She had lost her gaze on the girl completely, and this was something her search was doing no good in remedying. In her dazed state the possibility of losing her cute little fox out in this oasis struck her as a very real possibility. Perhaps this was an idea that would throw a lesser woman into a state of panic, but Ei continued to radiate an aura of confidence. She had already made an analysis of Inari’s character. She knew what was inside that fox. Inari was a sticky girl, just like a dango. Soft and sweet, it would be necessary to spear her through in order to handle her without making a mess of your hands. Then Ei would be able to squeeze her and pull her apart at her leisure. Little Fox had likely lost her attention on the alcohol once Ei had successfully stolen it back. There was no doubt now that she had gone off in search of something else sweet to suckle on. Whether it be dates or some other honey would be irrelevant. Just as Inari had grown bored the first time and wandered off so would she again. It would only be a matter of time before Ei found her then. There was only so much of interest in the Miracle Oasis, after all.
However, this came much sooner than she thought it would. She had not considered the vixen would double around, having never truly lost interest in the woman. Foxes were cunning, and this was something Ei had failed to take into account. Her arrogance resulted in Inari sneaking right into her hen house. She hadn’t seen or heard the springing pounce, and even if she had-- It coming right towards her rear end would have flabbergasted her to the point of still shock. Before the artist could react one of her lower cheeks would be clamped tight between Inari’s teeth. It was something of a dramatic moment of irony, especially after Ei desiring so much to study the girl’s teeth. In a way, this could perhaps be construed as Ei having her wish come true. The only thing she would be able to study of Inari’s teeth though would be the imprints they left on her skin.
Ei would scream. Who wouldn’t? She let out a cry both from the surprise and the uncomfortable pain that came involved. Once Inari let go Ei would jump forward, hands instinctively reaching to cover her own rear. The sore skin would be gently brushed against through the silk of her kimono, a sensation that would agitate the still stinging flesh. She would hiss. Her eyes would follow the trotting of the girl again, kneeling down to suckle against the oasis’s springs after spouting off some nonsense about plum wine. Her eyes would narrow, reducing to slits. Having had control wrested from her hands twice now in mere moments, Ei determined that this naughty little fox needed some punishment time.
A single arm would be raised towards the girl on all fours. The sleeve of her kimono hung down, a dark shadow obscuring its interior. With her shoulders and much of her chest exposed from the drooping of her kimono, the sleeve would extend past her hand, drooping over even her fingertips as if she were wearing something oversized. This wouldn’t last for long. Eight tendrils would seep out, stretching from the darkness that was contained inside her kimono. Octopus. Rather than dango, she would seek to make takoyaki out of the foxgirl now. From behind they would grasp out to the still slurping girl, only for all eight to grasp around her figure. Squirming into tight loops around whatever could be held onto, Ei would take a firm hold of the woman and then reel her back. She would be pulled, constructed, and raised off the ground. The tentacles were each about as thick as Ei’s forearm, and had a surprising amount of coordination and strength. Enough so that the eight of them together could easily lift a woman of Inari’s size. “Doesn’t taste like plum wine, you say?”
Ei, with her slitted narrowed eyes, would pierce into Inari’s soul with a single gaze. The bottle she had emptied initially would be dropped, bouncing off the soft ground once before rolling off in a semicircle. The hand that had been holding it would search back into her kimono, digging around for a moment, before pulling back out with another. That she had produced not just one, but two bottles of plum sake from her kimono might have appeared as some sort of supernatural act of mystery to an onlooker, but the truth was simply that Ei kept small seals inside her outfits that allowed her to be well stocked. Unlike the other bottle though this one would be fresh. A firm pressure would be placed against the cork with her thumb, and through a creative application of the supernatural walking practice technique she would pry the cork out with a satisfying pop. The cork would fall off to the ground as well, another shameless display of littering. “It is poor etiquette to drink alone.”
She was grinning something devilish, the bottle held by the neck. With Inari caught on her line, she would slowly reel the girl in. Closer and closer. “It would only be good manners for me to give your eager lips a taste then, would it not?”
- Ei's Stuff:
Name: Hidden Shadow Squid Hands
Activation Cost: 5
Upkeep Cost: 3
Range: 15 Meters
Requirements: Inkfish Contract
Hand Seals: N/A
Description: The user summons a squid from under their sleeve, deploying its tentacles against a target as a surprise. The squid does as its summoner mentally commands, attacking or capturing targets by striking or constricting them. The tentacles can also be used to help the user latch to their surroundings, pulling the summoner towards a destination to help them get around faster. because of the tentacle's length, they can be used from a fair distance away. If the summoner has no sleeves, it will be revealed that the squid will appear wrapped around the summoner's shoulder. The suckers that run along a squid's tentacles hide a ring of teeth. These teeth are used to dig into targets and prevent them from running away. These teeth can be used to scrape and bite into targets that the tentacles have wrapped around. These tentacles have C-Rank Coordination and Strength.
Another version of this technique can be used where an octopus is summoned rather than a squid. The octopus will only have eight tentacles instead of ten, and its suckers will lack the teeth that a squid's would.