Rostro de la muerte ;; Celina Morenos Aguilar

Clumsily Taught

Lina was hardly a stranger to the beauty of the naked female body. Where she came from, exposed legs were a part of every day life. Her own fringed skirt was not much longer, and so she thought very little of Illythia’s exposed skin — except that she might like to see more of it sooner rather than later. “You worry too much! That’s why I dress like this, yeah? I don’t understand how you all get anything done with so much clothes!”

"It’s proper amongst Mortals, and some of our kind take the propriety of the age quite seriously," she replied softly as she held up the ball. "Shall we play?" 

"Maybe here." Lina laughed, waving away the notion. She didn't much care for the English was of doing things.  She considered the ball with mild interest. "... Sure! I'm ready if you are, boss!" 

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Smile cheerful, Lina pulled back from her new friend. She was eager to begin; if not only for the excitement of learning a new sport, but to see Illytia’s lithe body in motion. “I think we’re ready, bonita.”

Illythia removed the football from the bag and with a slight flush removed her skirts to reveal the short trousers she was wearing underneath. They were rather short revealing her thigh-highs above her knee and the belts connecting them to the corset. “I…I hope you don’t mind…It’s rather difficult to play in skirts.” 

Lina was hardly a stranger to the beauty of the naked female body. Where she came from, exposed legs were a part of every day life. Her own fringed skirt was not much longer, and so she thought very little of Illythia's exposed skin -- except that she might like to see more of it sooner rather than later. "You worry too much! That's why I dress like this, yeah? I don't understand how you all get anything done with so much clothes!"

"Ahhh, I see. He’s not a woman’s man, I take it."  

"Honestly the only thing I think I’ve ever seen him look at with anything besides irritation is finished paper work and new office supplies." She chuckled in reply. 

Lina wasn't sure that she liked the sound of him -- William, wasn't it? She walked at Grell's side with her gaze intent upon his door, thinking to herself that if he gave her a hard time she'd not be the first. "What a sad, unfortunate kind of man." She smiled pleasantly, glancing at her. "I'll meet you by the front entrance at the end of the day. See you there, bonita?"

"Maybe he just needs a woman’s warmth, eh, bonita?” Lina hopped up, intent on heading to this William's office. 

"Oh believe me~ I’ve trying to conquer that man since our academy days darling~ no such luck as of yet." She replied with a rather exasperated sounding sigh, pushing herself up from her position on the wall along with Lina.

"Ahhh, I see. He's not a woman's man, I take it."  

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Lina accepted the hug eagerly, her strong arms wrapping around Illythia’s waist to give her a pleasant squeeze. “You look great!” She said as she drew back. 

"Thank you," she smiled, excited to play sports. "You look rather fetching as well. Shall we begin?" 

Smile cheerful, Lina pulled back from her new friend. She was eager to begin; if not only for the excitement of learning a new sport, but to see Illytia's lithe body in motion. "I think we're ready, bonita."

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There was no doubt that Illythia wouldn’t be worried about her legs being bare when she caught a glimpse of what Lina was wearing. She’d settled on a cropped, fitted top and a fringe skirt with fitted shorts underneath for comfortable movement. Using her better judgement, she also opted for a pair of boots instead of her usual sandals.  The weather was nippy compared to what she was used to, but it was fair for England. She grinned to herself with anticipation and excitement, slipping through the park entrance. She wandered around until she happened upon her dazzling new friend. “Hey, bonita! Over here!” She called, beaming.

Illythia looked up with a smile, waving her over. “Good afternoon, Lina!” she replied, standing to greet her with a hug. 

Lina accepted the hug eagerly, her strong arms wrapping around Illythia's waist to give her a pleasant squeeze. "You look great!" She said as she drew back. 

"It’s what most of the staff does." she replied honestly. 

Coin skirt jingling with every sway of her hips and each step, Lina practically pranced past Cecelia's office. She was eager to enjoy lunch with her new friend -- even if the food wasn't so good. "And pretty soon, I bet all of the dispatch will be lining up to try my food. If there's one thing we know in Barranquilla, it's good food!" 

There was no doubt that Illythia wouldn't be worried about her legs being bare when she caught a glimpse of what Lina was wearing. She'd settled on a cropped, fitted top and a fringe skirt with fitted shorts underneath for comfortable movement. Using her better judgement, she also opted for a pair of boots instead of her usual sandals.  The weather was nippy compared to what she was used to, but it was fair for England. She grinned to herself with anticipation and excitement, slipping through the park entrance. She wandered around until she happened upon her dazzling new friend. "Hey, bonita! Over here!" She called, beaming.

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