Kallen Kozuki was not a girl who put up with bullshit lightly. Yet here she was. In a changing room, holding up a long black dress with white frills just everywhere, and trying to figure out how to put it on when she should be trying to figure out how to make Bella squeal like a stuck pig.
Actually, that might not be the best metaphor to use under the conditions. A member of <i>that</i> club might turn it into a double entendre. Anyway. She sort of got the general idea, and started putting it on with great reluctance. Better than asking the perverted girl out there for help. She would be far too gleeful to <i>assist</i>, Kallen was sure of that.
“Are you doing alright? It can be a bit tricky to put on for a beginner.” Hah, speak of the devil and she shall appear, or at least speak up and hold out a poisoned gift. "Hold on darling, let me put on a little music to properly set the mood."
To Kallen's surprise the music that played was not the classical sort that Britannians tended to go for. It was a more thumping electronic instrumental. It sounded like there were lyrics in there, but she couldn't make out what they were saying.
Part of that was probably the distraction from trying to think of some way to get Bella to talk. She needed the blackmail, needed the secrets of Britannia’s nobility far more than some sex obsessed fool. Look at her, standing there with her camera, wearing a sluttier version of the same clothes Kallen was wearing.
"Lean back a little, darling. The camera loves you!" Bella said, quickly taking several shots of Kallen in quick succession, ducking her head to change the angles. The half-Britannian resisted the urge to deck her in the face.. There were far more important things to do. She could indulge her new <i>friend’s</i> perverted streak if it gave her an in on the nobility. "Smashing, positively smashing! The way you move your body, you're a natural."
Yeah whatever. Bella lit a candle by their mini-catwalk. It smelled funny. Not in a bad way.. Maybe flowery? Kallen couldn’t quite place it... Never mind. It probably wasn't important. She spun around on her heels and walked off back to the dressing room, rolling her eyes at the flash, flash, flash of the camera behind her.
"Such disdain! You're so in character!" Bella called after her. Thump, thump, thump. Without noting it Kallen started timing her footsteps to the pounding music playing. On returning to the dressing room Kallen ditched the dress on the floor without a care and went right to the next costume she found hanging there. A swimsuit. Of course. At the very least it was a fairly reasonable one.
It kinda reminded her of their school swimsuits, just a slightly different colour scheme. Instead of simple navy blue, this one was a striking red with only a little blue to contrast it. She didn’t notice the odd fact that the red areas were specifically located where a more revealing piece would show off skin. For example at the cleavage, and the butt cheeks.
Not that it mattered right now. Putting this on, she'd come up with her plan. And this seemed like the ideal time to hit with it. Get dressed in the first silly costume without a fuss, let her drop her guard, then hit her on the second one with the shakedown. Demand some information, threaten to cut off the stream of cosplay that this pervert was trying to drown her inside.
"Huh, that song is really catchy," Kallen said, tapping her foot. If only she could make out the words. She tried humming along to it, but... nope, can't quite get it. She caught a whiff of something and - huh, had there always been one of those candles in the dressing room? Like the others outside, the flame was under glass to keep fabric from catching on fire.
Kallen strutted out of the dressing room determined to take that bitch down. Yeah, that's right. Take your pictures. "Lean on your knees. Down. Down a little more. Now pout for me. There we go! You're a natural, baby!"
"So are you," Kallen said, tossing out a meaningless compliment to get her to lower her guard. "But aren't you worried? If you've been gathering information on the nobility, they're bound to find out. No amount of snazzy costumes, cool poses or awesome pictures will save you if they want to keep you quiet."
For a moment Bella stopped taking pictures. But alas, Kallen didn't see fear on her face. Confidence shone out in her expression and her voice as she said "Let me worry about them. You just worry about leaning back a bit, back against the wall. Put your hands over your head, stretch out your arms and open your mouth as if you're yawning... There!"
Kallen felt like rolling her eyes, but went along with the ‘suggestion’ after a moment. She leaned back and took a deep breath when-
*Pop*
Huh.. the top part of the swimsuit popped off, revealing a good deal of cleavage and nice shiny skin to Bella’s amused gaze.
Kallen was about to move her hands down to cover herself, when suddenly a candle near her made a very slight hiss sound that Kallen almost missed. Suddenly her nose was full of that really pleasant aroma again, and... huh, funny. She forgot what she was doing all of a sudden. Maybe Bella remembered? Kallen turned to look. Oh. She was wearing the same kind of swimsuit Kallen was all of a sudden. Including the wide open cleavage. When had that happened?
“Great job sweety, you are doing exactly as I expected. Really, you should consider going into modelling. I am sure you would make a killing.” The blue-haired girl said, her twintails whirling as she turned and twisted to capture Kallen from different positions.
There was something odd about them though.. Like they were glowing and twinkling. Yeah, every time the twintails twirled, it made her head feel kinda fuzzy, almost like someone had replaced her brain with cotton candy.
"Sexy body, show it off. Flaunt it, work it, share it, need it."
Now Bella was singing as well. Huh. Now that Kallen thought about it, sounded like the words she couldn't quite make out in the music playing in the background. Not that she was fully cognizant of what that meant right about now. All she could really put together was that the tune was really catchy, and that the rhythm made her feel ticklish all over, and that smell that she couldn't place was really, really nice.
"And that's enough swimsuit shots," Bella said. "Go back to the dressing room now Kallen, put on your next set of clothes."
Oh right.. She had to change clothes. Kallen moved back into the dressing room in something close to a trance, but once she was there she felt her head feel a bit.. Clearing. Not fully, but enough to start noticing that she had totally lost track of time and her original goal.
Alright. Alright. So the intimidation tactic didn't work. Hell, she brushed it off like it didn't even matter. Hell, she wasn't sure that had even registered on the girl! Was she really that stupid to think that the nobility wouldn't hire an assassin to off her and retrieve the evidence? Even if she'd left it with a dead man's switch they'd have it sussed long before she could ever hope to deploy it!
And even if she did manage to screw them over, what use would that be <b>after</b> she was a corpse lying in some corner? This was not some fight for a grand goal, or something along these lines. People like herself may have to make such decisions at some point, choosing to sacrifice themselves for home and her beloved but…
But a stupid pervert who wants to spread lewdness around? Was that really enough of a motivation risk her life? Talk about an airhead - though she had to admit she really knew her stuff when it came to costume design. This was just a trenchcoat, but running her fingers along it, the material felt as soft as any dress Kallen had seen.
Sure, the bikini armour underneath the trenchcoat was a bit weird. As was the cross. The garlic. The wooden stakes in the deep pockets... The hell is this?! Van Hellsing cosplay?
... Actually, that's exactly what it was. Some sort of sexy Van Helsing cosplay.
Talk about not even trying to keep it sensible. Kallen burst out the dressing room, ready to protest, then stopped in her tracks.
“Kukuku, have you come to hunt me down, madam Helsing?” Came the sudden interruption from Bella, wearing a very sexy Dracula costume. The cloak was pretty much the most cloth of the entire outfit.. "You will find yourself falling under my charms, kukuku!"
Ugh, honestly now. This was ridiculous... Though it did give Kallen an idea. While Bella was standing there whipping her hair around and around and around and around and around she had... around... around... she had come up with a cunning plan. Threats didn't work on this airheaded pervert? Then let's speak her language and play her that way.
This was totally and completely her idea, by the way, and absolutely not planted in her brain by a complicated series of subliminal messages embedded in the music. Certainly not part of some kind of plan to corrupt poor Kallen into becoming a willing collaborator in their perverted plans or anything like that.
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Oh, Bella had to be careful. She'd known that Kallen would be a natural model, she knew that the half Eleven had a rocking exotic bod, but oof! She'd underestimated the redhead. There was just something about that girl that made her feel all hot and bothered.
These pictures were definitely going in her personal album. Maybe if she asked really nicely she could play with Kallen some more later on? After they'd corrupted her? Or maybe after the devastating combo hit of this kicking tune, the mind numbing incense and her super-fabric did its number on Kallen's smokin' hot bod and made her realise the joy of showing off her goods.
"Darling, hold on right there one moment, I'll set the auto-timer," Bella said. She set her camera on a tripod while whipping her hair around, letting the gem in the middle keep Kallen nice and distracted. That's right, watch it spin around, follow the hair down while she bent allll the way over and - Oops, that's a panty shot!
Now then. On with the photoshoot. Bella marched right on over towards Kallen, and by marched she of course meant strutted like a catwalk Queen. This was her battlefield, and she was going to show this little noob how to go about being a proper sexy slutty cosplayer.
"Step one, the vampire attacks the hunter from behind," Bella said.
"Nnrgh?" Kallen grunted and swayed, as Bella slipped behind her, turned her head to the side and hissed. "Oooh... could you please... teach me how to seduce Lelouch?"
Bella fought back her smile until the camera flashed, then turned away and grinned in triumph. Success! That was one of the main things the subliminal messages in the music were trying to put into her brain! Make her think she could escape Bella's clutches by - and you have to appreciate this for the work of genius it was - asking her to be trained in seduction!
"Don't you worry your pretty vampire hunter head, Dahling!" Bella said, spinning Kallen around and making her 'stake' Bella right in the chest. Which, of course, meant that her hand was now ensconced within the fashionista's cleavage. "By the time that I'm done with you, it won't be vampires you hunt, it will be men." Maybe women too.
“As if I could ever fall to the evil wiles of a creature of darkness!” Kallen answered, slipping into the role with surprising ease, a gruff tone entering her voice.
"We shall see," Bella said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Oh, how she would have fun moulding this pretty thing into a maneater. She ran her hand seductively along Kallen's arm, making her drop the 'stake' and leaving her open palm pressed right into Bella's right breast. "We shall soon see..."
- Shirley arrives at the swim club, finds Miya and her rack are now in charge.
- Kallen's training begins in earnest!
- Attempts to corrupt Suzaku are not quite as successful.
- Another Fantasy Club member attempts to contact Lelouch.
- Something else
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