I expect at least one person to complain about how I've ended up portraying them. -_-
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After the long, difficult battle against Theorist and her Maiden cronies, Zengar's first instinct had been to invite her and her friends around for a tea party. This instinct was dashed quickly when she remembered that she hated tea with a passion, but an alternative solution had come to mind. The next day had brought convenient weather, and a nearby beach was just large enough for all involved to fit in readily. Before the fighting continued, there was time for a break.
And she had her own way of relaxing at the beach.
"Zengar...is this really necessary?"
Ruro, standing a good distance back, watched Zengar disapprovingly. She'd chosen a pink bikini top with a floral design, and a pair of red shorts. She wasn't really that much of a heat person, at least not to this extent - it felt like she was on the verge of wilting away. She would have taken a dip in the water to do something about it, but leaving Zengar on her own right now could have lead to...painful consequences.
"Why not? Isn't this one of those rituals you have to perform at a beach?"
Zengar had gone for something much riskier, a black racing swimsuit with a golden trim. She held her trusty Zankantou with both hands, though her balance was slightly off compared to how she usually wielded it.
Mainly because she was also blindfolded.
"Well, yes, but most of the time people try to split the watermelon with a stick. Swords are...slightly more dangerous."
"What, you doubt me?"
Zengar swung around, the blade curving an uncertain arc.
"Ah!"
It clipped Donut's wing as it passed by, frightening her and knocking her onto the ground. The sand brushed onto her bikini, but for all the yellow dots on her multi-coloured outfit they couldn't really be made out. She rubbed at the slashed feathers, wincing slightly.
"W-Watch where you swing that, Zengar..."
Zengar's eyes were covered by the blindfold, but her raised eyebrows did enough to show her embarrassment.
"See my point now?"
Ruro wanted to throw 'I told you so' on to that somewhere, but then she'd probably come out sounding like Zengar's mother. She looked at Donut, tending to her injury, licking at the tiny pool of blood that had formed-
!!!Ruro licked her lips unintentionally. The sight of Donut's blood had pulled out feelings that she typically did her best to repress...
"Ah. Sorry, Ruro. I'll just take this off, the-"
"No!"
Ruro suddenly flipped 180 on her opinion, reaching out to stop Zengar from pulling off the blindfold. The swordswoman looked (or at least tried to) in her direction, confused.
"Uh, sorry. I'm assuming that now you've been warned that you've learned your lesson. Feel free to continue, okay?"
She tried her best to come up with an excuse to get Zengar to continue her perilous antics, in the hope that Donut wouldn't mind losing a few more feathers. Zengar shrugged.
"Well...fine. If you're good with it, I'll just get back to my CLEAVING."
Zengar swung around again, holding the blade lower to avoid Donut's wing.
"Ow!"
She hadn't factored in the fact that Donut was now sitting on the ground, and proceeded to slice at the bottom of Donut's other wing.
"...Jeez, if it had been anyone else it would've been kind of cool, but that sword reeally hurts..."
Tiny drips of fresh blood started to fall from the wing, and Donut pulled it over to herself so she could start cleaning it.
She wasn't expecting someone else to start tending to the wound first.
"Allow me, Donut."
Ruro bent down, licking at the cut. Donut could make out a glint in her eyes that naturally caused her heart to race a little.
"H-Hey, Ruro...I'm fine here, seriously. Maybe you should go stop Zengar from killing someone..."
Even with all of her dodging ability, Donut couldn't possibly graze her way around an obstacle this big being so close to her. Ruro looked her in the eyes longingly, suddenly grabbing her by the shoulder.
"But then I'd have to miss out on having fun with you, wouldn't I~?"
Donut felt herself being pinned down, her wings fluttering uselessly behind her. Ruro's bloodlust had granted her some sort of hidden strength which the pastry couldn't hope to overcome.
"W-Wait! Please, Ruro, not right now, can I at least go get a bandage or some-kyaaaaaaaa~!"
As Ruro started putting her hands in places Donut didn't want them to go, an oblivious Zengar was too busy focusing her energies on CLEAVING this watermelon to notice the antics behind her. With a trained hand, she swung down with the Zankantou-
Shing!The satisfying sound of slicing filled the air. Elated, Zengar pulled off the blindfold and-
"...Oh wait, it's just a rock. Dammit."
The blade hung between two pieces of an overgrown rock, a sight that would normally have been pretty impressive. Zengar, though, simply shuffled the blindfold back into place and returned to her challenge.
Just you wait, you damn watermelon...I'll CLEAVE you yet.And in the entire interval she was unblindfolded, Zengar remained peacefully unaware of the harrassment occuring only a few feet away.
"R-R-Ruro! People are watching, you can't just-uwaaaaah~!"
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