riverviewlogs | Lola Catch-All for September

Lola's learned from past mistakes, not the right lesson, but at least she learned something. So she's sticking to the higher end, nicer, cleaner bars in town to flirt with people who are too busy trying to get into her well fitted pants to really notice she's just flirting until she gets a drink or two out of them. She often doesn't even finish the drinks, just enjoys the company and the attention. Sometimes she picks someone looking down, talks them up, tries to make them feel better. She lets people approach her, or she occasionally approaches them. They're always a little too old for her, but not by enough to really bother her or cause them to be uncomfortable.

So maybe you're someone who has an actual set of morals, and thinks maybe this clearly underage girl flirting with older men (and women, on occasion, but less often) is a problem. Or maybe Lola missed her mark and decided to flirt with your character at the bar. In any event you have to deal with this colorful problem and whatever's going on with her now.

When it's a bit too early in the day for bars and booze, Lola is trying to keep herself in fighting shape. Not... actual fighting, Lola is just preening and self-conscious and a little worried about having to eat more. It's been suggested having powers often changes one's metabolism and she needs to eat more to stop from fainting more days than she manages to actually get to sleep. And while she accepts the idea behind it, she also still just feels weird about eating more. Thus she decides to work out more, which may undermine the point.

There is another advantage, Lola has figured out her powers require her to focus on someone else, really center her attention on them. If she's listening to music on a treadmill, or pushing herself using a weight machine, her attention is firmly centered in her activities. And even if she does spare a few glances at how someone else looks in the gym, it isn't enough to draw her powers out. Plus the post-gym glow of endorphins generally limits how much she can really concentrate anyway, she feels all floaty and achieved. So even less of her powers just manifesting without her desire.

Maybe Lola's looking for someone to spot her, or maybe she just bumped into you because she's not paying attention. Or she may have decided to flirt here because Lola just really likes attention.

No steady diet of desperately seeking attention would be complete without the right outfit. Lola's got plenty of clothes but she's piking out some special items in case she does decide she wants a little more than teasing. But generally Lola just loves clothes. And pretty things to wear make her feel better. So she can be found shopping in most sections of the stores that she can fit into. She isn't doing as much looking at jewelry, but she's shopping for dresses, blouses, sweaters, skirts, jeans, shorts, lingerie and of course shoes.

Now in almost any section Lola's going to test the stuff she finds against all her various hair colors of note, so she spends a lot of time considering each garment. Shoes a little less so, but those she studies for their craftsmanship and if they look super uncomfortable. (Which isn't a dealbreaker, it just changes when she'd wear them.) If you find her searching in lingerie she might look a little uneasy. She hasn't done a lot of shopping for that. But she kinda wonders if she can find something to make her look older. More mature. Less like a kid.

She might ask for advice if you seem nice enough. Or you can just offer advice to her and she'll be fine too.

Lola looked around Floor Two, it was empty. Maybe someone was on the other side of the floor but it was someone who wouldn't go looking for her. Like she really had the floor to herself for a little while. It was weird. She thought about what to do with this weirdness. Of course a long shower without anyone around was the first thing on her mind. But once that was out of the way, and she was dressed enough she was kinda... unsure of what to do. With herself. Alone.

So she decided to not be alone. She pulled out her phone and texted someone she wanted to see right now.

Yuffie!!! im lonely

come visit me 😘

Always! Where you at? Second floor? Should I bring snacks and stuff to do or are we winging this?

I think that Jay has some Redbull I can swipe if you want something to pump you up. :P

i got plenty of food

and i don't really need anymore energy

i do have an idea of what to do~

just come over

Eye Eye Captain

[Yuffie pockets her phone and heads out. It takes her all of five minutes to arrive where Lola is. She's smiling like usually, her fingers running through her black hair which has now grown a little past her shoulders.]

Do you think I should cut my hair back to being short?

[She asks as she walks through the floor. Yuffie doesn't know where Lola is exactly but she's sure she'll find her and that the other girl can hear her.]

*Lola wandered out in a tank top that really needed a bra under it, and a pair of yoga pants. The pants were pink, while the top was white. She was smiling, not her usual bubbly smile but something still pleasant and cheerful.*

Um... maybe?

*Lola wandered an up and just brushed her hand over Yuffie's cheek before reaching for her hair to play with it, push it back. Generally get a sense of Yuffie's face and what her hair would look like shorter. Also taking the time to just let her hands touch Yuffie cause that was also fun.*

I mean unless you wanna start tying it back in cool ways. Otherwise it'd get in the way of ninjaing.

[Yuffie looks down at Lola as her fingers skillfully inspect her hair. It's a super important question and if Yuffie is going to ask anyone about hair it's going to be Lola. She curls a black strand with her thumb and forefinger before letting her arm drop back to her side.]

Definitely get in the way of ninjaing. [That and her mother had long hair.] Want to help me cut it?

[Her eyes look over Lola once before meeting the girls gaze again. Yuffie doesn't change her clothes as much as Lola and it's always fun to see what the other girl is going to wear.] Oh, what you want to do anywho? [She has a feeling that Lola has something specific in mind.]

I mean I can try, I don't really... cut hair. I go to a guy off the boardwalk to cut my hair.

*Lola had to be certain her new color changing hair would grow in color changing before she went back to her usual cutting and styling. But once that happened she was a lot more comfortable with her hair just barely on her neck. Her eyes were still narrowed as she thought and figured out how to handle what Yuffie needs. Lola had all the right tools, she could do this, technically. Her fingers drifted down from inspecting Yuffie's hair, trailing and brushing over Yuffie's arm before settling for holding her hand.*

Oh, I didn't really have an idea, I figured we'd get to that when you got here. I guess we're cutting hair. Let's go back to the bedroom, my stuff is there.

Okay.

[She is a fan of going with the flow. Plans are nice but they sometimes don't work out. When that happens you had to know how to wing it, which, is something she's learned over her years of being a thief.

Yuffie follows behind Lola, curling her fingers around her hand as they walked through the room.]

Is no one else here? [She asks, sounding genuinely surprised.]

Marco's moving out, the middle bed is empty. No idea where Bill and Teddy are.

*Lola had been alone a few times, but usually her day was so packed she had somewhere to be and couldn't enjoy it. Here, now? Not the case. She went over to her stuff to get out scissors and a comb.*

...You might wanna take off your shirt, getting hair off of skin is easier than getting it off fabric. Plus nobody else is here.

So, how short do you want it?

Yeah, sure.

[Yuffie unbuckles a clasp at her side, just beneath her chest, and then another at her shoulder before peeling of her shirt. A few other straps of fabric and hidden blades came with it but she trusted Lola enough that she doesn't have to worry about her blades being left on the counter.]

You sound lonely.

[She remarks before taking a seat on one of the kitchen chairs.]

We should probably do this in the bathroom for clean up too. [A devious grin touches her lips.] Though it'd be funny for someone to walk in the kitchen with us like this. [Maybe Yuffie has a strange idea of what 'funny' is.]

I can't be lonely, you're here.

*Lola puts a good show, smiling and brushing her hand against Yuffie's cheek. But her smile looks just a bit wrong.*

I guess even if we don't turn on the water, the shower would be best. Or we just do it out on the patio... the planters keep things from being too visible.

*It's not like the pair of them and nudity are, like, foreign. Although they probably shouldn't be naked in the kitchen. That's where food gets made.*

[Yuffie's lips part and a soft distressed squeak pulls from her vocal cords.]

You do have a point.

[She looks down at Lola, her dark purple eyes inspecting her friend curiously. Yuffie comes off as goofy and unobservant but that's simply because she chooses to ignore 85% of whats going on around her. She's rather good at picking up changes in people, more so those she's known for a while.]

Patio. I'll toss my shirt and things on your bed. [Mostly because then she knows that someone else won't touch them.]

There is still something on your mind though, what is it?

[The curiosity will kill Yuffie.]

*Lola looks a little stricken at the question. The nudity is fine the two of them are bad at clothes anyway. Lola's setting up her tools, looking at various haircuts on her phone, trying to avoid the question Yuffie asked.*

It's nothing, really.

*It was not, in fact, nothing. Really. Lola's head was full of a lot of emotions she hadn't really worked through, and she didn't want to really face them. So she was looking for ways around facing them right now.*

So... how do you want your hair?

*If they stay on topic maybe Yuffie won't keep asking.*

[Yuffie settles on a stool once they get outside, her heels resting on the lowest rung of the stool with her arms resting on her knees. Her gaze doesn't leave Lola's as the other girl begins skimming her phone.

Interesting.]

Like when I arrived. Short, a little past my jaw I think.

[She's less spaztic since Lola is about to have scissors close to her head but Yuffie has half a mind to pounce the poor girl and make her tell her what the hell is up. She prefers the peppy happy Lola and it's suddenly very important that Yuffie sees that Lola.]

Can you really find a picture of it?

[She'll pay along with Lola's avoidance... for now.]

You made your Friendr when you got here, right? And haven't updated the picture?

*Look casually stalking people over the internet is a valuable life skill all 21st century teens have. So don't mind Lola just pulling up Yuffie's Friendr profile.*

Like this? Cause this should be super easy to do.

*Lola picks up the comb without the scissors first, and goes to work getting Yuffie's hair in order to be sure she's cutting it right. Humming lightly and leaving a hand on Yuffie's shoulder as she works. Lola's hand may or may not be tracing little circles on Yuffie's skin, she can be distracted. This is the easy bit.*

Yeah.

[Yuffie hadn't thought of that but it is the best reference picture of how she used to look.]

Good thinking. [The remark is passive as Yuffie settles into her seat. She tries not to move her head so that Lola doesn't have a hard time of cutting a straight line. She remembers her mom telling her to sit still when she'd insisted to have her hair cut short. It always got in the way when it was longer.]

I'm also trusting you with this so even if it isn't exactly the same. Make it cute.

[Lola is a good person to go to for hair. Since her hair always looks adorable.]

*The internet, a dangerous and terrifying tool in the wrong hands. Fortunately Lola's the right hands. You know... right now anyway.*

I'm not just a pretty face. Anyway I'm offended you'd even ask me to make it cute. I can't do anything else, especially with you.

*Lola's meticulous with her movements as she finally picks up the scissors. Carefully cutting a straight line using her comb as a guide plate. Moving carefully, making sure to only cut when she's sure. Getting Yuffie's hair to just at her jawline when it comes to length.*

You know we're really bad at staying fully dressed when we hang out.

*Lola had stopped cutting for a moment to brush the fallen hair off Yuffie's neck, shoulders, breast, and back. Before resuming to even out the cuts one last time to be sure. Wanting nothing but the best for her... whatever she and Yuffie were. It's not all that difficult a cut, no fancy layering, or anything, so it just takes a little bit of time to make sure it's all even.*

*...and then Lola keeps combing Yuffie's hair while snapping the scissors in the air like she's still cutting. Because these two have been hanging out too much.*

[Yuffie's world has networks and something like the internet but people were too busy killing each other to really use it to its full potential.]

I am covering all my bases. [She replies a little more defensively than she feels.] And I like your face. [The compliment is phrased in an odd way, a little bit like Yuffie's saying it defiantly, despite the fact that it has a positive connotation to it.]

That's your fault. I'm convinced you like seeing me topless.

[Yuffie can't stop the grin that's spreading over her lips. She flirts a lot but Lola is the only person that she's really gone past flirting with: skinning dipping, sitting around naked or topless. At this point she's see it, so Yuffie feels no need to hide.

She laughs at Lola when she's finished before turning and running her fingers through her hair.]

I need a mirror or a picture of it. [It doesn't matter that Yuffie is currently topless.] Also, you gonna tell me what's wrong now?

I like your face too.

And I mean, you're hot, so I do like seeing you topless.

*Don't mind Lola taking a picture of the back of Yuffie's head so she can see the work done. And if anyone saw this photo outside of the two of them it'd be more than obvious Yuffie's not wearing anything.*

*Sadly Yuffie's gone and asked again about what's wrong. Lola's got so many things she could say. About Marco moving out. Letha being gone. Still being a little freaked about her powers. Some stupid things Re-L said that were kinda on point. Where to start, and all of Lola's fear and anger and uncertainty is there on her face. Lola just stares into Yuffie's eyes for a long moment.*

I- well... you see...

*And moves in, presses her lips into Yuffie's, and kisses the ninja princess. With a level of desire, hunger, and intensity that hasn't happened with Lola's usual friendly brushing of lips after dates. Lola's skipped from chaste right into making out and even presses a hand onto Yuffie's chest. Because Lola's full of so many sad thought, angry thoughts, and bitter thoughts. And she doesn't want any of them if she can try for something else.*

[A blush colors Yuffie's cheeks at Lola's compliment though she didn't try to hide it. It feels silly to hide when she's with Lola. She waits for Lola to take the picture before moving to peek at the screen.

She looks cute!

Her dark purple eyes rise to meet Lola's gaze and then Lola's kissing her. Yuffie's mind reels to catch up. She feels the heat of Lola's breath brush against her skin while tendrils of heat reach through Yuffie's thin frame. Before she can tell her brain to stop she's returning the kiss with equal force and need.

Her hands move to Lola's back, one hand dipping to her waist while the other rose and laced through her colored hair.

The kiss didn't stop Yuffie from wondering. What was Lola feeling? Why? Why kiss her? Was it because she liked her or something else? A block of ice drops in Yuffie's stomach as she slowly pulls away to meet Lola's gaze. She doesn't say anything, she simply stares like she's looking for something.]

*Returning the kiss is good, hands on her back and in her hair is good. All of this was good, it was better than the rest of the world. The rest of everything can go to hell, because this is good.*

*So why, of all things, is the kiss stopping. There should be more kissing and possibly moving to somewhere that isn't a patio. For more kissing. The only acceptable reasoning for less kissing is a change of venue. But... the look in Yuffie's eyes doesn't say more kissing. It's... a question.*

*A question Lola does not want any part of so she's just going to try and press forward for more kissing.*

[Yuffie's palms quickly move to Lola's shoulders, stopping her before she can move forward for another kiss.]

Wait.

[Her voice is soft and hurt. She doesn't want to stop Lola. Yuffie likes kissing her but she doesn't like being used; even if it's for Lola to run away. She swallows, feeling a knot tighten in her chest as she sorts through the thoughts in her head.]

I don't know what's wrong and I'll stop asking. [She pauses, sounding a little unsure.] But I only want you to kiss me if that's what you want. I don't want you to kiss me just because you don't want to handle anything else. [A menagerie of emotions had reflected through Lola's eyes but affection hadn't been one of them.]

*Lola looks... scared. Scared isn't really something Lola does a lot of, she braves through so much and ignores the rest that she doesn't need fear. She slumps back, like someone cut her strings. She should tell Yuffie the truth, tell her everything, what's in her head, and why Lola wants this so much. Because she does want this, more than just to avoid the questions.*

I want to kiss you, a lot... a lot a lot. You're cute, and nice, and really okay with nudity. I like all that. I like you being here, and trusting me, and spending time with me. I-

*Lola's hair turned to the color of storm clouds, no... to the color of ash and smoke. dull and gray and sad. The words she wanted didn't make it out. Not again, her mind flashing to all the people that she cared about, that she told.
To her mom, to Tiny, to Miles... and Letha.*

I also wanted to just get lost for a little while. Get away from all my stuff, all the stupid things in my head and just enjoy myself for a little while.

*It never felt easy, telling someone they mattered, seriously really mattered. Telling them that Lola wanted more than what she had. But right now it felt more than impossible to do it. Because all she was thinking about was everyone who left. And where she was after they were gone.*

[Yuffie watches her, her mind racing through everything that Lola is saying. It doesn't match the look of fear that's spread over Lola's features.]

Look. I like you. Seriously. You're adorable and awesome. [Maybe not as awesome as her but still very awesome.] But I don't go around kissing people to get away. I want to be with someone who just wants to kiss me. Call me old fashion or whatever. I don't care but this isn't how you deal with shit.

[Not that Yuffie has ever been good at dealing with shit, alternatively, she just kills things.]

*Wow way to just hit Lola where she lives. She'll just look at anything but Yuffie, and not just because someone is still not wearing a shirt.*

I wish I could do that right now, just... really want to kiss you just because you're sexy and fun. But... until I get over Letha leaving, how much I hate her for what she did. I can't do it. It hurts and I wish it didn't...

*Lola's hair has turned several shades darker, more coal than stormclouds now.*

...Maybe you should go.

*That's what everyone does right. Lola just goes quiet for a little while,
wondering if Yuffie will just ninja vanish or something. Oh, wait-*

Um, get dressed and then go.

[Yuffie has completely forgotten that she isn't wearing a shirt.]

Yeah.

[She pushes herself up and turns back towards the kitchen, grabbing her shirt and a few of her things along the way. Yuffie manages to dress and walk at the same time as she heads out.

She doesn't turn back but she hesitates at the doorway.]

See you Lola.

[With that she's gone, most likely from the building.]

Lola Catch-All for September

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