We Shouldn't Be Here, But...

The merwoman replied with a shrug. "Take your pick." She was ambivalent to the idea but was also "testing" Bel in a sense. Looking to see what kind of food she'd eat. The God Killer choice sounded impressive enough. Perhaps she should try her luck with that after having her hemogoblin.

She teasingly batted her eyelashes at the bartender. "Unless you have a recommendation?~" Aisha leaned forward, giving the worker a better view. Not interested in bedding them but wanting to try and trip them up.

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Aisha was not okay with having her drink handed to her. She didn't know Bel enough. Thus when accepting the glass, she smiled but made a pretend sip after toasting.

"To fun!~"

She had to verify that there was nothing snuck into her drink. Only then would she allow herself to enjoy it. A pleased hum escaped her as the dark, bloody cocktail smoothly slid down her throat. Her taste buds responded well to the drink. The mermaid gazed over at her partner in curiosity, wondering how well she would take her drink.

"Sounds like you have a reason for coming out tonight."

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While her empathy was low due to certain factors, she could at least read the bitterness via the specificity and the delivery. Instead of answering the question, the mermaid leaned towards the girl. Her grin widened as her hand reached over.

"Gods come and go. How is up to us, hm?~"

Her finger traced the goddess' hand. "Never let someone else steal your power. That's how you lose." The finger tracing switched briefly to full hand-holding. After a few moments, her hand pulled away. "Oh, nothing that exciting. Juuust totally wanna hang and have a good time. Maybe we can even find some cuties to play with!"

Her eyes went scanning about the club as she drank more of her booze. Looking for any potential targets. "Dancing wouldn't be bad either!~"

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The queen stepped forward; her cocktail glass sat on the counter empty. Bel had a certain rebellious spirit to her, and she liked that. Now she just needed to push it further. As they went to the dancefloor, she pondered about the whole gods comment. Was it possible that she was a goddess? Her beauty did seem indicator towards that, but there were a lot of attractive people on this island. Wishing she had some way to better read the woman's energy, Aisha turned her focus onto the music.

"You better not leave me hanging! I don't like wallflowers!" From there, she proceeded to shake it. She didn't go too far yet; her moves contained a lot of simple hip movements and winding. The fish could be a skilled belly dancer with the proper training. Her goods were shown off with each gyration and harkened the attention of other club goers. Feeling mischievous, she waited for the goddess to start dancing, prodding her with "Come on! Show me what you got!" as she kept moving. It was only then would she enact her plan.

The mermaid would suddenly swoop in, nearly grinding against her with her lower half. Attempting to use her like a pole of sorts. Once hopefully her target was startled, she would then reach around the side with her hand and twirl. The goal was to spin her right into a really hot-looking jock that she knew was single. This was helpful, right?

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