“I am certain that you will make do,” she simply replied, trying to sound very haughty. It didn’t really work though, given that her facial expression was anything but. They did have a way of going back and forth with jokes like this, didn’t they? Skyler was someone who could at the very least match her in wit, which was very promising all things considered. It was Vio’s third most favourite thing about the other.

If there was any awkwardness in the other’s actions, it is either disregarded or goes unnoticed. Instead, the faux aristocrat simply nods. “Yes, I can swim reasonably well. Though you are quite brazen, wanting to take off my dress all but immediately like that.” Another chuckle, since they both knew what she actually meant. Not wasting any time though, Vi made sure that the other wouldn’t have to do anything and swiftly pulled the dress over her head. This was a beach, after all, so either style of dress was perfectly decent. Her swimsuit was an embroidered cloth bikini in whit with teal accents, to match her usual style of clothing.

Wasting no time, Violet folded the dress neatly and stacked it with her bag and the sandals she kicked off. Levitation sure would be useful for this. Without that, she’d probably have Frosmoth carry it. Naturally, her pokeballs were secured on a belt that she put on again. The shop owner had assured her that it was how all the divers did it. “That more to your liking, my dear?”

When she had been told to meet Skyler at the beach, that was decidedly not what she had expected. Especially given the promised diving trip, her expectation had been that she would be called over to the docks or something. She even did see a boat coming closer, only to blink confusedly when it stopped some distance from the shore. Not that she had much of a problem with any of this, really. Violet just had no practical experience with any of this. The only ships she had boarded so far had been small rowing boats at home and a few larger ocean liners and yachts, usually for celebrations she had invited herself into.

But a privately owned small craft like this? She had no idea at all. For once, she definitely was not just playing the out of touch aloof lady at all. Though she had dressed relatively sensitively for this, at least. A light, sleeveless white summer dress hid her own swimwear, with little more than a pair of sandals and a handbag otherwise. Copious amounts of sunscreen promised to keep her pale skin relatively safe.

In short, she was still very much in her element when her date for the day leaves hers. In a way that makes Vio smirk profoundly. That was a welcoming committee she could get used to, after all. “Oh, hi there. Have you seen my date? She looks a lot like you, just less like someone straight out of a spy movie~”. Obviously, that was an allusion to the famous one about the man from Mime 6.

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Another one of these cases where she decidedly does not know whether it was natural or calculated. But the truth was, she still did not care. It was fun to make this girl laugh, so that was exactly what she did. In situations like this, only feelings truly mattered. And as long as she enjoyed herself, it was good. Especially when it did not hurt anyone. Definitely not Skyler, who despite being at the butt-end of her jokes of teasing, clearly also enjoyed herself. The way that she put her hands on Violet’s hips alone bore testament to that. If she had any issues with this, it would be quite easy to push the smaller and lighter woman off. Yet, naturally, no such thing happened.

If anything, Skyler was pulling her closer, allowing their bodies to properly connect during the kiss. Would that go even deeper, even more brazen? Maybe later. The diver certainly had a lot to learn, but she had all night to teach her if need be. Putting her own free hand on the other’s back, she pushes herself closer still, wanting to feel as much of her date for the night – and maybe more – as possible. That was the magic of places like this, wasn’t it? To be able to just enjoy things without them becoming all-encompassing serious measures. Just to do what one wanted in relative anonymity. That was the life, really.

This time, she would keep the kiss going for as long as possible still. Just to see where it would go, how long the other would continue it. And to see just what this night would still have in store for them.

Her heart was pounding too, though a lot less so. Maybe it was the lack of drunkenness, maybe it was her having a tad bit more experience. Whatever it was, she was still excited, just less consumed by it. For better or for worse, really. That fresh playfulness the other put on display was rather intriguing and it seemed like a lot of fun. Sometimes, she wanted to return to that, too. But it wasn’t worth giving up her freedoms for, at least in her eyes.

Though, for today, she gladly let the other have a bit more of a lead. Their back and forth of initiatives was interesting, especially with how casually Skyler had taken the follow-up kiss there. Vi followed that, gladly.
And soon enough, they were on the couch. It wouldn’t take long at all for her to follow suit. In fact, she just come down with the other, even without being pulled. Only now, their hands and arms would stay connected, as she swiftly leaned against the other woman. It was a bit shameless, sure, but her rule was that once they kissed, skinship was perfectly alright anyway.

“Mhm….yes, though I can see that you already have a solid grasp on the basics,” she added, putting on her most seductive voice – only to immediately burst into a short laughter. “Sorry, I just had to. Though I can show you some things.” With that ominous warning, she would briefly plant her feet on the ground and turn towards the other. All so that in one fluid movement,, she was able to shift her position in such a way that she’d all but straddle the other, her knes to the sides of Skyler’s legs, carefuly to ensure that the dress didn’t get into the way. Only then would she pull up the other woman once more by the collar, in order to give her a deeper, more passionate kiss.

There was one detail that often differentiated Violet from the kind of person that she usually portrayed. Unlike most girls that would come to a party like this, she wore only relatively flat heels, instead of thinner ones that would give her more height. Her shoes were still fashionable, but not the kind that one could stab someone annoying with. Rather, they were made for walking, running if need be. It was not even a conscious choice born from a desire to be able to flee if she screwed up. But rather, she simply preferred them, having grown up with rangers in the mountain.

What did that have to do with anything, though? Well, without the aid of heels, she did have to go on her toes in order to properly reach up to Skyler’s head and find a comfortable position to kiss her from. The angle coming from below, especially supported by the other’s hand, was quite nice in and of itself. Their kiss did not go too deep, at least not as deep as it could be. Which did make sense. They were in the middle of a dancefloor still, after all. Once finished, she would return to the flat of her feet, deciding to rest her head against the other’s collarbone as they stood in embrace briefly.
The moment would break, but the magic of it did not. Vio made sure to keep her hand on Skyler’s in the process for a reason. Then, it was her turn to lick her lips, savouring the taste. “Well, you do look like you need a lot of tutoring. But that is not for standing on the floor, now is it? Want to find us a place to sit or….” She let that last part trail off. Nothing in this world was stronger than human imagination. And she wanted Skyler to imagine just what she meant with that, a mischievous smirk on her face once again. This definitely was just the beginning of the lesson.

“I shall, then. Though I guess you are less interested in my amazing math skills.” She didn’t have those, of course, but it made for a good joke. Although, she had learned some trivia in that field, just so she could sound smart in the right circumstances. Most people didn’t like math, so they zoned out immediately and just nodded, believing whatever had been said to be of some kind of profound wisdom. It was useful in such cases, but definitely not needed here. Since she did not want to cheat this gal out of anything. And because it wouldn’t be necessary anyway.
Instead, she chuckled softly at her own little joke, barely, if at all, audible in the loud club they were in. However, she deliberately paced herself opposite to the fast beats around them, moving carefully, deliberately, waiting patiently until the other finally did close her eyes.

And even then, she was not exactly in any rush. “I always only ‘kill’ those that long for it~” she notes, easily having noticed the tell-tale signs of this woman being quite into all this. Hence, she hand that had only a moment earlier brushed aside some bangs would now trail over the sailor’s face. Her cheek, idly drawing a circle of her own. Then, she moved a single finger upwards, tracing Skyler’s lips, indubitably drawing at least some attention. All part of her ploy as she used that moment to take a short step towards the other, fully invading personal space while slightly holding her breath. She only released it when she moved her finger downwards, lifting the sailor’s chin whilst she could feel said breath upon herself. Only then would she use that finger to lift the other’s chin and bring their lips together in the most gentle of kisses – all just to see how the other would react to it all.

It seemed as if Skyler, in a way, already had enough of dancing. Though she did seem to be getting a little bit dizzy, that was probably due to other reasons than the beat and the moves themselves. The briefest tinge of guilt grown from knowing that the other was at least a little drunk, it was there for sure. But it was brushed aside just as quickly. After all, she wasn’t going to do anything other than giving her date for the evening a good time. Maybe even better than before.

That was especially true when the diver started to….well, it was almost like a presenting of herself. Even though she was the one asking her to do something, it felt like the other was, at least to an extent, relinquishing her lead on proceedings. To what end? Vio didn’t know. And neither did she truly care.
Instead, the smaller woman would reach up with her free hand, all but casually brushing some errand blonde locks out of that face. “Mhm, I guess I could show you,” she started, though she did not actually go through with it yet. Ironically, it was once more both something she would do to a mark and to someone she was genuinely interested in. But she’d ask the question anyway, leaning in to once more make herself heard in the other’s ear. “You are a bit drunk though. So, I’ll just make sure. Do you really want me to show you? You’ll have to close your eyes though, so I can properly lead you out of the dark…”

Sometimes, even Vi felt a little bit bad about what she did. Then again, was she really doing anything here? It was hard to tell. She’d run away from home about five years ago. Ever since, Violet had basically be lying all the time about basically everything. Who she was, what she felt, what she thought of others. It hadn’t all been lies, of course, especially since she was becoming more and more the person she pretended to be, wanted to be. But that just made it ever harder, even for herself, to separate truth and lie.

That was why, even then, she could not really tell whether or not she was currently playing the other woman or not. It was possible – she had already decided that she wanted some free drinks and diving lessons out of this – but whether that was just a nice bonus to something she wanted to do anyway, or the sole purpose? It was impossible to tell. And that thought made her smirk to herself. If even she could not tell, then nobody could. Thus, she might as well enjoy this, no matter how true it actually was. After all, she could tell that this was not like working a mark she disliked. That distinction was good enough.

As such, her own blush intensified a bit, both due to the proximity, but also for the compliment. Violet just liked being praised. For so many years she had tried to meet expectations of herself she just could not. Being praised for what she was good at, instead of being chided for being bad at something she had no talent in – that was just amazing. “I have a great many talents. I might show you some others. And who knows, maybe I am a natural diver, too.” The smirk on her face was definitely mischievous in that moment, though she was honestly still rather harmless. This certainly wasn’t the hardest she’d ever come onto someone. Though it was probably the most playful in a long time.

The other is slowly moving them to be just a tad bit more private. It was subtle, but someone like Violet noticed these things. After all, she wasn’t even remotely drunk or anything like that. And the licking of lips does not go unnoticed. “I am feeling treasured in a way I haven’t in a long, long while. And I find myself quite liking that.”

It was a tad bit of a lie, really. Violet already knew how to let herself go a bit in a place like this. Though when she had been in such establishments before, she had always just winged it, imitating those around her without much understanding, blindly following the lead of others. No one had yet bothered to give her a lesson that she’d danced with. Probably because most of those people had had preferred her to be ‘stupid’ or something along those lines.
Hence, this was certainly different. For once, words said to her were not just white noise but rather something she wanted to internalize altogether. With this woman, she was secure enough to allow herself to give in to the music, at least a bit, her free hand now creeping onto the other’s back idly.

Using that for leverage, she briefly but gently pulls the other swaying body in a little closer, while adjusting to it until they are properly in sync. That way, she didn’t have to whisper quite as intrusively, but did so anyway. “Hmm…did you ever consider the possibility that maybe these two things are not mutually exclusive, Sky?” She had already decided on that nickname for the other. It was the most obvious one, maybe. But it was also quite fitting. Despite all her insistence on being a hunter, the girl oozed freedom, rather than implied captivity.
“You can be a hunter and still be treasured by your prey. If you ask me, anyone caught in your net can probably consider themselves lucky.” Maybe she did, too. The grin she displayed afterwards seemed to imply as much, after all. But she didn’t even remotely say it to make this all more fun. After all, a young woman with secrets was always more enticing than one without.

Oof! She almost lost her balance there. Granted, nobody probably cared about her amateurish performance anyway, but she still took a brief moment to find her balance again. Being a tad bit slower was not as bad as making a fool out of herself in front of everyone, no matter how few were paying attention to her specifically. Heck, it’d just take one person recording her fall and she could find herself the butt of many a joke.

It would only be a brief little breather, just enough to get passed by some guy with some psycho pokemon. Once more, she found herself wondering just where the balancing was in all of this, before once more taking to balancing on these little platforms. At least Frosmoth was steadily accelerating by adding another Quiver Dance to proceedings.

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