Her head was reeling. It had been since she had woken up this morning, but what was much more afflicting and horrifying was the constant throb between her legs and the inability to do anything about it. Well, that wasn't quite true. She had already slipped her hand between her legs twice this morning before even getting out of bed, and the
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It would be fine, the girl assured herself, if she just kept her head down and didn't make eye contact with whoever was making that dreadful racket. She pulled in a breath, smoothing down her yellow uniform mini-dress before turning the corner and ducking her head so her brown curls tumbled over her face. Of course, the natural curiosity of the girl wouldn't allow itself to go unsatisfied and she glanced up, eyes widening in surprise when she saw it was a girl doing the damage to the wall. It was an awful sexist view of hers but she hadn't expected that ( ... )
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"Motherfuck -" she started, spinning on her heel with the intent to vent on the wall opposite her last "opponent", but halted. She was, in all honesty, shocked she had the ability to stop now - stop hitting something and stop herself from automatically jumping the rather attractive female that had been eyeing her. In hindsight, that was probably the reason it had felt as if the hairs on the back of her neck were standing up out of paranoia than pent up sexual frustration ( ... )
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"And I am not a bitch, thank you wery much." Pasha added in a slight anger. Being a girl genius made meant the young woman had been pampered and pandered to over the years the result of that being that she didn't take to criticism well. With an irritated sigh she flicked her curly hair over her shoulder, wishing once again that she'd brought her phaser with her.
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Both hands dropped to her side, bruised and torn knuckles rubbing streaks of blood on the soft fabric of her short dress as she - almost casually - advanced toward Pasha. "Wour not a bwitch?" she goaded, a scathing and poor imitation of the other girls accent as well as diminutive baby talk being fueled by the rather unwarranted animosity she felt toward the other female. "
"Awre you wery, wery, wery, wery, wery swure? Ah, you wight be wright..." She batted her eyelashes here, and stepped right up to the other female, never one to respect other peoples personal space. The simpering, babyish demeanor vanished, and the teens brown eyes hardened as she snapped in her normal tone, "Because you strike me as a but of a cunt
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The little navigator positively scowled. "I am neither a bitch or a cunt. But you might want to watch your language before somebody amends you." She replied stiffly, trying to focus on keeping her quickly boiling temper under control. "If you will excuse me, I hawe better things to do then argue with a petulant child." Pasha made to walk around her, deliberately bumping her shoulder, it was extremely childish, but also extremely satisfying in it's own way.
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A flash of humiliation and anger shot through her body, grinding her teeth as she pushed herself up onto all fours before pushing herself up right completely. 'Be the bigger woman, Pasha, just walk away' She schooled herself silently, forcing herself to take a calming breath and brushing her curly hair over her shoulder. And then she thought to herself 'Fuck it. The bitch is going down.' The officer snapped around, turning on the very balls of her feet and fixed the other girl with a steely glare. "You fucking bitch." Pasha snarled. That kind of behaviour reminded her of every bully she'd ever dealt with, every snicker about her age or odd accent and there was no way she ( ... )
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Besides, something told her this chick could only deal out and take so much, which was just what she was willing to take. Straightening swiftly, a hand darted out to wrap her spindly fingers around the other females small wrist, making to jerk Pasha bodily toward her and return the gut punch with vigor and delight.
A stomp to the toes was added into the move as well for originality, and the Deadman sneered vehemently, "You're still the bitch here, shithead."
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She yanked on her arm, trying to pull away from the other girl. "Let go of me, you filthy Cossack." Pasha hissed, just able to keep herself from biting. There was no need to get into truly dirty fighting just yet although that stamping hadn't exactly been all that kosher. The young officer noted that if the worst came to the worst she could run like hell and go lick her wounds elsewhere, thanks to her sturdy runners legs.
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Then she blinked, completely bewildered. "What the fuck are you doing?" Without her even realizing it, Pasha's voice had gone very shrill as she lowered her arms from their defensive position and grabbed the other girl's wrist. For a shorter girl, the diminutive officer was very well endowed, somewhat of a sore point for her with living on a ship full of rake thin modelesque female officers, she stood out like a sore thumb. Pasha stared at the other girl, morbidly fascinated as to just what she was doing. Was this like some bizarre play ground politics thing? Like pulling little girls hair because they liked them or was she just completely weird.
[ooc:No, it' ( ... )
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This whole thing was getting very old, very quickly and her temper was beginning to flare up again. "Now, if seems you hawe two options; fuck me or get the fuck off me." Pasha stated simply as she stared back at the other girl defiantly, she was fed-up of people and their many riddles. She half wished everything could be easily translatable into mathematical equations, she could deal with equations, they never gave her headaches. Or black eyes for that matter.
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Damn it. People would definitely be able to see her panties now. But somehow that seemed a much less pressing concern right now. But then again, she noted, her boots were still on. "I am not particularly bothered." She replied. It wasn't as if Minatsuki was exactly hard on the eyes after all, far from it, if her knuckles weren't all bruised and bloodied up she could pass for an angelic little schoolgirl. Pasha doubted she would be able to flip them, so that she was on top without the other girl also flipping and trying to beat her up. Being a switch was damn hard sometimes.
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