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Jinkidensan | Human Supercomputer

Twenty-six

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ANEKI TTE NO RIFUJIN DA!? -- SANAE

5'9"

119lbs

The Living Princess, the Human Supercomputer. Sanae is very much contradicting of her nicknames in her appearance, looking nothing like one would expect of a mathematics nerd and certainly not as regal as a princess, though closely so. It depends on what you define as a 'princess'. She is very refined, with cleanliness and presentation as her primary concerns, even if she knows she's going to be fighting. Better to die at your best than die a dog's death. Her voice is very rich and medium in tone, mezzo-soprano if you will. As someone who took singing lessons as a child and has been training to take her father's place as chairman of his estates, she has learned to project her voice into one of commanding boom, little bursts of fury and strict orders. Sanae's diet is also a very big concern to her as well, considering the time and effort she puts into her appearance, usually spending the better part of a Monday morning working out her eating and drinking schedule. It's like they always say, 'you are what you eat' and Sanae eats only the best.

As you can see, her facial features are very much perfectly shaped, perfectly contoured and pretty much perfectly perfect in every perfect way. They're supposed to be, she's the daughter of a high class family. If she wasn't good looking it'd be difficult to secure a marriage for her and the psychological effects of being pampered from cradle to her teen years seems to have kicked in. The face is the first thing someone sees if approaching from a respectable position, so it must look clean and tidy and gorgeous.

Her natural beauty is certainly an eye-catcher, that's a given. Sanae's eyes are inherited from her father, with the stern chestnut brown color mixed with the lighter yellow ochre near the pupil, it gives off the impression of someone with unbending will and limitless intelligence. This very much reflects Sanae's actual personality, something her father has remarked about many times and often sees his own proud likeness in her, a feat that he is glad did not ruin the beauty given to Sanae by her mother.

She finds it very difficult to style her hair perfectly every morning, often finding the coral pink locks become lost and tangled in the mess of her sleep. As a result, she often splays it out on her bed before sleeping to keep the strands separated and stop it from clumping together. It seems to form around her head and face perfectly, falling to just about chest-height. It holds a natural waviness to itself, curling a little at the tips but never enough to curl completely. Sanae refuses to straighten her hair, as she believes such actions damage it and her unique coral pink color.

Sanae's lips share the same coral pink as her hair, most of the time with a glossy texture though sometimes without. She likes to mix up her styles occasionally. Her cheeks seem to hold a perpetual blush, though that could be from her Scottish genes and is usually only visible in cold climates or indeed when she gets embarrassed. Speaking of her skin, it is a light hue, more pink than yellow or orange tinted, showing no signs of a tan. Frankly, she dislikes tanning as well, believing it to be damaging to her skin and eyes, usually opting to stay inside on a warm summer's day.

While living a luxurious lifestyle to say the least, Sanae has no time for indulgence in the form of fatty foods and the like and is almost exclusively vegetarian. She occasionally does eat meat but usually it's only at special occasions. Despite being Scottish by blood, Sanae also has very little interest in alcohol, usually only consuming a single glass of wine per month, sometimes even less frequently.

As a result of this and her athletic training, her body is conditioned in such a way that it is slender and light, quick and agile. This means her thighs are very toned, similar to a swimmer in fact and are meant to maintain a great amount of balance and coordination throughout her body, particularly in her center of gravity, that being her hips.

Her shoulders are slightly wider than average but lean in shape,so it doesn't look out of place. A lot of her muscles are concentrated there in order to control the recoil of her larger guns, however this never seems to show in her overall appearance, despite the great benefits it brings to her in combat.

As you can clearly see, her waist is very slim but not unnaturally so, she knows how to eat and what to eat, with no pressure on her from peers to slim herself or to put weight on. She's perfectly content the way she is. The important part is her hips, though. As with natural female anatomy, her hips are indeed wider than her shoulders, creating a very nice hourglass figure and also creating a rather nice backside, if you will. It does indeed turn many heads, almost as much as her chest.

Ah yes, her chest. This is central in her overall composition, lending quite the eyeful to those she is talking to and often giving her an excuse to slap a man if she feels his gaze wandering. She is indeed a D-cup, though it may not look like it to start with, as she does have a tendency to hide them if going into a situation where she knows she's going to be looked at. They are quite the hindrance in combat however and she has considered breast reduction surgery for quite some time, though she doubts she could actually go through with it.

She is quite tall, mostly due to her long and powerful legs, standing at 5'9". However, she does appear quite a bit shorter, mostly due to the lax way that she walks and carries herself, much to the disgruntlement of her parents. Sanae tends to slouch when talking to someone she doesn't necessarily like or respect, believing that formalities should be dispensed when the person she is talking to does not deserve them.

Sanae's clothing style seems to change with her mood, going from respectable greys and blacks to bright and eye-catching yellows and purples. However one thing is for certain, she is an avid follower of fashion but not the fashion of everyone else, rather her own fashion. She takes what others have done and adapts it to fit her own style.

This is particularly evident in her casual wardrobe, which consists of mostly short dresses, loose skirts, pencil skirts, shirts and sweaters, most of which are turtle-necked. Of course, all of her clothes are tailored to fit her and made of the best materials that money can buy, dyed with the most exquisite selection of pigments available.

Her usual outfit of course varies with the clothes she has available, a very extensive collection. But she has one of two general casual outfits. The first is a short lemon yellow dress with sleeves, made in a similar fashion to a comfortable sweater. It has a rather significant plunging neckline, revealing a large amount of her cleavage and is often accompanied by a pair of strappy heels or black flats. The second of these outfits is usually a purple turtleneck sweater with a bright blue tank-top underneath. This is accompanied by a spring green pleated skirt and white thigh-high socks with the same strappy heels or black flats.

However, it's her formal attire that's much more interesting, particularly when you consider the fact that she's very used to going to fancy dinner parties and events. She often puts on a little extra make-up around these times, particularly if she is hoping to persuade someone to do something for her. This is when she breaks out the silk blue dress with the split leg and of course, plunging v-neck which stops just above her naval. Overtly sexual? Maybe. But it works.

As stated before, Sanae is very much a forceful and manipulative character, always bending those around her to her every whim. She treats everyone as if they are her slaves, ordering them around with commands such as 'Fetch me water, I'm thirsty!' or 'I need a footrest, on your hands and knees!'. Now normally you'd think she'd get a slap and maybe a bit of a beating for saying things like that but you'd be surprised how many times it actually works. That's sort of her special power in a way, somehow getting other people to do what she wants whenever she wants them to, whether that's through blackmail, guilt, sexual temptation or empty promises. It seems she's a politician through and through, just like her father.

One thing I suggest you don't do is compare to her father. As a former politician, he retired at age Forty-five with his Japanese wife Inoichi in order to raise Sanae to be the live up to the legacy. While she very much seeks to do him proud in that regard, she does not wish to be like him, far from it.

You see, in her life, Sanae has been married three times to three different men. All of them were arranged marriages and all of them involved her being abused, both sexually and domestically by her partner. She blames her father for setting these up and putting her in these positions, as his arranged marriages are meant to keep the 'bloodline' strong and pure.

As you can probably tell, she has no love for this nonsense about keeping the 'bloodline' pure either. Too many times has it led to incestual marriages and births and as a result, the disease hemophilia is rampant in several branches of the family line. To her this isn't strengthening the bloodline at all and is in fact weakening it. Add to that her past experiences with her marriages and you can see the pattern developing here.

Her three failed marriages are integral to her character, it certainly shaped her as a person. Of course if you told her that, she'd probably hurt you. A lot. But it's true nonetheless. As much as it was a traumatic experience for her, she wouldn't be the woman she is today without them.

As a result of these marriages though, she dislikes any form of sexual or inappropriate contact, often becoming violent if provoked in such a manner. Even a simple tapping on the shoulder can get her riled up in unrighteous fury matching the burning depths of the sun.

However, Sanae is certainly not an angry person by nature, not at all. In fact, she's a very passive-aggressive person most of the time, to the point where it's actually incredibly scary. She has the power of intimidation on her side, despite the fact that she's just the daughter of two rich families that's used to a life of luxury. Before you start screwing with her, remember she's not used to not getting her way. So be smart and don't piss her off.

She is of course rather spoiled, that much is obvious, with her father pouring copious amounts of wealth into her very expensive tastes, including three houses in Karakura Town, all of which are worth more than the average family's yearly income for six years. Some are concerned that she is so used to getting her own way that her father's going to completely bankrupt his company. However, with his daughter's brilliant mind, there is a very slim chance of that.

That's right, Sanae is most likely one of the smartest women to ever walk the planet in terms of mathematics and physics. If needed, her brain can process highly advanced mathematics that previously required the processing power of a supercomputer in less than 0.8 nanoseconds. Thus, she earned the nickname Chōkōdensan [Supercomputer]. With this mind, she is capable of feats previously thought impossible by man, having finished university at the age of fifteen with a Scottish Masters in Practical, Theoretical, Astro-, Molecular and Advanced Gravitational Physics, as well as Neurobiology, all of which she received full marks in and special honors from all of her tutors. Of this, she is very proud, very proud indeed.

So proud in fact, that she often looks upon those with a lesser intelligence as lesser beings and often thinks of herself as someone who has transcended human thought. This is of course nonsense but you can understand why she would think this, given the circumstances. Often this will lead her to treat every single intellectual failure of others as a blight upon mankind.

Obviously this has gotten to her head quite significantly and has lead her to believe that she is always right and never makes mistakes. This is of course not true, she is not invincible, no matter what she does to try and prove that she is. However, don't mistakes this for blatant overconfidence.

In fact, she is very aware of all of her weaknesses and strives to eliminate them as fast as possible. That's what makes her such a deadly opponent, the fact that she does compensate for her weaknesses, either by fighting in groups or setting the battlefield up in such a way that her abilities will be used to greater effect. There is no shame in retreat for her, not at all.

She isn't the best strategist though, mainly because she fails to gain one thing from the people she commands. Trust. Someone once said: "If you cannot make your people love you, make them fear you." And she does this rather well, as we've covered previously. However, what that statement doesn't take into account is when her 'people' are independent enough to not fear her, in which case they usually do their own thing. As a result, she finds it very difficult to work in a team, as the others usually don't trust her advice.

Just like her father she is known to lie and cheat, particularly when there is gambling involved. I guess all those times her father brought her to the casino late at night as a good luck charm seemed to rub off on her, as much as she doesn't want to admit it.

I've spoken about her relationship with her father, but what of her mother? Well, her mother's not exactly the type to get involved with Sanae all that much, though somehow she is the one Sanae feels most attached to between the both of her parents. She'll often refer to her mother as 'Mummy' in a rather childish way, though Inoichi is often too busy to notice.

Several years ago, however. Sanae discovered something rather horrible about her mother that she really wishes she hadn't seen. At the age of 18, she came home to a seemingly empty house, made her way up the stairs and walked in on her mother sleeping with another man. She wasn't seen, so she immediately left and tried to forget whatever she saw, repeatedly telling herself that her mother would never do something like that.

Then she noticed the influx of new, rather handsome male butlers being introduced to the staff team in the main household. Growing suspicious, she decided to investigate and found that her mother was in fact having an affair on her father with about fifteen other men, none of which had any clue about the other. There's polygamy and then there's... well, Sanae's mother. To this day, Sanae lives in denial of the things she knows are true, even as more and more men were brought into the house.

While she does intensely dislike being lied to, she can't face the fact that her mother no longer seems to love her father and is instead finding pleasure in the company of other men. In her mind it's just not possible, even if mother seemed to spend a lot of her time 'ill' according to the stocky physician that came around every Tuesday evening.

Eventually she couldn't take the stress and moved out. A good thing for her, as it immediately saw a general improvement on her mood and well being, staying in her grandparent's old house. That house is the house that brings her calm and is also where she keeps her vast collection of violins, pianos and other rather odd musical instruments.

You see, Sanae's a bit of a collector when it comes to oddities and beautifully crafted instruments. Her collection now spans an entire tower-like room, with the exact number of pieces lost on her. Alyssa, the maid of the house, believes that Sanae's collection is over 100 strong, though that may be an exaggeration. We just don't know.

Speaking of Alyssa actually, she's the maid of the house, as I have just said. Originally she was a maid of the MacIntyre house but was selected by Sanae to accompany her to Rome, where they spent six months, before moving to Karakura Town. While she is a shy little petal, she holds a deep admiration of Sanae, to the point where it's almost an obsession and deep sexual attraction.

Being the manipulative bi-... *ahem* 'person' Sanae is, she has learned to use Alyssa's attraction to her own advantage, often teasing her slightly with sexual suggestiveness in order to force her to do work that isn't covered in her contract. Alyssa would happily do it, simply because by doing so it might just be the chance she's been waiting for to finally confess her love to Sanae. And then Sanae turned out to be 'joking' and Alyssa gets dejected and sad.

Being the maid of the house, Alyssa is prone to know what it is Sanae likes and dislikes pertaining to food, drink, heating, cleaning and other such menial tasks. That's kind of her job after all. So to get so close to the woman she loves and yet not being able to do anything or say anything lest she get fired and never get to see her again has to be rather frustrating, another factor that Sanae loves manipulating. Alyssa has to do everything to please her mistress, otherwise she'll lose Sanae and to do so would be heart-shattering for her.

Speaking of her likes and dislikes actually, Sanae very much dislikes cold food, mostly because of her very sensitive teeth. As a result, she detests ice cream and ice cubes in drinks, to the point where she'll refuse to drink something unless it's at least slightly below room temperature, that's the optimum temperature.

She also has a deep dislike of milk, especially whole milk, though she does realize that it is applied to a great number of products in order to add sustenance, taste and other such qualities. This is a concept that's easy to understand but drinking the stuff makes her want to vomit, even though she's not lactose intolerant at all. Perhaps it's the thickness or the weight of the liquid, no one's sure, not even her.

Cakes, particularly lemon tart, are her favorite food. As a Scot at heart, she often consumes food of her original country, rather than the local delicacies. Now, most of you, after reading that statement are probably thinking 'McDonalds'. But no, despite being Scottish, she would never eat at such a low-brow place. For shame. She'll stick to her occasional lemon tart, of which Alyssa seems to be the best cook Sanae has ever seen. Perhaps that's why Sanae chose Alyssa to accompany her, or maybe it's simply because she's so easily manipulated. Perhaps both?

In case you haven't realized already, Sanae is a pianist, vocalist and violinist, classically trained in order to perform at shows and large venues. However, this talent seems to be squandered, considering she has expressed no interest in playing professionally at any venue, despite being approached about this numerous times. This is due in part to the fact that she believes her songs to be too divine for human ears other than her own and Alyssa's. Though she has played several times to guests of her home, she has performed songs that are in comparison rather simply structured, rather than the complicated and beautiful songs she writes and performs of her own whim.

The names of her abilities are all themed on musical terms and pertaining to the purpose of the ability. She often spends a great deal of time thinking up these names and has an entire room beside her bedroom dedicated to her research into musical terms.

Her abilities are rather strange to the reiatsu world, considering they require such immense calculation that anyone else who tried to emulate it wouldn't even come close. It requires such precision, such exact reiatsu control and number-crunching that it's a wonder she hasn't made any mistakes yet. And frankly, she's incredibly proud of herself for being able to do this.

As I have stated before, Sanae has no real interest in sexual attraction, only using it to manipulate others into doing what she wants. This also somewhat applies to romance as well, being that she currently has no time for such a worthless endeavor and there is no one that currently peaks her interest.

She is very much an opinionated person, especially when it comes to politics and the economy of wherever she happens to be staying. The economy of Japan always seemed so efficient and controlled, something that Sanae particularly likes, while she detests the more freeform economic systems like the USA or even her homeland Britain.

Sanae also has a huge prejudice against smokers and obsessive drinkers, often believing them to be cowards or drains on society. As a result, she usually refuses to listen to the opinions of someone she knows is a smoker or a regular drinker, believing their opinions to be influenced by their substance, even when they aren't taking that substance at the present moment.

Her political views are actually rather extreme, leaning into the left socialist wing mostly and holding strong to the idea that Britain's collectivist government has not gone far enough. That is why she hates the American political system so much, viewing it as non-representative and full of corrupt old men.

Sanae also has a deep appreciation for the art of chocolate, even though she doesn't consume much of it herself, believing it to be an indulgence art that she enjoys watching but not taking part in. Several times she has contemplated getting a chocolate statue for her estate but it is quite obvious that it'd melt and then be a nightmare for Alyssa to clean. As much as it was her job, she didn't want to put too much pressure on the girl.

She also has a great hatred of electronic music and pop music, believing it to require no great skill. To her, a composer than can write a melody spanning the hearts and minds of millions in an orchestra is much more deserving of praise than a small boy in his parent's basement with a computer.

Video games are a form of media she hasn't fully familiarized herself with however she does have a very prominent skill in the medium, most likely due to her highly calculative mind. She quite easily sails through games such as RTS' and traditional style RPGs, using her mind to predict the actions of the computer and therefore counteract it.

This also extends to board games and other such pass-times, being a highly skilled chess and shogi player, to the point where she could enter world tournaments. She doesn't of course, it'd be a waste of her time, but the point is that she is very capable of doing so.

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name: Forza Grande
➤ ➤ grand musical force

item:

Strangely, Sanae's Fullbring does not stem from any physical object. Or at least, not any object that can be easily seen. Being almost the entire basis of her character, Sanae's Fullbring 'Item' is her own mind, in that it projects her mathematical analysis' into the outside world, allowing her to alter the laws of Kinematics at her own whim.

ability: ---

Due to Sanae's heritage as the daughter of a noble Scottish Quincy family and one of the lesser noble Japanese Quincy families, she has a name that is half-oriental, half-oxidental.

Sanae (早苗) means 'rice seedlings', which often symbolize rebirth and eternal youth, with the prospect of something rich and desirable as a reward for toil and hardship. This does not necessarily have to mean monetary riches, which Sanae herself often believes, rather it can also mean a deep, successful relationship or friendship.

The MacIntyre clan has been known throughout history as the Lords of Argyll and Glen Noe and appeared primarily in the 12th and 17th century. Many accounts relate that at some point in the 13th century the MacIntyres became foresters to the Lords of Lorne, a hereditary post in which they continued as the territory subsequently passed from the MacDougalls to the control of the Stewarts and finally to the Campbells. After settling at Glen Noe, the chiefs are said to have held the land for centuries. It is said that the MacIntyre chief at the time of the Jacobite rising of 1745, James (born c. 1727), would have joined the clans rallying to Prince Charles Edward Stuart but was dissuaded from doing so by his wife, who was a Campbell, and his neighbors. In 1806, however, the chief was forced to relinquish the tenancy of Glen Noe due to inability to meet the payments. He and his family subsequently emigrated to the United States.

Several years later they returned and restored their traditional clan, having mixed with the Campbell Clan and becoming a rather wealthy and political clan themselves, producing many of the world's finest politicians. The current clan chief is Sanae's father Albert II and his wife Inochi, granting their daughter the name of Sanae Elizabeth-Karei Joanne-Hana MacIntyre.

Considering her family have such a rich and cultured background, you'd expect their daughter to have turned out as a kind soul with the typical adventurous attitude found in young kids. Instead she was a very stoic and quiet child, insisting on having her father teach her things that even adults have trouble grasping.

The result was her being home-schooled at the level of a high-school student at the age of seven. As you can probably tell, this didn't leave much time for social interaction, getting most of her manipulative and spoiled nature from directly emulating her fathers attitude towards the serving staff and other clients.

By the age of ten, she was already enrolled with a scholarship into St. Andrews University of Scotland, majoring in Theoretical Physics and Kinematics, which would go on to build the basis of her powers. Two years later, she graduated before any of her other classmates, having completed the course in half the time it would normally take. Many were worried that her father was ruining his daughter by letting her do all of this higher education, calling for her parents to be branded as abusive and Sanae taken into custody. However, they seriously under-estimated her fathers legal team, resulting in a victory for Sanae's family.

It was then that the trouble started. As is the legal age limit in Scotland, Sanae was arranged to marry the son of a wealthy rival business in order to allow her family's business empire to grow. Initially Sanae approved of the partnership, thinking in a logical sense, having never really thought about the social or romantic side of things and having no interest in that sort of thing anyway.

Their honeymoon, in an estate in Italy. This was the first moment that Sanae realized she had to start thinking less logically and develop a more human personality. As they were about to consummate their love, Sanae's then-husband, George, went a little too far in the rough play to say the least, leaving Sanae fearing for her life and with several dark bruises around her eye the next morning. Later that day she managed to escape her apparently deranged husband, isolating herself within her own mind in order to suppress her anger, fear and hatred just long enough to get home. Sanae is nothing if not resourceful, so through a combination of phone-calls to certain people, coercion and promises of money that never came, she arrived back in Scotland.

They divorced, obviously, her father completely devastated that her daughter had been in the care of such a vile man. However, over the course of 4 years, this happened twice more, calling to question whether her father really did care or was simply catering to his daughter's whims in order to use her brain for his own purposes.

Sanae, having now developed her hateful and cynical persona, recognized this trait in her father very quickly, refusing to be a part of any more arranged marriages or to even live in the same house as him. She took her favorite maid Alyssa and set off to Japan, to her grand-mother's former estate, where she now lives, dealing with the constant requests for forgiveness from her father, which she denies every time.

You're probably wondering where her powers come into all of this though, aren't you? Well, there's a very simple answer, one that almost meant the end of both her and her maid. Sensing Sanae's high spiritual energy, a hollow attacked the estate several weeks after they had moved in. Being night at the time, Sanae was caught completely unawares, not that she was able to see the Hollow before it attacked anyway, however I digress. As it brought it's mask closer to her to consume her soul, something awoke inside her as she called for help in the deepest recesses of her mind. A Fullbring. With that she was able to drive away the Hollow, thus beginning her life as a spiritually aware Human.

That incident was six years ago and, not wanting to lose her life before she was able to live it, Sanae has trained vigorously to improve herself and to stand against the seemingly insurmountable challenges that face her.

All that remains is to see if she did a good job...

The shrill screeching of the alarm awoke the sleeping blonde-haired woman, an alert that she was sure she had muted several times before. Alyssa's room, part of a huge complex designed for the housing of trainers that had found themselves as a part of the illustrious organisation known as the Elite Four. Ms. Melons' particular section of the compound was essentially all one room, built on different levels with small dashings of stairs to lead up to these different areas inside the one room. Don't mistake this for being small however, it is quite the opposite, with a towering ceiling and vast amounts of space, adorned with a crystalline skylight, clear white walls and slate grey marble flooring and counters.

Alyssa has a particular decor style, shall we say. The generic ones she received as a gift upon moving into the complex she promptly burned at her first convenience, their boring white color making Alyssa sick to the stomach. Now, they were replaced by velvet pink, each adorned with a black symbol shaped like an Aggron and each holding intricate gold lace around the edges.

It was from within the depths of this velvet pink sea that the messy-haired, tired-eyed blond woman rose, groaning as the sunlight streamed in from above. Naturally, from that night's drinking she had acquired a massive hangover headache, which seemed to cloud her memory slightly. It took her several minutes of sitting up in the bed to realize what, and indeed who, she had done last night. There had been this very attractive black-haired lady that Alyssa had proceeded to, ahem, 'work her charms on' and she had brought the woman back for some late night light reading, shall we say. Grinning, Alyssa turned her head, expecting to see the woman lying there next to her, but seeing only a blank space. With a sigh of disappointment, the blonde-haired Elite Four sat up, stretching and yawning loudly.

This hangover would pass with a good shower, that always seemed to work for Alyssa. None of that fancy medicine or whatever, just a good old shower seemed to relieve the aches and pains of the night before. Maybe it was just due to her affliction that the negative effects of the alcohol seemed to drain away in response to outside stimuli... or maybe Alyssa was just so damn used to it now that her brain just didn't bother to put her into a hangover state for very long. Either way, Alyssa couldn't help but feel slightly grateful.

With another groan she pushed herself up off the soft bed, padding slowly over towards the nicely tiled bathroom where her trusty hairbrush was waiting. Frankly, she hadn't bothered to put clothes back on for the trip to the bathroom, considering she'd just be taking them off anyway but she couldn't help but wonder if the press had figured a way onto her roof yet.

Her haystack hair was starting to get on her nerves currently, so she was glad that her feet had finally found the cool, smooth tiles of the stark white bathroom. The sliding door shower loomed ahead, which Alyssa promptly took her tired self into, sliding the door closed behind her lazily with her toe. Mashing the button with a pair of stiff fingers, Alyssa sighed in comfort as the warm water cascades across her pale skin, feeling the throbbing headache beginning to ebb away into the recesses of her mind.

After several minutes of relaxation in the water, Alyssa turned off the water, stepping out of the sliding door and humming to herself as she snatched a towel from the rack, rubbing herself quickly with the soft fabric, before wrapping it around her ample chest and snatching up the hair drier. It took several minutes to work her luscious locks back to their original shimmering beauty, shaking her hair to let it fall free behind her and letting the towel drop into the washing basket for later clean up by the maids.

Pulling herself away from her reflection, Alyssa found herself searching through her ever-expanding wardrobe in an endeavor that every woman seemed to have in the morning. What to wear. What to wear indeed. Feeling it was better to look at her schedule first, she did so, sliding the little digital touch-pad device she was using as her fail-safe, her guide throughout the day. Flicking through it she found her entry for today, noticing a rather large section that, due to her tiredness, was difficult to make out. She read it over several times. 'WINTER. BALL. WINTER. BALL.' Finally it clicked in her mind. The dance, the Winter Ball, the huge event that she had been invited to, had been so excited for, forgotten after one night with an attractive lady friend. Love-making is quite the distraction, it seemed.

In any case it was probably a good idea to pick something formal to wear, something that may or may not help her in a nice little game of 'Chick Pick-up'. After all, Alyssa's bed was so bouncy and soft and nicely kept, so why not share it, right? Flicking through her dress section, she paused on a few dresses that she liked, before frowning and moving on. It was only after about half an hour of searching that she found something that she thought perfect. A rather tight-fitting dress, tailor-made for Alyssa's figure, colored a deep velvet red and adorned with a single red rose at the front located at the hip. The dress was incredibly tight at the skirt section, similar in design in fact to a secretary's skirt, though a particularly large section was cut from the hem right to the hip, triangular in shape and obviously meant to show of the wearer's entire thigh. Quite a risque dress, as one might imagine, though that seemed to fit Alyssa's overall character well. Selecting a pair of gold platform heels and a pair of elbow gloves that matched the dress' style, material and color, both adorned with a red rose between the middle and ring fingers.

Satisfied with her choice, she lay them down on the bed, before picking out her usual black shihakushou, slipping hakama on first, securing it with the white obi sash and then fastening the kosode over her front, as usual leaving a good portion of her cleavage visible. Deciding it was foolish to try and walk all the way to the party in those heels, she instead pulled on a pair of white socks and simple gold sandals, quickly fastening them to her feet and standing once again fron the edge of the bed.

Again humming a merry little tune to herself, she decided it would be a good idea to carry the dress and heels in a little bag, which she promptly retrieved from the kitchen, carefully placing the folded velvet cloth into it's depths and placing the shimmering shoes in on top. The gloves she delicately folded as well, placing them next to the shoes, before lifting the bag a little to test it's weight.

There was an outstanding issue though. Despite the fact that the Pokemon League is the closest piece of land in Hoenn to Johto, there was still miles and miles of water to cover between her and the party. The obvious way would be flying, but that would mess up her hair, a central part of her appearance. Surfing would take far too long to be worthwhile and Aggron, while a very powerful swimmer, is quite the heavy son of a gun. Perhaps a trip back to Slateport to catch the ferry would be the most efficient way, though forking out money was never her style. Ah well, there wasn't really any other way, was there?

Snatching up her clothes bag and little red handbag, within which she had placed the pokeballs of her trusty Aggron and Skarmory, leaving the others behind so as to avoid having to take her larger handbag. Stepping up to the door and placing her pink silk boa over her shoulders, she looked back for a moment on her apartment, before slipping out and locking the door behind her.

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With a sigh Alyssa stepped off the particularly large boat, trying not to let the certain degree of drama she had caused on board get to her. Hitting on the Captain shouldn't have been such a big deal, right? She was such a cutie, you could hardly blame Alyssa for wanting to... 'get to know her' a little better. Some people are just far too up-tight.

She ignored the angry yelling of the Captain as the crew tried to hold the woman back, Alyssa simply stepping away, thinking about the party she was going to. The blonde-haired woman had arrived in the bustling city of Goldenrod, which she knew was nowhere near where she wanted to be. Still, the city was lively, full of people moving hurriedly to different jobs, meeting different people. Plus, she couldn't help but want to check out the department store. No, no, she must stay on course. She could come back later.

After searching around for quite a while, it became evident that the only way she was getting to Blackthorn City without messing up her hair was to fork out more cash. With a sigh, she handed a stack of several hundred Pokedollars to the rather stubby and sweaty cab driver, before slipping into the back seat of the large yellow car.

There was so much she wanted to explore in this region, so many beautiful sights she had seen in the lumpy seat of the old car, completely blanking the driver's attempts at polite conversation. Perhaps she would have to some exploring like in her old trainer days, go do a little hiking for a while. Johto was such a lovely place, so very vibrant and fun. Hoenn, Alyssa felt, was very much more industrial and grown up, though there were some places she hadn't had a chance to explore yet, like the island of Dewford, or even the whole of Rustboro City. It really took her back to those days with Amy, how she missed them. Ah well, she had a responsibility now, right? To be the last obstacle in the way of all Trainers who wish to be named the Champion of the Hoenn Region.

She barely registered the words of the cab driver as he slowed to a stop in front of the entrance of the Ice Path. When she did, she merely left the cab, not speaking a word to the man, nor even indicating that she had heard him. Alyssa heard him grumble something under his breath but she ignored whatever it was he said, flicking the door shut quickly. She was here, finally.

It was quite obvious to see from the way people were dressed that it was a formal occasion, which quite honestly made Alyssa quite disappointed. Being the only one there in formal clothing would have made her stand out more but ah well, things don't always go the way you plan them, right?

After a few moments she found herself inside, looking around at the intricate designs along the walls, in her mind comparing them to the inside of her Elite Four battle chamber. Not bad, not bad. But it still couldn't hold a candle to the illustrious beauty of Alyssa's Elite Four ballroom. In any case, next thing was to find somewhere she could change. Following a stream of people, she found her way into one of the spare rooms, which were being used as changing rooms by the attendants of the ball.

With a deep breath she began getting undressed, folding her kosode, hakama, obi, white socks and sandals, placing them into the bag where the dress once was. Then, she unzipped the tight little dress, pulling it up from her ankles and then refastening it when it reached her large chest, noticing for the first time that it was in fact a bustier. Huh, how did she not notice that before? In any case, this certainly helped the sex appeal side of things. Smiling to herself as she donned the gold platform heels and red velvet gloves, looking at herself in the mirror quickly.

As soon as she stepped out she felt the eyes of almost everyone in the queue for the changing rooms looking everywhere but her face. She giggled a little to herself, before moving back to the main room, just in time feel a rather small woman fall into her arms, the girl's face bouncing off of Alyssa's ample chest. After a moment she realized that it was her old friend Brittani in a cute little pink dress looking extremely cute. Several moments passed before she moved Brittani, looking into her eyes with an amused grin.

"Oh my, are you alright, Brittani?"

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