<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/1DbJUec.png) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15826349#msg15826349)</div><hr/><hr/><strong>Power Level:</strong>650;<strong>Power Up:</strong>140;<strong>Power Spent/Raised &amp; Available:</strong>10/130<br/><strong>Defense:</strong>50;<strong>Hits:</strong>100;<strong>Move:</strong>11<br/><strong>Condition:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Action Summary:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><hr/>Okura watched Catsu weigh her options, her uncertainty writ large across her face; in the end, however, her shoulders slumped, and she nodded her head in acceptance of the offered help.<strong>"O...Okay,"</strong>said the girl, her voice low.<strong>"Please don't say anything aloud."</strong><br/><br/>Stepping in closer so as to keep their discussion private, Spring retrieve the reluctantly offered phone from Catsu. She thumbed it to life, took a look at the display, and then raised her fingers to her lips as her cheeks blushed a vibrant red. Okura blinked, now curious, and peered over Spring's shoulder to get her own glance at the offending material.<br/><br/>There was a pause. Okura's tail continued to sway lazily behind her, uncaring, but her brow rose in an expression that suggested being underwhelmed.<strong>"This is it?"</strong>The words escaped her mouth before she could have held them back - not that she would have tried to anyways: the image showed Catsu from a low angle, standing in the school showers, utterly exposed from face to thighs. The threat writ at the bottom of the image did little to convince Okura of the situation's direness.<br/><br/><strong>"Okaru, what do we do? There's a blackmailing peeper in the high school."</strong>Clearly Spring was far more concerned than Okura felt - her words betrayed that as much as the worried expression she wore.<br/><br/>With her arms still folded behind her head, Okura looked back at Spring, her expression lacking the same overwhelming shock and fear that her friends' did.<strong>"Someone with far too much time on their hands,"</strong>she remarked in answer. She never could understand why everyone feared their exposed bodies so much: they were natural parts of them - as natural as her own tail - and whilst craving sight of the naked form, civilisation simultaneously demanded that it be walled away out of fear of ridicule. It was yet another example of how humanity couldn't make up its mind over the simplest of things.<br/><br/>That wasn't to say that Okura wandered about in the nude, nor that she didn't appreciate the need for clothes - after all, Saiyans wore clothes, both to keep themselves warm from the elements, and to shield them from harm - but what she couldn't understand was the absolute dread that nudity birthed in those who witnessed it here on earth.<br/><br/>Catsu's fear was considerable, and in spite of Okura's lack of empathy for the situation, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for her friend's mood.<strong>"But if the blackmailer knows I'm talking to you two about this, these photographs will get me expelled."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"For what?"</strong>replied Okura, shaking her head.<strong>"For showering in the school's own facilities? It's not like you're doing anything wrong - if anything, the one who took the pictures would probably get the boot."</strong><br/><br/>It was clear from both Catsu and Spring's expressions, however, that they did not share Okura's lack of concern; and so, with a soft sigh, she halted the red-headed girl before she could depart. She waved both of them in closer, and then gestured to the phone that was clutched between them all.<br/><br/><strong>"Whoever this is wanted to meet you, right? Well, what if we do that?"</strong>Okura shrugged, and adopted a confident smirk.<strong>"You meet them in the gymnasium and draw them in; then I'll come out and break their phones, cameras, noses, et cetera, et cetera."</strong><br/><br/>Becoming more serious for the moment, Okura turned to face Catsu directly, her fists on her hips as she bent forwards.<strong>"I might not get why you'd be ashamed of your own body, but that doesn't make what they're doing right. So let me help you, and put these guys in their place. Sound good?"</strong><br/><br/>Okura's grin broadened for a long moment - and then slumped momentarily. She thought back to Rin and her conversation with him less than a half-hour ago, and it dawned on her that she was, once again, playing right into the hands of her more aggressive instincts. And so, with no small amount of reluctance - and an audible sigh - she also added,<strong>"Or, if you prefer, we can take it to the Principle and let them deal with it through the school system."</strong>