To tell the truth, Arisa had questions herself, at first...But eventually, you stopped wondering. Even before she'd ascended to the rank of a full Knight, she'd known that some answers would *always* be beyond her...Though whether the knowledge was too important, or whether they didn't<em>know</em>-<br/><br/>...It was hard to tell which one was more disturbing.<br/><br/>She didn't quite laugh, her expression solemn - Her hand resting lightly on his! "Prophecy," Arisa said - the same thing her teachers had always told<em>her</em>- "-Only makes sense in hindsight." She allowed herself a little smile...Her slim shoulders lifting in the slightest shrug - It didn't matter whether *she* believed or not! What really mattered was that the Chosen One was taking it seriously!<br/><br/>"Besides...It lead me to you, didn't it~?"<br/><br/>There was that moment again. That companionable moment, where both of them were regarding the map together...Her eyes widening ever-so-slightly, as Cecil's hand brushed against hers! The silver-haired beauty's breath caught...The sensation thrumming through her!<br/><br/>It'd been about a month, now...And Arisa *still* didn't know what to make of Cecil. Was he attractive? Well...Sort of. He wasn't<em>bad</em>-looking. From what she'd gathered from the other girls, he was pretty handsome. ("But always distant," one of them had lamented. "He's *totally* off in that own little world of his...")<br/><br/>But - The thing was, when you got down to it...She wasn't<em>sure</em>if she, like, *liked* him. He wasn't *hard* to be around, but there was something-<br/><br/>...Perhaps she'd just been expecting something *more*? Which made moments like this all the more awkward...<br/><br/>As she settled on the bike with him, her slender arms wrapped around her waist, as she leaned in close...She could feel his breath come faster, at the subtle shift of her form, the play of her full breasts against his back as the motorcycle's engine growled to life beneath them...And that was good, because it stifled her urge to - against all odds - sigh~!<br/><br/>What<em>more</em>had she been hoping for...? She wasn't sure - Something, circling without taking hold-!<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>The storm drain was exactly where she'd expected it to be. As a matter of fact, Arisa had sensed the faintest palpitations of evil from the area...But at that time, it hadn't been worth her time to purge it - And there were more important things to do, like keeping an eye on the Chosen One! In hindsight, she had to admit: That had been rather prescient of her.<br/><br/>After all, if she hadn't left it like this...What would she do for her next target?<em>Probably look harder,</em>Arisa thought, wryly - Her lissome form sheltering within a nearby alley, as she changed! To her relief, it *was* fairly clean here...This had been an abandoned shoe-shop, at some point - Except for the cold, it was less awkward to undress than she'd expected-!<br/><br/>She kept her back squarely to the mouth of the alley, as she unfastened her skirt - Her blouse half-undone, the ascot tie held in her mouth. The cool air made her skin tingle, a little shiver racing up the sleek curve of her back, as Arisa stood there for a moment...In little more than her bra and panties-! Not for the first time, a tingle worked it's way through her...<br/><br/>-All right. She knew what her problem was, though she wouldn't admit it to herself...Not out loud, anyway.<br/><br/>It was the mission. All of it. She was, after all, only<em>pretending</em>to be a schoolgirl - When the time came, they'd call her back...With the Chosen One in tow! (She didn't relish having to convince Cecil of *that*.) But no, it was more than that...The girls, when they gossiped in the changing rooms and after lunch - The main topic of discussion were the mysterious entities known as 'boys', who were just starting to get interesting. And it wouldn't be long before someone asked if she had a boyfriend-<br/><br/>She'd demur, of course. It wasn't like she<em>could</em>have one - She was supposed to stay close to Cecil, and she knew enough that his interest would flag if she wasn't at his side! But the alternative, though - It wasn't *as* exciting as she'd hoped! No, what Arisa wanted was...She wanted<em>something</em>. She wanted to have some *fun*-<br/><br/>A little gasp thrummed from her silky throat, as she shook her head - She was getting distracted. Not good. Sure, this was little more than pantomime, to her - But for Cecil, it was *very* real. She couldn't let him know how little danger they actually *were* in-!<br/><br/>Fabric rustled, as Arisa slipped her costume out of her schoolbag - the faint<em>squeak</em>of leather in her eyes, as she dressed...A little hurriedly, to make up for her distraction! The sleek bodysuit (http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=3272776) molded to her luscious form, so *tight*, so sheer, it was almost<em>painted-on</em>...Matte-black and grey, almost<em>glossy</em>, her slender but strong arms sheathed in elbow-length gloves! As she did up the tight collar (http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=3164509), Arisa pulled her silver hair back from her lovely features, settling the veil in place...<br/><br/>From a distance, her outfit looked like a nun's habit (http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=2750562) - But no nun would've ever worn something so sheer...So form-fitting! Her stiletto-heels tapped lightly against the ground, as she stepped out of the alley - She was pretty sure that Cecil's eyes would go wide once he saw her...The way they<em>always</em>did. That should've been flattering, but part of her wondered how she'd feel if there were *other* people around to enjoy it...<br/><br/>-She was *really* getting distracted, wasn't she?<br/><br/>"Thank you for waiting," Arisa said - Her silver hair framing her lovely features, hips rolling smoothly as she sauntered towards her...She was doing her best to keep her pose from being overtly alluring - But some things...You just couldn't *help*. Her hands rested lightly on her hips, as she leaned forward ever-so-slightly...A faint creak of leather lingering in her wake-!<br/><br/>Did he peek on her while she changed? She had<em>no</em>idea, though the thought made her vaguely uncomfortable...Especially because she wouldn't have minded being watched, just being watched by<em>other</em>- And there she went again!<em>Mind on the task ahead,</em>Arisa told herself, sternly...She really had to watch her thoughts-!<br/><br/>"Now...Do you remember last time?" she said - Her hands resting lightly on the seat of the motorcycle, her expression intent.<em>"Concentrate.</em>Remember how it felt to hold your spiritual weapon - The look and feel of it...<em>Focus</em>your thoughts on where it *should* be-"<br/><br/>Arisa held her breath - Before, he'd always needed her powers to ignite his. Perhaps...Maybe, this time - Cecil would make the breakthrough! Her crimson eyes narrowed, her expression carefully measured to be fascinated and trusting at once...She was counting on him-!<br/><br/><em>And maybe,</em>a little voice whispered, within her -<em>Maybe they'd *finally* be able to move on to the next stage-!</em>