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michiko gracefully landed into the match, smoothing out her pale silver dress and fixing her dark hair. she was getting tired of the constant matches today, and was ready to retire to her room to simply rest and take care of herself. she silently began to search the arena, which this time was sacred heart hospital, and spotted the prisoner's little devices at the bases of the cipher machines. as one lit up, she calmly bent and snapped the wires. even if she wasn't particularly feeling the match, she still had to make an attempt to win. the geisha then continued her search, dark eyes gazing for even a hint of a survivor.
and then she heard a failed calibration, followed by a few rough curses.
so then she carefully approached the cipher machine, only to see the thief working at decoding the machine. by his quick glances, she could tell that he knew she was near, but he continued to work at the cipher machine until it once again zapped his hands, forcing him to flinch back. michiko then shook her head, quickly re-locating herself behind him before he could even turn to run. "that's not how you decode a cipher machine, mr. pierson," she spoke softly, reaching her arms around him to the cipher machine as he jumped. "w-wha-" he began, but she simply hushed him. "you're too distracted," she said, lowering her head closer to his, "you need to focus. your heartbeat will tell you when the hunter is near," she'd then lightly place her hand on his thin chest, easily feeling it go wild since she was basically on top of him.
the thief would simply gulp and nod, glancing down at the cipher machine and resuming his decoding. michiko felt a calibration coming, and while not being able to decode herself she could just feel it in the machine. "now," she said, and the thief managed to press the correct buttons just barely in time to hit the calibration. "th-thank you," he choked out, and she lifted herself from the machine with a twirl, waving her dangerous fan around as if it didn't hide a blade. she silently danced to the mechanical noises of the cipher machine as the survivor decoded, lightly humming to herself. it would then pop, the bright light blaring down on both the hunter and survivor, and she would look to see kreacher glancing up at her as if to really confirm if she was going friendly.
she knew this had to be a new experience, since the other hunters would never go friendly for him, and he was usually left to decode on his own as the others played with the friendly hunter. and so part of her felt the need to follow him as she used to follow her husband, and she would give a soft smile to the thief. other ciphers popped, and as she glanced up towards the light she began to dance, not minding if the other decided to run off to decode another machine or to tell his teammates she was friendly. but he had stayed, and even made an attempt to clumsily join in with her much more graceful dancing.
"w-would you like t-to dance with kreacher, miss g-geisha?" she heard him ask and glanced down, "of course i would," was her response. she then tucked away her fan and took the smaller survivor's hands in her own, and began to guide him through a graceful dance under the cipher machine's light. he would miss a step but she would gently correct him, lightly humming a tune as yet another cipher popped, leaving one left until the exit gate was able to be opened. she then suddenly reached down and lifted him up, easily holding him in the air and turning the kind dance into a more romantic one, a much closer one. once again she could feel his heart ramming against his ribs, not understanding how genuinely safe he currently was. she would give a smile and lightly rest her forehead against the thief, giving a gentle giggle at the pale pink that dusted his face.
the final cipher machine popped and her vision turned red for a second as she adjusted to the activation of detention, which caused a slight flinch in the other due to the sudden streaks of red light. yet he didn't make an attempt to escape from her grasp, and instead slowly opened his eyes and allowed the close dance to continue. then he surprised her by leaning forward, and she allowed him to initiate a soft kiss. she would gently return it, and nothing more was pushed from either of them. she would then pull back, gently setting him down. "shall we head to the exit gate?" she asked, and kreacher just glanced up at her, then away, "k-kreacher wouldn't mind..."
she simply nodded and smiled at his use of third person, gently taking his hand in her own and walking him to the exit gate. she lightly squeezed his hand, which he returned, and the two walked to the nearest exit gate in silence. it had already been opened, with the other survivor's sprays littering the area, and she began walking him to the point where she would have to stop and he could escape. but then he stopped walking, and she glanced back at him. "are you not going to go?" she asked, tilting her head slightly. kreacher would fidget with his short sleeves before stuttering out, "k-kreacher would like another kiss..." she just gave a light laugh at his request, turning to gently cup his face and deliver a light kiss to his forehead. and then at his request, another. and then another. and before she knew it she was gifting kreacher with plenty of kisses as he blushed and took them, and she could tell he was very much enjoying the spoiling attention from the taller hunter. she would then deliver a few pecks to his lips before standing with a gentle smile, "are you satisfied now?" he then nodded, "t-thank you, miss geisha.." but then she shook her head, lightly putting a finger to his lips, "please, just call me michiko." kreacher then nodded and gulped, "a-alright, miss... michiko.." she would give a nod and gifted him with another forehead kiss before lightly patting his shoulder, "now hurry on then, we'll meet again, alright?"
finally the other survivor nodded, turned, and escaped, and as she watched him run off she would simply wave to his disappearing form. she had greatly enjoyed her time with the little thief, and as her vision faded as she began to get transported out of the match, she decided that she should go friendly for him more often.
luca had waited near the entrance to the manor, curious as to why their forth member had disappeared during the match. and he never saw the hunter at all during the match, the only sign of their existence being one connection getting severed early in the match. he knew hunters, especially the geisha, would sometimes go friendly, but he had come to observe that none of the hunters would specifically target the thief he was matched with when they were friendly.
and as he spotted said thief walk through the front doors with a blush, he let out a snicker, "guess we know who her favorite is, huh?"