Dinner Plans: Suyou and Masane

Suyou slowly made her way back to her feet, one hand still clutching her ravaged womanhood. She glared weakly at Masane and saw she was back on her feet, looking for a fight. Suyou was way past fighting now.

To show it, she grabbed a chair, and would slam it over Masane's head.

((OOC: Intervening now.))

But Suyou would find that the chair wouldn't move. And if she looked behind her, she would find a dark-haired, green-eyed Oriental woman gripping her weapon very firmly.

"I don't think so," Shizuku Yatori growled as she yanked the chair out of Suyou's hands.

Suyou suddenly couldn't move the chair, and the reason was behind her. There was another woman in the room now. "W-What?" she stammered, and squeked when the chair was ripped out of her hands. "Who are you?! What are you doing in my dressing room!?"

Masane looked up in surprise, seeing she had come after all. And she couldn't be happier to see her.

"Yatori!!" She exclaimed, her hands still bound behind her back, and fully nude.

The chair clanged against the wall Yatori threw it into. She didn't give it a second glance, such was her dislike of the weapon. Instead she focused on Suyou.

"I'm Shizuku Yatori. I'm here to rescue someone important to me." She smiled grimly. Though she didn't, couldn't, spare a glance towards Masane, she made it known: "Masane, free yourself. I'll take care of her."

"But... Yatori.. she has me tied down with your sash... I don't want to tear it up.." She protested.

"Then be careful slipping out of it," she kindly advised while eyeing her opponent. "And besides, you're more important to me than any sash.

"Now, how'd you like to fight someone who can fight back?" Yatori challenged Suyou.

Masane swallowed hard and nodded, rolling over and tried to escape out of the dressing room so she could undo the sash elsewhere. "Yatori... be careful, she's a lot tougher than she looks.." She warned before trying to leave.

Suyou raised an eyebrow, the sudden surprise of the girl's appearnce now gone. "So you're the famous Yatori?" she chuckled. This certainly saved the trouble of looking for her. She allowed Masane to leave, she was finished with her. Now she had a fresh challenge to keep her satisfied. Despite the fact she was nude she was in complete confidence. "I love it when they fight back," Suyou replied, sliping into a grappling stance. "That way when I beat them they'll know I'm boss."

"Shut up," Yatori hissed. She was furious but in control of her emotions. "And fight."

The Mafiosi was wearing a blouse and short pants. Normally she'd take them off since clothes hampered her movement. This wasn't one of her usual games, though. She couldn't afford to undress. Suyou would probably attack as soon as Yatori got tangled up in her shirt.

I shouldn't fight now... I'm angry... she's much bigger than me... this is dangerous...

Fuck it.

She closed on Suyou as if to grapple. Everyone in AFW knew Yatori always opened up with a grapple. She couldn't throw a blow for her life.

Instead she'd dive beneath Suyou's expectant hands to grab and yank the bigger woman's legs.

Head-to-head, she'd overpower me, like she did to Masane. I need to put her on her back so she can't fight back!