Name: 7<br/>Time: Day 1, Afternoon<br/>Location: Sector 3 Social Zone<br/>Tagging: 2<br/>Notes/Warning: Icebreaker!<br/><hr/><br/>At that point it became clear to the astute that Tessa was actually just a recording of the person, rather than the real deal. It did raise some questions though, and he was left to wonder if she was perhaps taking the opportunity to participate in the event without anyone realizing it. She was certainly not his companion though, not unless she had some particularly potent abilities that she had kept hidden thus far.<br/><br/>But it was easy enough to take Tessa up on her offer, as he felt those strange arms wrapping around him and her body pressing close. He continued his exploration for the most part, feeling out what he could and getting the best picture possible. At the same time he could feel her tendrils wrap around him from behind, pulling him closer and leaving him engulfed in the smell of watermelon and fruit. It was actually fairly pleasant, he had to admit.<br/><br/>His shirt was practically gone at this point, but he accepted every move that she mad without flinching where her tendrils or hands landed. He shifted in turn, focusing on her face a bit more at which point he found the spot where the grainy coating he had felt this entire time faded away. Beyond that there was only he same substance of the tendrils, and understanding at last hardened as he figured out exactly who it was. He had seen the slime girl entering, though they had not really talked. Well, now it seemed that they had a better chance to get to know each other.<br/><br/>At that point he noticed that the blindfold had begun to fall away, giving him some idea of what she looked like thanks to how much his vision had adjusted. It wasn't perfect by any stretch, but he could see a bit. Their 'lips' met much to his surprise, yet he reacted quickly enough with a response that was amused in its demeanor. His exploration faded away and returned to where he remembered those weaker points being, figuring they were sensitive like her tendrils and treating each with a probing touch. Now that he knew her there was nothing to worry about, and he would focus on just enjoying the moment.