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Who: Hitoshura and YOU!
Where: Capricorn and Pisces
Summary: Shura is suddenly cursed with lots of love
Warnings: OH NOES NIPPLES

The night had started out so well, too. She had gone out to run late at night in the lesser-used paths park to clear her mind. As always, a group of facetious Frosts had assembled to follow her. One had even found a 10,000 yen note and given it to Shura!

However, as the 13th hour hit, things took a turn for the worse. The Frosts became more insistent, crowding Shura and declaring their love for her, making it hard for her to move without stepping on frosty feet. Having her slowed down so much also attracted other demons hoping to seduce her with words, music or presents, some more subtle than others, but all rather unsettling. It got even worse when her protests went unheard and some demons began to fight over her. Some girls might like this kind of things, but Shura wasn't one of those girls. Right now, she just wanted to go home without the hordes of hell following her.

With great difficulties, she extracted herself from the crowd and began running without looking back.

[ooc: Due to her fortunes, now not only do all demons run after her to declare their love, but ANYONE looking at her will NOT see her markings nor her horn, just a normal peach-skinned girl. Which means that yes, right now it's painfully obvious she went out in just pants and shoes (aka you can see her pink nipples). It might be harder to recognize her without all the black as well.]

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Shura looked down, not understanding. She could see her markings when looking at herself. "What? I'm often shirtless. I've got my markings so it's not like I'm entirely naked..."

[He raises an eyebrow.]

...Not from where I'm standin'.

A beat.

Then Shura covered her breasts with both hands.

"What???"

Hey now, you got nothin' to be ashamed of there. But if you want to go get a shirt on, I'll understand.

"Do I ever now! How can you not see my markings?"

The elevator doors opened on the 9th floor and Shura rushed out, still covering herself, to get inside her apartment (after unlocking the door of course). Damn, that explained why the few people she came across tonight gave her such weird looks... shit. She wanted to hide under her bed now. But getting a shirt from her bedroom would have to do.

Hell if I know.

[He'll leave it at that for the moment, though. Big D follows her in, taking a seat on the couch while he waits for her to get dressed.]

Shura finally comes out of her room, dressed in her winter school uniform, her body hidden entirely saved for her hands and head. "Damn... I feel so naked still. I feel so stupid I didn't catch on sooner, too."

She then looked at DeDeDe. "Want something to drink?"

Heh... you're one hell of a girl, you know that? Guy like me gets an eyeful and you invite him in for drinks.

[D just grins, chuckling a little. It is just a joke, after all. He's really pretty fond of her, all things considered.]

Nice glass of ice water'd sure hit the spot right about now.

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Shura snorted, but went over to the small kitchen and poured DeDeDe a tall glass of cold water directly from a large pot in the fridge before pouring one for herself. She brought both glasses back to the equally small living room to hand DeDeDe his drink.

"Y'know, I'm amazed I haven't been expelled from here yet," she mused after sitting in a beanbag chair and drinking down half her glass without pause for breath.

Much obliged.

[He raises his glass to Shura before chugging his down as well.]

Gotta be some reason they're keepin' us all around. Visitors seem to get a pass on a lotta stuff.

"Yeah, and it's getting mighty suspicious. I mean, I tried to hand over the city to the demons. How am I not dead yet?"

Don't look a gift horse in the mouth. Is it suspicious? Hell yes it is. But you're alive, and that's a damn sight better than the alternative, believe you me.

"Having had a glimpse of the afterlife waiting for me, I damn well believe you," she said, before finishing her glass.

'Sides, then I'd have to find another new bouncer, and y'all are droppin' like flies lately as it is.

Shura let out a pained laugh. She knew all too well who beat up the other bouncers.

"I might have to take you up on the dancer thing though... I heard a rumour they're working on the fine they're gonna slap me with. A fine."

Izzat so?

[He actually raises an eyebrow at that, grinning just slightly.]

Well, you know me... I'd be pleased as a peach to have ya. Works out nice for both of us - you can bounce your own clients if they decide to get a little grabby.

[DeDeDe lets out a laugh.]

Hell, knowin' our clientele, half of 'em'd get off on bein' kicked in the face anyway. Might earn yourself some nice tips that way.

"Heh. Will have to rein in my own strength, or else we'll end up with decapitation."

She put her glass on the floor and looked at DeDeDe. "So I can just dance on the stage, right? I don't have to do any 'extras'?"

[The penguin waves a hand, shaking his head.]

That's between you and the customer. You wanna work somethin' out on the side, that's your own business.

[He leans back in his seat, setting his own glass to the side.]

Showin' a little skin here and there never hurts, though. And like I said, you ain't got nothin' to be ashamed of in that department.

[Because he can never resist pointing that out.]

'Sup to you, though. You'll prob'ly be back to your lovely tattooed self soon enough, I imagine. 'Least then you don't have to feel totally naked.

Shura nodded, reassured somewhat. It wasn't very glorious, but it wasn't prostitution at least.

"I think I'm gonna wait to have my markings back... or rather until people can see them, because when I look at myself I see all of them."

[Working for DeDeDe is seldom glorious. But he does take care of his own.]

Can't say I blame ya there. Give it a few days, I'm sure you'll be right as rain.