Night 58: Grand Ballroom
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It was just yesterday that Erika had thrown herself into this strange place for what should have been the last time, but she was already back. She might have been more upset about the fall, which certainly wouldn't do her aching body any good, if she hadn't perfected her "talent" of falling right on top of Sync each time they teleported into the Ballroom. Erika didn't know if was just Sync's foul luck or the whims of the Game Master, but he kept appearing underneath her every time they used the ring and she was more then happy to take advantage of that fact.
Tonight's interesting consequences only made Erika's landing even smoother, as the girl avoided a world of pain and hurt by hitting Sync as opposed to hitting the cold, hard, inorganic floor... in more ways then one. When Erika rolled off of her poor companion, she had a very pleased look on her face, one reflected a lot more happiness then just the sheer joy of calculating your landing on another person's form just so.
"... Really, you're making this too easy for me," Erika didn't even apologize, smiling indiscreetly as she struggled to get herself up. Unfortunately for her, the floor was still hard, cold, and did little to help her get up without considerable stress to her abdomen. Well, at least Sync "helped" her from making it worse.
It was just yesterday that Erika had thrown herself into this strange place for what should have been the last time, but she was already back. She might have been more upset about the fall, which certainly wouldn't do her aching body any good, if she hadn't perfected her "talent" of falling right on top of Sync each time they teleported into the Ballroom. Erika didn't know if was just Sync's foul luck or the whims of the Game Master, but he kept appearing underneath her every time they used the ring and she was more then happy to take advantage of that fact.
Tonight's interesting consequences only made Erika's landing even smoother, as the girl avoided a world of pain and hurt by hitting Sync as opposed to hitting the cold, hard, inorganic floor... in more ways then one. When Erika rolled off of her poor companion, she had a very pleased look on her face, one reflected a lot more happiness then just the sheer joy of calculating your landing on another person's form just so.
"... Really, you're making this too easy for me," Erika didn't even apologize, smiling indiscreetly as she struggled to get herself up. Unfortunately for her, the floor was still hard, cold, and did little to help her get up without considerable stress to her abdomen. Well, at least Sync "helped" her from making it worse.