Dropping atop her bed from the teleporter, Lynn thumps down onto the bed with a sigh. Hearing her PDA start beeping, she doesn't trouble herself to lift her head from the covers, and smacks her hand against the sheets a few times trying to pinpoint the source of the noise, until one hand comes down upon her PDA and drags it near her face.<br/><br/>"So i'm a Rank Y now huh..? Urk..and it wants me to have another match again already so soon..?" Larine groans as she rolls over on the sheets..noticing there was no top there. Apparently she'd lost her clothing too many times..<br/><br/>Pulling up her PDA, she thumbs through a virtual clothing store to try to find something new to wear....and after probably a good half hour of searching, a *clink, clink* is heard, and Larine is buried under a set of new clothing. ( http://h1.ripway.com/miachan/larine1.jpg )<br/><br/>"Hmm..this is a little classy..I could almost go clubbing in this..." Larine mutters to herself while looking at the heap of clothes at her feet. Though, she was definately going to take a nap and a nice shower first..provided it were possible.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>It didn't take Larine as long to recover from the last match. Maybe three hours or so of subdued sleep. She didn't really take any direct hits ( although her bottom was a little sore, and she was still a bit horny..)<br/><br/>Larine seizes her PDA with one hand, sitting up, still topless, sheets falling gracefully from the tips of her breasts to a heap at her waist. One hand begins to thumb through the options, and clicking on a "sexual services" button, Larine nervously looks around....like a frightened child wanting to touch herself but wanting to make sure she's alone first..<br/><br/>(( OOC : You can insert a couple options here, I might come back to them later..<br/><br/>But..Larine nodded to herself, and knew that she had another match today, and it wouldn't be wise getting herself randier than she already was. Pressing a couple of neatly-clipped fingernails against the bed, she slowly stands up, tossing her miniskirt to the side...and pulls out her new outfit.<br/><br/>After about 45 minutes in a warm bath to soak to get rid of the little aches still lingering on her, she slowly steps out, same X-rated towel barely clutching her tender parts as she plops down near her bed. Slowly, she slides up both of the yellow-and-black striped skintight thighs on either leg, wriggling her toes a bit to fit them to her form..and then the matching little tie-string thong, tugging out on it gently to make sure it didn't press *too* far into her bottom and turn into nothing more than a simple black strip of fabric rather than a covering. The next piece of clothing was a simple black microskirt, attatched to her hips with a simple button in the fron, blue prints running along the edges of either hip to (admittedly) make her butt look a little more toned. Though naturally, the skirt wouldn't be as easy to keep down as the last one was, but it definately was stylish, and was a little bit more than a swimsuit.. Fastening her little styled bra over her chest, and snapping the little golden ring that holds it together in the back, Larine walks over to her mirror and runs her hands back through her jet-black hair, tossing it over her shoulders, and blowing the mirror a kiss with an arched hip, pressing her hands into the indent of her hourglass waist. Admittedly the skirt was a little bit low-cut too..but it was so much more classy..<br/><br/>Though, as she's looking at herself in the mirror..she presses two fingers against the plus sign at her cheek, hoping word wouldn't spread about it. It was embarassing enough having your female body respond like normal to stimulation.but now she practically had an..arousal gauge on the left side of her face. Larine picks a different (flavored) bodyspray this time, giggling as she drops a few sprays of "french mocha" on her body. If she ever got out of here, she was sure as hell stealing some of the perfume...<br/><br/>Idly drumming her feet against the side of the bed , she looks to each of her oponents. This time things weren't looking so well..<br/><br/>Katherine wasn't a wise choice because...Larine was already rather horny. Julie looked a bit safer, were it not for the fact that her style was practically based about knocking people out of the ring..and it was a floating ring, no less. She'd read about those...<br/><br/>And Mistress Rika plain out looked *scary*. There was no way in heck that she was just charging in after her. She must have a fairly distinctive style..that if Larine could do some research about she could have a chance to beat. Larine was a bit afraid of picking Katherine..Erica wasn't even all that good at that stuff and she still popped without any effort. But Julie didn't look like the kind of person that would go against Rika to find information against her...She had to take a chance.<br/><br/>Setting her PDA to Katherine, Larine applies a light shade of eyeshadow, as well as a subtle off-pink lipstick..and takes off for the teleporter again..<br/>---<br/>( You can interrupt here if you'd like or let her keep going..)<br/><br/>Though..as Larine steps through this time, she again gets slammed flat on her butt as she enters the ring. She still wasn't getting used to having her entire body descrabled and thrown around. Staring slowly upwards, Larine manages a nervous giggle behind two cheeks tinted red with embarassment..<br/>(( Start Match Roll : 25 http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=430625