Private Finished Parties and Meetings

"And the night is just beginning hon," she'd smirk playfully, "who knows what else could happen." In truth this party wasn't near as crazy as the ones she used to sneak into, but it was still fun and had a good energy about it.

"In fact..," she'd lean in a bit, still smirking, "how about we make a bet?" She'd giggle, "if I manage to make you blush again, you have to give me your number?"

She'd tilt her head curiously. "Oh a swordswoman then?" she'd grin, "does that make you the knight to my witch?"

She'd giggle. "Exactly," she'd smile, "I've already won hon, victory for the cat girl." She'd continue to dance, her hips moving in sync with her partner's. "Don't worry though, the blush looks absolutely adorable on you."

"No magic," she'd chuckle, "just natural charm and good looks." The cat girl smiled as their conversation continued. "As for protecting....well...I'd say mutual protection makes more sense." She'd lean in, "you with your sword, me with my magic and catness, I'd say that's quite the combo."

She'd again lead them a little away from the crowd as it grew in size. "Whatcha think?"

"See me again?" she'd smirk, "but I'm bad luck, mischievous bitch, hang around long enough and you'll hear all the rumors." The last part wasn't a lie, there were lots of rumors floating around about her, many of them weren't good at all.

The cat girl would continue to lead the dance, the music switching to a slower song, allowing her to step closer. "You need to ask yourself, 'do I really want to get tangled in all that trouble?'"

She'd lean in. "Knowing all that....are you sure you want to keep hanging out with me hon?"

"Oh I very much intend to collect my prize," she'd say, smirking and leaning in, "not going to turn down the opportunity to have an attractive girl's number." She enjoyed flirting, dancing, having fun like this, and this girl did seem genuinely sweet and fun to be around.

She'd tilt her head. "And.....what if those rumors are true? At least to an extent?" she'd lean back, but continued to dance, her arms wrapping around her as the music switched to something slow.

"What if I really am the dysfunctional flirty bad girl everyone says I am?" she'd ask curiously, "would you still want to hang out with me?"

"That's fair," she'd smirk and giggle, "and very wise, you have looks and brains, you're very successful at keeping my attention hon." The cat girl was a flirt, but her dance partner was indeed charming and good looking, and seemed fun to hang out with.

She'd smile. "Well it wouldn't do to hold you too rightly," she'd giggle, "gently enough to where you're comfortable, but tight enough to where you can't get away just yet," she was obviously joking about the last part.

"Ok, so, with the business of the rumors out of the way, I have to ask," she'd lean her face in close, "what is it that you want to do now?"