20269/That Thing We Don't Talk About

That Thing We Don't Talk About
Date of Scene:	17 March 2025
Location:	Underground Fight Club
Synopsis:	Under the ring name 'Bakeneko', Katsumi takes on some unorthodox discipline training by participating in an illegal pit fighting ring. A happy hippy happens halong, and the two meet after the bout...
Cast of Characters:	Katsumi Oshiro, Karolina Dean

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Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
Night falls over New York City, and of all the boroughs, Chinatown slows down the most. It's not the biggest chunk of the city, it tends towards a very particular demographic, and at night, the criminal element and low-tier gangs skulk about looking for victims and mischief.

Tonight, however, an old warehouse deep in a dark and less-traveled corner of the district is anything but quiet. Filled corner to corner with wild, screaming patrons of all ethnicities, it's a multi-lingual cacophony - but all unified in one driving desire: to see violence. Raw, unmitigated, often very dangerous violence. Burly men clashing with burly men, some down on their luck, others here just for the thrill of the fight. The pit doesn't judge on anything less than pure fighting prowess and savagery, and the steel cage is all that separates them from the betting masses urging them on.

However, the current match-up isn't with men at all. Two women have squared off in the ring, one American brunette with cornrows wearing what looks like pleather, the other a darker-haired Asian girl wearing a ponytail and attire more befitting a tactical scenario - cargo pants tucked into boots, black sportsbra, and gloves. Both clearly fit fighters, the latter having a more bombastic and energetic entrance and going by 'Bakeneko'.

Alas, they've been fighting a while and 'Bakeneko' is currently pressed against the bars of the cage getting her midsection hammered by repeated knees from the other female.

Karolina Dean has posed:
Learn something new, Karo.... Do something you wouldn't do else, Karo, ... See something new, you would never visit, Karo..... WTF is Karo doing in an underground fight club?! At least she has disguised her tall - willowy - lean body under a wide green hoodie (NYU!), her long blond hair carefully hidden and wears long blue jeans and low sneakers, as she tries to path herself a way through the yelling crowd already regretting to follow the 'advice' by her friends to do something different. But which friend would have believed that Karo chose an illegal fight club for her first adventure.

At least Karo gets something to see as she is finally in reach of the center ring, surprised to find two women fighting each others, but hey it's their job and they do it voluntary, don't they?

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
It's debatable. At least with the latter, it would have appeared voluntary. She was so into it before the match started! But now, that eagerness may be somewhat waned.

Finally the brunette ceases the muay thai knee procession, stepping back from 'Bakeneko'. The latter, clutching her midsection, collapses forward onto her knees, her head hanging low.

The crowd is chanting to finish her, and the American, full of confidence and gusto, parades around the ring with arms spread wide. She races to the far end of the ring, and doubles back, building up momentum. Her knee thrusts upwards at the last moment, aimed to drive directly into Bakeneko's face!

And it's stopped abruptly, the offending leg seized in an instant leaving the American hopping confusedly on one leg. Bakeneko raises to her feet and steps in, hooking one arm over the other woman's shoulder, and with a pump, slings her up and over to slam her back against the bars of the cage in a capture suplex.

The audience raises in feverish engagement at the dramatic turnaround. Bakeneko is getting back up, while the American seems dazed! Hand seizes her at the nape of the neck, and Bakeneko pulls the woman nearer center ring, one arm raised to the crowd just to rile them up further. And in preparation for what is clearly the final moments of this fight, the girl's vivid magenta gaze lands curiously on the blonde lingering right at the outside of the ring, evidently not as wound up as the rest of the betters. That, by itself, makes her stand out!

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean is captured by the atmosphere of the underground dome, the yelling, the lights, the smell. Karo's cheek's are red by excitment as she finally raises her hand to claps and cheers for the Asian girl (she might remind Karo about one of her ex, just a little bit different). She blinks and quickly loks around herself as she watches the female wrestler looking into her own direction, obviously looking for somebody who is not Karo, but being a nice person, she even flashes a warm smile back into the ring.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
Ah! There she goes. She /is/ getting into it. But the warm smile sent back her way is enough to get a surprised smile in return. Couple of goofs, one in a pit fighting ring, the other outside, smiling at each other.

The momentary lapse is enough for the American to try to mount a comeback, twisting to drive a fist against Bakeneko's stomach. The obvious hope is that the damage done is enough to make that impact all the worse. And to her credit, the Asian pitches forward in surprise. This allows the other girl to hook an arm around her neck, but without enough time to act on it. Bakeneko's arms lash around her middle, and with a heft, she manages to raise her and drop back with her to the cage floor.

The American rolls over onto her front in a daze, while Bakeneko scrambles over to suddenly pounce onto her back. Her legs scissor around the girl's right arm, while her arms cross beneath the American's chin. With her waist resting across the American's back, Bakeneko begins pulling back on the chin, forcing her opponent into a sudden, painful backwards arch.

It takes only a few seconds before her free hand is desperately slapping the mat to signal her submission.

The fight club MC calls it quickly! "That's it! That's a tapout!" There's no bell for this ring, but everyone knows it already. The match is over. And the bookies have their work cut out for them dealing with the bet payouts.

In the ring, Bakeneko quickly releases the other girl to let her flop. Legs tucking against her chest, she backrolls to smoothly lift to her feet again. Her fists thrust into the air, back arched, lithe frame taut and radiant smile on her face, basking in the mixture of raucous cheers and boos.

Meanwhile, the cage door is opened, and the 'official' (for as much as there can be) hurries over to help pick up the American and usher her out of the ring.

Bakeneko follows shortly after, slipping out of the cage and trotting down the steps. Cheeks flushed, oddly-colored eyes bright, and the exposed areas of her body clearly scuffed from the fight, she's still burning with adrenaline.

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean yays and loudly yells, as the black-haird girl finally wins, "Yeah, there you GO!" She deeply blushes, surprised herself to promote such activities and quickly gets her hands down again, not wanting to draw too much activities, but as the winner finally leaves the ring area, not far away from Karo's position, the blonde alien princess in disguise loudly calls to her,

"Wow, this was really cool!" she honestly tells, never being able to 1. be herself in such a fight or 2. even win it with pyhsical powers.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
The Asian girl bobs foot-to-foot, pausing to fire a series of rapid rolling punches for no more reason than to just show off for the crowd. But the voice that cuts through to her is from a nearby source! It almost sounds like a fan!

Bakeneko ceases her showboating to turn to the girl in the hoodie, suddenly realizing, "You're tall!" It's possibly a dumb thing to notice immediately, but she's not used to girls being taller than her! But a 5'7" Japanese girl tends to be the exception, not the norm. So a 5'9" girl is noteworthy to her!

Regardless, she shoots her a bright, toothy smile on approach. "Yeah?," she asks, voice elevated to be heard above the white noise of the crowd. "You come out to the fights a lot? I don't get in the pit a whole, whole lot, but..!"

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean chuckles at the mention of the height, that's something she is used to hear, a sterotypical tall blond, if she would have been a human. "I know." she grins, "Didn't heard this line the first time." she laughs but soon shakes her head,

"No, first time here. Stupid idea..." she pauses and laughs again, "Perhaps it wasn't such an stupid idea at all, else I would have missed you winning."

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
"Exactly!," asserts the Japanese girl, index finger quickly raising matter-of-factly.

Before she can say anything further, a shady fellow closes in at her side to pass her a heavily-crinkled brown bag before vanishing. She opens it to steal a peek inside, one slender black eyebrow perking. "Well. /I/ just got paid," she muses before looking back to the blonde. "You sticking around here? Cuz it's kinda noisy and one of these spazzes might try to knife me for costing'em money!"

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean shrugs her shoulders and shakes her head, quickly pulling a loose streak of long blond hair behind her ear, "No." she honestly tells, "It was some kind of bet, and I made it to come here." she smirks, "this was the plan." she tells and falls silent for a brief moment as she listens to the other girl, "You .. you are in troubles?" she quickly wonders, already ready to help another person.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
Bakeneko grins and quickly shakes her head, ponytail abounce. "Nonono, nothing like that! But I bet some of these people are suuuuper pissed about me winning!" The grin turns abundantly catty. "Especially the chick I made look like a total b**** a second ago!"

She doesn't know this blonde girl. But she comes across as a fan. And Bakeneko has certain weaknesses - fans definitely being one of them. And at this particular junction of her life, she could really use some. So as she moves ahead and lightly bumps her shoulder at the blonde's in passing, she adds, "Come with me! Or don't! Your call!"

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean would never say no to such a sweet invitation, she quickly nods and comes around to follow the other girl'S direction, "This has been a very ..." Karolina search for the right words, "very intensive fight." she sighs, "Do you think she is okay?" meaing the Japanese girl's opponent. "Shouldn't we help her?"

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
As she walks and listens to her new acquaintance, the corner of Bakeneko's lips quirk into a sly grin. "She's fine," she says with full confidence. "She's gonna be sore, and that last thing I put'er through /definitely/ hurt like Hell, but she's not injured or nothin'." She glances over her shoulder to the blonde briefly before looking ahead again.

The two exit the main central chamber of the warehouse, and as soon as the door shuts behind them, the noise takes a dramatic downturn. The room itself is a long stretch of a hallway, likely used to be an assembly line with a conveyor belt. Not that Bakeneko knows the first thing about factory work or manufacturing.

Strolling a little ways into the room, she finally turns to face Karolina with a relaxed smile. "You seem kind'a like the sweetheart type," she says bluntly. "Who the heck thought it was a good idea to dare you to come to something like /this/, huh?"

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean lets out a long hold breathas the two girls are in a more quieter place and offers a weak apologizing smile "Well my friends thought it would be good, that I get new experiences." she weakly defenses herself, finally removing the hood from her hoodie, revealing indeed long blonde hair "I am Karolina, or Karo, or Lina or Lucy." she nervously babbles "I just try to help others." she protests.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
Bakeneko tilts her head slightly to the side as the explanation is given, half-smile still worn on her face. "Guess this definitely qualifies as a new experience, huh?"

The hair is freed, and she takes a moment to finally really take in the other girl's features. Pretty face, nice hair, flawless skin, all noted in quick visual survey. Definitely not the type she'd expect to find attending pit fights.

"Well, hey, no shortage of people who'd tell ya they need 'help' around here. But that'd make you a sucker." Her smile adjusts into a more teasing variety, gaze hooding at her. Then suddenly, her expression turns confused. "Karolina? Isn't that a state?"

Of note, her accent is /extremely/ American. Despite obvious Asian heritage, the girl speaks with the relaxed cadence of a native speaker, her accent egregiously West Coast Californian.

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean speaks with the accent from LA, where she was raised. She laughs, "Yeah, but with a K, which would work as well." she explains and looks at the smaller girl, "And you are ... except being great in the ring?" she curiously wonders and grins, "Lets get out here, you know some good vegan food in this area?" her eyes moving over the other girl's appearance, "And no shower?" she laughs, "I believe in too much cliches."

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
"Karolina-with-a-K," repeats Bakeneko.

The returned question sees the girl hemming a little, lips twisting. "Yeeaah, the reason I'm using an alias is 'cuz I don't want this," she twiddles her finger to indicate the whole, you know, illegal pit fighting thing, "ruining my normal life. If you /promise/ not to tell people, I'll tell you. But that'd be a promise. And look at me." She quickly points to her own face. "I'm Japanese. So I'm talkin' Japanese promise. Not flimsy f***-a-doodle-doo American promises." Her expression pinches in theatric 'threat' before relaxing again.

And suddenly, she barks a laugh and leans forward. "Vegan?!," she asks. Her index finger suddenly pokes towards Karolina's stomach. "You're a little skinny to be a cow, aren't'cha?," she teases.

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean is serious about herself being vegan, "Hey!" she protests and pokes her elbow into the other girl's side, "If you dislike vegan food, you simply never had any good one!" she sighs, "I will cook for you, then you see that it can be really delicious!" she promises but doesn't seem to be offended, not being missionary on her veganism, it's her own choice. "OH, this isn't your _normal_ life?" Karolina really lives in her own perfect bubble, where wrestler are wrestler and dont have another life on their side, "What are you doing else?" she wonders, obviously Karo has no problem to discuss private topics with strangers she knwos since 30 minutes.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
That's the thing, really. This wasn't wrestling. Not even close to it. This was high-stakes sometimes life-or-death pit fighting. No theater. No tricks. No pulled punches. ...Except in Katsumi's case, but that's for entirely different reasons. Katsumi, the professional wrestler who hasn't seen a match in four years, is definitely /not/ the same as Bakeneko, the chick who just twisted a submission out of an opponent in a cage and won a small fortune via upset.

So the look Karolina gets when she asks if this isn't her normal life is a briefly confused one, followed by a laugh. "Definitely not. I mean, I could /totally/ make a career outt'a beatin' bitches around here, I'm that good!" Her arms spread wide as she boasts, cheeky smile brightening her features. "But no, I still have a regular job'n all that. And nothin' I'm telling you until you gimme that for-reals promise!" One arm drops, the other brought forward in admonishing fingerwag. She's animated, if nothing else.

"Anyway, don'cha know anything about feeding strays? Do it once, and they keep comin' back."

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean blushes noticing she has absolutely no clue what happened for real in the ring and what the other girl is able to do. "Oh sorry, I didn'T wanted to pry on you." she quickly defends herself but soon shows again her warm and inviting smile on her lips.

"I used to be one myself." she confesses and walks at the side of the other girl, having no real goal in her mind, "So helping others is just fair." she states the obviously and flashes a smile to Neko.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
Katsumi Oshiro exhales a breezy sigh and relents, opting instead to stuff her hands into the pockets of her cargos; of which she has many to choose from, obviously. "Be what? A stray?," she asks, glancing her over. "You seem pretty put-together, though. I mean, hey, I clean up well! It's not like I always look scuffed up!"

In fact, those scuffs have mostly faded by now. She bounces back quickly, it seems!

"Anyway, I just won a bunch'a money. Don't feel like I'm homeless or anything like that!"

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean meeps and the red of her cheeks even darkens.... the more Karolina opens her mouth the more fauxpas she lets out, "No no." she now even waves her hands in a more defensive gesture before her chest, "I didn't mean, you were!" she worries, "I just wanted to be nice, my fault." Well this alien girl is able to do a lot, but one thing is still missing in her life: self-confidence.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
Katsumi Oshiro blinks a couple times at her reaction, processing the sheepishness of it. Usually she'd have fun pursuing that dangling temptation, to see how much she could make her squirm. But there's something just so earnest about it. She glances aside to exhale a short puff of a sigh before fixing her magenta gaze back on Karolina. Her right hand unpockets itself to lightly bump the back of a finger beneath her chin.

"Chin up, bright-eyes. I'm not fussed," she assures, her voice softened. "Were you actually hungry, or would you rather just hang?"

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean slowly relaxes, her rapid breathing slows down and she stares with wide eyes at the other girl "Something to eat?" it's more a question than a request as she shyly looks at Neko's eyes.

"Sorry, I still fight sometimes with myself." and adds unspoken in her head ... with her history, with her heritage. "I try..." she straightens her spine, shoulder up, her chin even raises from the finger, "to be better." she explains.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
"Yeeaah, don't we all," muses the Asian girl.

Her hand drops to her side again, offering a smirk. "Was that a question or an answer, though? 'Cuz, like, I totally get it if you're hungry. You said you're vegan! You're probably hungry, like, all the time." She's right back to teasing, turning aside. "But if I'm goin' out anywhere, I should probably put a shirt on."

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean hmms and nodders as she listens to the girl, "Yes." she slowly agrees, "But.. most are." she pauses, not easy for her to confess, "better." Karolina smirks again and shows a shy smile, like a young deer in the lights of a fast approaching car.

"I am not hungry because I am vegan!" she protests, slowly finding back some of her courage, "You are totalyl wrong with it." she hmms, "I really have to invite you for cooking!" she loudly thinks and looks at the japanese girl, "What's wrong?" she wonders, "Yesterday I saw some two crazy red headed womens with swords and battle bikini, which covered less than you sport bra." she laughs.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
"Yeah, but," Katsumi starts to protest before giving her a second look, sharply with a coy, playful eyebrow raised. "Oh, did'ja get her number? Sounds like my type." Minus the sword. But the teasing is mostly to gage her reaction to something like that.

"And hey! Animals are delicious! Have you ever even /tried/ a steak?"

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean heys and gives Neko a playful pushwith both hands against the other girl's shoulders, "No, I am no into tall redheads, nor will I try any steaks." she protest, if she is serious she can easily stand her ground.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
Katsumi Oshiro takes the push, her slender frame tilting back with it. Eyes widen, mouth open in scandalized shock! "You pushed me!," she exclaims, dramatizing the moment.

And, naturally, she retaliates! But not with a push! She instead attempts to hook her right arm around Karolina's neck to pull her head down, wrangling the taller blonde into a side headlock! A very light, obviously playful side headlock. But if successful, Karolina will find herself pulled in snug against the grappler's side, with her cheek pressed against the side of her chest.

"I might've just had a fight, but I can still take ya!," she declares, while sparing a hand to try to gently, playfully ruffle Karolina's hair.

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean eeeeps and cries out, much more in surprise than real fear or anger "Hey, let off me." she wriggles her torso, and giggles "Thats not fair!" she protests , her left hand comes to her right wrist, rubbing on the thin medical emergency bracelet, but she let's it go off again and decides another strategy, finger tips on Neko's sides and starting to tickle the bare skin.

"You started!" she justifies her doing and would have no mercy with the girl holding her in headloc.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
Katsumi Oshiro totally doesn't see the medical emergency bracelet. She might've had questions, if she had! But no, this is playtime, and Oshiro-san evidently struggles with the notion of personal space. Then again, hearing Karolina giggle is enough reassurance that she isn't having any kind of panic over the situation. She can feel the fingers on her waist, but isn't particularly concerned by it. They're grappling at each other, after all! That's just part of the game- oh no.

Tickling.

"Aah!" Katsumi squeezes Karolina's head against her chest just a little tighter in reaction before easing again, giggles bubbling up from her. "S-stop! That's cheating! Ahah! Hahahah! I'll kill you!," she ineffectually threatens as the hold loosens. Her attempts to endure the demeaning onslaught aren't working!

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean squeals like some poor cat, which was hit on her tail as Neko increases the pressure in the headlock, her righ hand is trying to get rid of the arm around her neck, but no chance against the Japanese girl, which only leaves her left hand to continue to tickle her evil attacker.

"DOn't kill me! Don't kill me!" Karo squirms and chuckles, noticing she is very successful in her revenge, "You started!" she snorts, "Promise to dont make me eat a steak!"

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
"Aahah! Fine! FINE! You- you don't have to eat a steak!" Katsumi is now squirming, trying to direct the two of them to the warehouse wall. If she can get them close enough, she'll try to press Karolina's far shoulder against the wall just to help moosh her a bit more into herself. "But you gotta tap out! I'm goin' for two consecutive submissions tonight, baby~!," she chirps.

Granted, Katsumi isn't trying to keep her trapped in the hold. If Karolina made a real attempt to slip the grip, she'd find success. But this is play for the quirky girl going by 'Bakeneko'. She roughhouses.

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean protests and her right hand is hitting rapidly with her flat against the arms holding her in the lock, having no clue how to really tap out.

"I am not gonna surrend.." her words are stopped as she find herself pressed between the wall and Neko's body.... trapped... captured... persectued... This time panic kicks into the blonde California hippie girl, a swift motion rips off the bracelet from the right wrist, and the next second the whole girl is glowing from within, her skin is translucent, and Karo - the alien - is glowing in the dark street.

"Let off me!" she cries out.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
Katsumi Oshiro preeesses her sideways to the warehouse wall, nice and secure in their mini-bout! The tickling had stopped, so the giggles could finally subside! The hand slapping her forearm is, indeed, enough of a tapout to signal the release - that's pretty much how it's done, after all!

But just as she's in the process of loosening, things take an abrupt turn.

Karolina has gone psychedelic.

Needless to say, the blonde is released and Katsumi takes a hop back, eyes wide. "Whoa! Hey! Chiiiill!," she calls. "You're not radioactive, are ya? Holy shit!"

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean shakes her head, long shimmering hair is flowing around, emiting light in all colors of the rainbow, "I dnd't wanted!" she desperatly calls out and goes down on her knees, her hands moving over the dirty ground in search for bracelet, there it is. Karo quickly quickly secures it again around her right wrist and the next moment the light show is turned off, a panting normal Karo left behind, to totally teriffied looks at Neko, "Sorry, I didn't wanted this." she honestly tells, "I got panic." she sighs and looks on the ground, <It's allways your fault> a evil thought playing games in her mind.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
None of that was an answer! And that's worrying!

Katsumi looks herself over quickly, starting with her arms, then down over the rest of her exposed skin. No marring, nothing to speak of. Everything seems fine. She leans forward, resting her hands on her knees.

"I think I'm fine. Unless you're secretly poisonous and I'm gonna die now," she says, squinting at her. "..You okay? As long as I'm not dyin', it's fine. You, uh... you good?"

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean slowly stands up and waves her empty palms in defense before her body,

"No no, of course I am not radioactive or poisonous! What are you thinking!" she complains and lets out a long sigh, before she looks around. By luck her light form way turned on brief enough to draw any attention. She smirks at Neko, "Lets go to eat something, and you are not going to die... well at least not becaus eof me!" she simply says, not wanting to explain her rainbow & disco lights right on the streets of New York.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
Well, a warehouse. Katsumi isn't leaving her clothes behind, after all!

"I'm thinking you suddenly turned into a Lite-Brite," she chides. "I dunno what's going on there. You're like the living aurora borealis meme. So don't blame me for wantin' to know!"

Straightening her posture again, she watches her for a few more seconds in silence. Whether she's waiting to see if she'll flare up again may not be clear. But finally, she turns to head further down the room, to where she'd stashed her belongings.

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean hmms and throws an apologetical smile to Neko, "I ..." she stammers, "I am an alien." she simply states as it would be the most normal thing to say, "You have seen my real form... the lights." she says without any pride in her voice, not wanting to be different, looking for something to sit on, she would choose anything even a locker room bench to sit down and cover her face with her hands, "I am so sorry. You did nothing wrong... I only panicked."

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
Katsumi Oshiro finds her duffelbag and makes her way back, finding Karolina sitting with her face covered. She pauses, frowns, and leans over to set the duffel to the ground again.

"Scoot," she instructs before turning to sit beside her. Here's to hoping the perch is accommodating! Otherwise they may wind up smushed together again. But it would be rather telling for how quickly the girl has relaxed again.

She's not radioactive. She's just a colorful alien.

"That's wild as Hell," she says as she leans forward, bringing her forearms to rest over her knees. "You bein' an alien and all. Different planets, different species... s'crazy..."

Her head tilts to try to look back at Karolina's face, despite the hands being in the way. "But I'm not freaked. It's kinda cool. You've probably seen some crazy stuff. Heck, you /are/ some crazy stuff." She leans a little towards her, attempting to nudge shoulder to shoulder. "I didn't mean to freak ya out, Karolina-With-A-K. I was just messin' around."

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean hmms and slowly looks through the fingers of her hands for Neko, the other girl isn't A: running away screaming, B: calling the cops or even worse or C: yalling or attacking her being alien-phobic.

"You are not freaking out?" she is surprised, "Oh... trust from all things I have seen, Earth is the weird place of all." she take sher hands away a show a weak smile, "I never left Earth, was even born in LA."

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
"I meeaaan," drawls Katsumi. "I've had enough to freak out over. Believe that. But no, I'm not gonna freak and stuff. 'Sides." She pouts out her bottom lip. "I'm too beat up from the ring to have the energy for that."

Leaning back again, her arms raise to fold together behind her head, languid and deliberately to de-stress. "Earth's a weird place, yeah. But I mean, Hell, if you were born here? You're just an alien 'cuz ya glow a little. Who cares?"

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean hmms, "Really?" she is surprised how relaxed and cool Neko tkaes the situation "Thank you!" she slowly says, more a whispering than loud words, "This means a lot." she explains and notices the other girl to take her arms behind her head, offering Karo a perfect moment to just apply a - very brief - tickle on the other girl's side.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
"It's no big," says Katsumi, affecting the totally cool, aloof, even anime-ish air with hooded gaze cast into the middle-distance ahead. She's Japanese. It comes quite naturally to her.

But then the image gets ruined when fingers find her bare midsection again, earning an immediate, "Awk!," and inwards twitch, hands batting at Karolina's hands. "Staahhp!," she fusses. "Geeze. Got a thing for midriffs?," she asks, giving her a teasingly admonishing look.

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean stops at once and her head tunrs red like a tomato, forcing her to lok away, "It was like an invitation." she explains her childish behavior and slowly looks back, "Gah, yes, Earth is weird." hopefullyl turing the topics into a totally other and hopefully safe direction, "So, does every of your nights is like this?" she jokes.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
Katsumi Oshiro totally catches the blush, though. And this territory, it's far more safe, and far less likely to result in the poor girl having a panic attack. No, this is an avenue that'll be fun to pursue and sink her teeth into, like the ravenous social shark she is.

"Uh-huh?," drawls 'Bakeneko'. "Yeah. Earth's weird. It's got people like me on it." Her near shoulder lifts in an oh-so-casual bobbing half-shrug. "Sometimes they do! If I'm fightin', I'm usually back home by now. Not puttin' pretty blondes in headlocks and finding out they like puttin' their hands on midriffs."

Karolina Dean has posed:
Karolina Dean blinks and tilts her head as she eyes the other girl, "People like you?" she wonders, "Okay, you like to fight in a cage, you like to headlock totally innocent surfer girls ... in LA you would have been one of the ost normal people around." she states "And hey, not my fault, you are always provoking me." she says, and her eyes move down along Neko's body, resting perhaps a moment too long on the exposed skin of the Japanese girl.

Katsumi Oshiro has posed:
"Oh damn, maybe I should hit up LA sometime," 'Bakeneko' muses. But more importantly, she perks with interest: "You're a surfer girl? I always thought that was cool! Is there any surfing around here? I'd /so/ love to see that sometime in person. Frigging no one surfs in Osaka..."

She trails off, finally catching the cant of Karolina's gaze. She glances down at her own midsection, then sloowwly back to her face, sly smile tugging the corner of her lips.

"Hey. Karolina-With-A-K," she says. "Shoot your shot."

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Karolina Dean laughs out, "At least the weather is better on LA." she promises, "The water is warmer ..." and addes with a grin, "The clothes more revealing. You would perfectly fit to Venice beach."

Karo suddenly yawns, her right quickly pulled before her wide open mouth, "Oh sorry.." she honestly says, "It was a long day and even longer night." she states and looks at Neko, "But I had my fun." she confesses and warmly smile, "I would wish to meet you again, ... not in a illegal fight club, not with me panicking." she pauses and gathers some courage, "Would it be okay, if I invite you for dinner next time?"

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The already-raised eyebrow perks just a liiittle higher, biting back a snicker. "Spoken from experience, with the whole 'revealing clothing' dealie?," she asks, finally deliberately flirting. Karolina has a nice face, pretty eyes, and seems sweet. Plus, she's weird. Weird kind'a works in her favor. She'd be afraid of hurting normal people.

The yawn, however, throws her. She blinks at her, at first wondering if she was boring her. But that thought is soon expelled when the question is posed.

"Sure," she says finally, a little more softly. "We can do dinner next time."

She leans closer to her, voice lowering to a whisper, "And by the way - lots'a Japanese food is already vegan. Like tofu. But shh, don't tell anyone." Then she leans back again, glancing about conspiratorially.

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Karolina Dean eeeps and notices Neko's reaction to her own yawn, forcing her to blush again, "No,. no I dont think you are boring!" she quickly speaks out, "This day just hit me like a hammer." she makes a face, "If I dont get soon in a cozy bed, I will fall dead pan into your lap... and I bet you would't even mind." she is still able to tease in return.

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"Hell yeah I would!," quickly responds the Japanese girl. "Last thing I need is someone who just saw me handle my opponent in the ring catchin' me looking like I choked out a random chick!"

With a laugh, Katsumi is lifting to her full height again. She leans over to quickly heft the duffelbag, slinging it over a shoulder. "Okay. You should get off to bed. No passin' out. And we'll run into each other again, 'kay?"

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Karolina Dean slowly stands up and stretches her arms and legs, even trying to imitate some kind of Japanese bow before she playfully blows a kiss into the air, "I choose the place." she states and fingerwaves, finally leaving to get come , catching some sleep.