Nanoha FanFiction Discussion

[Jimmy C]

Originally Posted by Satashi

Well, Vivio wasn't in a "adult film entertainment" studio, she was paid to be recorded for some local guys.

"for" or "by"? Slight difference. Unless those hicks were filthy rich anyway, they'd have to sell those movies to earn back their production costs.
That part is clear. The point is, by the time Vivio got to her current employer, she's beyond scared of being screwed already. Either she'd shut it all inside and showing nothing, or just show a "let's just get this over with" expression.

Yup, I researched a lot!

All online? That's ok. But if you have the opportunity, take a peek at the women's section in the local bookstore. You won't be surprised to find something on and by the women who passed through this industry there.

She even told her video diary and updated webpage that she was dating someone.

That's not the problem. It's the people in the studio she's been talking to. Or those who overhear her blabbing. She might be able to conciously avoid mentioning Syn by name online and in the interview, but did she mention her name to her colleagues and friends? Because if she did, there's no way the secret's been held by now.

[krisslanza]

Originally Posted by Jimmy C

Lina should not have been allowed anywhere inside of the studio buildings. Because, if you can be sure about anything about a movie studio (even an AV one), they'll have posters of their productions on the walls for people to see. And you do not want kids to see the posters of these productions.
Perhaps you should consider moving the encounter with Lina to outside the building. That would require reshuffling the timeline, but I strongly feel that's better than letting her run loose inside the studio even briefly.

Clearly I'm just a horrible mother
Joking aside...

Technically speaking you don't really HAVE to correct anything a person says (aside from spelling) because you can really say anything you want without worrying about 'proper' sentence structure - so long as its that character's way of speaking. Nitpicking here

[Satashi]

"for" or "by"? Slight difference. Unless those hicks were filthy rich anyway, they'd have to sell those movies to earn back their production costs.
That part is clear. The point is, by the time Vivio got to her current employer, she's beyond scared of being screwed already. Either she'd shut it all inside and showing nothing, or just show a "let's just get this over with" expression.

local "small town" video. When Vivio first started working for an agency, she thought everyone was "show up, do your thing, leave". she first made her friends when she met people who she realized were different and gave her respect.

All online? That's ok. But if you have the opportunity, take a peek at the women's section in the local bookstore. You won't be surprised to find something on and by the women who passed through this industry there.

I don't have enough money to buy books right now, so internet is all I can get. Surprisingly there are a lot out there, and they are really "realistic". Besides, I feel a little awkward reading at bookstores, even if they do have chairs and stuff for you to try out the books before you buy. I keep feeling like they're thinking "Is that person going to buy or what?"

That's not the problem. It's the people in the studio she's been talking to. Or those who overhear her blabbing. She might be able to conciously avoid mentioning Syn by name online and in the interview, but did she mention her name to her colleagues and friends? Because if she did, there's no way the secret's been held by now.

Well, Vivio is popular and a local star but she just got to the point of being really famous. The contract she signs will boost her popularity. They are basically going to make Vivio famous just because they thrust her into the spotlight. Send someone to hang with really popular stars, get her in tons of magazines, and put her in top of the line clubs for guest appearances. The sudden exposure will spark the paparazzi to get the scoop on the "sudden explosion"

Originally Posted by krisslanza

Clearly I'm just a horrible mother

True story.

[Satashi]

Spoiler for Previously:

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.50:

Vivio pushed up her glasses lightly on her nose and began flipping through the papers in front of herself. “Okay let's see... Here,” She showed Syn a sheet and scooted closer to her. “Right here, this is my basic 'will do' list. It says...well, what I'm comfortable with doing. I can edit it once or twice during my contract but this really outlines my upcoming work. The less I have on here, the less money I will bring in. I need to be lenient with it.”

Syn nodded and looked at the list and the check marks next to the words. “Um, what's this mean?” She pointed and got a small giggle along with the answer. “Oh, okay...” she fidgeted in her seat.

“Are you uncomfortable?”

“... A little but not bad. I'm just... you know, saying that my girlfriend will be doing this stuff. It's kind of weird more than being upset.”

Vivio nodded in understanding. “Would you feel more comfortable with it if you saw me doing it?” She got blinked at. “I have my videos, I can show them to you. You watched a few didn't you?”

“Just your solo scenes and webcam recordings.” Syn gave her a light lopsided smile. “I'm comfortable with it, just still weird to me. Anyway, let's see... Strip clubs?”

“Like I was at the other night.”

“... Okay, what's 'advertising' consist of?”

“Being recorded using things for new items or wearing something for a photo shoot. Like if a company released a new line of fetish clothing they would ask me to model in it. That will more than likely be a sex scene that's photographed, just so you know.”

“You're okay with that?”

Vivio shrugged. “Part of the job. No difference in that and being filmed in video.”

“Okay, I guess that's true...What's this mean?” She pointed to another line.

“I said no, so don't worry about it.” Vivio stuck out her tongue and got a giggle.

“You're so calm and easy going about this...”

“I hope you will be later on as well.”

“... What's away 'entertaining'?”

“If I go on the road somewhere to meet some important people, I would 'service' them sexually.”

“Is that legal?”

“That's why it's called servicing. It implied bringing them drinks, talking, entertaining and the like, but you really know what it means.”

“Basically it means they'll send you to seal deals? You're okay with that?”

“I will entertain them, it doesn't mean I will do sexual things. If I'm advertising a new sex toy and they want to watch me use it, I don't mind. I'll say no if I don't want to do something... I'll probably be wearing nothing or sexy lingerie though. That okay?”

“Well, I trust your judgment...” Her words trailed off as she thought about what she just said. “Yeah... Yeah, you know what?”

“What?”

“I trust you.” Syn handed the papers back to Vivio. “Do what you do, I'll support you.”

Vivio looked at her for a few moments before she leaned forward and hugged her. “That's the best thing you could say to me.” She got and amused pat on the back and squeezed her one more time before pulling away. “Well then, is there anything you want to ask about?”

“What's different about this and what you do now?”

“Basically more work. I will go around promoting things, do more videos, guest star on other company's videos, and the like. I've already got almost three hundred subscribers to my webpage now, it went up dramatically since my last video.”

Syn nodded and could tell that her girlfriend was proud. “Congratulations.”

“Thank you. Ohhhh, so much to think about now.” Vivio quickly began flipping through the contents of the folder and signing her name to them. “I can't wait to get started!”

“You can't wait to have sex?”

Vivio stuck out her tongue. “Let me see your computer.” The request gained her Syn's laptop after a few moments of waiting for it to be brought to her. “Here, this is your user name and password to my website. I'll save it for you.”

Syn shook her head. “Why do I need that, I have the real thing here.” She wrapped her arms around Vivio and looked over her shoulder at the page. This time she didn't feel her stomach turn but instead felt a small sense of satisfaction that her girlfriend was doing so well in her life all of a sudden. “Hey...” Her arms tightened lightly and she nipped at Vivio's neck. “How about you give me some time right now?”

“Three hundred dollars for the first hour.” Vivio told her casually while closing the laptop. “Just kidding.” She kissed Syn's cheek. “Later, I need to do something first.”

“What?” The blue haired one frowned when Vivio stood up.

“Clean your apartment, it's a mess in here.” She went to the kitchen area and lifted up a plate laying on the counter, grimacing as long stands of left over food stuck it to the platter underneath it. “Where are your cleaning supplies?”

“Don't I have a say in this?” Syn countered her.

“No.” Vivio smiled and looked over at the girl walking to her. “Mou, Syn, you're still so touchy.” She blushed as hands slipped under her shirt and body made her take a few steps backwards to lean against the wall. “Ngghhnn... Let me clean first.”

“I'm jealous,” Syn whispered to her, trying to get the girl's pants unbuttoned. “They get to see you do their wildest dreams and all I got was a lap dance that drove me crazy all night long.”

“Mou, okay...” Vivio grabbed Syn's shoulders and pushed her back until she fell down onto her bed. “But we do it my way.” She smirked and turned on Syn's radio. The station was changed until she found a suitable song to dance to and she smiled at her eager looking girlfriend. “This is a special case, because I'm happy.” She informed her as her hips swayed to the music. “But since I'm working on my time off, you have to as well.”

“What do you mean?” Syn watched the blond move.

“You're cooking me dinner.” Slowly she pulled off her shirt and dropped it onto the floor to show a simple white bra. Syn's hands went up to touch her but were quickly and gently slapped away. “No touching until I say you can.” A cat like grin spread over her face as her already unbuttoned pants fell to the floor to show white stockings, garter belt, and panties. One hand went up behind her head and the other rested on her hip to pose. “Like?”

“Very.” Very breathed out as she was straddled and rubbed on. “Can I touch...?”

Vivio breathed into Syn's ear and spoke into it huskily, suddenly grinding her body against hers. “No...” She licked her earlobe and sucked on it, pinning Syn's hands to the bed.

~**~

Syn answered her phone quickly, flipping it open so the ring tone wouldn't wake up the girl sleeping on her bed. Although her treat had lasted the better part of half an hour, she felt rather flustered that she wasn't allowed to touch her not even once during it but at the same time knew that Vivio was just teasing her. “Hi mom,” she greeted the phone contently. “Hm? I'm not doing anything... No, Vivio is taking a nap, she stayed up really late. I'll have to talk quietly.” She paused and sat down next to her girlfriend, who was sleeping peacefully. “Thanksgiving? Sure I'll come. Never pass up free food that you don't have to cook... I don't think she is doing anything, no.” Syn smiled fondly. “I'd love to invite her to come over to meet you and dad.” Her hands threaded through the blond's hair and she had to repress a giggle when the girl didn't even stir from the motion. “Who else is going to be there?” Syn pulled the covers over Vivio's body so she wouldn't catch a cold. “Oh, some important people? Sounds neat, I'd like to meet them. What division are they in?” Syn smiled down at her girlfriend while listening. “Sixth mobile Division, what a bland name.” She laughed softly. “Go ahead and make plans for us to be there, I'll invite her when she wakes up.”

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.51:

~**~

Vivio slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes, inhaling a pleasant scent through her nose. Syn had her back turned to the girl and was busy cooking, humming to herself as she stirred the contents of something that Vivio couldn't see. Red and green eyes looked around to find her earlier disregarded clothing during her lap dance and put them on as quietly as she could to avoid the embarrassment of having Syn see her naked again. Once covered she walked to the kitchen area and was smiled at. "Hey," Vivio yawned out the word before wrapping her arms around her girlfriend from behind. "How long did I sleep?"

"Almost three hours." Syn put a cover on her skillet and leaned back against Vivio's chest. "Hey, what are you doing for thanksgiving?"

"I have a shoot tonight for my webpage, but I can set it to automatically update on the day itself so nothing really."

"A Thanksgiving special?" Syn almost laughed. "What, are they going to stuff you or something?"

"Yes, with turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, salad-" She stopped her joking when Syn did start laughing at her. "But really, it's nothing big, shouldn't take more than an hour to shoot it."

"What are you going to do?"

"Want to come watch?" Vivio hugged her. "It may be a bit much, but you can meet some of my friends before we do the shoot."

"I'll go meet your friends, I don't know about watching." Syn patted Vivio's hands. "I'll watch the recording of it with you okay?"

"That's fine, you can stay in my dressing room while we shoot it, I have a TV in there." Vivio nodded to herself. "Oh, why did you ask anyway?"

"My mom and dad want to meet you." Syn gripped the skillet in front of herself with one hand and took the lid off with the other so she could flip the contents around. "I'd really like it if you came to my home for Thanksgiving?"

"Oh wow... okay, I'm a bit nervous though... who will be there? Am I going to meet all of your family?"

"No, just my parents and a few higher-ups from their work that they are friends with. Something about a gathering of friends that they haven't seen in a while and all that. I won't know them either so we can just stick together off to the side."

"Okay, that's good." Vivio kissed Syn's cheek. "When do we leave?"

"Tomorrow, so we can drive down there and be in time for dinner, then thanksgiving day after, stay that night, and come back. Is that too long?"

"No, I can go a while without updating my page since I'm doing that one tonight." She smiled happily. "I'm looking forward to it."

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio Pt.52:

~**~

Syn looked around nervously as she was handed a guest ID card to walk around the studio with Vivio. "I feel weird," She whispered to her friend once they were away from the receptionist. "It's like everyone who looks at me wants to bend me over a table and go to town on me."

"As fun as that would be to watch, don't worry about it."

"Wait," Syn cut her off. "You'd like to see that?"

"Hm? Yes, that would be rather erotic." She stuck out her tongue at her friend, not positive if Syn was sure if she was serious or not. "But really, everyone here is professional. They don't need to skirt chase, their job is to have sex." She waved at some of her friends who were walking from a set.

Syn was still looking at her from the corner of her eyes. "Okay, if you say so... It's still a little creepy. Gah, I'm sorry that was rude."

"Syn doesn't think before speaking, I'm used to it by now." Vivio elbowed her playfully before opening the door that had her name on it. "Here's my dressing room. Short tour, there's my couch, my vanity, my shower, and my clothes."

The blue haired girl whistled lightly. "It's huge." The single room was indeed big enough for everything mentioned and still be comfortable to lounge in. "They treat everyone really nice here, huh?"

"Well, the normal ranked people don't have rooms, they just come here, do their thing, and leave."

"So since you're a star you have a room?"

"Well, I have paper work to do and-"

"Whoa, you have paperwork?" Syn blinked.

Vivio looked offended. "Of course! I'm under contract labor, I have to do all my own taxes, sign forms of release for the recordings, schedule my filmings, talk to people, sometimes we have employee cookouts so people gather in my dressing room to hang out in-"

"Okay, I get it." Syn rolled her eyes. "Forgive me for not knowing."

"Well that's why I asked you here." Vivio sniffed at her and crossed her arms.

"Yeah..." Syn sighed. "Sorry, it's just weird knowing that you're about to go and have sex with someone. I'm okay with it, but it's still a little awkward." Before she could go on a knock at their door made them pause. Vivio bid them to come in and before Syn could react, a small child ran past her and hugged Vivio's legs.

"Vivio!" The girl greeted happily as she was holstered up to be balanced on the older woman's hips.

Vivio smiled at the small red haired girl. "Why hello there, Lina."

"Lina!" a new voice coming into the room made everyone look to see a blond haired girl with crystal blue eyes. "Don't run off like that, and use your manors."

Lina pouted slightly. "Yes Mama."

Vivio walked over to the woman and grinned. "Hey Krissy, how're you?"

"Great, we're about to go to Mark's parent's for thanksgiving."

Vivio smiled and pulled Syn over to her with her free hand. "that sounds really wonderful Krissy, I'm going to my girlfriend's place this year. Syn, meet Krisslanza. Krissy, meet Syn."

Syn nodded at her. "Nice to meet you."

"Oh, Syn!" Krisslanza smiled brightly. "Vivio has told us so much about you, it's great to finally meet you!" The blue haired girl blinked. "Oh you are quite a cute little thing! Way to go Vivio!"

"Krissy!" Vivio scolded her, blushing brightly. "Don't tell her that, it's embarrassing." She glanced at Syn lightly and then averted her eyes. Lina decided that she wanted down at that moment so Vivio sat her down onto her feet.

"Hey everyone," A new voice made them look at the door once again, this time seeing a guy.

Krisslanza giggled. "Honey, meet Syn, she's the girl Vivio rants about being head over heels in love with all the time."

"KRISSY!"

Syn felt her lips turn up slightly and nodded at the man walking over to them as he reached down to pick up his daughter and smile brightly at the child. "Nice to meet you."

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.53:

Vivio stood closer to Syn to introduce them. "Syn, this is Mark, he's the one I'm going to be filming with today."

"Oh." Syn nodded again and watched Mark talking with his daughter.

Krisslanza nodded to confirm it before turning to Vivio again. "Vivio, would you mind if I watched after Lina in your dressing room? The day care is closed for the thanksgiving weekend already and I need to get back to my job soon, I'm on my dinner break."

"Sure! Syn is going to be in here too so you can get to know each other." She looked at the still open door when someone poked his head in to speak with them.

"Guys, set two is ready. Eyes, please change into your outfit, it's on your vanity." With that the man left them once more to continue his rounds.

Mark waved at them after swapping his daughter back to her mother once more. "I'll see you then, Eyes." He left the three girls as well and closed the door behind him.

Vivio walked to her vanity and opened the box, pulling out a black skirt and a matching 'buisness woman' top. "Seems like I'm going for the secretary look today." She began changing clothes while Syn watched her curiously. "Are you positive you don't want to watch, Honey?"

Syn shook her head. "No thank you. You go do your thing and I'll be here when you get back." Vivio finished changing and hung up her casual clothes. On the way out she kissed Syn's cheek and smiled at her one last time before hurrying out of the room. Once the door was closed again the blue haired girl looked over at the mother/daughter combo sitting in front of the now turned on Television. "So, you known Vivio a while?"

Krisslanza nodded and left the channel on something her daughter would like. "I met her a few years ago while I was waiting on Mark to finish a scene. I was talking about how hard one of my college classes was after the shoot and she overheard me. After a while she offered her help with it because she seemed to know a lot about the subject. After that we ate lunch together and really hit it off. Poor thing was so scared about her new job and didn't know anything about it so I kind of explained how it worked. Although I'm not into the business, my husband is so I knew enough."

"Was it hard for you to accept it all?" Syn sat down next to her and looked down at the quiet child watching cartoons. "Sorry this must be weird."

"Oh no, you're going through the same thing I did." Krisslanza smiled at her happily. "No, it was really hard at first. But you have to separate work from home. I'm sure Vivio has talked to you about that?" She got a nod. "Mark loves me more than anyone else in the world." She fondly touched her wedding band. "His work doesn't mean anything, it's just what he does. Same with Vivio. Did you know she refused to work for almost a month when you two broke up?"

Syn flinched. "Really?"

"Mmhmm, she came to work to try to but she ended up staying in her dressing room crying. I talked to her a while to help her through it and she eventually got better. You have no idea how much she talks about you. Can't shut her up."

Syn felt a small smile tug at her lips. "That's interesting, what does she say?"

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.54:

"How much you mean to her, the way you cook, how you always hug on her. That kind of thing."

Syn grinned at hearing that. "That's not too bad, I was worried she'd talk about our love life."

"Not Vivio, she's too reserved. Believe me, her friends pestered about it for a long time last time we all went out for a while. She was glowing red and just told them that you were really loving."

Syn felt her cheeks color slightly and looked away for a moment, eying the small child giggling at the television screen. "It's weird..."

"What is?"

"This is so different than what I thought, even after talking to her about it so much. I thought I knew everything there was about it, but I just keep learning more... I mean, you brought your child here to stay in Vivio's room while your husband is having sex with her right now. While they're doing that, we're talking as if we didn't just meet for the first time." She smiled softly. "I'm really relieved. Everything is just as she said it was. She loves me... this is just work."

"Mmhmm. A really weird concept, but once it clicks, it's simple." Krisslanza leaned back in the chair. "I wonder if they're almost done."

"Already!?" Syn looked at the clock and realized that they had been talking for almost two hours. Sure enough, just as she was about to comment on how fast the time went by, the door to the room opened and a messy Vivio walked in. Looking at her, Syn gaped at the sight. Her girlfriend was covered from head to foot with what looked like smeared mashed potatoes, corn, dressing, stuffing, bread crumbs, gravy, turkey, and egg salad. "What in the world happened to you!?"

Vivio gave her best grin ever. "I got stuffed."

[Kagerou]

QUIT BEING PRODUCTIVE D:
... nah j/k *glomps Satashi*

*ahem* Anyway felt like writing a short, inspired by my headache today.
And by short, I mean really short.

Spoiler for Ow my head:

Normally, Fate T. Harlown was a kind, gentle woman that rarely ever got mad. Sure, she got determined and driven when on missions, but that was rubbed from Nanoha's own infalliable willpower. But Fate never got mad. She never cursed, was always polite (even when around rowdy people), and sometimes she could be quite shy.

However, there is one thing that can make all of this go away at the drop of a hat.

"Fuck. You."

Fate gave the finger to a bottle of aspirin as she lay her head in her arms on her kitchen table, trying to block out the light. For the past week, Fate had been fighting a losing battle with possibly the worst migrane she ever had; a migrane so bad that it made the hangover that she got from Nanoha's 18th birthday party look like a paper cut to this migrane's gaping chest wound.

The migrane occurred quite suddenly: she had gotten back from a mission and went to visit Nanoha and Vivio when the migrane started there; first slowly, but like a tidal wave it came crashing down the moment Fate stepped foot in her apartment near the Bureau offices in Cranagan. Fate went from feeling merely tired to miserable in 1.56 seconds, a new record for her.

The migrane, now persistent for 7 days, 12 hours, and 45 minutes, where each minute felt like an hour, had forced Fate to hold off on doing any Bureau duties. She went to her physician, who prescribed her possibly the most useless aspirin Fate had ever taken in her life. And coming from someone who rarely took medicine, that said a lot (or a little, depending on how you look at it) about the meds she had been given. Fate was taking twice the recommended dosage and it wasn't so much as affecting her sleep pattern (of which there had been little of that), let alone the sledgehammer that was beating into Fate's head roughly every 2.2 seconds, going by the pulses.

Fate sat up, her back to the window and the only source of light in the dark. It was ten-thirty at night, a time when the Enforcer would normally be asleep, but instead she suffered at the hands of the mighty migraine, dressed in a nightgown and thinking blithely that bashing her head against the nearest rock would be an acceptable alternative to feeling this headache second after second.

The 22-year old sighed and looked down at her hands, focusing on them. The migraine was randomly affecting her vision, sometimes causing it to blur and at one time making it stop working altogether for about 5.9 seconds (Fate was good at keeping time, after all). That was on the third day, at five, by the way. In the morning.

Fate was supposed to be doing a lot this week: She had paperwork that lay unfinished, she was supposed to be seeing Vivio for the weekend, and she was pretty sure that Chrono's birthday was tomorrow. She had done nothing. Fate hadn't so much as answered but one phone call from Nanoha, which in Fate's state, opened up an all new can of worms.

Ever since Nanoha and Yuuno had moved in together to raise Vivio, Fate had been kind enough to respect their privacy. She didn't question the sudden decision or just where she was when Nanoha and Yuuno's game of love-love started, but it just seemed to Fate that there was a boat, and she missed the boat. The boat left her behind and decided to come back with the aforementioned migraine-tsunami of death.

Now when she talked to Nanoha, it didn't help that she could hear Yuuno, and deep down it made her upset. Not that she didn't like Yuuno - on the contrary, she loved Yuuno to death - but apparently Nanoha loved Yuuno like Fate loved Nanoha, so things didn't quite work out.

As long as Nanoha was happy, she had decided. Although she promised Yuuno that if he broke Nanoha's heart she'd break him with Vita's Graf Eisen.

Speaking of which, the two get along great.

Fate groaned and lay her head back down, covering her head with her arms. Thinking about this was only making it worse, but damned if now that she thought that, the thoughts were flooding in like illegal immigrants to Midchilda. There were so many times that she should have done something else. She should have confessed to Nanoha, for example.

Oh wait, she did. But Nanoha didn't get it. Lovable as the brunette was, Nanoha could be as dense as a block of lead. When Fate confessed that day, 7 years, 3 months, 28 days ago, Nanoha merely went "aww", hugged Fate, and said "I love you too!"

What Nanoha heard and what Fate meant went in parallel but wildly different directions. Fate knew that there wasn't that good of a chance that Nanoha would see her that way, so to speak, but at least by that time in their lives the blonde had grown enough spine to finally go there.

And damned if it didn't make her stronger. Sure, it took Nanoha about four years after that to go "Oh wait you love me!" and of course by then Fate had moved on in life, but it was worth it. Fate remembered easily that the two had a nice, long conversation after that, and had agreed that it might not have worked out. It might have, but then again, they were teenagers, and love is confusing when you're 15... or 19... or 22.

Fate cursed in whatever the Japanese equivalent to "Goddamnit!" was as her headache worsened for a second. It sounded like a pounding noise now.

Oh, wait. That was someone knocking on the door.
Fate moved to get the door and smply sat back down the same way as she was. Damn whoever that was. If they were important, they'd have a key. She continued reminiscing and sulking in her migraine, hoping that maybe it was an assassin going to blow her brains out and end this torment. If war were half as painful as this migraine, Fate decided, no one would go to war.

The door opened with a hiss. Of course she wouldn't be that lucky.

"So dark..." a voice said. Nanoha's, to be exact. "Fate-chan, are you here?"
"Not so damn loud!" Fate shouted, and winced. Twice.
"That's a yes," chuckled the brunette as she walked into the kitchen and turned on the light. Fate hissed and buried her face. "Ne, Fate-chan, I got you something."

"Is it a gun? Razor Blades?" Fate was half-deaf from the pain. God make it stop, she thought.
"Nah, nothing like that," Nanoha replied. There was a sound of paper - Fate guessed a paper bag - and then something lightly setting down on the table. Fate opened one eye and peeked up from behind her arms.

"... you went to Earth?"
"Haaai~" Nanoha said, gleaming. "I stopped by to see my family and raided Mom's medicine cabinet. I remember that one time in high school when you got a migraine, so I got you some of this."

Fate stared at the bottle of Excedrin and actually managed a smile. "Nanoha-chan... I love you and want to bear your children."

"Nyahaha~" Nanoha patted her friend on the head as she walked over and got Fate a glass of water. She waited patiently as Fate opened the bottle and popped one of the migraine pills. "So, how do you like it here?"

"It's alright," Fate replied quietly. "But oh god the neighbor upstairs."
"Bad?"

"Let me tell you..."

And so it came to pass, that Nanoha and Fate ended up talking for two hours, twenty-seven minutes, afterward, quietly of course. Slowly, Fate's migraine came to pass, and her exhaustion caught up with her as it did so.

Fate was mid-sentence when she fell asleep at the kitchen table. Sighing amusedly, Nanoha picked up her friend and carried her to the bedroom, gently tucking her in. Nanoha stared at the blonde for a few minutes, then quietly bent down and kissed Fate on the lips.

"Good night, Fate-chan," Nanoha whispered, raising back up. "Sweet dreams."

Turning about, Nanoha quietly left the apartment.

The next morning, Fate would wonder why her lips tingled.

[RadiantBeam]

Ugh...

I hate it when people flame you for a story you've written that's longer than one chapter, and when you check out the statistics the flame was sent to... the first chapter. -__-

[Striker117]

This is a complete rewrite of Shadows of Intent. It will have the same story and same cast as the original but the start was not working well for me so I'm rewriting it. Contains a fair few OC's and I'm going to try and stay as canon as i can but may stray a little bit.

Spoiler for Shadows of Intent Prologue:

A small fleet of TSAB ships closed in on a small blue planet. Suddenly a large object that looked a lot like a space station with a large cannon attached phased into view in orbit of the planet. "What the hell is that?!" one of the crew of the lead vessel yelled in surprise, but just as he finished his sentence a large beam was fired from the orbiting station which ripped one of the small support vessels apart.

"Captain, we are being hailed" the communications officer informed.

"Put it on screen, and help any survivors of the destroyed vessel" the captain ordered and the communications officer complied putting the transmission on the main screen. "This is the Nidhogg; I am Captain Richard O’Neil of the TSA. Why did you attack one of our vessels?" The captain said remaining calm in the situation.

"I am General Hizuki of the Grand Protectorate. You are in restricted space and must leave immediately or we will annihilate your entire fleet" The officer on the screen replied in a vile tone.

"I'll ask again. Why did you attack without warning?" Captain O’Neil shot back.

"I see we have nothing to discuss, goodbye" The officer said with a bow.

Everything seemed normal for a few second when suddenly several more of the orbiting platforms phased into view. Energy was charged at the tip of a tall spire on each of the platforms before it was released into large beams tearing through the TSAB fleet destroying another two vessels and crippling another.

"We just lost two ships and another is requesting help"
"Enemy platforms are charging for another attack"
"An enemy fleet is advancing"

Information was being relayed to the captain from various stations on the lead ships bridge.

"Suppressive fire on the enemy vessels, aim for their weapons. Damaged ships fall back first, followed by the science vessels and textbook from there. Com's see if you can get in touch with any allies. Radar co-ordinate with the other ships and avoid those beams as best you can. We need to make a hasty retreat" The captain gave his orders and everyone complied as best they could. It was not good enough as another one of their ships was taken out. "This does not look good" Captain O’Neil thought aloud.

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"So the Nidhogg is the only surviving vessel?"

"So it seems. We have Captain O’Neil’s report; he says the enemy was using some kind of energy weapon that easily by passed our shields and armor"

"This does not look good, how will the public react to this?"

"More importantly how will this new threat, this "Grand Protectorate" act now and what do they want"

Shortly after the committee’s questions were answered when the new threat began an assault on several TSAB administered planets beginning a war. All efforts to negotiate with the enemy threat were fruitless.

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2 Years Later.

A fourteen year old Vivio fresh out of basic was minding her own in the lobby of the training building waiting on her mother to come pick her up, she was an hour late already. The building was already deserted as all the other graduated students had been picked up already. "Where is she?" She thought aloud "She better not have forgot"

"Um, Private Takamachi?" A voice snapped her out of her thoughts; she looked up to see a young military officer before her. He saluted her and she stood and did likewise.

"Yes, I’m Private Takamachi. Is there something you need?"

"This letter came for you from the office of Colonel Yagami" The young officer handed her the letter and took his leave.

"From Hayate? I wonder what it’s about" Vivio eagerly tore into the letter ripping the envelope apart. Once she had removed the envelope she read the letter over.

"Wow, aunt Hayate is forming another new unit and she wants me to join. See I told you I would get a good assignment" Vivio said.

[Hayate is practically family offcourse she would throw you a bone, you're still an idiot] A male voice came from a small orange cube.

"Oh, shut up Falling soul. Anyway, connect me to Nanoha-mama I want to make sure she hasn’t forgotten me"

[Nah]

"Why not?"

[Because I don't feel like it]

Vivio just glared at her device for a few seconds when Nanoha finally arrived to pick her up. "You're over an hour late" She complained to her mother.

"I'm sorry I got caught up at work" Nanoha apologized.

"You'll never guess what happened"

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Meanwhile elsewhere in the city a girl was relaxing on a couch in her home. She had long blue hair which she had left down, her eyes were blue with distinctive red rings around her pupils. She was reading a book and resting her feet up on a large wolf that was sleeping on her floor. The wolf was black with a white underbelly and blue eyes.

"Mikazuki can you get the mail" A voice called to the girl from the kitchen.

"I'll do it in a minute" Mikazuki called back, however she did not move from where she was on the couch. A few minutes went by and Mikazuki still didn't move.

"You really should do what your mother says" The wolf spoke up.

"If you're concerned why don't YOU go get the mail Fenrir?" Mikazuki countered.

Finally getting annoyed at her daughter’s laziness Mikazuki's mother emerged from the kitchen "I asked you do get the mail. And why aren't you wearing your glasses?"

"I'll do it once I finish this page" Mikazuki replied.

"Doubt it" Fenrir said.

"Shut up"

"You shut up, and get your feet off of me"

"Go get the mail Mika" Her mother ordered "And wear your glasses when you read, do you want your eye sight to get even worse. Also can you go pick some milk and cooking oil from the shop we are running low?"

"Yes ma'am Admiral Nikita Valasco" Mikazuki said sarcastically while finally sliding off the couch. She moved off to her room to get changed. She shed her casual loose shirt and short shorts in favor of a short black and white check skirt, black and white stripped thigh high socks, white shirt and a black hooded Jumper. She put her waist length hair in high pigtails and attached a masculine looking watch and a little metal bracelet to her left wrist. Finally she grabbed a pair of thick combat boots and slid them one.

After she had finished changing she left her room and head for the door "I'm off" she called to her mother.

"Don't forget your ID you get a 10% military discount now, Private Valasco" her mother called back to her.

"I know. Later" Mikazuki called again before putting on a thick jacket and finally stepping outside the doorway. Almost immediately a cold winter breeze swept past her although the cold never really bothered her much. She made her way along the open balcony of the apartment building she was currently living in. Snow had gathered in small piles along the wall and in front of people’s doors making a good opportunity for her to make a little more pocket money along with her current military salary. She reached the elevator at the end of the walkway and pressed the button; she was currently on the top floor of the 5 story building but still didn't have to wait long. When she got on the elevator she made sure to stand directly in the middle, ride was short and she made her way outside of the apartment building with a little effort to get the slightly snowed in door open. After she got it open she moved some of the snow out of the way so not to trouble the other residents and made her way out of the front gate and headed in the direction of the local grocery store. When she arrived she found the supplies she was sent to get and made her way to the counter to buy them.

"Oh, Mika-chan. I haven't seen you in about half a year" The clerk greeted her.

"I've been busy" She replied and pulled out her military ID and handed it to the clerk.

"So you're in the military now, I guess it was bound to happen. I remember when you first learnt how to fly and trashed my store" The clerk laughed remembering an incident from a couple years back. "But only fourteen and in the military the TSAB seems really lenient about who they let in. So what are you? Ground forces? Navy? Or Air force?"

"Air force"

"Should've known. Anyway I shouldn't keep you, have a good day"

"Yeah, you too" And with that Mikazuki left the store and started heading for home. She got to the mail box outside her apartment building and collected the waiting mail before making her way back to her apartment.

"Mom, I’m back" She called out and dropped the mail and the stuff she bought on the kitchen table. She then took off her boots and slumped back onto the couch and rest her feet on Fenrir's back.

"Must you always do that?" The wolf asked but didn't move.

"Mika-Chan there's a letter for you here" Her mother dropped an envelope on her daughters head.

"Thanks" She opened the letter and quickly read it through "Wow it's from Colonel Yagami"

"Really what does she want?" Her mother asked.

"She wants me to join her new unit"

"Good for you. I've met her she’s a good girl, I’d feel better if you worked under her rather than some other strict hard ass. You gonna take up the offer?"

"Hmm. Yeah, I think I will"

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Empire space
Reach Science Facility

"How's her progress?" A highly ranked officer asked one of the science staff.

"Better than expected but she seems to have developed some form of Dissociative Identity Disorder" The scientist replied while watching a girl through an observation screen. The girl has long red hair and matching eyes, she also seemed fairly short.

"What exactly is that?”

“A condition in which a single person displays multiple distinct identities or personalities known as alter egos or alters, each with its own pattern of perceiving and interacting with the environment”

“Will it be a problem?”

“I don’t think so, as long as we can control both egos”

“Very good. This girl could be our answer to the bureaus mage abundance. Let me talk to her”

“Yes, sir” The scientist pressed a button on his control panel and with a crackle the intercom was activated.

“Good morning Sophitia” General Hizuki spoke into the intercom in a calming friendly voice that would be unfamiliar to anyone but his family.

“Who’s there?” The girl answered in a sort of lifeless tone.

“It’s Reggie, How are you this morning?”

“We are fine thank you”

“Have the doctors been treating you nicely?”

“Yes, they have been treating us very nicely”

“That’s good, ill be back to talk to you some more tomorrow be a good girl now”

“I will”

“So I trust we still have your support General Hizuki?” The scientist asked after switching off the intercom.

“For now. Increase the dosage” Hizuki had returned to his voice of authority.

“But if we increase the dosage-“

“I don’t care just do as your told or you will lose your funding” Hizuki interrupted. “Now get back to work”

End of Prologue.

I wrote this a bit on the fly because I've been busy so if there is any problems please point them out and i will try to fix them. Also as usual any questions?

[Jimmy C]

Originally Posted by Satashi

When Vivio first started working for an agency, she thought everyone was "show up, do your thing, leave".

Oh well, it's a trivial matter, so I'm not going to push it. I just think that if Vivio had a expression during that first day with this studio at all, it would be like Fate's when Nanoha first saw her in ep4.

Besides, I feel a little awkward reading at bookstores, even if they do have chairs and stuff for you to try out the books before you buy. I keep feeling like they're thinking "Is that person going to buy or what?"

That's so different from me. I go to the local Borders once a week just to find a book to sit down and read. I've been reading in bookstores for most of my life.
Pick a seat next to someone already reading.
If it helps, you can easily find entire books online. I just don't know if anyone will bother to rip titles like these.

And for ch54, it's "head to toe" not "foot". Your southern dialect again?

Originally Posted by Kagerou

Anyway felt like writing a short, inspired by my headache today.

If the headache was today and you're well enough to write already, it wasn't much compared to the one I got when I was 14. When it hit, it felt like a metal band was being slammed into my head if I just turned my head around. I was disabled for a week even after seeing the doctor right away.

[Hiria]

Originally Posted by RadiantBeam

Another BtBR short, hopefully cuter and funnier than "This Is The Way (A Heart Breaks)". Timeline wise I say this lil' guy occurs after Nanoha gets her gun, but before she pulls the trigger in "This Is The Way (A Heart Breaks)". So she's still learning her limits and whatnot.

Spoiler for They have insurance for this, right?:

“Um, Elise, not that I don’t trust your judgment… but do you think it’s a good idea for Nanoha to shoot with Raising Heart without something to reinforce the target?”

Elise glanced over her shoulder at Fiasse, who sat on a bench watching the twelve-year-old practice. She’d picked up shooting at an amazingly quick pace, and was chomping at the bit to try using magic with her bullets now that Elise had gotten a report confirming that she was capable of it. Kuon was curled in Fiasse’s lap, purring softly as the golden-haired songstress stroked her back.

“We don’t know her limits until she tries, right?” Elise shrugged, turning back to her charge with arms crossed loosely over her chest. “Besides, the report said she can’t handle half the magic she used to. How bad can it be?”

Fiasse wisely chose not to speak up.

A pink light bathed the room as the magical circle formed beneath Nanoha’s feet; she exhaled softly and opened her eyes, wincing a little as the gun warmed in her hands. “Ready, Raising Heart?”
“Whenever you are, my master.”

Nanoha grinned before lifting her voice in a familiar shout.

“Divine Buster!!”

The bullet shot from the gun, a trail of pink sparks flying in its wake; it slammed headlong into the target with all the speed of a missile, shaking the wall to its core.

Elise’s jaw dropped as the bullet drilled through the target and into the wall with a loud THUD, unable to bury itself any further into the thick concrete. Nanoha slowly lowered her gun, wincing slightly as the target crashed to the ground and snapped in half. She looked back nervously at Elise and smiled. “Nyahaha… um… my bad?”

Elise groaned.

“That’s coming out of my paycheck, isn’t it?”

Fiasse laughed quietly.

“Definitely isn’t coming out of mine.”

LOL. Typical Nanoha thing to do.
and Fiasse is smart. XDXD

Originally Posted by Satashi

Spoiler for Previously:

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.50:

Vivio pushed up her glasses lightly on her nose and began flipping through the papers in front of herself. “Okay let's see... Here,” She showed Syn a sheet and scooted closer to her. “Right here, this is my basic 'will do' list. It says...well, what I'm comfortable with doing. I can edit it once or twice during my contract but this really outlines my upcoming work. The less I have on here, the less money I will bring in. I need to be lenient with it.”

Syn nodded and looked at the list and the check marks next to the words. “Um, what's this mean?” She pointed and got a small giggle along with the answer. “Oh, okay...” she fidgeted in her seat.

“Are you uncomfortable?”

“... A little but not bad. I'm just... you know, saying that my girlfriend will be doing this stuff. It's kind of weird more than being upset.”

Vivio nodded in understanding. “Would you feel more comfortable with it if you saw me doing it?” She got blinked at. “I have my videos, I can show them to you. You watched a few didn't you?”

“Just your solo scenes and webcam recordings.” Syn gave her a light lopsided smile. “I'm comfortable with it, just still weird to me. Anyway, let's see... Strip clubs?”

“Like I was at the other night.”

“... Okay, what's 'advertising' consist of?”

“Being recorded using things for new items or wearing something for a photo shoot. Like if a company released a new line of fetish clothing they would ask me to model in it. That will more than likely be a sex scene that's photographed, just so you know.”

“You're okay with that?”

Vivio shrugged. “Part of the job. No difference in that and being filmed in video.”

“Okay, I guess that's true...What's this mean?” She pointed to another line.

“I said no, so don't worry about it.” Vivio stuck out her tongue and got a giggle.

“You're so calm and easy going about this...”

“I hope you will be later on as well.”

“... What's away 'entertaining'?”

“If I go on the road somewhere to meet some important people, I would 'service' them sexually.”

“Is that legal?”

“That's why it's called servicing. It implied bringing them drinks, talking, entertaining and the like, but you really know what it means.”

“Basically it means they'll send you to seal deals? You're okay with that?”

“I will entertain them, it doesn't mean I will do sexual things. If I'm advertising a new sex toy and they want to watch me use it, I don't mind. I'll say no if I don't want to do something... I'll probably be wearing nothing or sexy lingerie though. That okay?”

“Well, I trust your judgment...” Her words trailed off as she thought about what she just said. “Yeah... Yeah, you know what?”

“What?”

“I trust you.” Syn handed the papers back to Vivio. “Do what you do, I'll support you.”

Vivio looked at her for a few moments before she leaned forward and hugged her. “That's the best thing you could say to me.” She got and amused pat on the back and squeezed her one more time before pulling away. “Well then, is there anything you want to ask about?”

“What's different about this and what you do now?”

“Basically more work. I will go around promoting things, do more videos, guest star on other company's videos, and the like. I've already got almost three hundred subscribers to my webpage now, it went up dramatically since my last video.”

Syn nodded and could tell that her girlfriend was proud. “Congratulations.”

“Thank you. Ohhhh, so much to think about now.” Vivio quickly began flipping through the contents of the folder and signing her name to them. “I can't wait to get started!”

“You can't wait to have sex?”

Vivio stuck out her tongue. “Let me see your computer.” The request gained her Syn's laptop after a few moments of waiting for it to be brought to her. “Here, this is your user name and password to my website. I'll save it for you.”

Syn shook her head. “Why do I need that, I have the real thing here.” She wrapped her arms around Vivio and looked over her shoulder at the page. This time she didn't feel her stomach turn but instead felt a small sense of satisfaction that her girlfriend was doing so well in her life all of a sudden. “Hey...” Her arms tightened lightly and she nipped at Vivio's neck. “How about you give me some time right now?”

“Three hundred dollars for the first hour.” Vivio told her casually while closing the laptop. “Just kidding.” She kissed Syn's cheek. “Later, I need to do something first.”

“What?” The blue haired one frowned when Vivio stood up.

“Clean your apartment, it's a mess in here.” She went to the kitchen area and lifted up a plate laying on the counter, grimacing as long stands of left over food stuck it to the platter underneath it. “Where are your cleaning supplies?”

“Don't I have a say in this?” Syn countered her.

“No.” Vivio smiled and looked over at the girl walking to her. “Mou, Syn, you're still so touchy.” She blushed as hands slipped under her shirt and body made her take a few steps backwards to lean against the wall. “Ngghhnn... Let me clean first.”

“I'm jealous,” Syn whispered to her, trying to get the girl's pants unbuttoned. “They get to see you do their wildest dreams and all I got was a lap dance that drove me crazy all night long.”

“Mou, okay...” Vivio grabbed Syn's shoulders and pushed her back until she fell down onto her bed. “But we do it my way.” She smirked and turned on Syn's radio. The station was changed until she found a suitable song to dance to and she smiled at her eager looking girlfriend. “This is a special case, because I'm happy.” She informed her as her hips swayed to the music. “But since I'm working on my time off, you have to as well.”

“What do you mean?” Syn watched the blond move.

“You're cooking me dinner.” Slowly she pulled off her shirt and dropped it onto the floor to show a simple white bra. Syn's hands went up to touch her but were quickly and gently slapped away. “No touching until I say you can.” A cat like grin spread over her face as her already unbuttoned pants fell to the floor to show white stockings, garter belt, and panties. One hand went up behind her head and the other rested on her hip to pose. “Like?”

“Very.” Very breathed out as she was straddled and rubbed on. “Can I touch...?”

Vivio breathed into Syn's ear and spoke into it huskily, suddenly grinding her body against hers. “No...” She licked her earlobe and sucked on it, pinning Syn's hands to the bed.

~**~

Syn answered her phone quickly, flipping it open so the ring tone wouldn't wake up the girl sleeping on her bed. Although her treat had lasted the better part of half an hour, she felt rather flustered that she wasn't allowed to touch her not even once during it but at the same time knew that Vivio was just teasing her. “Hi mom,” she greeted the phone contently. “Hm? I'm not doing anything... No, Vivio is taking a nap, she stayed up really late. I'll have to talk quietly.” She paused and sat down next to her girlfriend, who was sleeping peacefully. “Thanksgiving? Sure I'll come. Never pass up free food that you don't have to cook... I don't think she is doing anything, no.” Syn smiled fondly. “I'd love to invite her to come over to meet you and dad.” Her hands threaded through the blond's hair and she had to repress a giggle when the girl didn't even stir from the motion. “Who else is going to be there?” Syn pulled the covers over Vivio's body so she wouldn't catch a cold. “Oh, some important people? Sounds neat, I'd like to meet them. What division are they in?” Syn smiled down at her girlfriend while listening. “Sixth mobile Division, what a bland name.” She laughed softly. “Go ahead and make plans for us to be there, I'll invite her when she wakes up.”

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.51:

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Vivio slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes, inhaling a pleasant scent through her nose. Syn had her back turned to the girl and was busy cooking, humming to herself as she stirred the contents of something that Vivio couldn't see. Red and green eyes looked around to find her earlier disregarded clothing during her lap dance and put them on as quietly as she could to avoid the embarrassment of having Syn see her naked again. Once covered she walked to the kitchen area and was smiled at. "Hey," Vivio yawned out the word before wrapping her arms around her girlfriend from behind. "How long did I sleep?"

"Almost three hours." Syn put a cover on her skillet and leaned back against Vivio's chest. "Hey, what are you doing for thanksgiving?"

"I have a shoot tonight for my webpage, but I can set it to automatically update on the day itself so nothing really."

"A Thanksgiving special?" Syn almost laughed. "What, are they going to stuff you or something?"

"Yes, with turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, salad-" She stopped her joking when Syn did start laughing at her. "But really, it's nothing big, shouldn't take more than an hour to shoot it."

"What are you going to do?"

"Want to come watch?" Vivio hugged her. "It may be a bit much, but you can meet some of my friends before we do the shoot."

"I'll go meet your friends, I don't know about watching." Syn patted Vivio's hands. "I'll watch the recording of it with you okay?"

"That's fine, you can stay in my dressing room while we shoot it, I have a TV in there." Vivio nodded to herself. "Oh, why did you ask anyway?"

"My mom and dad want to meet you." Syn gripped the skillet in front of herself with one hand and took the lid off with the other so she could flip the contents around. "I'd really like it if you came to my home for Thanksgiving?"

"Oh wow... okay, I'm a bit nervous though... who will be there? Am I going to meet all of your family?"

"No, just my parents and a few higher-ups from their work that they are friends with. Something about a gathering of friends that they haven't seen in a while and all that. I won't know them either so we can just stick together off to the side."

"Okay, that's good." Vivio kissed Syn's cheek. "When do we leave?"

"Tomorrow, so we can drive down there and be in time for dinner, then thanksgiving day after, stay that night, and come back. Is that too long?"

"No, I can go a while without updating my page since I'm doing that one tonight." She smiled happily. "I'm looking forward to it."

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio Pt.52:

~**~

Syn looked around nervously as she was handed a guest ID card to walk around the studio with Vivio. "I feel weird," She whispered to her friend once they were away from the receptionist. "It's like everyone who looks at me wants to bend me over a table and go to town on me."

"As fun as that would be to watch, don't worry about it."

"Wait," Syn cut her off. "You'd like to see that?"

"Hm? Yes, that would be rather erotic." She stuck out her tongue at her friend, not positive if Syn was sure if she was serious or not. "But really, everyone here is professional. They don't need to skirt chase, their job is to have sex." She waved at some of her friends who were walking from a set.

Syn was still looking at her from the corner of her eyes. "Okay, if you say so... It's still a little creepy. Gah, I'm sorry that was rude."

"Syn doesn't think before speaking, I'm used to it by now." Vivio elbowed her playfully before opening the door that had her name on it. "Here's my dressing room. Short tour, there's my couch, my vanity, my shower, and my clothes."

The blue haired girl whistled lightly. "It's huge." The single room was indeed big enough for everything mentioned and still be comfortable to lounge in. "They treat everyone really nice here, huh?"

"Well, the normal ranked people don't have rooms, they just come here, do their thing, and leave."

"So since you're a star you have a room?"

"Well, I have paper work to do and-"

"Whoa, you have paperwork?" Syn blinked.

Vivio looked offended. "Of course! I'm under contract labor, I have to do all my own taxes, sign forms of release for the recordings, schedule my filmings, talk to people, sometimes we have employee cookouts so people gather in my dressing room to hang out in-"

"Okay, I get it." Syn rolled her eyes. "Forgive me for not knowing."

"Well that's why I asked you here." Vivio sniffed at her and crossed her arms.

"Yeah..." Syn sighed. "Sorry, it's just weird knowing that you're about to go and have sex with someone. I'm okay with it, but it's still a little awkward." Before she could go on a knock at their door made them pause. Vivio bid them to come in and before Syn could react, a small child ran past her and hugged Vivio's legs.

"Vivio!" The girl greeted happily as she was holstered up to be balanced on the older woman's hips.

Vivio smiled at the small red haired girl. "Why hello there, Lina."

"Lina!" a new voice coming into the room made everyone look to see a blond haired girl with crystal blue eyes. "Don't run off like that, and use your manors."

Lina pouted slightly. "Yes Mama."

Vivio walked over to the woman and grinned. "Hey Krissy, how're you?"

"Great, we're about to go to Mark's parent's for thanksgiving."

Vivio smiled and pulled Syn over to her with her free hand. "that sounds really wonderful Krissy, I'm going to my girlfriend's place this year. Syn, meet Krisslanza. Krissy, meet Syn."

Syn nodded at her. "Nice to meet you."

"Oh, Syn!" Krisslanza smiled brightly. "Vivio has told us so much about you, it's great to finally meet you!" The blue haired girl blinked. "Oh you are quite a cute little thing! Way to go Vivio!"

"Krissy!" Vivio scolded her, blushing brightly. "Don't tell her that, it's embarrassing." She glanced at Syn lightly and then averted her eyes. Lina decided that she wanted down at that moment so Vivio sat her down onto her feet.

"Hey everyone," A new voice made them look at the door once again, this time seeing a guy.

Krisslanza giggled. "Honey, meet Syn, she's the girl Vivio rants about being head over heels in love with all the time."

"KRISSY!"

Syn felt her lips turn up slightly and nodded at the man walking over to them as he reached down to pick up his daughter and smile brightly at the child. "Nice to meet you."

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.53:

Vivio stood closer to Syn to introduce them. "Syn, this is Mark, he's the one I'm going to be filming with today."

"Oh." Syn nodded again and watched Mark talking with his daughter.

Krisslanza nodded to confirm it before turning to Vivio again. "Vivio, would you mind if I watched after Lina in your dressing room? The day care is closed for the thanksgiving weekend already and I need to get back to my job soon, I'm on my dinner break."

"Sure! Syn is going to be in here too so you can get to know each other." She looked at the still open door when someone poked his head in to speak with them.

"Guys, set two is ready. Eyes, please change into your outfit, it's on your vanity." With that the man left them once more to continue his rounds.

Mark waved at them after swapping his daughter back to her mother once more. "I'll see you then, Eyes." He left the three girls as well and closed the door behind him.

Vivio walked to her vanity and opened the box, pulling out a black skirt and a matching 'buisness woman' top. "Seems like I'm going for the secretary look today." She began changing clothes while Syn watched her curiously. "Are you positive you don't want to watch, Honey?"

Syn shook her head. "No thank you. You go do your thing and I'll be here when you get back." Vivio finished changing and hung up her casual clothes. On the way out she kissed Syn's cheek and smiled at her one last time before hurrying out of the room. Once the door was closed again the blue haired girl looked over at the mother/daughter combo sitting in front of the now turned on Television. "So, you known Vivio a while?"

Krisslanza nodded and left the channel on something her daughter would like. "I met her a few years ago while I was waiting on Mark to finish a scene. I was talking about how hard one of my college classes was after the shoot and she overheard me. After a while she offered her help with it because she seemed to know a lot about the subject. After that we ate lunch together and really hit it off. Poor thing was so scared about her new job and didn't know anything about it so I kind of explained how it worked. Although I'm not into the business, my husband is so I knew enough."

"Was it hard for you to accept it all?" Syn sat down next to her and looked down at the quiet child watching cartoons. "Sorry this must be weird."

"Oh no, you're going through the same thing I did." Krisslanza smiled at her happily. "No, it was really hard at first. But you have to separate work from home. I'm sure Vivio has talked to you about that?" She got a nod. "Mark loves me more than anyone else in the world." She fondly touched her wedding band. "His work doesn't mean anything, it's just what he does. Same with Vivio. Did you know she refused to work for almost a month when you two broke up?"

Syn flinched. "Really?"

"Mmhmm, she came to work to try to but she ended up staying in her dressing room crying. I talked to her a while to help her through it and she eventually got better. you have no idea how much she talks about you. Can't shut her up."

Syn felt a small smile tug at her lips. "That's interesting, what does she say?"

Vivio has many things to say about Syn. ^^

Originally Posted by Satashi

Spoiler for Previously:

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.50:

Vivio pushed up her glasses lightly on her nose and began flipping through the papers in front of herself. “Okay let's see... Here,” She showed Syn a sheet and scooted closer to her. “Right here, this is my basic 'will do' list. It says...well, what I'm comfortable with doing. I can edit it once or twice during my contract but this really outlines my upcoming work. The less I have on here, the less money I will bring in. I need to be lenient with it.”

Syn nodded and looked at the list and the check marks next to the words. “Um, what's this mean?” She pointed and got a small giggle along with the answer. “Oh, okay...” she fidgeted in her seat.

“Are you uncomfortable?”

“... A little but not bad. I'm just... you know, saying that my girlfriend will be doing this stuff. It's kind of weird more than being upset.”

Vivio nodded in understanding. “Would you feel more comfortable with it if you saw me doing it?” She got blinked at. “I have my videos, I can show them to you. You watched a few didn't you?”

“Just your solo scenes and webcam recordings.” Syn gave her a light lopsided smile. “I'm comfortable with it, just still weird to me. Anyway, let's see... Strip clubs?”

“Like I was at the other night.”

“... Okay, what's 'advertising' consist of?”

“Being recorded using things for new items or wearing something for a photo shoot. Like if a company released a new line of fetish clothing they would ask me to model in it. That will more than likely be a sex scene that's photographed, just so you know.”

“You're okay with that?”

Vivio shrugged. “Part of the job. No difference in that and being filmed in video.”

“Okay, I guess that's true...What's this mean?” She pointed to another line.

“I said no, so don't worry about it.” Vivio stuck out her tongue and got a giggle.

“You're so calm and easy going about this...”

“I hope you will be later on as well.”

“... What's away 'entertaining'?”

“If I go on the road somewhere to meet some important people, I would 'service' them sexually.”

“Is that legal?”

“That's why it's called servicing. It implied bringing them drinks, talking, entertaining and the like, but you really know what it means.”

“Basically it means they'll send you to seal deals? You're okay with that?”

“I will entertain them, it doesn't mean I will do sexual things. If I'm advertising a new sex toy and they want to watch me use it, I don't mind. I'll say no if I don't want to do something... I'll probably be wearing nothing or sexy lingerie though. That okay?”

“Well, I trust your judgment...” Her words trailed off as she thought about what she just said. “Yeah... Yeah, you know what?”

“What?”

“I trust you.” Syn handed the papers back to Vivio. “Do what you do, I'll support you.”

Vivio looked at her for a few moments before she leaned forward and hugged her. “That's the best thing you could say to me.” She got and amused pat on the back and squeezed her one more time before pulling away. “Well then, is there anything you want to ask about?”

“What's different about this and what you do now?”

“Basically more work. I will go around promoting things, do more videos, guest star on other company's videos, and the like. I've already got almost three hundred subscribers to my webpage now, it went up dramatically since my last video.”

Syn nodded and could tell that her girlfriend was proud. “Congratulations.”

“Thank you. Ohhhh, so much to think about now.” Vivio quickly began flipping through the contents of the folder and signing her name to them. “I can't wait to get started!”

“You can't wait to have sex?”

Vivio stuck out her tongue. “Let me see your computer.” The request gained her Syn's laptop after a few moments of waiting for it to be brought to her. “Here, this is your user name and password to my website. I'll save it for you.”

Syn shook her head. “Why do I need that, I have the real thing here.” She wrapped her arms around Vivio and looked over her shoulder at the page. This time she didn't feel her stomach turn but instead felt a small sense of satisfaction that her girlfriend was doing so well in her life all of a sudden. “Hey...” Her arms tightened lightly and she nipped at Vivio's neck. “How about you give me some time right now?”

“Three hundred dollars for the first hour.” Vivio told her casually while closing the laptop. “Just kidding.” She kissed Syn's cheek. “Later, I need to do something first.”

“What?” The blue haired one frowned when Vivio stood up.

“Clean your apartment, it's a mess in here.” She went to the kitchen area and lifted up a plate laying on the counter, grimacing as long stands of left over food stuck it to the platter underneath it. “Where are your cleaning supplies?”

“Don't I have a say in this?” Syn countered her.

“No.” Vivio smiled and looked over at the girl walking to her. “Mou, Syn, you're still so touchy.” She blushed as hands slipped under her shirt and body made her take a few steps backwards to lean against the wall. “Ngghhnn... Let me clean first.”

“I'm jealous,” Syn whispered to her, trying to get the girl's pants unbuttoned. “They get to see you do their wildest dreams and all I got was a lap dance that drove me crazy all night long.”

“Mou, okay...” Vivio grabbed Syn's shoulders and pushed her back until she fell down onto her bed. “But we do it my way.” She smirked and turned on Syn's radio. The station was changed until she found a suitable song to dance to and she smiled at her eager looking girlfriend. “This is a special case, because I'm happy.” She informed her as her hips swayed to the music. “But since I'm working on my time off, you have to as well.”

“What do you mean?” Syn watched the blond move.

“You're cooking me dinner.” Slowly she pulled off her shirt and dropped it onto the floor to show a simple white bra. Syn's hands went up to touch her but were quickly and gently slapped away. “No touching until I say you can.” A cat like grin spread over her face as her already unbuttoned pants fell to the floor to show white stockings, garter belt, and panties. One hand went up behind her head and the other rested on her hip to pose. “Like?”

“Very.” Very breathed out as she was straddled and rubbed on. “Can I touch...?”

Vivio breathed into Syn's ear and spoke into it huskily, suddenly grinding her body against hers. “No...” She licked her earlobe and sucked on it, pinning Syn's hands to the bed.

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Syn answered her phone quickly, flipping it open so the ring tone wouldn't wake up the girl sleeping on her bed. Although her treat had lasted the better part of half an hour, she felt rather flustered that she wasn't allowed to touch her not even once during it but at the same time knew that Vivio was just teasing her. “Hi mom,” she greeted the phone contently. “Hm? I'm not doing anything... No, Vivio is taking a nap, she stayed up really late. I'll have to talk quietly.” She paused and sat down next to her girlfriend, who was sleeping peacefully. “Thanksgiving? Sure I'll come. Never pass up free food that you don't have to cook... I don't think she is doing anything, no.” Syn smiled fondly. “I'd love to invite her to come over to meet you and dad.” Her hands threaded through the blond's hair and she had to repress a giggle when the girl didn't even stir from the motion. “Who else is going to be there?” Syn pulled the covers over Vivio's body so she wouldn't catch a cold. “Oh, some important people? Sounds neat, I'd like to meet them. What division are they in?” Syn smiled down at her girlfriend while listening. “Sixth mobile Division, what a bland name.” She laughed softly. “Go ahead and make plans for us to be there, I'll invite her when she wakes up.”

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Vivio slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes, inhaling a pleasant scent through her nose. Syn had her back turned to the girl and was busy cooking, humming to herself as she stirred the contents of something that Vivio couldn't see. Red and green eyes looked around to find her earlier disregarded clothing during her lap dance and put them on as quietly as she could to avoid the embarrassment of having Syn see her naked again. Once covered she walked to the kitchen area and was smiled at. "Hey," Vivio yawned out the word before wrapping her arms around her girlfriend from behind. "How long did I sleep?"

"Almost three hours." Syn put a cover on her skillet and leaned back against Vivio's chest. "Hey, what are you doing for thanksgiving?"

"I have a shoot tonight for my webpage, but I can set it to automatically update on the day itself so nothing really."

"A Thanksgiving special?" Syn almost laughed. "What, are they going to stuff you or something?"

"Yes, with turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, salad-" She stopped her joking when Syn did start laughing at her. "But really, it's nothing big, shouldn't take more than an hour to shoot it."

"What are you going to do?"

"Want to come watch?" Vivio hugged her. "It may be a bit much, but you can meet some of my friends before we do the shoot."

"I'll go meet your friends, I don't know about watching." Syn patted Vivio's hands. "I'll watch the recording of it with you okay?"

"That's fine, you can stay in my dressing room while we shoot it, I have a TV in there." Vivio nodded to herself. "Oh, why did you ask anyway?"

"My mom and dad want to meet you." Syn gripped the skillet in front of herself with one hand and took the lid off with the other so she could flip the contents around. "I'd really like it if you came to my home for Thanksgiving?"

"Oh wow... okay, I'm a bit nervous though... who will be there? Am I going to meet all of your family?"

"No, just my parents and a few higher-ups from their work that they are friends with. Something about a gathering of friends that they haven't seen in a while and all that. I won't know them either so we can just stick together off to the side."

"Okay, that's good." Vivio kissed Syn's cheek. "When do we leave?"

"Tomorrow, so we can drive down there and be in time for dinner, then thanksgiving day after, stay that night, and come back. Is that too long?"

"No, I can go a while without updating my page since I'm doing that one tonight." She smiled happily. "I'm looking forward to it."

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Syn looked around nervously as she was handed a guest ID card to walk around the studio with Vivio. "I feel weird," She whispered to her friend once they were away from the receptionist. "It's like everyone who looks at me wants to bend me over a table and go to town on me."

"As fun as that would be to watch, don't worry about it."

"Wait," Syn cut her off. "You'd like to see that?"

"Hm? Yes, that would be rather erotic." She stuck out her tongue at her friend, not positive if Syn was sure if she was serious or not. "But really, everyone here is professional. They don't need to skirt chase, their job is to have sex." She waved at some of her friends who were walking from a set.

Syn was still looking at her from the corner of her eyes. "Okay, if you say so... It's still a little creepy. Gah, I'm sorry that was rude."

"Syn doesn't think before speaking, I'm used to it by now." Vivio elbowed her playfully before opening the door that had her name on it. "Here's my dressing room. Short tour, there's my couch, my vanity, my shower, and my clothes."

The blue haired girl whistled lightly. "It's huge." The single room was indeed big enough for everything mentioned and still be comfortable to lounge in. "They treat everyone really nice here, huh?"

"Well, the normal ranked people don't have rooms, they just come here, do their thing, and leave."

"So since you're a star you have a room?"

"Well, I have paper work to do and-"

"Whoa, you have paperwork?" Syn blinked.

Vivio looked offended. "Of course! I'm under contract labor, I have to do all my own taxes, sign forms of release for the recordings, schedule my filmings, talk to people, sometimes we have employee cookouts so people gather in my dressing room to hang out in-"

"Okay, I get it." Syn rolled her eyes. "Forgive me for not knowing."

"Well that's why I asked you here." Vivio sniffed at her and crossed her arms.

"Yeah..." Syn sighed. "Sorry, it's just weird knowing that you're about to go and have sex with someone. I'm okay with it, but it's still a little awkward." Before she could go on a knock at their door made them pause. Vivio bid them to come in and before Syn could react, a small child ran past her and hugged Vivio's legs.

"Vivio!" The girl greeted happily as she was holstered up to be balanced on the older woman's hips.

Vivio smiled at the small red haired girl. "Why hello there, Lina."

"Lina!" a new voice coming into the room made everyone look to see a blond haired girl with crystal blue eyes. "Don't run off like that, and use your manors."

Lina pouted slightly. "Yes Mama."

Vivio walked over to the woman and grinned. "Hey Krissy, how're you?"

"Great, we're about to go to Mark's parent's for thanksgiving."

Vivio smiled and pulled Syn over to her with her free hand. "that sounds really wonderful Krissy, I'm going to my girlfriend's place this year. Syn, meet Krisslanza. Krissy, meet Syn."

Syn nodded at her. "Nice to meet you."

"Oh, Syn!" Krisslanza smiled brightly. "Vivio has told us so much about you, it's great to finally meet you!" The blue haired girl blinked. "Oh you are quite a cute little thing! Way to go Vivio!"

"Krissy!" Vivio scolded her, blushing brightly. "Don't tell her that, it's embarrassing." She glanced at Syn lightly and then averted her eyes. Lina decided that she wanted down at that moment so Vivio sat her down onto her feet.

"Hey everyone," A new voice made them look at the door once again, this time seeing a guy.

Krisslanza giggled. "Honey, meet Syn, she's the girl Vivio rants about being head over heels in love with all the time."

"KRISSY!"

Syn felt her lips turn up slightly and nodded at the man walking over to them as he reached down to pick up his daughter and smile brightly at the child. "Nice to meet you."

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Vivio stood closer to Syn to introduce them. "Syn, this is Mark, he's the one I'm going to be filming with today."

"Oh." Syn nodded again and watched Mark talking with his daughter.

Krisslanza nodded to confirm it before turning to Vivio again. "Vivio, would you mind if I watched after Lina in your dressing room? The day care is closed for the thanksgiving weekend already and I need to get back to my job soon, I'm on my dinner break."

"Sure! Syn is going to be in here too so you can get to know each other." She looked at the still open door when someone poked his head in to speak with them.

"Guys, set two is ready. Eyes, please change into your outfit, it's on your vanity." With that the man left them once more to continue his rounds.

Mark waved at them after swapping his daughter back to her mother once more. "I'll see you then, Eyes." He left the three girls as well and closed the door behind him.

Vivio walked to her vanity and opened the box, pulling out a black skirt and a matching 'buisness woman' top. "Seems like I'm going for the secretary look today." She began changing clothes while Syn watched her curiously. "Are you positive you don't want to watch, Honey?"

Syn shook her head. "No thank you. You go do your thing and I'll be here when you get back." Vivio finished changing and hung up her casual clothes. On the way out she kissed Syn's cheek and smiled at her one last time before hurrying out of the room. Once the door was closed again the blue haired girl looked over at the mother/daughter combo sitting in front of the now turned on Television. "So, you known Vivio a while?"

Krisslanza nodded and left the channel on something her daughter would like. "I met her a few years ago while I was waiting on Mark to finish a scene. I was talking about how hard one of my college classes was after the shoot and she overheard me. After a while she offered her help with it because she seemed to know a lot about the subject. After that we ate lunch together and really hit it off. Poor thing was so scared about her new job and didn't know anything about it so I kind of explained how it worked. Although I'm not into the business, my husband is so I knew enough."

"Was it hard for you to accept it all?" Syn sat down next to her and looked down at the quiet child watching cartoons. "Sorry this must be weird."

"Oh no, you're going through the same thing I did." Krisslanza smiled at her happily. "No, it was really hard at first. But you have to separate work from home. I'm sure Vivio has talked to you about that?" She got a nod. "Mark loves me more than anyone else in the world." She fondly touched her wedding band. "His work doesn't mean anything, it's just what he does. Same with Vivio. Did you know she refused to work for almost a month when you two broke up?"

Syn flinched. "Really?"

"Mmhmm, she came to work to try to but she ended up staying in her dressing room crying. I talked to her a while to help her through it and she eventually got better. You have no idea how much she talks about you. Can't shut her up."

Syn felt a small smile tug at her lips. "That's interesting, what does she say?"

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"How much you mean to her, the way you cook, how you always hug on her. That kind of thing."

Syn grinned at hearing that. "That's not too bad, I was worried she'd talk about our love life."

"Not Vivio, she's too reserved. Believe me, her friends pestered about it for a long time last time we all went out for a while. She was glowing red and just told them that you were really loving."

Syn felt her cheeks color slightly and looked away for a moment, eying the small child giggling at the television screen. "It's weird..."

"What is?"

"This is so different than what I thought, even after talking to her about it so much. I thought I knew everything there was about it, but I just keep learning more... I mean, you brought your child here to stay in Vivio's room while your husband is having sex with her right now. While they're doing that, we're talking as if we didn't just meet for the first time." She smiled softly. "I'm really relieved. Everything is just as she said it was. She loves me... this is just work."

"Mmhmm. A really weird concept, but once it clicks, it's simple." Krisslanza leaned back in the chair. "I wonder if they're almost done."

"Already!?" Syn looked at the clock and realized that they had been talking for almost two hours. Sure enough, just as she was about to comment on how fast the time went by, the door to the room opened and a messy Vivio walked in. Looking at her, Syn gaped at the sight. Her girlfriend was covered from head to foot with what looked like smeared mashed potatoes, corn, dressing, stuffing, bread crumbs, gravy, turkey, and egg salad. "What in the world happened to you!?"

Vivio gave her best grin ever. "I got stuffed."

Nice chapter! :] Syn is really accepting Vivio's job now.

[TheShinySword]

Originally Posted by Jimmy C

And for ch54, it's "head to toe" not "foot". Your southern dialect again?


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I've heard both expressions used before. The implication is the same there's no real need to change it.

[Evil Rick]

Originally Posted by Satashi

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Vivio pushed up her glasses lightly on her nose and began flipping through the papers in front of herself. “Okay let's see... Here,” She showed Syn a sheet and scooted closer to her. “Right here, this is my basic 'will do' list. It says...well, what I'm comfortable with doing. I can edit it once or twice during my contract but this really outlines my upcoming work. The less I have on here, the less money I will bring in. I need to be lenient with it.”

Syn nodded and looked at the list and the check marks next to the words. “Um, what's this mean?” She pointed and got a small giggle along with the answer. “Oh, okay...” she fidgeted in her seat.

“Are you uncomfortable?”

“... A little but not bad. I'm just... you know, saying that my girlfriend will be doing this stuff. It's kind of weird more than being upset.”

Vivio nodded in understanding. “Would you feel more comfortable with it if you saw me doing it?” She got blinked at. “I have my videos, I can show them to you. You watched a few didn't you?”

“Just your solo scenes and webcam recordings.” Syn gave her a light lopsided smile. “I'm comfortable with it, just still weird to me. Anyway, let's see... Strip clubs?”

“Like I was at the other night.”

“... Okay, what's 'advertising' consist of?”

“Being recorded using things for new items or wearing something for a photo shoot. Like if a company released a new line of fetish clothing they would ask me to model in it. That will more than likely be a sex scene that's photographed, just so you know.”

“You're okay with that?”

Vivio shrugged. “Part of the job. No difference in that and being filmed in video.”

“Okay, I guess that's true...What's this mean?” She pointed to another line.

“I said no, so don't worry about it.” Vivio stuck out her tongue and got a giggle.

“You're so calm and easy going about this...”

“I hope you will be later on as well.”

“... What's away 'entertaining'?”

“If I go on the road somewhere to meet some important people, I would 'service' them sexually.”

“Is that legal?”

“That's why it's called servicing. It implied bringing them drinks, talking, entertaining and the like, but you really know what it means.”

“Basically it means they'll send you to seal deals? You're okay with that?”

“I will entertain them, it doesn't mean I will do sexual things. If I'm advertising a new sex toy and they want to watch me use it, I don't mind. I'll say no if I don't want to do something... I'll probably be wearing nothing or sexy lingerie though. That okay?”

“Well, I trust your judgment...” Her words trailed off as she thought about what she just said. “Yeah... Yeah, you know what?”

“What?”

“I trust you.” Syn handed the papers back to Vivio. “Do what you do, I'll support you.”

Vivio looked at her for a few moments before she leaned forward and hugged her. “That's the best thing you could say to me.” She got and amused pat on the back and squeezed her one more time before pulling away. “Well then, is there anything you want to ask about?”

“What's different about this and what you do now?”

“Basically more work. I will go around promoting things, do more videos, guest star on other company's videos, and the like. I've already got almost three hundred subscribers to my webpage now, it went up dramatically since my last video.”

Syn nodded and could tell that her girlfriend was proud. “Congratulations.”

“Thank you. Ohhhh, so much to think about now.” Vivio quickly began flipping through the contents of the folder and signing her name to them. “I can't wait to get started!”

“You can't wait to have sex?”

Vivio stuck out her tongue. “Let me see your computer.” The request gained her Syn's laptop after a few moments of waiting for it to be brought to her. “Here, this is your user name and password to my website. I'll save it for you.”

Syn shook her head. “Why do I need that, I have the real thing here.” She wrapped her arms around Vivio and looked over her shoulder at the page. This time she didn't feel her stomach turn but instead felt a small sense of satisfaction that her girlfriend was doing so well in her life all of a sudden. “Hey...” Her arms tightened lightly and she nipped at Vivio's neck. “How about you give me some time right now?”

“Three hundred dollars for the first hour.” Vivio told her casually while closing the laptop. “Just kidding.” She kissed Syn's cheek. “Later, I need to do something first.”

“What?” The blue haired one frowned when Vivio stood up.

“Clean your apartment, it's a mess in here.” She went to the kitchen area and lifted up a plate laying on the counter, grimacing as long stands of left over food stuck it to the platter underneath it. “Where are your cleaning supplies?”

“Don't I have a say in this?” Syn countered her.

“No.” Vivio smiled and looked over at the girl walking to her. “Mou, Syn, you're still so touchy.” She blushed as hands slipped under her shirt and body made her take a few steps backwards to lean against the wall. “Ngghhnn... Let me clean first.”

“I'm jealous,” Syn whispered to her, trying to get the girl's pants unbuttoned. “They get to see you do their wildest dreams and all I got was a lap dance that drove me crazy all night long.”

“Mou, okay...” Vivio grabbed Syn's shoulders and pushed her back until she fell down onto her bed. “But we do it my way.” She smirked and turned on Syn's radio. The station was changed until she found a suitable song to dance to and she smiled at her eager looking girlfriend. “This is a special case, because I'm happy.” She informed her as her hips swayed to the music. “But since I'm working on my time off, you have to as well.”

“What do you mean?” Syn watched the blond move.

“You're cooking me dinner.” Slowly she pulled off her shirt and dropped it onto the floor to show a simple white bra. Syn's hands went up to touch her but were quickly and gently slapped away. “No touching until I say you can.” A cat like grin spread over her face as her already unbuttoned pants fell to the floor to show white stockings, garter belt, and panties. One hand went up behind her head and the other rested on her hip to pose. “Like?”

“Very.” Very breathed out as she was straddled and rubbed on. “Can I touch...?”

Vivio breathed into Syn's ear and spoke into it huskily, suddenly grinding her body against hers. “No...” She licked her earlobe and sucked on it, pinning Syn's hands to the bed.

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Syn answered her phone quickly, flipping it open so the ring tone wouldn't wake up the girl sleeping on her bed. Although her treat had lasted the better part of half an hour, she felt rather flustered that she wasn't allowed to touch her not even once during it but at the same time knew that Vivio was just teasing her. “Hi mom,” she greeted the phone contently. “Hm? I'm not doing anything... No, Vivio is taking a nap, she stayed up really late. I'll have to talk quietly.” She paused and sat down next to her girlfriend, who was sleeping peacefully. “Thanksgiving? Sure I'll come. Never pass up free food that you don't have to cook... I don't think she is doing anything, no.” Syn smiled fondly. “I'd love to invite her to come over to meet you and dad.” Her hands threaded through the blond's hair and she had to repress a giggle when the girl didn't even stir from the motion. “Who else is going to be there?” Syn pulled the covers over Vivio's body so she wouldn't catch a cold. “Oh, some important people? Sounds neat, I'd like to meet them. What division are they in?” Syn smiled down at her girlfriend while listening. “Sixth mobile Division, what a bland name.” She laughed softly. “Go ahead and make plans for us to be there, I'll invite her when she wakes up.”

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Vivio slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes, inhaling a pleasant scent through her nose. Syn had her back turned to the girl and was busy cooking, humming to herself as she stirred the contents of something that Vivio couldn't see. Red and green eyes looked around to find her earlier disregarded clothing during her lap dance and put them on as quietly as she could to avoid the embarrassment of having Syn see her naked again. Once covered she walked to the kitchen area and was smiled at. "Hey," Vivio yawned out the word before wrapping her arms around her girlfriend from behind. "How long did I sleep?"

"Almost three hours." Syn put a cover on her skillet and leaned back against Vivio's chest. "Hey, what are you doing for thanksgiving?"

"I have a shoot tonight for my webpage, but I can set it to automatically update on the day itself so nothing really."

"A Thanksgiving special?" Syn almost laughed. "What, are they going to stuff you or something?"

"Yes, with turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, salad-" She stopped her joking when Syn did start laughing at her. "But really, it's nothing big, shouldn't take more than an hour to shoot it."

"What are you going to do?"

"Want to come watch?" Vivio hugged her. "It may be a bit much, but you can meet some of my friends before we do the shoot."

"I'll go meet your friends, I don't know about watching." Syn patted Vivio's hands. "I'll watch the recording of it with you okay?"

"That's fine, you can stay in my dressing room while we shoot it, I have a TV in there." Vivio nodded to herself. "Oh, why did you ask anyway?"

"My mom and dad want to meet you." Syn gripped the skillet in front of herself with one hand and took the lid off with the other so she could flip the contents around. "I'd really like it if you came to my home for Thanksgiving?"

"Oh wow... okay, I'm a bit nervous though... who will be there? Am I going to meet all of your family?"

"No, just my parents and a few higher-ups from their work that they are friends with. Something about a gathering of friends that they haven't seen in a while and all that. I won't know them either so we can just stick together off to the side."

"Okay, that's good." Vivio kissed Syn's cheek. "When do we leave?"

"Tomorrow, so we can drive down there and be in time for dinner, then thanksgiving day after, stay that night, and come back. Is that too long?"

"No, I can go a while without updating my page since I'm doing that one tonight." She smiled happily. "I'm looking forward to it."

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Syn looked around nervously as she was handed a guest ID card to walk around the studio with Vivio. "I feel weird," She whispered to her friend once they were away from the receptionist. "It's like everyone who looks at me wants to bend me over a table and go to town on me."

"As fun as that would be to watch, don't worry about it."

"Wait," Syn cut her off. "You'd like to see that?"

"Hm? Yes, that would be rather erotic." She stuck out her tongue at her friend, not positive if Syn was sure if she was serious or not. "But really, everyone here is professional. They don't need to skirt chase, their job is to have sex." She waved at some of her friends who were walking from a set.

Syn was still looking at her from the corner of her eyes. "Okay, if you say so... It's still a little creepy. Gah, I'm sorry that was rude."

"Syn doesn't think before speaking, I'm used to it by now." Vivio elbowed her playfully before opening the door that had her name on it. "Here's my dressing room. Short tour, there's my couch, my vanity, my shower, and my clothes."

The blue haired girl whistled lightly. "It's huge." The single room was indeed big enough for everything mentioned and still be comfortable to lounge in. "They treat everyone really nice here, huh?"

"Well, the normal ranked people don't have rooms, they just come here, do their thing, and leave."

"So since you're a star you have a room?"

"Well, I have paper work to do and-"

"Whoa, you have paperwork?" Syn blinked.

Vivio looked offended. "Of course! I'm under contract labor, I have to do all my own taxes, sign forms of release for the recordings, schedule my filmings, talk to people, sometimes we have employee cookouts so people gather in my dressing room to hang out in-"

"Okay, I get it." Syn rolled her eyes. "Forgive me for not knowing."

"Well that's why I asked you here." Vivio sniffed at her and crossed her arms.

"Yeah..." Syn sighed. "Sorry, it's just weird knowing that you're about to go and have sex with someone. I'm okay with it, but it's still a little awkward." Before she could go on a knock at their door made them pause. Vivio bid them to come in and before Syn could react, a small child ran past her and hugged Vivio's legs.

"Vivio!" The girl greeted happily as she was holstered up to be balanced on the older woman's hips.

Vivio smiled at the small red haired girl. "Why hello there, Lina."

"Lina!" a new voice coming into the room made everyone look to see a blond haired girl with crystal blue eyes. "Don't run off like that, and use your manors."

Lina pouted slightly. "Yes Mama."

Vivio walked over to the woman and grinned. "Hey Krissy, how're you?"

"Great, we're about to go to Mark's parent's for thanksgiving."

Vivio smiled and pulled Syn over to her with her free hand. "that sounds really wonderful Krissy, I'm going to my girlfriend's place this year. Syn, meet Krisslanza. Krissy, meet Syn."

Syn nodded at her. "Nice to meet you."

"Oh, Syn!" Krisslanza smiled brightly. "Vivio has told us so much about you, it's great to finally meet you!" The blue haired girl blinked. "Oh you are quite a cute little thing! Way to go Vivio!"

"Krissy!" Vivio scolded her, blushing brightly. "Don't tell her that, it's embarrassing." She glanced at Syn lightly and then averted her eyes. Lina decided that she wanted down at that moment so Vivio sat her down onto her feet.

"Hey everyone," A new voice made them look at the door once again, this time seeing a guy.

Krisslanza giggled. "Honey, meet Syn, she's the girl Vivio rants about being head over heels in love with all the time."

"KRISSY!"

Syn felt her lips turn up slightly and nodded at the man walking over to them as he reached down to pick up his daughter and smile brightly at the child. "Nice to meet you."

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.53:

Vivio stood closer to Syn to introduce them. "Syn, this is Mark, he's the one I'm going to be filming with today."

"Oh." Syn nodded again and watched Mark talking with his daughter.

Krisslanza nodded to confirm it before turning to Vivio again. "Vivio, would you mind if I watched after Lina in your dressing room? The day care is closed for the thanksgiving weekend already and I need to get back to my job soon, I'm on my dinner break."

"Sure! Syn is going to be in here too so you can get to know each other." She looked at the still open door when someone poked his head in to speak with them.

"Guys, set two is ready. Eyes, please change into your outfit, it's on your vanity." With that the man left them once more to continue his rounds.

Mark waved at them after swapping his daughter back to her mother once more. "I'll see you then, Eyes." He left the three girls as well and closed the door behind him.

Vivio walked to her vanity and opened the box, pulling out a black skirt and a matching 'buisness woman' top. "Seems like I'm going for the secretary look today." She began changing clothes while Syn watched her curiously. "Are you positive you don't want to watch, Honey?"

Syn shook her head. "No thank you. You go do your thing and I'll be here when you get back." Vivio finished changing and hung up her casual clothes. On the way out she kissed Syn's cheek and smiled at her one last time before hurrying out of the room. Once the door was closed again the blue haired girl looked over at the mother/daughter combo sitting in front of the now turned on Television. "So, you known Vivio a while?"

Krisslanza nodded and left the channel on something her daughter would like. "I met her a few years ago while I was waiting on Mark to finish a scene. I was talking about how hard one of my college classes was after the shoot and she overheard me. After a while she offered her help with it because she seemed to know a lot about the subject. After that we ate lunch together and really hit it off. Poor thing was so scared about her new job and didn't know anything about it so I kind of explained how it worked. Although I'm not into the business, my husband is so I knew enough."

"Was it hard for you to accept it all?" Syn sat down next to her and looked down at the quiet child watching cartoons. "Sorry this must be weird."

"Oh no, you're going through the same thing I did." Krisslanza smiled at her happily. "No, it was really hard at first. But you have to separate work from home. I'm sure Vivio has talked to you about that?" She got a nod. "Mark loves me more than anyone else in the world." She fondly touched her wedding band. "His work doesn't mean anything, it's just what he does. Same with Vivio. Did you know she refused to work for almost a month when you two broke up?"

Syn flinched. "Really?"

"Mmhmm, she came to work to try to but she ended up staying in her dressing room crying. I talked to her a while to help her through it and she eventually got better. You have no idea how much she talks about you. Can't shut her up."

Syn felt a small smile tug at her lips. "That's interesting, what does she say?"

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.54:

"How much you mean to her, the way you cook, how you always hug on her. That kind of thing."

Syn grinned at hearing that. "That's not too bad, I was worried she'd talk about our love life."

"Not Vivio, she's too reserved. Believe me, her friends pestered about it for a long time last time we all went out for a while. She was glowing red and just told them that you were really loving."

Syn felt her cheeks color slightly and looked away for a moment, eying the small child giggling at the television screen. "It's weird..."

"What is?"

"This is so different than what I thought, even after talking to her about it so much. I thought I knew everything there was about it, but I just keep learning more... I mean, you brought your child here to stay in Vivio's room while your husband is having sex with her right now. While they're doing that, we're talking as if we didn't just meet for the first time." She smiled softly. "I'm really relieved. Everything is just as she said it was. She loves me... this is just work."

"Mmhmm. A really weird concept, but once it clicks, it's simple." Krisslanza leaned back in the chair. "I wonder if they're almost done."

"Already!?" Syn looked at the clock and realized that they had been talking for almost two hours. Sure enough, just as she was about to comment on how fast the time went by, the door to the room opened and a messy Vivio walked in. Looking at her, Syn gaped at the sight. Her girlfriend was covered from head to foot with what looked like smeared mashed potatoes, corn, dressing, stuffing, bread crumbs, gravy, turkey, and egg salad. "What in the world happened to you!?"

Vivio gave her best grin ever. "I got stuffed."

Interesting chapter I must say, a bit wierd but truly funny

@Thread: I like how the things are going here, we have lots of new faces since I joined here on February , it has been quite an experience, most enjoyable... fans working for the fans, asking nothing in return, that's just beautifull

We all come from diferent parts of the world, not all of us uses english as his main language, this fact makes thie thread even better

Why do I say this? I don't know... just tough that it was the right time

[Raging Heart]

Originally Posted by Satashi

Spoiler for Previously:

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.50:

Vivio pushed up her glasses lightly on her nose and began flipping through the papers in front of herself. “Okay let's see... Here,” She showed Syn a sheet and scooted closer to her. “Right here, this is my basic 'will do' list. It says...well, what I'm comfortable with doing. I can edit it once or twice during my contract but this really outlines my upcoming work. The less I have on here, the less money I will bring in. I need to be lenient with it.”

Syn nodded and looked at the list and the check marks next to the words. “Um, what's this mean?” She pointed and got a small giggle along with the answer. “Oh, okay...” she fidgeted in her seat.

“Are you uncomfortable?”

“... A little but not bad. I'm just... you know, saying that my girlfriend will be doing this stuff. It's kind of weird more than being upset.”

Vivio nodded in understanding. “Would you feel more comfortable with it if you saw me doing it?” She got blinked at. “I have my videos, I can show them to you. You watched a few didn't you?”

“Just your solo scenes and webcam recordings.” Syn gave her a light lopsided smile. “I'm comfortable with it, just still weird to me. Anyway, let's see... Strip clubs?”

“Like I was at the other night.”

“... Okay, what's 'advertising' consist of?”

“Being recorded using things for new items or wearing something for a photo shoot. Like if a company released a new line of fetish clothing they would ask me to model in it. That will more than likely be a sex scene that's photographed, just so you know.”

“You're okay with that?”

Vivio shrugged. “Part of the job. No difference in that and being filmed in video.”

“Okay, I guess that's true...What's this mean?” She pointed to another line.

“I said no, so don't worry about it.” Vivio stuck out her tongue and got a giggle.

“You're so calm and easy going about this...”

“I hope you will be later on as well.”

“... What's away 'entertaining'?”

“If I go on the road somewhere to meet some important people, I would 'service' them sexually.”

“Is that legal?”

“That's why it's called servicing. It implied bringing them drinks, talking, entertaining and the like, but you really know what it means.”

“Basically it means they'll send you to seal deals? You're okay with that?”

“I will entertain them, it doesn't mean I will do sexual things. If I'm advertising a new sex toy and they want to watch me use it, I don't mind. I'll say no if I don't want to do something... I'll probably be wearing nothing or sexy lingerie though. That okay?”

“Well, I trust your judgment...” Her words trailed off as she thought about what she just said. “Yeah... Yeah, you know what?”

“What?”

“I trust you.” Syn handed the papers back to Vivio. “Do what you do, I'll support you.”

Vivio looked at her for a few moments before she leaned forward and hugged her. “That's the best thing you could say to me.” She got and amused pat on the back and squeezed her one more time before pulling away. “Well then, is there anything you want to ask about?”

“What's different about this and what you do now?”

“Basically more work. I will go around promoting things, do more videos, guest star on other company's videos, and the like. I've already got almost three hundred subscribers to my webpage now, it went up dramatically since my last video.”

Syn nodded and could tell that her girlfriend was proud. “Congratulations.”

“Thank you. Ohhhh, so much to think about now.” Vivio quickly began flipping through the contents of the folder and signing her name to them. “I can't wait to get started!”

“You can't wait to have sex?”

Vivio stuck out her tongue. “Let me see your computer.” The request gained her Syn's laptop after a few moments of waiting for it to be brought to her. “Here, this is your user name and password to my website. I'll save it for you.”

Syn shook her head. “Why do I need that, I have the real thing here.” She wrapped her arms around Vivio and looked over her shoulder at the page. This time she didn't feel her stomach turn but instead felt a small sense of satisfaction that her girlfriend was doing so well in her life all of a sudden. “Hey...” Her arms tightened lightly and she nipped at Vivio's neck. “How about you give me some time right now?”

“Three hundred dollars for the first hour.” Vivio told her casually while closing the laptop. “Just kidding.” She kissed Syn's cheek. “Later, I need to do something first.”

“What?” The blue haired one frowned when Vivio stood up.

“Clean your apartment, it's a mess in here.” She went to the kitchen area and lifted up a plate laying on the counter, grimacing as long stands of left over food stuck it to the platter underneath it. “Where are your cleaning supplies?”

“Don't I have a say in this?” Syn countered her.

“No.” Vivio smiled and looked over at the girl walking to her. “Mou, Syn, you're still so touchy.” She blushed as hands slipped under her shirt and body made her take a few steps backwards to lean against the wall. “Ngghhnn... Let me clean first.”

“I'm jealous,” Syn whispered to her, trying to get the girl's pants unbuttoned. “They get to see you do their wildest dreams and all I got was a lap dance that drove me crazy all night long.”

“Mou, okay...” Vivio grabbed Syn's shoulders and pushed her back until she fell down onto her bed. “But we do it my way.” She smirked and turned on Syn's radio. The station was changed until she found a suitable song to dance to and she smiled at her eager looking girlfriend. “This is a special case, because I'm happy.” She informed her as her hips swayed to the music. “But since I'm working on my time off, you have to as well.”

“What do you mean?” Syn watched the blond move.

“You're cooking me dinner.” Slowly she pulled off her shirt and dropped it onto the floor to show a simple white bra. Syn's hands went up to touch her but were quickly and gently slapped away. “No touching until I say you can.” A cat like grin spread over her face as her already unbuttoned pants fell to the floor to show white stockings, garter belt, and panties. One hand went up behind her head and the other rested on her hip to pose. “Like?”

“Very.” Very breathed out as she was straddled and rubbed on. “Can I touch...?”

Vivio breathed into Syn's ear and spoke into it huskily, suddenly grinding her body against hers. “No...” She licked her earlobe and sucked on it, pinning Syn's hands to the bed.

~**~

Syn answered her phone quickly, flipping it open so the ring tone wouldn't wake up the girl sleeping on her bed. Although her treat had lasted the better part of half an hour, she felt rather flustered that she wasn't allowed to touch her not even once during it but at the same time knew that Vivio was just teasing her. “Hi mom,” she greeted the phone contently. “Hm? I'm not doing anything... No, Vivio is taking a nap, she stayed up really late. I'll have to talk quietly.” She paused and sat down next to her girlfriend, who was sleeping peacefully. “Thanksgiving? Sure I'll come. Never pass up free food that you don't have to cook... I don't think she is doing anything, no.” Syn smiled fondly. “I'd love to invite her to come over to meet you and dad.” Her hands threaded through the blond's hair and she had to repress a giggle when the girl didn't even stir from the motion. “Who else is going to be there?” Syn pulled the covers over Vivio's body so she wouldn't catch a cold. “Oh, some important people? Sounds neat, I'd like to meet them. What division are they in?” Syn smiled down at her girlfriend while listening. “Sixth mobile Division, what a bland name.” She laughed softly. “Go ahead and make plans for us to be there, I'll invite her when she wakes up.”

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.51:

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Vivio slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes, inhaling a pleasant scent through her nose. Syn had her back turned to the girl and was busy cooking, humming to herself as she stirred the contents of something that Vivio couldn't see. Red and green eyes looked around to find her earlier disregarded clothing during her lap dance and put them on as quietly as she could to avoid the embarrassment of having Syn see her naked again. Once covered she walked to the kitchen area and was smiled at. "Hey," Vivio yawned out the word before wrapping her arms around her girlfriend from behind. "How long did I sleep?"

"Almost three hours." Syn put a cover on her skillet and leaned back against Vivio's chest. "Hey, what are you doing for thanksgiving?"

"I have a shoot tonight for my webpage, but I can set it to automatically update on the day itself so nothing really."

"A Thanksgiving special?" Syn almost laughed. "What, are they going to stuff you or something?"

"Yes, with turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, salad-" She stopped her joking when Syn did start laughing at her. "But really, it's nothing big, shouldn't take more than an hour to shoot it."

"What are you going to do?"

"Want to come watch?" Vivio hugged her. "It may be a bit much, but you can meet some of my friends before we do the shoot."

"I'll go meet your friends, I don't know about watching." Syn patted Vivio's hands. "I'll watch the recording of it with you okay?"

"That's fine, you can stay in my dressing room while we shoot it, I have a TV in there." Vivio nodded to herself. "Oh, why did you ask anyway?"

"My mom and dad want to meet you." Syn gripped the skillet in front of herself with one hand and took the lid off with the other so she could flip the contents around. "I'd really like it if you came to my home for Thanksgiving?"

"Oh wow... okay, I'm a bit nervous though... who will be there? Am I going to meet all of your family?"

"No, just my parents and a few higher-ups from their work that they are friends with. Something about a gathering of friends that they haven't seen in a while and all that. I won't know them either so we can just stick together off to the side."

"Okay, that's good." Vivio kissed Syn's cheek. "When do we leave?"

"Tomorrow, so we can drive down there and be in time for dinner, then thanksgiving day after, stay that night, and come back. Is that too long?"

"No, I can go a while without updating my page since I'm doing that one tonight." She smiled happily. "I'm looking forward to it."

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio Pt.52:

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Syn looked around nervously as she was handed a guest ID card to walk around the studio with Vivio. "I feel weird," She whispered to her friend once they were away from the receptionist. "It's like everyone who looks at me wants to bend me over a table and go to town on me."

"As fun as that would be to watch, don't worry about it."

"Wait," Syn cut her off. "You'd like to see that?"

"Hm? Yes, that would be rather erotic." She stuck out her tongue at her friend, not positive if Syn was sure if she was serious or not. "But really, everyone here is professional. They don't need to skirt chase, their job is to have sex." She waved at some of her friends who were walking from a set.

Syn was still looking at her from the corner of her eyes. "Okay, if you say so... It's still a little creepy. Gah, I'm sorry that was rude."

"Syn doesn't think before speaking, I'm used to it by now." Vivio elbowed her playfully before opening the door that had her name on it. "Here's my dressing room. Short tour, there's my couch, my vanity, my shower, and my clothes."

The blue haired girl whistled lightly. "It's huge." The single room was indeed big enough for everything mentioned and still be comfortable to lounge in. "They treat everyone really nice here, huh?"

"Well, the normal ranked people don't have rooms, they just come here, do their thing, and leave."

"So since you're a star you have a room?"

"Well, I have paper work to do and-"

"Whoa, you have paperwork?" Syn blinked.

Vivio looked offended. "Of course! I'm under contract labor, I have to do all my own taxes, sign forms of release for the recordings, schedule my filmings, talk to people, sometimes we have employee cookouts so people gather in my dressing room to hang out in-"

"Okay, I get it." Syn rolled her eyes. "Forgive me for not knowing."

"Well that's why I asked you here." Vivio sniffed at her and crossed her arms.

"Yeah..." Syn sighed. "Sorry, it's just weird knowing that you're about to go and have sex with someone. I'm okay with it, but it's still a little awkward." Before she could go on a knock at their door made them pause. Vivio bid them to come in and before Syn could react, a small child ran past her and hugged Vivio's legs.

"Vivio!" The girl greeted happily as she was holstered up to be balanced on the older woman's hips.

Vivio smiled at the small red haired girl. "Why hello there, Lina."

"Lina!" a new voice coming into the room made everyone look to see a blond haired girl with crystal blue eyes. "Don't run off like that, and use your manors."

Lina pouted slightly. "Yes Mama."

Vivio walked over to the woman and grinned. "Hey Krissy, how're you?"

"Great, we're about to go to Mark's parent's for thanksgiving."

Vivio smiled and pulled Syn over to her with her free hand. "that sounds really wonderful Krissy, I'm going to my girlfriend's place this year. Syn, meet Krisslanza. Krissy, meet Syn."

Syn nodded at her. "Nice to meet you."

"Oh, Syn!" Krisslanza smiled brightly. "Vivio has told us so much about you, it's great to finally meet you!" The blue haired girl blinked. "Oh you are quite a cute little thing! Way to go Vivio!"

"Krissy!" Vivio scolded her, blushing brightly. "Don't tell her that, it's embarrassing." She glanced at Syn lightly and then averted her eyes. Lina decided that she wanted down at that moment so Vivio sat her down onto her feet.

"Hey everyone," A new voice made them look at the door once again, this time seeing a guy.

Krisslanza giggled. "Honey, meet Syn, she's the girl Vivio rants about being head over heels in love with all the time."

"KRISSY!"

Syn felt her lips turn up slightly and nodded at the man walking over to them as he reached down to pick up his daughter and smile brightly at the child. "Nice to meet you."

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.53:

Vivio stood closer to Syn to introduce them. "Syn, this is Mark, he's the one I'm going to be filming with today."

"Oh." Syn nodded again and watched Mark talking with his daughter.

Krisslanza nodded to confirm it before turning to Vivio again. "Vivio, would you mind if I watched after Lina in your dressing room? The day care is closed for the thanksgiving weekend already and I need to get back to my job soon, I'm on my dinner break."

"Sure! Syn is going to be in here too so you can get to know each other." She looked at the still open door when someone poked his head in to speak with them.

"Guys, set two is ready. Eyes, please change into your outfit, it's on your vanity." With that the man left them once more to continue his rounds.

Mark waved at them after swapping his daughter back to her mother once more. "I'll see you then, Eyes." He left the three girls as well and closed the door behind him.

Vivio walked to her vanity and opened the box, pulling out a black skirt and a matching 'buisness woman' top. "Seems like I'm going for the secretary look today." She began changing clothes while Syn watched her curiously. "Are you positive you don't want to watch, Honey?"

Syn shook her head. "No thank you. You go do your thing and I'll be here when you get back." Vivio finished changing and hung up her casual clothes. On the way out she kissed Syn's cheek and smiled at her one last time before hurrying out of the room. Once the door was closed again the blue haired girl looked over at the mother/daughter combo sitting in front of the now turned on Television. "So, you known Vivio a while?"

Krisslanza nodded and left the channel on something her daughter would like. "I met her a few years ago while I was waiting on Mark to finish a scene. I was talking about how hard one of my college classes was after the shoot and she overheard me. After a while she offered her help with it because she seemed to know a lot about the subject. After that we ate lunch together and really hit it off. Poor thing was so scared about her new job and didn't know anything about it so I kind of explained how it worked. Although I'm not into the business, my husband is so I knew enough."

"Was it hard for you to accept it all?" Syn sat down next to her and looked down at the quiet child watching cartoons. "Sorry this must be weird."

"Oh no, you're going through the same thing I did." Krisslanza smiled at her happily. "No, it was really hard at first. But you have to separate work from home. I'm sure Vivio has talked to you about that?" She got a nod. "Mark loves me more than anyone else in the world." She fondly touched her wedding band. "His work doesn't mean anything, it's just what he does. Same with Vivio. Did you know she refused to work for almost a month when you two broke up?"

Syn flinched. "Really?"

"Mmhmm, she came to work to try to but she ended up staying in her dressing room crying. I talked to her a while to help her through it and she eventually got better. You have no idea how much she talks about you. Can't shut her up."

Syn felt a small smile tug at her lips. "That's interesting, what does she say?"

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.54:

"How much you mean to her, the way you cook, how you always hug on her. That kind of thing."

Syn grinned at hearing that. "That's not too bad, I was worried she'd talk about our love life."

"Not Vivio, she's too reserved. Believe me, her friends pestered about it for a long time last time we all went out for a while. She was glowing red and just told them that you were really loving."

Syn felt her cheeks color slightly and looked away for a moment, eying the small child giggling at the television screen. "It's weird..."

"What is?"

"This is so different than what I thought, even after talking to her about it so much. I thought I knew everything there was about it, but I just keep learning more... I mean, you brought your child here to stay in Vivio's room while your husband is having sex with her right now. While they're doing that, we're talking as if we didn't just meet for the first time." She smiled softly. "I'm really relieved. Everything is just as she said it was. She loves me... this is just work."

"Mmhmm. A really weird concept, but once it clicks, it's simple." Krisslanza leaned back in the chair. "I wonder if they're almost done."

"Already!?" Syn looked at the clock and realized that they had been talking for almost two hours. Sure enough, just as she was about to comment on how fast the time went by, the door to the room opened and a messy Vivio walked in. Looking at her, Syn gaped at the sight. Her girlfriend was covered from head to foot with what looked like smeared mashed potatoes, corn, dressing, stuffing, bread crumbs, gravy, turkey, and egg salad. "What in the world happened to you!?"

Vivio gave her best grin ever. "I got stuffed."

Lolz the last part make laugh, what did happen with Vivio really? and Syn accepts Vivio's job, nicely done by the way.

Satashi you are a great writer, i am looking forward for more.

[Jimmy C]

Originally Posted by TheShinySword

I've heard both expressions used before. The implication is the same there's no real need to change it.

Interesting, I've never heard the other one before. It just sounded weird to me. IF that's the case, then I suppose it's ok.

[Satashi]

Originally Posted by Jimmy C

Interesting, I've never heard the other one before. It just sounded weird to me. IF that's the case, then I suppose it's ok.

I've heard both many times, so I'm sure "head to foot" would be okay :3

[markesellus]

Soooo busy!

Originally Posted by Satashi

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.53:

Vivio stood closer to Syn to introduce them. "Syn, this is Mark, he's the one I'm going to be filming with today."

"Oh." Syn nodded again and watched Mark talking with his daughter.

Krisslanza nodded to confirm it before turning to Vivio again. "Vivio, would you mind if I watched after Lina in your dressing room? The day care is closed for the thanksgiving weekend already and I need to get back to my job soon, I'm on my dinner break."

"Sure! Syn is going to be in here too so you can get to know each other." She looked at the still open door when someone poked his head in to speak with them.

"Guys, set two is ready. Eyes, please change into your outfit, it's on your vanity." With that the man left them once more to continue his rounds.

Mark waved at them after swapping his daughter back to her mother once more. "I'll see you then, Eyes." He left the three girls as well and closed the door behind him.

Vivio walked to her vanity and opened the box, pulling out a black skirt and a matching 'buisness woman' top. "Seems like I'm going for the secretary look today." She began changing clothes while Syn watched her curiously. "Are you positive you don't want to watch, Honey?"

Syn shook her head. "No thank you. You go do your thing and I'll be here when you get back." Vivio finished changing and hung up her casual clothes. On the way out she kissed Syn's cheek and smiled at her one last time before hurrying out of the room. Once the door was closed again the blue haired girl looked over at the mother/daughter combo sitting in front of the now turned on Television. "So, you known Vivio a while?"

Krisslanza nodded and left the channel on something her daughter would like. "I met her a few years ago while I was waiting on Mark to finish a scene. I was talking about how hard one of my college classes was after the shoot and she overheard me. After a while she offered her help with it because she seemed to know a lot about the subject. After that we ate lunch together and really hit it off. Poor thing was so scared about her new job and didn't know anything about it so I kind of explained how it worked. Although I'm not into the business, my husband is so I knew enough."

"Was it hard for you to accept it all?" Syn sat down next to her and looked down at the quiet child watching cartoons. "Sorry this must be weird."

"Oh no, you're going through the same thing I did." Krisslanza smiled at her happily. "No, it was really hard at first. But you have to separate work from home. I'm sure Vivio has talked to you about that?" She got a nod. "Mark loves me more than anyone else in the world." She fondly touched her wedding band. "His work doesn't mean anything, it's just what he does. Same with Vivio. Did you know she refused to work for almost a month when you two broke up?"

Syn flinched. "Really?"

"Mmhmm, she came to work to try to but she ended up staying in her dressing room crying. I talked to her a while to help her through it and she eventually got better. you have no idea how much she talks about you. Can't shut her up."

Syn felt a small smile tug at her lips. "That's interesting, what does she say?"

Syn's learning some secrets about Vivio from Kriss. Every time I read Mark, I get confused for a second.

Originally Posted by Satashi

Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.54:

"How much you mean to her, the way you cook, how you always hug on her. That kind of thing."

Syn grinned at hearing that. "That's not too bad, I was worried she'd talk about our love life."

"Not Vivio, she's too reserved. Believe me, her friends pestered about it for a long time last time we all went out for a while. She was glowing red and just told them that you were really loving."

Syn felt her cheeks color slightly and looked away for a moment, eying the small child giggling at the television screen. "It's weird..."

"What is?"

"This is so different than what I thought, even after talking to her about it so much. I thought I knew everything there was about it, but I just keep learning more... I mean, you brought your child here to stay in Vivio's room while your husband is having sex with her right now. While they're doing that, we're talking as if we didn't just meet for the first time." She smiled softly. "I'm really relieved. Everything is just as she said it was. She loves me... this is just work."

"Mmhmm. A really weird concept, but once it clicks, it's simple." Krisslanza leaned back in the chair. "I wonder if they're almost done."

"Already!?" Syn looked at the clock and realized that they had been talking for almost two hours. Sure enough, just as she was about to comment on how fast the time went by, the door to the room opened and a messy Vivio walked in. Looking at her, Syn gaped at the sight. Her girlfriend was covered from head to foot with what looked like smeared mashed potatoes, corn, dressing, stuffing, bread crumbs, gravy, turkey, and egg salad. "What in the world happened to you!?"

Vivio gave her best grin ever. "I got stuffed."

Looks like Syn's getting it. Relationship seems to be getting on the steadier side. Let's see what happens on Thanksgiving.

Originally Posted by Kagerou

Spoiler for Ow my head:

Normally, Fate T. Harlown was a kind, gentle woman that rarely ever got mad. Sure, she got determined and driven when on missions, but that was rubbed from Nanoha's own infalliable willpower. But Fate never got mad. She never cursed, was always polite (even when around rowdy people), and sometimes she could be quite shy.

However, there is one thing that can make all of this go away at the drop of a hat.

"Fuck. You."

Fate gave the finger to a bottle of aspirin as she lay her head in her arms on her kitchen table, trying to block out the light. For the past week, Fate had been fighting a losing battle with possibly the worst migrane she ever had; a migrane so bad that it made the hangover that she got from Nanoha's 18th birthday party look like a paper cut to this migrane's gaping chest wound.

The migrane occurred quite suddenly: she had gotten back from a mission and went to visit Nanoha and Vivio when the migrane started there; first slowly, but like a tidal wave it came crashing down the moment Fate stepped foot in her apartment near the Bureau offices in Cranagan. Fate went from feeling merely tired to miserable in 1.56 seconds, a new record for her.

The migrane, now persistent for 7 days, 12 hours, and 45 minutes, where each minute felt like an hour, had forced Fate to hold off on doing any Bureau duties. She went to her physician, who prescribed her possibly the most useless aspirin Fate had ever taken in her life. And coming from someone who rarely took medicine, that said a lot (or a little, depending on how you look at it) about the meds she had been given. Fate was taking twice the recommended dosage and it wasn't so much as affecting her sleep pattern (of which there had been little of that), let alone the sledgehammer that was beating into Fate's head roughly every 2.2 seconds, going by the pulses.

Fate sat up, her back to the window and the only source of light in the dark. It was ten-thirty at night, a time when the Enforcer would normally be asleep, but instead she suffered at the hands of the mighty migraine, dressed in a nightgown and thinking blithely that bashing her head against the nearest rock would be an acceptable alternative to feeling this headache second after second.

The 22-year old sighed and looked down at her hands, focusing on them. The migraine was randomly affecting her vision, sometimes causing it to blur and at one time making it stop working altogether for about 5.9 seconds (Fate was good at keeping time, after all). That was on the third day, at five, by the way. In the morning.

Fate was supposed to be doing a lot this week: She had paperwork that lay unfinished, she was supposed to be seeing Vivio for the weekend, and she was pretty sure that Chrono's birthday was tomorrow. She had done nothing. Fate hadn't so much as answered but one phone call from Nanoha, which in Fate's state, opened up an all new can of worms.

Ever since Nanoha and Yuuno had moved in together to raise Vivio, Fate had been kind enough to respect their privacy. She didn't question the sudden decision or just where she was when Nanoha and Yuuno's game of love-love started, but it just seemed to Fate that there was a boat, and she missed the boat. The boat left her behind and decided to come back with the aforementioned migraine-tsunami of death.

Now when she talked to Nanoha, it didn't help that she could hear Yuuno, and deep down it made her upset. Not that she didn't like Yuuno - on the contrary, she loved Yuuno to death - but apparently Nanoha loved Yuuno like Fate loved Nanoha, so things didn't quite work out.

As long as Nanoha was happy, she had decided. Although she promised Yuuno that if he broke Nanoha's heart she'd break him with Vita's Graf Eisen.

Speaking of which, the two get along great.

Fate groaned and lay her head back down, covering her head with her arms. Thinking about this was only making it worse, but damned if now that she thought that, the thoughts were flooding in like illegal immigrants to Midchilda. There were so many times that she should have done something else. She should have confessed to Nanoha, for example.

Oh wait, she did. But Nanoha didn't get it. Lovable as the brunette was, Nanoha could be as dense as a block of lead. When Fate confessed that day, 7 years, 3 months, 28 days ago, Nanoha merely went "aww", hugged Fate, and said "I love you too!"

What Nanoha heard and what Fate meant went in parallel but wildly different directions. Fate knew that there wasn't that good of a chance that Nanoha would see her that way, so to speak, but at least by that time in their lives the blonde had grown enough spine to finally go there.

And damned if it didn't make her stronger. Sure, it took Nanoha about four years after that to go "Oh wait you love me!" and of course by then Fate had moved on in life, but it was worth it. Fate remembered easily that the two had a nice, long conversation after that, and had agreed that it might not have worked out. It might have, but then again, they were teenagers, and love is confusing when you're 15... or 19... or 22.

Fate cursed in whatever the Japanese equivalent to "Goddamnit!" was as her headache worsened for a second. It sounded like a pounding noise now.

Oh, wait. That was someone knocking on the door.
Fate moved to get the door and smply sat back down the same way as she was. Damn whoever that was. If they were important, they'd have a key. She continued reminiscing and sulking in her migraine, hoping that maybe it was an assassin going to blow her brains out and end this torment. If war were half as painful as this migraine, Fate decided, no one would go to war.

The door opened with a hiss. Of course she wouldn't be that lucky.

"So dark..." a voice said. Nanoha's, to be exact. "Fate-chan, are you here?"
"Not so damn loud!" Fate shouted, and winced. Twice.
"That's a yes," chuckled the brunette as she walked into the kitchen and turned on the light. Fate hissed and buried her face. "Ne, Fate-chan, I got you something."

"Is it a gun? Razor Blades?" Fate was half-deaf from the pain. God make it stop, she thought.
"Nah, nothing like that," Nanoha replied. There was a sound of paper - Fate guessed a paper bag - and then something lightly setting down on the table. Fate opened one eye and peeked up from behind her arms.

"... you went to Earth?"
"Haaai~" Nanoha said, gleaming. "I stopped by to see my family and raided Mom's medicine cabinet. I remember that one time in high school when you got a migraine, so I got you some of this."

Fate stared at the bottle of Excedrin and actually managed a smile. "Nanoha-chan... I love you and want to bear your children."

"Nyahaha~" Nanoha patted her friend on the head as she walked over and got Fate a glass of water. She waited patiently as Fate opened the bottle and popped one of the migraine pills. "So, how do you like it here?"

"It's alright," Fate replied quietly. "But oh god the neighbor upstairs."
"Bad?"

"Let me tell you..."

And so it came to pass, that Nanoha and Fate ended up talking for two hours, twenty-seven minutes, afterward, quietly of course. Slowly, Fate's migraine came to pass, and her exhaustion caught up with her as it did so.

Fate was mid-sentence when she fell asleep at the kitchen table. Sighing amusedly, Nanoha picked up her friend and carried her to the bedroom, gently tucking her in. Nanoha stared at the blonde for a few minutes, then quietly bent down and kissed Fate on the lips.

"Good night, Fate-chan," Nanoha whispered, raising back up. "Sweet dreams."

Turning about, Nanoha quietly left the apartment.

The next morning, Fate would wonder why her lips tingled.

I really liked this one, it's a bit on the sad side but I think that's what makes it better. Damn, that's one hell of a headache. Nanoha to the rescue! I like how all of Fate's times are really exact, down to the minute.

Originally Posted by Striker117

This is a complete rewrite of Shadows of Intent. It will have the same story and same cast as the original but the start was not working well for me so I'm rewriting it. Contains a fair few OC's and I'm going to try and stay as canon as i can but may stray a little bit.

Spoiler for Shadows of Intent Prologue:

A small fleet of TSAB ships closed in on a small blue planet. Suddenly a large object that looked a lot like a space station with a large cannon attached phased into view in orbit of the planet. "What the hell is that?!" one of the crew of the lead vessel yelled in surprise, but just as he finished his sentence a large beam was fired from the orbiting station which ripped one of the small support vessels apart.

"Captain, we are being hailed" the communications officer informed.

"Put it on screen, and help any survivors of the destroyed vessel" the captain ordered and the communications officer complied putting the transmission on the main screen. "This is the Nidhogg; I am Captain Richard O’Neil of the TSA. Why did you attack one of our vessels?" The captain said remaining calm in the situation.

"I am General Hizuki of the Grand Protectorate. You are in restricted space and must leave immediately or we will annihilate your entire fleet" The officer on the screen replied in a vile tone.

"I'll ask again. Why did you attack without warning?" Captain O’Neil shot back.

"I see we have nothing to discuss, goodbye" The officer said with a bow.

Everything seemed normal for a few second when suddenly several more of the orbiting platforms phased into view. Energy was charged at the tip of a tall spire on each of the platforms before it was released into large beams tearing through the TSAB fleet destroying another two vessels and crippling another.

"We just lost two ships and another is requesting help"
"Enemy platforms are charging for another attack"
"An enemy fleet is advancing"

Information was being relayed to the captain from various stations on the lead ships bridge.

"Suppressive fire on the enemy vessels, aim for their weapons. Damaged ships fall back first, followed by the science vessels and textbook from there. Com's see if you can get in touch with any allies. Radar co-ordinate with the other ships and avoid those beams as best you can. We need to make a hasty retreat" The captain gave his orders and everyone complied as best they could. It was not good enough as another one of their ships was taken out. "This does not look good" Captain O’Neil thought aloud.

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"So the Nidhogg is the only surviving vessel?"

"So it seems. We have Captain O’Neil’s report; he says the enemy was using some kind of energy weapon that easily by passed our shields and armor"

"This does not look good, how will the public react to this?"

"More importantly how will this new threat, this "Grand Protectorate" act now and what do they want"

Shortly after the committee’s questions were answered when the new threat began an assault on several TSAB administered planets beginning a war. All efforts to negotiate with the enemy threat were fruitless.

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2 Years Later.

A fourteen year old Vivio fresh out of basic was minding her own in the lobby of the training building waiting on her mother to come pick her up, she was an hour late already. The building was already deserted as all the other graduated students had been picked up already. "Where is she?" She thought aloud "She better not have forgot"

"Um, Private Takamachi?" A voice snapped her out of her thoughts; she looked up to see a young military officer before her. He saluted her and she stood and did likewise.

"Yes, I’m Private Takamachi. Is there something you need?"

"This letter came for you from the office of Colonel Yagami" The young officer handed her the letter and took his leave.

"From Hayate? I wonder what it’s about" Vivio eagerly tore into the letter ripping the envelope apart. Once she had removed the envelope she read the letter over.

"Wow, aunt Hayate is forming another new unit and she wants me to join. See I told you I would get a good assignment" Vivio said.

[Hayate is practically family offcourse she would throw you a bone, you're still an idiot] A male voice came from a small orange cube.

"Oh, shut up Falling soul. Anyway, connect me to Nanoha-mama I want to make sure she hasn’t forgotten me"

[Nah]

"Why not?"

[Because I don't feel like it]

Vivio just glared at her device for a few seconds when Nanoha finally arrived to pick her up. "You're over an hour late" She complained to her mother.

"I'm sorry I got caught up at work" Nanoha apologized.

"You'll never guess what happened"

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Meanwhile elsewhere in the city a girl was relaxing on a couch in her home. She had long blue hair which she had left down, her eyes were blue with distinctive red rings around her pupils. She was reading a book and resting her feet up on a large wolf that was sleeping on her floor. The wolf was black with a white underbelly and blue eyes.

"Mikazuki can you get the mail" A voice called to the girl from the kitchen.

"I'll do it in a minute" Mikazuki called back, however she did not move from where she was on the couch. A few minutes went by and Mikazuki still didn't move.

"You really should do what your mother says" The wolf spoke up.

"If you're concerned why don't YOU go get the mail Fenrir?" Mikazuki countered.

Finally getting annoyed at her daughter’s laziness Mikazuki's mother emerged from the kitchen "I asked you do get the mail. And why aren't you wearing your glasses?"

"I'll do it once I finish this page" Mikazuki replied.

"Doubt it" Fenrir said.

"Shut up"

"You shut up, and get your feet off of me"

"Go get the mail Mika" Her mother ordered "And wear your glasses when you read, do you want your eye sight to get even worse. Also can you go pick some milk and cooking oil from the shop we are running low?"

"Yes ma'am Admiral Nikita Valasco" Mikazuki said sarcastically while finally sliding off the couch. She moved off to her room to get changed. She shed her casual loose shirt and short shorts in favor of a short black and white check skirt, black and white stripped thigh high socks, white shirt and a black hooded Jumper. She put her waist length hair in high pigtails and attached a masculine looking watch and a little metal bracelet to her left wrist. Finally she grabbed a pair of thick combat boots and slid them one.

After she had finished changing she left her room and head for the door "I'm off" she called to her mother.

"Don't forget your ID you get a 10% military discount now, Private Valasco" her mother called back to her.

"I know. Later" Mikazuki called again before putting on a thick jacket and finally stepping outside the doorway. Almost immediately a cold winter breeze swept past her although the cold never really bothered her much. She made her way along the open balcony of the apartment building she was currently living in. Snow had gathered in small piles along the wall and in front of people’s doors making a good opportunity for her to make a little more pocket money along with her current military salary. She reached the elevator at the end of the walkway and pressed the button; she was currently on the top floor of the 5 story building but still didn't have to wait long. When she got on the elevator she made sure to stand directly in the middle, ride was short and she made her way outside of the apartment building with a little effort to get the slightly snowed in door open. After she got it open she moved some of the snow out of the way so not to trouble the other residents and made her way out of the front gate and headed in the direction of the local grocery store. When she arrived she found the supplies she was sent to get and made her way to the counter to buy them.

"Oh, Mika-chan. I haven't seen you in about half a year" The clerk greeted her.

"I've been busy" She replied and pulled out her military ID and handed it to the clerk.

"So you're in the military now, I guess it was bound to happen. I remember when you first learnt how to fly and trashed my store" The clerk laughed remembering an incident from a couple years back. "But only fourteen and in the military the TSAB seems really lenient about who they let in. So what are you? Ground forces? Navy? Or Air force?"

"Air force"

"Should've known. Anyway I shouldn't keep you, have a good day"

"Yeah, you too" And with that Mikazuki left the store and started heading for home. She got to the mail box outside her apartment building and collected the waiting mail before making her way back to her apartment.

"Mom, I’m back" She called out and dropped the mail and the stuff she bought on the kitchen table. She then took off her boots and slumped back onto the couch and rest her feet on Fenrir's back.

"Must you always do that?" The wolf asked but didn't move.

"Mika-Chan there's a letter for you here" Her mother dropped an envelope on her daughters head.

"Thanks" She opened the letter and quickly read it through "Wow it's from Colonel Yagami"

"Really what does she want?" Her mother asked.

"She wants me to join her new unit"

"Good for you. I've met her she’s a good girl, I’d feel better if you worked under her rather than some other strict hard ass. You gonna take up the offer?"

"Hmm. Yeah, I think I will"

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Empire space
Reach Science Facility

"How's her progress?" A highly ranked officer asked one of the science staff.

"Better than expected but she seems to have developed some form of Dissociative Identity Disorder" The scientist replied while watching a girl through an observation screen. The girl has long red hair and matching eyes, she also seemed fairly short.

"What exactly is that?”

“A condition in which a single person displays multiple distinct identities or personalities known as alter egos or alters, each with its own pattern of perceiving and interacting with the environment”

“Will it be a problem?”

“I don’t think so, as long as we can control both egos”

“Very good. This girl could be our answer to the bureaus mage abundance. Let me talk to her”

“Yes, sir” The scientist pressed a button on his control panel and with a crackle the intercom was activated.

“Good morning Sophitia” General Hizuki spoke into the intercom in a calming friendly voice that would be unfamiliar to anyone but his family.

“Who’s there?” The girl answered in a sort of lifeless tone.

“It’s Reggie, How are you this morning?”

“We are fine thank you”

“Have the doctors been treating you nicely?”

“Yes, they have been treating us very nicely”

“That’s good, ill be back to talk to you some more tomorrow be a good girl now”

“I will”

“So I trust we still have your support General Hizuki?” The scientist asked after switching off the intercom.

“For now. Increase the dosage” Hizuki had returned to his voice of authority.

“But if we increase the dosage-“

“I don’t care just do as your told or you will lose your funding” Hizuki interrupted. “Now get back to work”

End of Prologue.

I wrote this a bit on the fly because I've been busy so if there is any problems please point them out and i will try to fix them. Also as usual any questions?

Seems a lot better. Some occasionally spelling and grammar mistakes though. I'm also going to assume you got permission to use Falling Soul from TSS. It looks like Mikazuki and Vivio are going to become friends...or enemies. Sophitia seems important, I wonder why?

[Striker117]

Originally Posted by markesellus

Seems a lot better. Some occasionally spelling and grammar mistakes though. I'm also going to assume you got permission to use Falling Soul from TSS. It looks like Mikazuki and Vivio are going to become friends...or enemies. Sophitia seems important, I wonder why?

Yeah i forgot to credit TSS because i was sleepy when i posted it so i'll do that now, Falling soul is property of TSS. Spelling and grammar errors? an example please, because whatever it is word didn't find it and i would like to fix it. All questions will be answered hopfully soon. I like to keep what's happening next a secret, it helps keep the suspence.

[TheShinySword]

Originally Posted by markesellus

Seems a lot better. Some occasionally spelling and grammar mistakes though. I'm also going to assume you got permission to use Falling Soul from TSS. It looks like Mikazuki and Vivio are going to become friends...or enemies. Sophitia seems important, I wonder why?

Originally Posted by Striker117

Yeah i forgot to credit TSS because i was sleepy when i posted it so i'll do that now, Falling soul is property of TSS. Spelling and grammar errors? an example please, because whatever it is word didn't find it and i would like to fix it. All questions will be answered hopfully soon. I like to keep what's happening next a secret, it helps keep the suspence.

Thanks for the credit.

Anyone can use Falling Soul as long as the credit me. They don't need to ask permission.

[DezoPenguin]

@Satashi: I've heard it both ways before, too.

@RadiantBeam: *comfort* Trolls suck!

This is the first chapter of the fourth Vivio story (well, it's currently the fourth story; I could slip a few in there in between if I get lazy since there's a twelve-to-fifteen timeskip). It's much longer than any of my other Nanoha fics (the outline is longer than "Mending" and "Snowflakes" were), and I'm not keeping to any kind of schedule or anything with writing it. In fact, this is more of a "first draft chapter to gauge people's reactions" rather than an "official" posting; I haven't even bothered to proofread the thing...

Gee, that really made you want to read it, huh? :P

Spoiler for Stahlkonigin--Prologue:

Petty Officer Golf was bored.

This was not an unusual condition for him. A guard at a naval base doesn't see a lot of activity. Particularly not a night-shift guard at an internal position. At least the guy at the gate had something to do with people coming and going. Golf was lucky if he saw one human being all night during his shift.

That was why the buzz at the door surprised him. He jerked in his chair, almost falling, then swung his feet down off the desk and hurried to the door. Peering through the small window, he saw a man there, tall and dark-eyed. He saw the naval uniform and the commander's stripes on his shoulderboards. Hastily Golf opened the door.

"Good evening, Commander," he said, saluting sharply.

"At ease, Petty Officer...Golf, is it?" The commander's forest-green eyes, a match for his shoulder-length hair, flicked towards his name tag.

"Yes, sir."

"I see. His mouth pressed into a flat, determined line. "You're on guard duty here?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then why am I in this room?" the commander snapped.

"Sir?"

"Is it the usual procedure to simply admit anyone who presses the door buzzer? I thought this was supposed to be a secure area?"

"Y-yes, sir, it is a secure--"

"But you admitted me at once because you saw a uniform?" His voice lashed at Golf like a whip. "Don't you know that these can be had at any half-decent theatrical supply ship? You haven't asked my name or to see any identification. That should have been the first thing you did, before you even opened the door. Then you should have cross-checked my ID code to verify that I had the proper clearance to enter this room. The door over there says 'Weapon Development Section' for a reason, Petty Officer. Just because an intruder would have to pass first the perimeter, then the building security just to get to you doesn't mean it isn't possible. I should write you up for this dereliction of duty."

Golf swallowed nervously.

"But I don't think that will be necessary," the commander, continued, his voice softening. "If I did that they'd just replace you with someone else who needs to be taught the same lesson. My experience is that a person who makes a mistake and gets called on it is less likely to repeat it than someone who hasn't."

"T-thank you, sir."

"Let's finish this, then, so I can get on with my business." He tapped the visitor's badge clipped to his uniform's breast pocket.

Golf nodded and turned to his computer, activating the keyboard and beginning to enter the data for Commander Wilton Sonoma and his ID code. Perhaps not surprisingly, things began to go wrong. Confirmation was not immediate. Golf scowled down at his screen, unable to understand what was happening.

Wilton Sonoma--it was, in fact, his actual name, something that amused him to do--could have explained these failures to him. The TSAB's computer systems were remarkably efficient and reliable, as suited the fact that like all other Mid-Childan technology they were based on magic. They were not confirming Commander Sonoma's identification and clearance because he was not in fact cleared for entry into this area of the base, nor was he a naval commander, nor indeed a member of any branch of the Time-Space Administration Bureau at all.

"Damn computer," Golf muttered under his breath.

"Don't blame your tools, Petty Officer," Sonoma said, making Golf's back stiffen. Golf obviously thought he was receiving another rebuke from his superior officer. It just made it all the easier for Sonoma to insert his blade-shaped Device into the man's spine. Like any on-duty guard Golf wore a rudimentary Barrier Jacket but he was only a typical D-ranked foot trooper, and piercing Barrier Jackets was what Sonoma's Assassin's Kiss spell was supposed to do anyway. Golf made a little gurgling noise, then toppled over onto the floor as Sonoma wrenched the blade free.

Enough fun, he told himself. Time for business. Since Golf had conveniently activated the computer for him--he hadn't been making the idiot look up his ID purely for the entertainment, after all--Sonoma stepped into his place. Basic search functions found what he was looking for almost at once and downloaded the relevant data to a storage unit, which he slipped away into an inner pocket.

He glanced down at the dead man.

"Time to make you a hero, Petty Officer."

Sonoma entered another sequence on the computer, attempting to access further data. Not surprisingly, he quickly encountered blocks; the access rights of a petty officer on guard duty did not extend very far. Sonoma persisted in his access attempts, then, very carefully, tripped an alarm sequence. The screen blazed up in bright yellow, a condition echoed by the light strip running around the juncture of the ceiling and walls. He supposed it would have been more dramatic to go for red, but putting the base on red-alert status would have autobarriered it against exiting by transportation magic, and Sonoma didn't really feel like testing his luck against the entire force.

Pointing his device at the security door, he summoned up an attack spell, a bright orange Mid-Childan rune burning beneath his feet.

"Burning Detonation--Delay 15!"

A glob of light spat from the blade's tip and stuck to the door in a roughly pyramidal shape. At once, Sonoma began to incant his transportation spell, even as his device's hollowly metallic voice began counting down from fifteen. At four, he heard pounding feet in the hallway outside, a rapidly responding security team. At two, Sonoma's body faded to translucence and was gone. At zero, the spell detonated like a shaped explosive charge, blowing the security door out into the hallway ahead of a cloud of fire. The lead two guards went down, their Barrier Jackets and autoguards preserving their lives although not enough to prevent injury, while Protection and Defenser magics kept the remainder of the response team unhurt.

The third mage in line burst through the open door almost at once, taking in the absence of a hostile mage, the dead guard, the flashing-yellow screen, and the now-red alert bar.

"Clear!" he announced. "The guard's down, sir; the computer's on yellow status." He checked the status of the other door. "WD section door is still on lockdown, the barrier seal unbroken since fourteen-twenty."

"Check," replied the team leader. "Control, this is Response Four. Intruder has apparently escaped, but he left a little surprise behind. Send medical. WD section is unbreached."

"Roger, Four. Medical en route."

"Integra, check the computer," the leader told one of his troops.

"Yes, sir," she replied. After a moment's response, she told him about the ID search, the data download, and then the failed access attempt.

"So, he gained access to this room under false pretenses, then forced Petty Officer"--he checked the guard's nametag--"Golf to access the computer for him while Golf was checking his clearance. Only, Golf fobs him off by downloading some superficial data and then trips an alarm."

"Do you think that he did it on purpose, sir?" Integra asked.

"It's the only way that it plays for me. Someone goes to the trouble of getting inside the base to a priority-linked computer, he's ready to hack into the system for sensitive data. The way I see it, Golf deliberately put the wrong info on the intruder's storage unit, then set off the alarm by not doing what the guy wanted him to."

Integra nodded.

"I wish we'd caught the intruder, though, sir. I knew Golf; he was a good kid."

"Me, too, but at least his spirit can be happy that whomever this, what did you say the name was, Sonoma?"

"That's right. Probably false, though."

"Probably. But even so, Golf can at least rest easy that he kept the sensitive data out of Sonoma's hands. The only thing he got away with was the schedule for routine fleet exercises. That stuff would be released to the public transit authorization authorities anyway, so all he did was get it a week or two before everybody else on the planet would get to read it anyway."

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Carim Gracia, Commander of the Knights of the Belkan Saint Church, was worried. The elegant thirtysomething blonde possessed considerable power, both political and magical, so most of her concerns were things that she could deal with more or less easily. This kind of problem, though, was quite different.

She stared at the deck of cards in front of her. They sat there, the elaborately painted plaques of thin wood rather than paper. There was nothing special about them in particular--Carim could have attuned her gift to any deck--but she had a fondness for these because they had belonged to her mother. They beckoned to her, calling to the Knight-Commander like the flame called to the moth.

Carim was the possessor of a Rare Skill, a unique gift, a tweak in the genetics that made her a user of Belkan magic. This was an inheritance from Ancient Belka, from the days when that empire had been an active ruler instead of a historical footnote. Perhaps appropriate for a churchwoman, Carim was a prophet. She could use the cards to gain cryptic, even sometimes misleading, but nonetheless accurate glimpses of what was to come.

She didn't call upon this power often. It was useful, but continuous reliance on it created trouble, a web of contingencies and branching paths that ultimately denied the value of human intervention. Even when she did use it, she'd found that the best solution was to take note of what was said and arrange for people to be in place to act as best they could.

And then there were the times that the power called her.

Carim had felt it that night, the tickling at the back of her mind, the pressure behind her eyes that told her the enhanced perception of her gift wanted--needed--to be used.

Taking a deep breath, she lifted the cards from the table and released her magic. A soft humming filled her mind as the cards rose from her hands, levitating in a ring around her, turning and turning, shining with a soft glow. They called to Carim hypnotically, the images on the cards flickering before her gaze, taking shape, painted pictures seeming to come to life, archaic images replaced with people clad in modern clothing, antique buildings turning to skyscrapers. Warriors were medieval swordsmen one minute, TSAB soldiers the next, carried in chariots, then in troop transports. All around her, the tangible reality of her office faded to nothingness as the visions consumed her.

Then the spinning began to slow. The cards shone with a soft light, but one was illuminated brightly, culled from all the rest. Carim reached out, scarcely aware that she was doing so, and her fingertips lightly brushed the image of a tower shattering beneath a lightning bolt. Her lips parted, and the words came through her.

"When the Night Sky shall reign o'er Asgard, the Guardian shall turn his spear in rebellion to bring forth the Fall, save should the King's Mother be willing to bear the crimson brand."

Carim sagged back into her chair while the cards swirled down, neatly resuming their stack on the table before her. For a long moment the Knight-Commander did not move, letting the force of the magic ebb away. But her mind was already at work, putting the pieces together as best she could. When she felt herself able to talk freely, she opened a communications link to the Knights' security office. A young woman, her eyes bright and eager despite the hour, appeared on her screen.

"Yes, Lady Carim?"

"Sister Nova, please open a secure connection for me to TSAB Ground Forces Headquarters, eyes-only for General Yagami Hayate."

[RadiantBeam]

Originally Posted by DezoPenguin

@Satashi: I've heard it both ways before, too.

@RadiantBeam: *comfort* Trolls suck!

This is the first chapter of the fourth Vivio story (well, it's currently the fourth story; I could slip a few in there in between if I get lazy since there's a twelve-to-fifteen timeskip). It's much longer than any of my other Nanoha fics (the outline is longer than "Mending" and "Snowflakes" were), and I'm not keeping to any kind of schedule or anything with writing it. In fact, this is more of a "first draft chapter to gauge people's reactions" rather than an "official" posting; I haven't even bothered to proofread the thing...

Gee, that really made you want to read it, huh? :P

Spoiler for Stahlkonigin--Prologue:

Petty Officer Golf was bored.

This was not an unusual condition for him. A guard at a naval base doesn't see a lot of activity. Particularly not a night-shift guard at an internal position. At least the guy at the gate had something to do with people coming and going. Golf was lucky if he saw one human being all night during his shift.

That was why the buzz at the door surprised him. He jerked in his chair, almost falling, then swung his feet down off the desk and hurried to the door. Peering through the small window, he saw a man there, tall and dark-eyed. He saw the naval uniform and the commander's stripes on his shoulderboards. Hastily Golf opened the door.

"Good evening, Commander," he said, saluting sharply.

"At ease, Petty Officer...Golf, is it?" The commander's forest-green eyes, a match for his shoulder-length hair, flicked towards his name tag.

"Yes, sir."

"I see. His mouth pressed into a flat, determined line. "You're on guard duty here?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then why am I in this room?" the commander snapped.

"Sir?"

"Is it the usual procedure to simply admit anyone who presses the door buzzer? I thought this was supposed to be a secure area?"

"Y-yes, sir, it is a secure--"

"But you admitted me at once because you saw a uniform?" His voice lashed at Golf like a whip. "Don't you know that these can be had at any half-decent theatrical supply ship? You haven't asked my name or to see any identification. That should have been the first thing you did, before you even opened the door. Then you should have cross-checked my ID code to verify that I had the proper clearance to enter this room. The door over there says 'Weapon Development Section' for a reason, Petty Officer. Just because an intruder would have to pass first the perimeter, then the building security just to get to you doesn't mean it isn't possible. I should write you up for this dereliction of duty."

Golf swallowed nervously.

"But I don't think that will be necessary," the commander, continued, his voice softening. "If I did that they'd just replace you with someone else who needs to be taught the same lesson. My experience is that a person who makes a mistake and gets called on it is less likely to repeat it than someone who hasn't."

"T-thank you, sir."

"Let's finish this, then, so I can get on with my business." He tapped the visitor's badge clipped to his uniform's breast pocket.

Golf nodded and turned to his computer, activating the keyboard and beginning to enter the data for Commander Wilton Sonoma and his ID code. Perhaps not surprisingly, things began to go wrong. Confirmation was not immediate. Golf scowled down at his screen, unable to understand what was happening.

Wilton Sonoma--it was, in fact, his actual name, something that amused him to do--could have explained these failures to him. The TSAB's computer systems were remarkably efficient and reliable, as suited the fact that like all other Mid-Childan technology they were based on magic. They were not confirming Commander Sonoma's identification and clearance because he was not in fact cleared for entry into this area of the base, nor was he a naval commander, nor indeed a member of any branch of the Time-Space Administration Bureau at all.

"Damn computer," Golf muttered under his breath.

"Don't blame your tools, Petty Officer," Sonoma said, making Golf's back stiffen. Golf obviously thought he was receiving another rebuke from his superior officer. It just made it all the easier for Sonoma to insert his blade-shaped Device into the man's spine. Like any on-duty guard Golf wore a rudimentary Barrier Jacket but he was only a typical D-ranked foot trooper, and piercing Barrier Jackets was what Sonoma's Assassin's Kiss spell was supposed to do anyway. Golf made a little gurgling noise, then toppled over onto the floor as Sonoma wrenched the blade free.

Enough fun, he told himself. Time for business. Since Golf had conveniently activated the computer for him--he hadn't been making the idiot look up his ID purely for the entertainment, after all--Sonoma stepped into his place. Basic search functions found what he was looking for almost at once and downloaded the relevant data to a storage unit, which he slipped away into an inner pocket.

He glanced down at the dead man.

"Time to make you a hero, Petty Officer."

Sonoma entered another sequence on the computer, attempting to access further data. Not surprisingly, he quickly encountered blocks; the access rights of a petty officer on guard duty did not extend very far. Sonoma persisted in his access attempts, then, very carefully, tripped an alarm sequence. The screen blazed up in bright yellow, a condition echoed by the light strip running around the juncture of the ceiling and walls. He supposed it would have been more dramatic to go for red, but putting the base on red-alert status would have autobarriered it against exiting by transportation magic, and Sonoma didn't really feel like testing his luck against the entire force.

Pointing his device at the security door, he summoned up an attack spell, a bright orange Mid-Childan rune burning beneath his feet.

"Burning Detonation--Delay 15!"

A glob of light spat from the blade's tip and stuck to the door in a roughly pyramidal shape. At once, Sonoma began to incant his transportation spell, even as his device's hollowly metallic voice began counting down from fifteen. At four, he heard pounding feet in the hallway outside, a rapidly responding security team. At two, Sonoma's body faded to translucence and was gone. At zero, the spell detonated like a shaped explosive charge, blowing the security door out into the hallway ahead of a cloud of fire. The lead two guards went down, their Barrier Jackets and autoguards preserving their lives although not enough to prevent injury, while Protection and Defenser magics kept the remainder of the response team unhurt.

The third mage in line burst through the open door almost at once, taking in the absence of a hostile mage, the dead guard, the flashing-yellow screen, and the now-red alert bar.

"Clear!" he announced. "The guard's down, sir; the computer's on yellow status." He checked the status of the other door. "WD section door is still on lockdown, the barrier seal unbroken since fourteen-twenty."

"Check," replied the team leader. "Control, this is Response Four. Intruder has apparently escaped, but he left a little surprise behind. Send medical. WD section is unbreached."

"Roger, Four. Medical en route."

"Integra, check the computer," the leader told one of his troops.

"Yes, sir," she replied. After a moment's response, she told him about the ID search, the data download, and then the failed access attempt.

"So, he gained access to this room under false pretenses, then forced Petty Officer"--he checked the guard's nametag--"Golf to access the computer for him while Golf was checking his clearance. Only, Golf fobs him off by downloading some superficial data and then trips an alarm."

"Do you think that he did it on purpose, sir?" Integra asked.

"It's the only way that it plays for me. Someone goes to the trouble of getting inside the base to a priority-linked computer, he's ready to hack into the system for sensitive data. The way I see it, Golf deliberately put the wrong info on the intruder's storage unit, then set off the alarm by not doing what the guy wanted him to."

Integra nodded.

"I wish we'd caught the intruder, though, sir. I knew Golf; he was a good kid."

"Me, too, but at least his spirit can be happy that whomever this, what did you say the name was, Sonoma?"

"That's right. Probably false, though."

"Probably. But even so, Golf can at least rest easy that he kept the sensitive data out of Sonoma's hands. The only thing he got away with was the schedule for routine fleet exercises. That stuff would be released to the public transit authorization authorities anyway, so all he did was get it a week or two before everybody else on the planet would get to read it anyway."

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Carim Gracia, Commander of the Knights of the Belkan Saint Church, was worried. The elegant thirtysomething blonde possessed considerable power, both political and magical, so most of her concerns were things that she could deal with more or less easily. This kind of problem, though, was quite different.

She stared at the deck of cards in front of her. They sat there, the elaborately painted plaques of thin wood rather than paper. There was nothing special about them in particular--Carim could have attuned her gift to any deck--but she had a fondness for these because they had belonged to her mother. They beckoned to her, calling to the Knight-Commander like the flame called to the moth.

Carim was the possessor of a Rare Skill, a unique gift, a tweak in the genetics that made her a user of Belkan magic. This was an inheritance from Ancient Belka, from the days when that empire had been an active ruler instead of a historical footnote. Perhaps appropriate for a churchwoman, Carim was a prophet. She could use the cards to gain cryptic, even sometimes misleading, but nonetheless accurate glimpses of what was to come.

She didn't call upon this power often. It was useful, but continuous reliance on it created trouble, a web of contingencies and branching paths that ultimately denied the value of human intervention. Even when she did use it, she'd found that the best solution was to take note of what was said and arrange for people to be in place to act as best they could.

And then there were the times that the power called her.

Carim had felt it that night, the tickling at the back of her mind, the pressure behind her eyes that told her the enhanced perception of her gift wanted--needed--to be used.

Taking a deep breath, she lifted the cards from the table and released her magic. A soft humming filled her mind as the cards rose from her hands, levitating in a ring around her, turning and turning, shining with a soft glow. They called to Carim hypnotically, the images on the cards flickering before her gaze, taking shape, painted pictures seeming to come to life, archaic images replaced with people clad in modern clothing, antique buildings turning to skyscrapers. Warriors were medieval swordsmen one minute, TSAB soldiers the next, carried in chariots, then in troop transports. All around her, the tangible reality of her office faded to nothingness as the visions consumed her.

Then the spinning began to slow. The cards shone with a soft light, but one was illuminated brightly, culled from all the rest. Carim reached out, scarcely aware that she was doing so, and her fingertips lightly brushed the image of a tower shattering beneath a lightning bolt. Her lips parted, and the words came through her.

"When the Night Sky shall reign o'er Asgard, the Guardian shall turn his spear in rebellion to bring forth the Fall, save should the King's Mother be willing to bear the crimson brand."

Carim sagged back into her chair while the cards swirled down, neatly resuming their stack on the table before her. For a long moment the Knight-Commander did not move, letting the force of the magic ebb away. But her mind was already at work, putting the pieces together as best she could. When she felt herself able to talk freely, she opened a communications link to the Knights' security office. A young woman, her eyes bright and eager despite the hour, appeared on her screen.

"Yes, Lady Carim?"

"Sister Nova, please open a secure connection for me to TSAB Ground Forces Headquarters, eyes-only for General Yagami Hayate."

Thanks, DezoPenguin.

And this chapter is awesome. Vivio isn't even on the scene yet and I'm itching to see what will happen.

[RadiantBeam]

... I... seem to have a thing for double-posts...

Anyway, a short little omake based off my Lutecia/Vivio series, seeing as I've done two for BtBR and none for that yet.

Spoiler for Jealousy's just another form of love:

“Hello, Alphine.”

Lutecia winced and forced the smile as the young silver-haired man smiled charmingly at her. She didn’t know his name—either that or she simply wasn’t interested enough to remember it—but she did know he was persistent. He’d been stopping to talk to her whenever she went to lunch for the past three or four days.

Personally, she was more than ready to sic Garyuu on him. She only restrained herself because they were always surrounded. He did it on purpose, the damn bastard.

Despite the rising urge, Lutecia forced a smile. “Oh. Smith. What a surprise.” Not. “Don’t you still have training with Nanoha-san?”
“She let us off a few minutes ago to eat.” His smile brightened a few watts. “Would you mind eating with me? I’d enjoy the company. All the other recruits I train with are mainly men.”

One of the larger problems with dating someone significantly younger than her, Lutecia had quickly discovered, was that said younger person was usually training in the morning and spent the rest of the day at school. While it was by now a well known fact that Lutecia was involved with someone, as the two had been together for a few months now, Smith either didn’t listen to rumors or simply figured that if the person was never present when he was, then that person didn’t exist.

“Thank you for the offer.” Her smile was strained at the edges. “But I already promised Erio and Caro I’d sit with them.” And both of them had seen her situation and were coming over to help her out, thank God. “And, to be very blunt, Smith, I’m already involved with someone else.”

His eyes narrowed; he stepped closer. “At least give me a chance, Alphine. I never see your boyfriend at all. He can’t be a good one if he leaves you alone all the time.”

Boyfriend? Lutecia arched an eyebrow. That information is flawed. And sorry, but you’re getting a little too close for comfort. “Your concern is sweet but unneeded, Smith,” she replied coolly. “Unless you’ve spoken to her yourself, you’re in no position to judge my girlfriend.”
Smith’s eyes widened slightly. “Girlfriend?” He reached out; Lutecia gritted her teeth.

She didn’t need to do anything.

“Radiant Shooter.”

The small ball of rainbow-colored energy, similar in some ways to Nanoha’s Divine Shooter (no doubt modeled after it, for obvious reasons) had been released while Burning Glory was in ring form and therefore wasn’t quite as powerful as it would have been if it had been fired while he was released. The impact was still enough to send Smith staggering back, landing with a loud crash that made some cringe and others chuckle.

“Who did that?!” He roared, shooting up as fast as he’d fallen, his shirt slightly torn and a bruise on his cheek. “I swear when I get my hands on you I’ll—“

Lutecia’s voice was mild, and as cold as frozen ice on a snowy day. “I wouldn’t recommend that, Smith.”

From where she stood beside Lutecia, fingers laced with the older woman’s, Vivio rested her cheek against her girlfriend’s shoulder and looked at Smith innocently, her lips twitching traitorously as Burning Glory calmed on her finger.

“Smith, my girlfriend Vivio.” Lutecia smiled slightly as Erio and Caro came up behind them. “Lay a finger on her and I’ll make you regret it.”

Smith knew when a retreat was needed.

Watching the silver-haired man slink away into a chuckling crowd, Lutecia glanced down at Vivio and gave her hand a gentle squeeze. “Don’t you have school?” she whispered.
“I had a bad feeling. I’d be in a study hall right now anyway, so I’m not missing anything.”

Lutecia tilted her head to look down at her girlfriend, smirking. Vivio glanced up at her and blinked. “What?” she asked, confused. Unable to resist, Lutecia brushed loose strands of hair out of her eyes.

“You’re cute when you’re jealous.”