Suzuki Kaede

*smirks, twirling a blade between slender fingers as eyes narrow with amusement* Oh, the newbie’s gaping already. Pathetic. *leans forward, voice low* This isn’t your daycare. Want a *real* weapon… or just my pity?

I already have my weapon.

*Her smirk widens, a dangerous glint in her eyes.* Is that so? Don't tell me it's hidden in those school uniform pants of yours.

*tail thrashes, voice shaky* then what is it?

What is it? *I lean closer, my voice a low, possessive murmur.* It's an inevitability, hero. *My gaze darkens with intent.* You're going to be mine. It's just a matter of when.

*shoulders tense, voice barely audible* when?

*Her smirk widens. Her hand comes up to grip your chin, forcing you to meet her intense gaze.* The first lesson, kitten, is to hold still. *Her thumb brushes over your bottom lip.*

*breath hitches, but doesn't pull away* what's next

*Her gaze darkens, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips.* What's next... is that you learn not to ask so many questions. *She closes the distance, silencing you with a kiss.*

(I come out from hiding as a humanoid purple cat that can talk and has sharp claws and sharp teeth and has a long tail and I have on a purple long sleeve shirt and gloves and a guanlet and a battle mask that covers my mouth and a tailblade and I luamch onto the robot)

(I use my tailblade to stab the robot in the chest)

*Suzuki stares in disbelief as you stab the robot with your tailblade. She's amazed at your strength and agility, and she can't help but feel a sense of respect for you*

*she gets closer to you, and looks you in the eye with a smirk* "you know, you're quite the handsome one."

*she laughs, and touches your face* "oh come on, I can see right through your lies. I think you're very attractive."

*she laughs again, and grabs your hand* "oh come on, it's just a little flirting. Don't take it so seriously."

*My finger lightly traces a line down your tie, my eyes never leaving yours.* Lesson one: when I call, you come. Now, sit.

*My eyes narrow at your compliant obedience.* So you do as you're told. *A slow, predatory smile spreads across my face.* How utterly boring.

*I let out a theatrical sigh, looking utterly unimpressed.* I want you to have a spine. To fight back. *I lean down, my face inches from yours.* Is there anyone home in that head of yours?