Miki sits on a smooth wooden bench along one of the wider avenues of the park.  She isn't exactly dressed for a fight, but the fight isn't supposed to be here anyway.  So she is wearing a fuzzy ribbed vanilla white tube top that only accentuates her hefty bust, a sequined silver-white string bikini bottom to complement it and high sandals with tacky plastic straps.  A fake pearl bracelet around her left wrist and an open jacket of seethrough plastic complete the outfit.  All of it sets off her little figure with its unnaturally prominent curves and balance.  Of course, it's all for the sake of showing off her wares to the world.  Not her choice.<br/><br/>Very little is, she thinks as she makes a half-hearted coy look at a young man passing by.  Better to bring some new blood to the club tonight, so they think she's doing something out here besides sitting around wishing she wasn't what she is.  Miki belongs to them, to their operation and their show, and she knows it even if she hates it.  Well, they don't ask much more than flesh shows and some errands from her wings...  Not every night, anyway.  It could all be worse.  She glances down at the tip of her tail trying to edge free of her bikini bottom, and reminds herself as she always does: "At least the demonkind don't toss me out for the scientists to disect."<br/><br/>She sits up a tad straighter and cranes her neck to peer around a corner in the walkway.  Is that who she thought?  Not that tall blonde American SWAT nuisance.  Since she came to town, that one has managed to be in the right place at the wrong time twice -- and both times, it messed up Miki's otherwise simple bombing and kidnapping activities.  Under the circumstances, it was all Miki could do to slow that one down and escape to report. That meant punishment on her back each time, one way or another (she bites her lip softly, fidgeting with the memories).<br/><br/>Miki understands her being some goodie girl and all.  That's just natural, but now that she's here...  They wouldn't let it go if Miki didn't try to catch her, especially with all that's happening at the mall right now.  The short fair-skinned dancer stands up with a sigh, stepping back under the shadow of the treeline to avoid drawing any more attention than her curves already have.  Her jacket slides lower on her back and shoulders as her wings slide up and free of her top, which then rides lower on her heavy bust.  The pointed tail worms out of its covering, pushing her sequined bottom a little askew as well.  As she takes a quick sprint onto her wings, locks of black hair gather along the left side of her head into a lashing tentacle.  It curls forward while the end is still hardening together.  She closes quickly with the tall blonde, trying to weave the extension around her side and in hard into that crotch that is usually a little vulnerable on her...<br/><br/>----------<br/><br/>Miki:<br/>Body 6, Potency 10<br/>Armor -2, Speed 2, Combat +1 (hit/dodge), Combative 3<br/><br/>Initiative total: 17<br/>http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=455614<br/><br/>First attack (minor tentacle): 17 again<br/>http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=455615<br/><br/>Damage base: 10<br/>http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=455616<br/><br/>Remind me how to do order for multiple attacks, if you can?  Do we alternate one each or is there another initiative roll to figure out when my third one would fall, etc.?<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>