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</a>Paradise City - </b><s><b>Mark</b></s><br/><br/>Gehenna Girl was, naturally, very popular among men and a surprising amount of women; though, given how uninhibited Paradise City was in regards to sexuality, it probably was not too surprising. Fact was that not a lot of people caught what GiGi yelled out to specify her type of man; it looked like there was a score of guys who overestimated their appeal: even if they did not stand a snowball's chance in hell, they'd probably still show up later on to try and get in on the orgy. Some of the women rebuked the excited single men or asked their boyfriends what they were thinking in a very sinister way, that made them wither and take a few steps back.<br/><br/>But that did not concern GiGi or Mark, the latter expressing his gratitude:<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">"Right, thank you Gehenna Girl and good work back there. I hope to see and hear more of your exploits soon, although I wish I could be the first to do so and continue to record for news about it."</span>The soft lips of the blonde angle upwards into a soft smile as he says his farewells. "Until next time!" He watched her go and then put his camera and mic away, before heading over to his car to get to work on this new material.<br/><br/><b><a class="link link--internal" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/118819/#post-2936007">
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</a>Zìyóu</b><br/><br/>When GiGi arrived at Bentley's lighthouse, her phone buzzed as she received a message from Zìyóu which read<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(242, 174, 223)">{I just got my new smartphone: if you have time now I can give you back yours.}</span>If GiGi had time then, the blue-haired heroine would ask her<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(242, 174, 223)">{Where are you? I'll fly over and hand it back.}</span>Once again, if GiGi told her where they could meet at the Thresher's Beach lighthouse, Zìyóu would answer<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(242, 174, 223)">{Alright, I'll be there in a couple of minutes.}</span><br/><br/>Almost true to her word, the din of a supersonic object could be heard after seven minutes had passed: the aura manipulator touched down with both feet, the tip of her sneaker shoes touching the dirt first, before the rest of her sole adhered to the ground. Some people watched her for a bit, as the sound of flight was anything but subtle, and gave her some space when she waltzed up to the entrance of the cylindrical building. When she got to the lighthouse's main entrance, she slowed down a bit as a tall woman with long, blue braided hair entered the building before her.<br/><br/>She had gotten changed out of her blouse and skirt and into a white bikini with black rims along the edges: it was not the most revealing or enticing clothing of all time, but at least it was a huge step up from the casual clothes she'd worn before. With a small purse in hand, Zìyóu looked around for GiGi (if they had agreed to meet up at Bentley's in the first place, obviously) and walked over to her once found.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(242, 174, 223)">"Thank <i>heavens</i> you chose to come to this lighthouse: easy to find, given how tall it has to be."</span>Was the first remark that Zìyóu had, with palpable relief in her tone and demeanor.<br/><br/>Looking around, she added<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(242, 174, 223)">"I didn't expect all <i>this</i>, though... Who knew there was place for foodstuff in here."</span>The former korean certainly did not, it looked like.