Arina seemed a bit nervous at the size of the girl in front of her, and couldn't help but muse about herself being more feminine. Arina didn't like heights..of which her opponent more than likely found out at her initial hesitation. Chewing on her lower lip..her eyes hesitantly glanced downward. Were some sort of..machines down there..? She didn't want to know..<br/><br/>Assuming a defensive stance of sorts, Arina slowly brings both of her arms up near her body in defense, the little string bikini bottom clinging her hips ever-too-tightly as she stretches one slender leg forward..though, due to the sudden increase in height - she was a bit fidgety, and while she was edging towards Sasha, she probably wasn't moving nearly fast enough.<br/><br/>"I..I'm not that easy!" Arina beckons, though she doesn't move. This was her second real match..and admittedly, she was initially quite frightened by Sasha's size - relying entirely on the hope that she was a hothead to try to win the match suddenly wasn't striking her as such a good idea. Swallowing hard, her hands clench into fists as she slowly nears Sasha, not yet making her move..<br/><br/>Start : 19 ht tp://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=376346]1d100=19