a cold shiver coursed through his body. His stomach dropped and he turned white, knowing what would happen if she found him here and realized he was alive. Thinking quickly, Ryker quickly scurried around and hid inside the pillow case he had been laying on prior as he could feel the cold claws of death reaching for him. 'Why is she back so early!?' He thought to himself in a panic as he tried to calm his shallow and panicked breathing. He was in a horrible place currently, and with how the beds were he had no way to leave this spot. Not unless he wanted to risk being seen by her. He would have to wait for her to leave again for that to happen but given she just returned... he did not know how likely that is. He would be behind the pillow itself, but in the pillowcase, as he would be peeking out from the side of it. He needed to keep an eye on her to escape. He saw her beeline straight for him as he felt his heart in his throat from fear and exhilaration, before she lifted her bag and placed it onto her bed. While perhaps not the most significant thing to Tsuki, Ryker felt like he was experiencing an earthquake from its impact and had to cling to the pillow not to fall out. As it settled soon after he saw her open the suitcase and retrieve a what seemed to be her picture frame she usually had. Then he saw her eyes travel to the shelf by her bed... the one right next to the pillows. He saw the usually petite form of Tsuki climb onto the bed and begin traveling up towards there... and subsequently him as well. While usually petite and much shorter than him... she was a giantess at this point compared to him. He did not expect to ever see her quite so big, even with his power, and it was a shock to see how easily he could not be noticed and crushed underneath any part of her. He shuddered imagining her accidentally stepping on him or how her hand could probably completely envelop him.
He gulped, praying to any god that would hear him, that she would not find him. And as she got very close to him, he also prayed she would not crush him either. He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw her stop just before the pillow and turn away from him to place the picture on her shelf. Presenting a rather nice sight to him as her tail would also be there, remembering how attractive she was. 'Maybe its not so bad I got stuck here...' He thought to himself as he couldn't help but stare at her, his rational mind screaming but being overriden by his more lustful side. He would continue to stare until she moved again as she would begin transferring her undergarments to the drawer there. He kept himself carefully hidden so he would not be caught as he did so, but as he saw so many of them and Tsuki each time his rational mind was slowly losing the battle of him escaping. To the point where a new thought wormed its way into his mind. 'What if I try getting one of hers?' He silently wondered to himself. She did not know he was here, nor did she know of his current size. It may be the best size to pull this off. He still felt his heart almost leave his chest when he saw her now massive form get closer to him to put another one neatly into the drawer, and his excitement grow when she turned her back to him to get another. He almost felt like trying to sneak in there as she did so, but she was far too neat a person for him to get away with it and too efficient. Even were she to get distracted, she would notice him if he hid beneath any of them and end his plans before they could begin. She thankfully never disturbed the pillow he was in as she did so. She would then move off the bed entirely, and begin going back and forth to put her clothes away into the closet. Each time Ryker was sorely tempted to make a break for her undergarment drawer, but she would return to quickly. She had also sealed it, so he would need time to open it as well as reach it... and not get trapped there if she came back to close it. He had to wait for the right opportunity.
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Aeval_Silvertongue
Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2019 9:35 am
☆☽Miya Tsukiko Tora☾☆ ☆═━If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you catch the tiger’s cub?━═☆
The young tigress continued to hang and put away her clothes after neatly folding and putting her undergarments away. Completely oblivious to her miniature partner's presence and evil thoughts as she did so. Humming softly to herself as her tail swayed absently behind her, Tsuki had a strange feeling that she was being watched but shrugged it off as highly improbable; as her sister, Haruko would say.
Smiling once her clothes and such were now away, she would return to her suitcase, pulling out a smaller pouch and a few towels the color of deep blue and took them to the bathroom to store but not before looking at her bed with suspicion."I should probably clean my sheets covers as well,"She thought aloud."I don't trust Ryker to not make a mess,"She thought with a shiver before heading into the bathroom."Okay, so where to store them...Ah, under the sink cabinet,"She reasoned in her mind before her thoughts absently trailing off to Rachel and Lancer...as well as a few other people she was currently missing. Once she was done putting things away in the bathroom, she would move on to the most dreaded task...the bed.
Back in the bedroom, she would make her way to her bed and take out a royal blue mesh square, unfolding it to be a three foot tall, one foot wide laundry basket that she set to one side off the bed. Glad to be back, though slightly worried of what Ryker or the other two might have done to it. Even if it looked clean. An audible sigh left her lips as she would first take the pillows and suitcase off the bed so she could strip it. First she would remove the comforter and set it inside the basket before doing the same with the bed sheets and cover before she would turn and begin stripping the pillowcases. Taking the topmost one first.
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▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ Seeing Tsuki's tail sway and hearing her hum as she put away clothes only further made him forget the danger he was truly in. Her tail was slightly hypnotic to him as it swayed behind her... both accentuating that area, but also making his eyes almost glued to it. He didn't know why he liked tails so much, feline ones specifically, but he did and he was hardly going to deny himself the view. Her humming too did not help as it sort of eased his mind and fed into his staring. There was probably a psychological reason as to why, but he didn't care so long as he enjoyed it. He didn't need to know the why to have a good time. There was a reason why he had no qualms with complimenting Tsuki and flirting; he honestly just found her attractive. So being this size with his natural hormonal nature only amplified the affect of seeing her. Sadly, his show could not last forever as she did eventually finish putting her clothing away. She would then return to her suitcase and take out a small pouch along with some blue towels. 'Bathroom supplies maybe?' He wondered to himself, at least with the towels. He had no clue what could be in the pouch but the towels at least seemed familiar. He was also once again reminded how blue seemed to be her favorite color for things... imagining some not so clean thoughts of certain blue article of clothing on her. Still tucked away in his hiding spot of the pillow case, he would watch her begin to walk away with her hypnotic tail... before noticing her look to the bed with suspicion.
'Nope, nothing out of the ordinary here. Not at all!' He thought to himself in a slight panic that she may have noticed him, hiding further in the pillow case but still keeping line of sight with her because Ryker can't resist. He felt both intense fear and apprehension, wondering what may happen next and if he were in fact found out already. Her next words chilled him to the bones though, as she seemed intent to clean her sheet covers... which he knew would also mean the pillow case he was in. He did not want to be anywhere near her bed now because if she did that she may find him... which would not end well for him if she did. She would then enter the bathroom as Ryker was faced with a choice; risk running now or stay put and pray. While part of him was screaming for him to run, he was hesitating. He was tiny, and the way the bed was it would take him some time to reach the opposite end and then have to find a place to hide. Further, it would almost surely make his plan to steal something of hers impossible... In his hesitation, as the seconds creeped by sickeningly slow, his mind was saying simultaneously to run and it was too late. The decision was taken from him though as he heard her return, cursing himself in his mind as he believed he could have made it if he tried with how long it took.
Tsuki had returned to the room and went straight towards the bed as Ryker held his breath... but did not immediately begin pulling sheets. Instead, she seemed to get something else that she unfolded to reveal... a laundry basket. Ryker felt the cold claws of death reaching for him once again. Laundry baskets always reminded him of his time as clothes and being put through that cycle, and it was hellish to go through. It was the one part he truly hated when he did turn to clothes, the chance he may end up in there. And at this size... not even being protected by being an object... It could be fatal for him. He could not allow himself be taken with the laundry... but she never moved away from the bed. He didn't know if he even had a chance anymore now as he would gulp in worry. He saw her grab the suitcase off the bed... and then the pillows. He felt himself be lifted up as she grabbed an end of it before being unceremoniously dropped down. If he didn't feel his stomach rising into his throat, he may have screamed. Because of the way she had grabbed it, it was his back that was going to impact the floor. And it hurt like hell! 'Owww!' He thought to himself in pain, seeing stars for a few moments from the impact. Even if he fell with a pillow from a mere four to five feet in height, at his size that freaking hurt. He would hear the loud, to him, sounds of the bed sheets and such being removed as he tried regaining his breath and vision. Once he had... he found all he could see was white. The fall had left him disoriented, and with how small he was, all he saw was the white of the pillow on top of him... which he could not lift whatsoever. He could crawl and move that way, and breathe relatively freely... but he didn't know what direction to go in at this point. Then the moment of truth came as he tried figuring out where he was in the pillow case and what to do. He felt the pillow he was on rise in the air as he felt weightlessness for a moment... as he realized what was about to happen. His hands grabbed as much of the pillow as they could as there was a fast whoosh... and turning his head he could see a few things; namely Tsuki's lower half and the floor beneath him. His eyes widened in fear as he turned his head, seeing Tsuki's large hand and claws holding onto the pillow with one hand as the other tossed the pillow case into the basket. He held on for dear life now, hoping he would not be caught. But more importantly, hoping he could keep his grip. 'Please... be gentle...'
Out Of Condoms: I don't have a parachute... ∮ Inventory:
∮ Feather necklace ∮ Scroll
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Aeval_Silvertongue
Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2019 11:55 am
☆☽Miya Tsukiko Tora☾☆ ☆═━If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you catch the tiger’s cub?━═☆
Miya sighed as she would continue to strip the bed. Happy to have all her things in the basket. Still oblivious to the mini Ryker on her pillow she was holding before setting it down. Her icy-blue eyes inspected her pillows again."Hmm, a little flat...We can fix that,"She noted with a smile. Not having to think much about it, she would take the first pillow and begin to fluff it back up. Of course that meant kneading and beating it a bit in order to put it back in shape.
"I hope no one's using the washer,"She thought with a frown. Once the first pillow was fluffed to her liking, she would toss it on the now stripped bed and do the same with the second pillow."I wonder where the rest of my team went,"She thought absently as she would finish with the fluffing. Setting the pillow down, she would then slip off the bed and stuff the bed set further into the basket. Thinking about it, she would then set her now flat suitcase into the closet before closing it up.
Satisfied with her work, she would grab her scroll from her purse taken out the suitcase and set it in her hidden pocket after plugging in a set of headphones. Swaying to music, she would take her laundry basket out to the laundry room, closing the door as she left.
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▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ Ryker clung to the pillow for dear life, knowing he was incredibly durable after what happened in the cafeteria but also knowing he still felt pain just as badly if not worse. To fall would mean pain and the chance Tsuki would notice him which would only inflict more pain. Not something he wanted to happen so long as he had it in his power to resist. But still, a person only had so much body strength. Held aloft in the air on the underside of the pillow, under Tsuki's nose as she did not notice him thus far, he began to feel his grip sliding. 'Please please please please please! Don't let me fall!' He was panicking and yelling in his mind, asking both his hands and even Tsuki even though she could not hear to save him from that fate. Finally, he would feel himself being lowered down rather than dropped to the bed as he began kissing the underside of the pillow in happiness that he would survive. He felt the soft yet firm mattress beneath him as the soft weight of the pillow above him settled atop him. Sure he was still buried, but now he had an idea of how to get out from underneath it and was no longer in fear of dying. With her probably going to do laundry as shown by that basket, he only had to wait for her to leave now and he could escape from underneath. 'And fulfill what I wanted all along!' He thought to himself happily. After all his suffering and near misses, he thought this was a sign that he was meant to continue with his quest. A quest to steal her undergarments. The fact that he was still alive was a miracle, and while most people would know to call it quits at that point, it only emboldened Ryker as besides the one fall he had not been harmed by her thus far. Terrified out of his mind? Yes. Harmed? Not as much as usual.
He did not see what fate had in store for him. Not able to see her eyes from his position underneath the pillow, he could only hear her comment a little flat and to fix it. He had no clue that she was referring to the pillow he was currently underneath nor what pain still awaited him. He suddenly felt the pillow lifting off from him, and in fear he grabbed onto it. 'Ahhh! Why is she grabbing it!?' He wondered to himself with fear coursing through his veins. As he felt himself being quickly pulled into the air, holding on with all his strength, he then felt her begin to fix the pillow... As he felt her begin punching the pillow. Each one jarred him and nearly made him lose his grip, at time feeling the force behind it with how hard she did and with her punching directly at the other side from him. It thankfully was not hitting him head on, and he knew if he did he would be in a world of pain. But even through the thick pillow, it felt like someone was thwacking him as it moved so fast and hit him rather than carry him with its momentum. His arms felt like they were going to snap... and then the kneading began. He felt himself be tossed to side as she began to roughly knead the pillow, finally figuring out what she meant by flat as he felt more and more of the stuffing in the center where he was. He could see, and at times feel, her clawed hands as they did so as she gave the pillow and him no consideration. 'If I survive... I'm going to need a new pair of arms.' He thought to himself dizzily. His grip had managed to hold his long but it was not to last. One final punch released his grip and sent him flying down... Just as she flipped the pillow he was on to deal with the opposite side. He closed his eyes and braced for a painful landing... only to bounce off something soft into the bed. Confused, he would look and see the second pillow. 'I lived!' He thought excitedly, and was about to celebrate before noticing Tsuki kneading and punching the pillow above him... before seeming as if she was about to toss it away.
Eyes widening with fear, he dove under this pillow to not be seen as he got to just under the edge of it. Clutching the edge of the pillow as he cowered there in fear, he felt his heart stop for the fifth time today as he saw her eyes on the pillow... and her pick it up. She began punching again which thankfully... didn't affect him! He was so happy he forgot about what came next as he held on. The kneading. Where as before he was mostly safe in the center from it... he was now directly in its path. She began kneading the edges of it to move the fluff into the center of the pillow... and inevitably her hands reached him. As her giant finger and claws came, pressing into the pillow towards him, he saw a bit of pillow fold in front of him before feeling her roughly and forcefully knead him into the pillow. It was so much worse than the punching, as he was now forcefully and almost directly being kneaded into the pillow itself. It was so bad that while she was doing so his jacket got caught on one of her claws... which both saved him and screwed him. It was at that point that she flipped the pillow, which her claws saved him from being revealed. However... as she began kneading into the pillow again... he was along for the ride... He found himself being kneaded repeatedly and forcefully into the pillow, as if she was dead set on making him a part of the pillow. Mercifully, his jacket eventually got uncaught and he managed to hold onto the pillow as her kneading hands moved on... before he found himself much more gently set on the bed as he felt her move onto it. He immediately began taking deep breaths as he was set down and free from the merciless beating of her hands... hearing some movement in the room before hearing the room door close.
During that time, which Ryker could not tell how long it was after all the suffering he went through, he had managed to recover a little and crawl his way out from under the pillow. Slightly dizzy, he would brush himself off and look at himself... Surprised to see no visible marks on him. He had been sure he would have a few bruises and cuts... but no he was perfectly fine. "Now if only I could not feel pain..." He thought to himself with a sigh as he looked around. He didn't see her suitcase, and he didn't see the laundry basket... and most importantly he didn't see Tsuki. He assumed she went to the laundry room, meaning he had some time but would need to act fast. After all the pain and suffering he went through, he had to do that much to at least make this all worth it. He would then set off at a quick pace, adrenaline and determination keeping him going. He would quickly, well by his standard, reach Tsuki's drawer and slowly open it. Mustering all the strength he could to just barely be able to do so. But barely is also just enough. He would climb up and slip into the drawer... going for the first one he could. It turned out to be a pair of blue boy shorts... which were heavy for him! He had to struggle to pull it out, and use his body weight to get it onto the bed. It fell on top of him as he did, making him struggle beneath it for a few seconds before crawling his way out almost like a mouse. "This will at least make it all worth it." He thought to himself, feeling the energy slowly returning to him. He also had a weird energy like this, where he felt like he could run again soon despite all he had been through. He had made it about halfway to the bed before he heard the door knob turning and for the millionth time that day... felt like his death was near. Thinking quickly, he would dive inside the boy shorts he had been pulling to hide. Hoping it was not Tsuki... but with his luck knowing it probably was.
Out Of Condoms: So... Violent... but worth it... ∮ Inventory:
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Aeval_Silvertongue
Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2019 6:09 pm
☆☽Miya Tsukiko Tora☾☆ ☆═━If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you catch the tiger’s cub?━═☆
Miya would return to their dorm room after a few minutes, basket now empty as it would be in the wash room. Icy-blue eyes would scan the room, falling onto the sight of her blue boyshorts. Glowering slightly, she would look around again."Ryker,"She growled under her breath and stormed over to her bed. That b*****d was here...somewhere, she thought to herself."Where is he?"She wondered silently as she picked up her boyshorts...and saw a tiny Ryker hanging from them. Holding it up to hers eyes, with her other hand, she would try to pry from them, easily enough."How strange...this should be fun,"She smirked slightly and stuffs the toy in her front pocket while she folds and puts away her panties.
Once that task was done, she would pull him out by the ankle, examining him once more."What a creepy likeness,"Miya thought aloud as the doll would now rest in her left hand, her claws resting on one side of Ryker's body, but unaware he was alive at this moment."So...how did you get on my bed?"Tsuki would tilt her head to the side...knowing Ryker would try to mess with her, or he attempted a bold theft. At the thought of him stealing something of hers, her claws would dig into the doll; not breaking flesh, and air did escape.
She would then lighten her clawing and study the doll more closely."Hmm, you need a bath."She told it before resting her hand beside her and taking it with her to the bathroom. Once inside the washroom, she would start the warm running water and set him down for a little bit while she lathered her palms with soap. Smiling to herself, she would pick up the doll and thoroughly cover him in the soap before drowning him under the warm waterfall until there was no soap left. After a minute or two, the water would run clear again and she would grab a hand towel in order to dry him. Satisfied with the cleanliness of him she would notice the jacket had fallen off. Confused, she would pick it up and decide to air dry it, but blow dry the still damp Ryker.
Out Of Candles!: Curious/What's this? Posts Count: 38 Profile Location: Room 13/Laundry room. Outfit/Equipped:outfit Semblance Activation/Rest:
▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ Ryker could see very little as he hid in the fabric of Tsuki's blue boy shorts. It was a horrible place to hide in, but he literally had nowhere else to go. Not willing to move a muscle for the chance she would notice him, and the fact he would not even be able to tell if she did, he stayed perfectly still inside them. Hoping they would shield him and keep him out of the violent claws of Tsuki. 'Just ignore it... Go take a shower or something... Remember you forgot to do something outside...' Ryker began thinking of reasons for her to leave and not notice him, assuming it was her from his luck, as the list would go on and on in his head. Praying, begging, in his mind that one of them would be relevant. Then he felt a chill creep through all his bones and swears he felt his soul leaving his body as he heard Tsuki growl his name and heard her storm over to her bed. 'No no no no no! Please don't tell me she saw me! I don't want to die!' He thought to himself in a panic, almost feeling tears reach his eyes as he was sure he was dead. The growl she made when she said his name and the furious storming to his bed made him genuinely fear for his life and that she knew he was there. If he was caught like this, there would be no mercy. Not with Tsuki. Especially because she knew him. He would see her shadow quickly envelop him, and through the fabric see her keen clawed hand coming for him. He would have screamed normally, but he was so petrified with fear that he made no move or sound as he saw the clawed hand grab just ahead of him. Feeling the boy shorts being pulled up into the air, his life or death instincts took over (if not in the best way) as his hands would desperately cling to the fabric. His panicked mind was too distraught to have clear and coherent thoughts, but the feeling of cover and safety from being inside the shorts drove that primal instinct to stay there.
However, he did not realize where exactly he had been when he dove in and where he ended up before he grabbed on. As the boy shorts were lifted, he found himself exposed fully to the room rather than being in the dim blue confines of them... and face to stomach with his executioner. His eyes would gaze fearfully, looking first down to the impossible distance to the floor, then to her feet, legs.... trailing up her body, past her assets... to the face of Tsuki. The only reason such a thing may not have been noticed was that he did not move his head, only his eyes, and being so low when he did it likely did not register. While normally he found her attractive, now he only felt fear upon seeing that usually cute face. And he could see her icy blue eyes gazing back down at him. He could not quite read if her anger was still in full effect or curiosity... but he did not want to know the answer one way or another. He hoped to be tossed to the side and discarded without a thought... and then felt the boy-shorts be lifted up... taking him with them. 'No no no! Please, anybody, somebody, SAVE ME!' He pleaded desperately in his mind, still too petrified with fear to actually make a sound. He also did not want to draw anymore attention to him that he already had, but he felt like she already knew it was him. Like her eyes were just thinking of ways to kill him. He would then see, once he was eye level with those piercing eyes, her other hand reach for him. Seeing those lethal claws that were easily as big as swords to him reach for his body. Part of him felt like holding on, resisting, fighting back. But the more fearful side thought it would just make things far worse than they were if he did. So as her hand claimed him from his last safe place, he gave no resistance and was limply taken. His eyes would remain locked on her face, massive as it was to him, trying to determine what was his fate or some means of mercy. Seeing her smirk eradicated all hope of escape he had gathered, and only enforced that he was not going to enjoy whatever she was thinking up. Suddenly, he would find himself moving down rapidly in her grip to her front pocket and found himself crammed headfirst inside. He closed his eyes and winced as he was stuffed in, her not giving him any mercy or care as she did so. While it thankfully was not a jean pocket and was much softer, he had next to no room to move. He did try and make an effort to right himself, but found it impossible to do as he felt her moving. He could not even see past the fabric.
After a little bit of time passed, he honestly not being sure with the fear and adrenaline and everything happening so fast while somehow being alive, he felt something grab his ankle as he was pulled out of the pocket. He found himself pulled up again for her eyes to clearly study and see through him. While they were more curious than anything, Ryker felt he could almost see his death looking into the eyes he once found beautiful. As he was examined, he hoped she would make his end quick. He read horror stories of people surviving torture for a long time even when so much was done to them. If he was to die by her, he just wanted it to be quick. 'Anyone? Superheroes, gods, villains, aliens... I'll take anyone just someone please save me!' He pleaded to the world and heavens above... yet none seemed to answer his call. However upon hearing her words... some hope flooded into him. 'Likeness... She doesn't know its me! Wohoo- wait, creepy? I am not creepy!' He thought to himself, both overjoyed and slightly insulted by her comment. Knowing he still had a disguise on his side, he kept this to himself to try and not alert her. If she thought him a mere doll, he may live. As such he would commit fully to this guise and plan to remain limp in her hands till an opportunity to escape should arise. Before he could plan more on what that escape was though, he found himself at rest in her left hand as he felt her claws on his head and sides... 'Please... Those are sharp... Please don't.' He would silently plead to himself. While her hand looked as if it was cared for, he could feel the muscle beneath. Tsuki was more of a fighter than he ever would be, and he shuddered to think what would happen to him at this size. Then she seemed to ask him a question of how he got onto her bed, tilting her head to the side. 'Many possibilities... someone dropped me there, someone tried framing Ryker, the gods are cruel...' He would begin to answer in his mind, hoping her curiosity would end soon enough. Had she not revealed she thought him a doll, he may have answered to try and talk his way out of things. He didn't know what thought or answer came into her mind, all he knew was that one minute he was resting, if uncomfortably, in her hand and the next her felt her claws digging into him. He almost screamed from the pain of the sharp claws on his skin had one of her claws not pressed into his stomach. The claw had pressed so hard against there it instantly expelled all air from his lungs as it came out in a rush, leaving him breathless and without air. Her one finger being strong enough to prevent him from making a single sound. He felt the end was near as it did not feel like she was holding back... acute pain from where her claws were digging into him... He couldn't breathe, and was so caught in her hand that he could not even move as he felt himself growing weaker. 'No... Please... Suffocation is a slow and painful death...' He thought to himself, despite being very familiar with it.
Mercifully, or perhaps not, her clawing lightened which allowed him to take in a breath; even if it was restricted by her only lightening it at first. Had he not been prevented from taking a full breath, it may have given away his cover. So while his first breath was not as deep as he would have liked... it was enough to keep him and his disguise alive. He then found himself again scrutinized by Tsuki, fear again taking hold of him. 'She thinks i'm just a doll... and she is mad at Ryker... I mean me, I am not a doll... And she has no reason to hold back on the doll itself...' He came to the conclusion with a renewed fear spreading through him. While she may not be intentionally killing him, she may accidentally do so. He had noticed, even as she studied him and looked him over, that her claws never punctured him. He would be dead if they did, and if he bled she would know he was alive. 'But I really don't want to test my durability out...' He thought to himself. He also didn't want to suffer, but it seemed the gods had forsaken him. Her next words, while sounding innocent, almost made him whimper. 'Bath... please no. I don't want to go into a washer... Not again, not the spin cycle!' His worst fears and memories were of the wash. While she had just gone earlier, he knew Tsuki to not be a lazy person. If she felt it a good idea, she would go there again. He now sincerely wished he had taken an actual bath today when he had the chance. He suddenly felt himself drop down with her hand to her side as she began walking. Immediately, he had no idea where he was going. He felt himself swinging wildly and quickly along her side as she walked, though it would only have been a minor motion from her done thoughtlessly. It was as if he was on the pirate ship ride... times a million. Everything went in a blur and quickly... only to stop suddenly at the apex as he felt his internal organs catch up with him sickeningly. Then it would begin again as he was launched forward. He was so disoriented that even at the apex he could not make out where they were headed, and only wanted this horrible ride to end.
Ryker eventually received mercy as his wild ride ended. The world spinning and thoroughly disoriented, he felt the place he was at was familiar and that he was in danger but he did not know why. Further, he knew it was not the laundry room on the basis alone of it being far too fast a trip... which was a fact he was grateful for nonetheless. As his vision cleared slowly, he began recognizing shapes... and then he felt relief as the sound of running water started the same moment his vision cleared. He was in the bathroom. 'Thank god, I thought I was being sent to the washing machine or worse. This shouldn't be that bad right? Just some water and i'll be done, left alone to dry and escape.' He thought to himself with hope. He felt himself rise to be level with the counter and placed onto it as her attention seemed to focus elsewhere. 'Should I move?... No, if I do she will suspect something for sure and where would I even go? Even if I am durable I don't want to fall ten stories. Everything still hurts just as much, if not more. Besides, this shouldn't be that bad.' He reasoned to himself, seeing this as the safer and more preferred path than the other. It was only then that he allowed his eyes to drift to see what she was doing.. And saw her lathering her palms with soap. 'Thats a bit much but... maybe it'll feel nice to have Tsuki's hands all over me?' He thought to himself as perverse feelings entered his mind. He may actually find some enjoyment yet in this catastrophe. Seeing her smile in a non malicious way did not send fear through him but relief. 'She is a gentle person at heart.' he thought to himself before feeling her pick him up... and then realized that things could never go so nicely for him. As soon as he was in her sud-soaked hands... she was merciless in spreading some onto him. Her fingers forcefully and quickly rubbed him between them, sandwiching his face and body. Her rubbing was forceful, as if she wanted to force the soap through his clothes and directly onto his skin. It was not so bad for his legs or body... but the main source of suffering was his head. Soap got in his eyes, nose, ears... everywhere... and whenever he opened his mouth to scream it would be met with a soap covered hand forcing its way into his mouth and cutting off all sound. She was not gentle or tender at all in her application, and made sure every area of him had soap forced into his very cells! He thought he would be given a moments respite, but no. He had a moment to cough up a soap bubble as his back was turned to her and take in a breath of air, eyes shut tight from the soap currently burning it... before he felt himself placed into a waterfall. That was the only way to describe the pressure and pain of water pummeling into him. He was glad for his breath, because he never got a second chance. She kept him in there as she rubbed all the soap off his body, all of it, so thoroughly he almost felt his clothes be ripped off. She made sure to just as thoroughly as earlier get rid of all soap... feeling her claws and powerful fingers batter his body alongside the waterfall. He was turned in all possible ways and just barely kept the water from flooding into his nose and mouth. And she kept him in there for so long. He felt his supply of air rapidly diminishing, being on his last few breaths. He had not been given a single chance to get a breath of air and was growing desperate. By the time he tried struggling it was too late as he was too weak from lack of air to move much, and any effort was quickly smothered and unnoticed from Tsuki's cleaning. Finally, as he was about to open his mouth in desperation... he was pulled out of the waterfall.
He greedily sucked in air as coincidentally Tsuki's gaze was focused elsewhere, glad to no longer being drowned as his eyes would weakly open. He was free from the soap and water, free from the suffering... So relieved he only noticed the shadow of something approaching him once it was far too late. His mouth would open to scream and be silenced as he felt a rough fabric envelop his entire body as the drying phase began. He felt himself be roughly rubbed and abused as her hands behind the towel would begin to mercilessly squeeze and rub it into him in an effort to dry him. He had to close his eyes again so it would not get in there, and took short breaths whenever he was able as he was flipped, tossed and turned in the domain of fabric. She, like before, showed him no mercy as she did so. He felt it drag painfully across his skin and clothes, hair... everything. While normally thoroughness was something to be commended, it was now a curse for Ryker. 'Stop! I'll do anything please!' He pleaded in his mind, hoping he had some latent powers of telepathy he could still use. However, his pleads would go unanswered and ignored and he was subjected to who knows how long in this rough domain. At some point he felt his clothing begin to loosen and desperately tried to keep it all on. But with how strong Tsuki was, he soon lost his jacket. He was not sure how long he spent in there, but it felt like an eternity. He would finally see the light of day again as he was taken out from the towel, and see his cruel tormentor. She had a curious look though and did not seem to be focusing on him... him being unable to see what as he did not want to break his disguise. He saw her other hand reach past him and saw it grab his jacket... He was glad to see it was still whole, but hoped she did not get curious about what else came off. He was not sure what went on in her mind, but she seemed to set it aside before grabbing something... as Ryker wondered what he did to anger whoever placed this curse on him. Before him was a blow dryer, aimed directly at him... And without a second thought or shred of mercy, he heard the internal blades come to life as a hurricane of hot air struck him! 'Why bother towel drying me if you were going to blow dry me!' He mentally shrieked as he was assaulted by the hot, hurricane like winds, and wondered why she went the extra mile to torment him; not knowing that it was logical to towel dry first. Being held firmly in her hand as she directed the deadly winds directly onto him. He had no way to escape or move with her hold on him, not without giving himself away. Further, the force of the winds from the mechanical beast alone kept him pinned flat against her hand. Any effort made to move, as he did try, could not lift even a finger off from her or towards it. If she weren't holding him he would have likely been blown halfway across the room. And she made sure to direct the winds to every part of him. He felt his legs get battered on all sides, torso be blasted with the wind stampeding over the rest of him, his arms almost be blown off their socket, his head tossed back and lips slightly spread like he was on a roller coaster, his hair flying everywhere from tail to head.... and his pelvic region being crushed mercilessly by the force of it. He was powerless to move or do anything, completely at her mercy. And while a part of him secretly to even himself enjoyed that, he was being overloaded and being made numb to anything but the wind. Eventually the torment died down as he was not even given a chance to break his cover... and could only limply look towards his captress to wonder what cruel torture she had in store for him. He almost felt it better to reveal himself now but with the winds being so strong and dry... he didn't have the energy to even speak. 'Please... Mercy... What did a doll ever do to you...' He would weakly plead in his mind, even knowing his pleads would go unanswered.
Out Of Condoms: Why... Must I suffer... ∮ Inventory:
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Aeval_Silvertongue
Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2019 5:27 pm
☆☽Miya Tsukiko Tora☾☆ ☆═━If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you catch the tiger’s cub?━═☆
Miya remained unaware of the suffering she would inflict on the mini Ryker; not quite aware that he was indeed the genuine cheetah faunus, and not in fact, a doll. She would continue to clean him under the warm water before towel drying and finally getting him the rest of the way dry with the blow dryer. As she did, she wondered where her team was and if she would see them anytime soon so she could greet them properly. Having been gone for so long she thought they would be nice to see...then thought of the trouble they could possibly get in."With Ryker, I am sure they are avoiding the cops by now,"She thought aloud.
With a sigh as she felt the doll was now dry, that and her hand was getting a bit too warm, if a little pink, she would switch the blow dryer off."His flesh moves?"She thought with a raised eyebrow in suspicion while seeing the forceful air move it. It would kind of creep her out but refrained from throwing the "doll". Instead, she would inspect it once more as it would now be normal."How cute, he's all fluffed up,"the young tigress thought with a soft giggle before finding an eyebrow brush of hers to use a small brush on the Ryker doll's fur. Smiling to herself, she would carefully comb and brush her capturee's fluffiness to be silky smooth once again."There, good as new,"Miya said, proud of herself.
Now that he was clean and groomed, she smiled mischievously as an idea popped into her mind, feeling slightly floaty."Hmm, okay, so where is it?"Tsuki would set him down and look inside one of the drawers, third from the top, that contained a box of miscellaneous threads, ribbons, needles and buttons. Picking out a bright red ribbon before taking both ribbon and doll back to their room. Humming softly to herself, unbeknownst to her as her semblance was in fact not her own and feeling slightly happy.
"Hmm, where to...Ah!"She smiled seeing Ryker's bed, albeit dangerous, she would continue towards it. She would then proceed to tie the ribbon from the ribs under the top bunk so it would hang about six inches from the bed. Once that was finished, Miya then picked up the Ryker doll and proceed to tie him with the ribbon around the ankles before laying back on his bed and like a bored kitty would being to lightly bat at him."Wonder how long I have before he gets here,"She thought as the batting would continue.
Out Of Candles!: Curious/All Clean! Posts Count: 39 Profile Location: Room 13/Laundry room. Outfit/Equipped:outfit Semblance Activation/Rest:
▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ Had Ryker been normal sized, he may have called out Tsuki for saying he would make them be on the lamb. 'I wouldn't get in that kind of... ok maybe I would... but still!' He thought to himself, only realizing that it was something that would be happening without Tsuki to keep his chaos in check. His earlier raid with the other two would not help clear his name in that regard, and only further served to point out she was right. It didn't mean he had to like it though, especially as she was saying this when she thought he wasn't around! He may have been tempted to break cover as well just to refute that on impulse... but the blow dryer was still on and preventing him from moving in anyway that would go against the wind. Hell, even if he could speak it would very easily be drowned out by the sound of the blow dryer itself. He was under it so long he felt himself beginning to burn up. 'Stop...please... I don't want to be on fire...' He would plead in his mind. Her warm hand behind him was not helping, and normally he would be sweating. However, because of the powerful bone dry winds... any he may have produced would've been destroyed the second it tried to leave his body. 'At least if I die I will be someones last thought.' He thought to himself, almost resigned to his fate. If he died, he did not want to die as a dry husk! He would see her sigh just barely, his eyes forced open by the winds as he felt they were soon to go next. He would hear a sharp sound before the winds suddenly died. His stretched skin relaxed back into place as he was no longer being forced into her hand by the winds. 'Hell, I don't even have to act like a doll anymore.' He thought to himself with how tired and drained he felt. His body was entirely limp from the air pummeling he received. Tired yet fearful eyes would look towards his tormentor
It was then that he would notice an eyebrow of hers raise up in what he assumed was suspicion by the expression on her face. Suddenly some fear crept into him. 'Please tell me that all I went through pretending to be a doll was for nothing... Please...' He pleaded to the gods on his behalf as he felt her inspecting him all over again. He would have rather have been caught at the very beginning that have suffered through all he did if he was going to be caught regardless. Though he felt he had more than served any punishment she may have had for him with all she put him through. He didn't even know how long it had been since she first found him, but he wouldn't be surprised if it was already night. 'Maybe the others will be back soon to rescue me?' He thought with slight hope, completely unaware that only a few minutes had actually passed rather than the hours he felt. Still he did his best to remain in cover... well he couldn't do much to break it anyway with how weakened he currently felt. He knew he would get the energy back eventually because of whoever's semblance he had, but right now he could not imagine even smiling. Flipped and turned as he was inspected, he would keep his eyes on her best as he could while taking shallow breaths... and doing his best to only blink when she wasn't looking. He would then hear a loud giggle from his captress as she looked down at him, wondering what form of torture had sprung into her mind. He saw her free hand move away and begin to search for something before coming back with a eye brush comb... something he recognized because of his sister... and that he occasionally used one. He would see a smile form on her face, not mischievous like her prior ones but still not fully trusting it, before her hand with the brush would move forward. He wondered what kind of torture she would put him through with that, unsure if he could last in this current state. Then... rather than pain he felt... pleasure. She was combing his hair from head to tail... and it felt nice. Her eyes had a look of focus to them as she looked to him and perhaps... some enjoyment? He was unsure of that other emotion, but he was not complaining. 'Why couldn't she... be this gentle before.' He thought to himself as he resisted the urge to purr. This was heaven... he may have died from the blow dryer and actually gone to heaven for all he knew. He wouldn't question it or complain; he wanted to enjoy this.
As she would pull the brush away, all too soon in Ryker's mind, she would declare him good as new and seemed proud of her work. 'Maybe... this isn't all that bad. Now that i'm clean if she stays this gentle-' He began to think to himself, not minding being handled and treated this way as it brought no pain to him. However, his thought was cut off as he saw a mischievous smile cross her face. 'Tsuki, no. No. We were enjoying the peace. I enjoyed it, you felt accomplished... Please don't ruin this...' He silently pleaded in his mind, hoping he would continue to see gentle Tsuki. He liked this Tsuki at this size, she wasn't trying to make him suffer... Then again she wasn't trying to earlier either... As he remembered how bad it would be if she knew it was him now after all he went through when she wasn't trying to teach him a lesson. She would then ask where something was as she set him down on the counter and begin digging through drawers. 'Where is what? You don't need anything. Just take a cat nap. You like those right? We can just nap and be happy... Please don't be scissors.' He thought to himself, terrified at what she may be trying to find as he knew his enjoyment and peace would soon be at an end. His mind would subconsciously think of the worst things she could use on him, and imagining her trying to cut off his arm or leg with scissors was top on that list. He could not see what she was getting or doing currently, and had to lay in wait in anticipation and terror as when it was revealed his fate would be as well. 'Please don't be like Moriko... Please.' He pleaded to her in his mind, knowing full well she couldn't hear and the things her sister would do. It took her a little, giving him time to recover a bit from everything he suffered. Enough at least that the mere thought of moving no longer almost sent him to unconsciousness. He would then hear a drawer close and see her hand rise as he gulped and took a deep breath. It may be the last breath he ever had for all he knew. 'Huh?' He thought to himself as he saw her bring up a red ribbon in her hand. He had no clue they even had them in the bathroom, as he would make note himself to search every drawer later if he survived, or what it would be used for and began to think about it.
As he was trying to think of it, he saw her free hand reach out and capture him yet again in her hand. It almost felt like this hand in particular was possessive of him, and he hoped she wasn't getting any ideas of permanently keeping him. He did not want to be her doll for the rest of his life, not with what he had seen so far. How a doll could survive more than a week with her he had no clue, not quite taking into account why she was especially rough with him. As he was taken, swinging in that horrible roller coaster ride of her hands, he would hear her begin to hum which he thought meant she was either in good moods or thinking of ways to torment him. Which it was he had no clue, he never did with her. It was not as bad this time however, thank god, which allowed him to think as he was lightly swung with her walking. 'Hmm... red ribbon... she think i'm a doll... I look like me... Is she going to make me a gift for Fuyuko? I would be safe with her regardless of if this ever wears off...' He thought to himself as hope, for the third or who knows how many times this day, resurfaced in him. The thought of going to Fuyuko was a pleasant one because he knew she was nice to her dolls, and didn't want to murder him like half of Tsuki's family. It would also mean she wouldn't be severing any of his limbs or breaking him. However, something seemed wrong as he saw where they were headed. It was not to her bed... but his own. 'Hey I didn't give you per-... oh.' He would begin in his mind as he wanted to berate her before remembering he did the exact same thing when he thought she wouldn't know. Then his mind wondered why she was even going to his bed as she never seemed intent to unless she was going to ambush him or pounce him... 'Is she going to wait for normal sized me and keep me with her? Wait, is she still mad after all she did to me!? Tsuki, let bygones be bygones... and be nice to the doll.. please.' He thought to himself, thinking she was going to do what she usually did when he did something to anger her. 'But why would she need the ribbon then?' He wondered to himself, unsure where that fit in. The ribbon, ironically, signaled to him she did not intentionally plan to do anything bad to him as a "doll". So some hope still remained for him. He would see her continue up onto his bed as he felt her grip tighten a bit around him as she would climb onto his bed.
Ryker had expected for her to do so like he commonly went onto his bed with hands full; get on and move by his knees. However, this was Tsuki and she was much more feline than he was. Focusing more on what she was planning the ribbon than anything, he saw caught by surprise as he suddenly found himself and her hand rapidly descending... and as he focused he saw his bed cover getting closer. 'WAIT TSUKI NO-' He would begin yelling in his mind before he found his face hardly pressed into his own bed as part of her upper body weight settled on him for a moment. 'Oww...' He would think to himself and moan in pain into his bed, the fabric silencing the sound past her hand. It was not as bad as when he was sat on earlier that day, but it was not a pleasant feeling. Her hand still kept a strong grip on him to ensure he could not escape or be left behind as he felt himself be lifted up again as if he was shot up from a rocket with the speed her hand moved to him. He could barely look or wonder what would happen next before he found himself slamming back into the bed again, just as mercilessly. This continued a few more times before she eventually stopped as he lay battered in her hand. Once she had reached to just before where the roof of his bed started, he felt her set him down besides her and began to focus on tying the ribbon up to the ribs of the top bed. Ryker wanted to relax and catch his breath by laying down as she did so to recover from all that had happened, but then he felt himself sliding. Panicked slightly, he would look and see the indent she made in his bed.... and that he was picking up speed while going to her. He shut his eyes tight as he lightly bumped into her leg, finding himself pressed face first against it and gravity holding him as such. 'Well there goes laying down or finding out what she is doing.' He thought to himself. He tried his best to relax in that uncomfortable position, wondering what she was doing and what would be his fate. Then the moment of truth came as he felt her clawed hands grab him from his where he was against her and raise him in the air. Past her admittedly lovely body, past her piercing yet pretty eyes... to the ribbon that was tied to a rail. 'Wait why are you holding me upside down!?' He thought to himself, thinking her being cruel for the fun of it as he had to look at her upside down and feel blood rushing to his head. Then... he felt her begin to tie the ribbon to his ankles. 'Hey, stop. No I don't want to go bungee jumping!' He would yell in his mind hoping it somehow deterred her, but of course it didn't. Seemingly satisfied, he would see her lay down on his bed... and saw a clawed hand coming up to him. 'What are y-' He bgean to hink before he felt himself lightly batted right in the face. 'Owww!' He would yell in his mind as he felt his face smack into her hand, smushed into it for a moment before he felt himself being pushed up and away briefly. As he flew back wondering why she did, he would see the slightly bored expression on his face as her eyes focused on him... 'No no no! I'm not a toy Tsuki please don-' He began pleading in his mind as he felt him reach the max height from her hit... and begin descending back towards her. He could already see her hand ready for it and closed his eyes as he prepared for impact... this time feeling her palm hit his chest as he felt her knock some of the air out of him painfully as he swung away again. 'This isn't going to end well...' he thought to himself with fear and worry. If she was waiting for him.... or even the others... and intended to entertain herself with him this way... he would be here a long time. And so he was as he felt bat after bat after bat from her as she played with him to ease her boredom, feeling like a punching sack with the only relief being when he swung away... before swinging back into her abusive hands. He wasn't sure how long this continued as he began to see stars, her palm hitting anywhere she could which included his head, but all he knew was that he could feel the ribbon rising up and pressing against his shoes. Another bat and he felt his shoes begin to go up as well... 'Tsuki stop im slipping!' He would yell in his mind as he felt her bat him yet again... his shoes barely hanging on now. While it may be a relief to fall, he didn't want to go flying into the wall and splat! She hit him again and this time his shoes felt very loose... he would not last much longer. He saw her prepare for another bat for him as he hoped she wouldn't... seeing himself swinging back to her but just a second before she would have hit he felt his feet slip free from his shoes. He felt all his organs in his throat as he began to quickly fall towards her! Her batting paw would just miss as she hadn't expect him to not be attached to the string and he saw himself heading towards her face... rapidly dropping in height as he realized what his true target was. 'Why me...' He thought to himself as he slammed into the underside of her breasts hard, from his perspective, before sliding down to rest just behind them. 'Shes not going to be happy... but at least I had that before I died...' He thought to himself as he felt dizzy and disoriented, body weak from all her batting. His stomach also felt slightly warm but he only attributed it to the severe beating he had been getting and his crash landing. He needed rest... but he doubted he would get any now.
☆☽Miya Tsukiko Tora☾☆ ☆═━If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you catch the tiger’s cub?━═☆
Miya would make sure to put everything away after she was done with the bathroom. She would then make her way to the bed, she was oblivious to the torment her partner was being placed through. With a soft humming under her breath, the tigress would continue to tie the ribbon before looking down. An expression of momentary confusion as she would lose sight of the doll for a little bit before finding him and tying him by his ankles. Smiling to herself as she would lay on her back, she would then start to bat at him continuously.
She would start out slow and gentle at first, slowly increasing speed and roughness. Each bat would, unbeknownst to her, getting her slightly more tipsy due to the semblances swapping that she returned to. Something did feel off but she would push it away for now. Opting instead to torment the doll in her company at this moment. A rosy complexion would pain her cheeks ever-so-faintly as the batting would continue. Feeling woozy and feeling like she was slightly floating on the gentle wave, making her feeling panicked."What is going on...?"She could feel a slight bubble of panic rise inside of her from the unknown feeling. In never experiencing this feeling, her frustration would be presented through the more vigorous swatting of the doll, causing it to become more loose.
It was only after the doll had fallen and her palm had descended upon nothing but air and a flimsy ribbon that she would snap to attention. Icy-blue eyes would search for the little trouble-maker. Her eyes widened as she would then look down and find the rascal between her chest. Curious, she would investigate as to where the shoes had gone after realizing they were not on his person."Where are the shoes?"
She wondered wordlessly as she would carefully explore with her eyes."Ah ha!"Spotting the tiny dress shoes on her stomach, the young tigress would carefully collect them in the palm of her hand."These really should not be worn with this type of outfit, but then again...kinda works,"Miya commented more to herself than anything."Floaty...too tired,"She thought, then glared slightly,"But I need to get rid of him first."The young tigress, never forgetting the Ryker miniature, would then pick him up and positioning him on the bed. She would then roll on her side so as to try and slip on his shoes, strapping them back on comfortable but firmly.
Once they were back on, Tsuki would smile in satisfaction of her own work before hearing the alarm for her laundry. Pouting slightly she would sit up. Cursing unintelligibly under her breath, the young, giant, tigress would take him with her along with her phone so that she could keep an eye on the troublemaker. She would slip her scroll in her pocket, she would hold him up to eye-level with a slight glare of suspicion before shrugging and slipping him into the top of her blouse. Satisfied, the young woman would head out of the room to switch her bedding over to the dryer before heading back to the room. Her capturee staying firmly in place as she does.
Out Of Candles!: Yikes! Posts Count: 40 Profile Location: Room 13/Laundry room. Outfit/Equipped:outfit Semblance Activation/Rest: *not aware it is on*
▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ Ryker would see the icy blue spotlight begin their search for Tsuki's missing toy, partially hoping she would find him while the other part did not. He was in a fairly awkward place if she did notice him... Which made him hesitant for her to find him. Her batting had grown very rough which was the whole reason he had been dislodged in the first place. And he really didn't want to go back up there, not after this. 'She may try tying me up in a different way... and while it may be better than the blood flowing to my head, there are far worse ways she could have.' He thought to himself as he had to suppress the urge to shiver from the thought of it. 'Not to mention... she may decide to punish me for something I had no control over...' He silently added to himself. He didn't want to land where he had, a pillow would've been just fine, but the dice gods hated him for some reason. Well they always wanted him to suffer at the least... 'I wouldn't have survived this long without luck.' He thought to himself, begrudgingly with his current circumstances not helping, as he acknowledged it. The part of him that wanted to be seen... was more so that she didn't stand up for him to fall off who knows where. 'Or worse yet get smothered deeper here... she would rip the doll apart...' He thought to himself with slight fear. Inevitably, her lovely yet terrifying eyes would fall onto Ryker's limp body as they would widen. Whether it was surprise or anger, or both, he had no clue... He just hoped whatever happened would not be painful.
She seemed to be staring at him yet not directly at him... Ryker was curious as to what she was staring at as he could not turn his head to look. 'Please tell me there isn't a spider on me....' He thought to himself, knowing they'd be the size of dogs to him and not wanting to see one that close. He watched as her eyes began to move away from him now as he very, very, slowly breathed a slight sigh of relief. Whatever seems to have caught her attention was not him as far as he could tell currently. In truth he was too focused on where he landed and how she would react to remember he was not wearing his shoes anymore. That coupled with the fact of being so close to a much larger source of body heat made him barely notice the difference from it just being his socks. Thankfully for him, as she searched she only moved her eyes so he didn't feel the earthquake of a titan. And while normally Ryker would be loving this as the mega perv he was... well after his unaware torture session with Tsuki and being unable to move, the joy of it was lessened to a degree as he couldn't take advantage... 'And for better or for worse, there is fabric in between.' He thought to himself. It was probably the only reason he was not thrown across the room once he was found, but also meant while he was close he wasn't actually touching.
Ryker then saw, and felt, as Tsuki's arm extended to reach something on the bed or on her... he couldn't tell and only knew it was somewhere well past him. 'Please don't be scissors.' He thought to himself, as while that seemed an unreasonable assumption for most people, he had no doubts she slept with weapons. 'Hell, I've been one of her weapons as she cuddled it once.' He thought to himself as that memory did nothing to reassure him. He was not quite sure what she was doing there, but her words would illuminate things a bit... well maybe. She would comment on how something shouldn't be used with an outfit but that it kind of works. 'Please no dresses Tsuki... I at least want my pride to survive this if I won't.' He thought to himself silently, hoping it was not the case. But she had seemed rather careful and he remembered no such thing when he was able to see her bed all that time... wait. 'How long has it been since my fall? It feels like forever but its Tsuki...' He thought to himself, becoming slightly aware that time seemed to be going slow for him for whatever reason. He didn't know how it happened since it wasn't always constant... but if he had time powers he may be able to save himself. Unfortunately, trying to use it proved no help at all... but made him aware of something as his toes would scrunch in his focus. He didn't have his shoes. 'Maybe... she found my shoes?' He thought to himself with slight hope before some horror slipped into his mind. This was Tsuki he was thinking of. 'She may poke my foot with a needle now... or try putting it on roughly with her neatness...' He again suppressed the urge to shiver at the thought of them, one clearly worse than the other but both bad in his mind. He didn't want her twisting his ankle after all.
Ryker gulped as he then saw her gaze return to him with a glare, praying she would not be punishing him. 'All I did was try to borrow a pair... I would've returned them eventually... Why does my punishment have to be so harsh.' He thought to himself as the dice gods seemed extra cruel today. It wasn't as intense of a glare as he had seen her capable of... but when her eye ball was close to a third of his body, the intimidation and intensity of it was not something he could shrug off. He was pretty sure if she could her eyes would melt him in their gaze... 'No, that would be way too quick for her. She likes to prolong things.' He added as a not so comforting thought. He saw her hand reach for him again, something he normally considered a cute if deadly feature of hers, as it dwarfed him in size and lifted him away and onto his bed. Thankfully, while it was a firm grip it was not a crushing one. She was not brimming with anger like when she first found him at the least, which was a good sign. As he was set on the bed he was glad at least that he wasn't dead yet... but felt his heart stop for the millionth time as he felt a massive creak in the mattress itself as the giant tigress was beginning to roll on her side. He merely stared in fear as he saw her torso move closer, afraid she planned to lay down on him and snuff him out that way. He was holding his breath and saying prayers to whatever deity would listen before he saw his shoes in one of her hands... and a focused look towards him on her face. He then saw both her hands descending as he felt them on his legs...and their shadows well above his body because of their size. He could feel her hands focus on his feet as he prayed she didn't break his leg... feeling her carefully trying to put them on as he did his best to play dead still. He wasn't sure quite how long she took as he felt he was in an operating room with a doctor performing surgery, but eventually he felt both shoes snugly on him and even heard his strap going into place. 'Wow... she is really good at this.' He thought to himself, impressed she was able to do so given his size and everything. It also meant she could be very precise in her torture of him, but it was still impressive.
He would see her smile in satisfaction at her accomplishment, and kept wondering why she was still so ready to torture him despite putting in effort like this. He was glad she didn't decide to just strip him to do away with clothes being an issue, and was more than fine with her doing this. He just wondered why she could be so rough... not realizing that she had experience in repairing toys as well as knowing their limits. Something that would, in the majority, be used to his detriment. He then heard a sudden loud alarm as he felt his ears begin to ring. At this size it was painfully loud, and it took all he could muster not to move his hands to cover his ears. Thankfully, the alarm was not a long lived one as she silenced it soon after... though he did see her pout slightly before she did. 'Wait... what was she thinking of doing to me...?' He wondered to himself. He knew Tsuki decently well, and knew that meant she was denied doing something she wanted to. Which in this case, likely meant another way to torture him if not the same way as earlier. 'Please don't have enjoyed it as much as I think you did.' He thought to himself, wishing he could make it so but knowing with his luck it was likely the opposite. He would hear her say something beneath her breath, and while not understanding the words he could clearly discern from the tone that it was curses. He breathed a mild sigh of relief as that was because her fun was interrupted from what he could guess. Both reassuring and terrifying because it meant he would be spared for now but who knows once she was done with laundry. 'If she leaves though I can escape!' He thought to himself with happiness. If it was as long as last time, he should have plenty of time to hide somewhere in this room as he thought she would not search very hard for him. However, his hope sunk like the city of Atlantis because as the giant and admittedly pretty tigress rose, she took him with her. 'Nooo! Put me down somewhere!' He pleaded in his mind, hoping he maybe had the power of mind control. He saw her other hand grab her scroll and slip it quickly into her pocket as he was kept eye level with her. Seeing her slight glare, suspicion very evident as he hoped she hadn't somehow discovered him, he would feel relief as she shrugged. 'She may not think i'm real... but she may think i'm trapped in some way.' He thought to himself, knowing he was not past spy cameras if he could use them. He just preferred hands-on field research rather than watching, no matter how useful the latter was.
However, something he never would've expected in a million years happened. She slipped him onto the top of her blouse, digging him in slightly so his rear was rather firmly wedged there as his upper body was limp on top. 'She.. Tsuki... Why?' The thoughts flowed through his mind as he struggled to understand just what happened. Yukiko would do this, a girl who liked him or dolls maybe... but he never guessed Tsuki would do this. He had to distract his mind with thoughts of her claws so he didn't blush... not while she was looking at least. He was not used to being the one who felt embarrassed... even as he realized what this meant for him if she found out he was real it didn't kill off the dirtier and embarrassed thoughts he had. 'Well when I die I will have been where no other man has.' He thought to himself with head slightly in the clouds... figuratively and literally with how tall she was in his perspective. Then... the ride would begin. He didn't notice it with Tsuki with the outfits she tended to wear... but there was bouncing that he had to move with as she seemed much larger than he gave her credit for. Though that may be because of his size, as he knew she was far from flat. It almost felt like he was on a trampoline with only a small kid jumping currently, which actually wasn't too bad quite yet. It would've been nicer with a smoother ride, but beggars couldn't be choosers. Tsuki also kept her head looking forward and focused on her task for the most part, though he may have received the occasional glance from time to time, and was otherwise undisturbed. It all seemed to be going well as he was relatively firm in place... until she reached the stairs. Seeing it come up he wasn't worried from his past experience... but boy was he wrong. The bouncing felt like it increased ten fold as Ryker felt himself be slapped lightly by them and worse... that he was sliding. He couldn't move or grip because he felt she would notice... so with each step down it felt like his body was being slammed down in her and then almost shot away... even if in reality it was not that bad for Tsuki herself. Each one almost made him slip further forward... until by the end of the stairs he could feel himself at the very edge before a descent. He felt very fearful for when she went back up them, not knowing how that would change things for him. Thankfully, the laundry itself seemed simple... she just moved them from wash to dryer. He did feel weightlessness as few times as she would kneel to transition them between one another... and the quick rise was not particularly pleasant either. Thankfully it was not jumping jacks and he didn't go flying out from it... though he was glad it had been a long while since he ate or he may have lost his lunch otherwise. That being done Tsuki would leave, after setting it to dry, and head straight for the stairwell as Ryker gulped. 'Please be nicer on the way up.' Ryker prayed to the heavens as they laughed at his plea, but he could not hear that. As Tsuki reascended the stairs he again felt the more intense bounce as it seemed it wanted him to come loose and bounce away... but now it was much worse in his mind. He began to not go forward but down... as he found her grip on him moving from his rear to his sides and back. Black fabric surrounded him on both sides as he felt himself sinking down, still able to see due to her outfit... but getting close to being released to fall into the rest of her outfit. His arms were pinned to his sides and crushed against him as he could do nothing to slow his descent, hoping the ride would end soon. Ironically, while causing impending danger, this meant he was no longer at risk of bouncing off her as the bounces felt much less intense now that he was restrained to it as it was restrained to the fabric. Mercifully, she soon reached the top of the stairs to their level and began to walk back to their room... Ryker wondering why she had not lifted him up and had left him there. Hoping she did not forget about him and decide to lay chest down onto the bed with him in tow. 'Please don't torture... Oh hell who am I kidding, don't kill me at least.' He silently pleaded to Tsuki in his mind as he hoped it would somehow influence her. While he had felt a stubborn warmth in his stomach, he felt completely normal and fine otherwise... well, only if you discluded the dread of what was to come making his stomach sick. 'I can't even fully enjoy where I am with arms pinned,' He thought to himself glumly.
