Wendy the Werewolf Stalker Alcove A4, Thursday Night

[anarchist_queen]

Leda was feeling antsy. Energetic, up for some good times, and antsy. The Peca helped but wasn't neccesary. She took a swig and then started tapping her foot in time with the drums. Another swig, and the guitar riff began, and she jumped off her bed to her feet.

Whats the time?
Well it's gotta be close to midnight
My body's talking to me
It say,'Time for danger'

It says 'I wanna commit a crime
Wanna be the cause of a fight
Wanna put on a tight skirt and flirt
With a stranger'

I've had a knack from way back
At breaking the rules once I learn the
Game
Get-up life's too quick

I know someplace sick
Where this chick'll dance it the flames
We don't need any money
I always get in for free
You can get in too
If you get in with me

Let's go out tonight
I have to go out tonight
You wanna play?
Let's run away
We wont be back
Before it's Christmas Day
Take me out tonight (meow)

When I get a wink from the doorman
Do you know how lucky you'll be?
That your on line with the feline of
Avenue B

Let's go out tonight
I have to go out tonight
You wanna prowl
Be my night owl?
Well take my hand we're gonna howl
Out tonight

In the evening I've got to roam
Can't sleep in the city of neon and chrome
Feels to damn much like home
When the spanish babies cry

So let's find a bar
So dark we forget who we are
And all the scars from the
Nevers and maybes die

Let's go out tonight
Have to go out tonight
You're sweet
Wanna hit the street?
Wanna wail at the moon like a cat in
Heat?
Just take me out tonight

Please take me out tonight
Don't forsake me - out tonight
I'll let you make me - out tonight
Tonight - tonight - tonight!

By the time the song was done Leda had gone from her own alcove to Karla's.

[Primarily for Karla. But feel free to react.]

Comments

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Only if I can use my ears."

[glacial_queen]

Karla weighed ears against Craft, decided that multiple phantom hands totally won the day and grinned. "Sure," she said.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Right then. Have at thee!" With that, she attacked. Both hands seeking out Karla's sides, while she moved her head around, trying to tickle her belly with her ear.

[glacial_queen]

Giggling, Karla reached down, trying to clamp on Leda's wrists with her own, physical hands. At the same time, she also used Craft to create those phantom hands sending them to tickle Leda wherever they could reach.

The ear was still a problem.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Leda gritted her teeth to keep in the giggles, and managed to keep one wrist out of Karla's grasp. The other was caught and held fast. Her body writhed as the unseen hands tickled her.

This appeared to be a win win situation.

[glacial_queen]

Karla leaned over, trying to trap Leda's head next to stomach, trying to catch Leda's other hand. "Told you!" she crowed.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Mmrf!" Leda grunted, her face winding up pressed against Leda's tummy. Her other hand was soon caught, but she was starting to get the first one free.

[glacial_queen]

Smirking, Karla shielded, not herself, but Leda's hand as it worked itself free. "Surprise," she whispered as a wicked grin bloomed.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Sooo unfair. But really fun. However a sudden ispiration hit her. Turning her head just enough to get in a lungful of air, she blew it out again against Karla's stomach. With her face pressed close it made an amusing (to some) noise. And if the Mun recalls childhood well enough, tickles a lot too.

So, her fingers can't touch Karla?

[glacial_queen]

No, but if that's too much of a mod, we can ignore it.

Karla gasped and then shrieked in surprise, leaping back as much as she could in such a limited space. "Mother Night! That" tickled "was weird," she said, trying hard not to giggle.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Leda took advantage of her retreat and attempted to roll over on top of her.

But even if that worked she was getting distracted by the fact that her hand could not actually touch Karla's skin. "This is too."

[glacial_queen]

Leda had her pinned, but that didn't stop her from using the phantom hands to their fullest potential. "It's Craft," she said, smiling winningly.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Just how many of those hands can you make?" Not dirty. Not this time.

[glacial_queen]

Karla stopped to think about it. The hands kept moving of their own volition. "I don't know," she finally answered. "I usually stop at six."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Leda had gotten so distracted by the shield thing that she'd forgotten she was being tickled. All of a sudden she remembered, and her whole body squirmed involuntarily.

[glacial_queen]

"Have I won yet?" Karla asked smugly, though not without a giggle. "Or should I try for seven?"

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"I might go into sensory overload if you do that. Fine, I give." She didn't move though.

[glacial_queen]

That was fine. Karla didn't have any intention of moving her. She did allow herself a smug smile though. "Just keep that in mind, elf."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"You're just lucky I can only use my magic for serious stuff."

[glacial_queen]

"That's not luck, darling-girl. Just Craft," Karla said, trying not to laugh. She sounded like any number of the aristo bitches in her uncle's Court. She'd be disturbed if she wasn't so busy mocking them.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Actually she was kind of right. The reason she couldn't use magic except for serious matters was due to a geas placed on her by her foster parents.

"So..." she said with a wicket grin. "What else can you do with those hands?"

[glacial_queen]

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Karla responded with her own naughty grin. "I can't affect much. Nothing physical really. Purely for sensation only."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Hey there's nothing wrong with sensation." He emphasized this by stroking Karla's cheek with her unshielded hand.

[glacial_queen]

"Oh, right!" Karla said, feeling guilty she hadn't remembered sooner. "Here." She removed the shield from Leda's other hand. "Sorry about that."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"S'right." she said. Now that two hands were free, she stroked the fingers of her other hand along Karla's ear.