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Lola Catch-All for September

who: Lola and YOU
what: Lola's decided to be precocious and have an early mid-life crisis.
when: First few weeks of September.
where: Bars, Gyms, other closed prompts as they happen.
warnings: So Lola's going to behave badly for a little while. There will be drinking and she definitely some designs toward romance with people. So if the idea of a 17 year old flirting with people for free drinks, you should probably go elsewhere.

If you wanna plot out a thread, hit me up via PM, Plurk (

Rakath), or Discord (purplerakath#9681). Or just throw something up here and wait for the inevitable trainwreck.

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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.]

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