RP: 5th Fleet [Chapter Six] Lazy Lyfe

Rin glanced at Aya and motioned to the poor form of Sif still resting in her cleavage.

"Well...she survived," said Rin with a shrug. "I don't know if she will want to go a second time though."

Aya took a closer look at the hapless Mini-Neko and had to suppress a small giggle. "Aw, that's too bad! I thought that slide was great!" She then added in a stage whisper, "Surely Sif should be made of sterner stuff than someone like me, right...?" Her expression was sly.

"So, ready to go again?"

The words seemed to echo in Sif's ears as she lay there. A feeble, "Mō iya..." escaped her lips as she slumped into Rin's plump cleavage as the light in her eyes dulled. The lifeless, thousand yard stare she gave to nothing in particular was practically fixed onto nothing as the Mini-Neko lay there. A giggle simply escaped Kuroneko's lips as she floated on closer, a foot lazily swirling in the water seemingly being more than enough to gracefully bring her over.

"Even the best of armors has chinks, and poor Nee-san is no difference," the sultry woman purred. Coming close, they could all see the shapely Neko's form casually tanning in the sun. As well as the horrific scar on her belly from her prior wound. "Are you going to go again? I don't think she'd be able to even complain, though, I do admit I'm curious how she'd take it if she were more properly sized," she admitted with a small smile. behind her, several pairs of bikini clad cat-girls were chicken fighting for dominance of the pool and beyond!

"If not though, what will you next?" Kuroneko curiously asked them, sipping her drink.

"Wow, she really is out of it..." murmured Aya. She then turned to face Kuroneko as the older Nekovalkyrja approached. The younger Neko couldn't quite bring herself to look at the scar. To Kuroneko's question she simply shrugged and smiled sheepishly. "Really, I'm just fine with whatever everyone else wants to do. I'm not sure Sif could handle another go, though..."