Battle of the Ladies

Masha looked around in disdain. None of these so called 'models' could measure up to her beauty. She had changed up her usual style. She had sheathed her legs in tight black pants, her upper torso barely covered by the red tube top she had donned. Her curves, her body was on display so everyone would know she was superior. Masha could feel several male eyes watching her pass by. A cold smile settled into place. This shoot was hers to own.

Masha sidled up to the photographer. She lightly rested her hands on his shoulder and rested her chin on the back of her hands. "Hi there, handsome." Masha purred, looking up at him through her lashes. "Ya wouldn't mind making little old me a priority shoot, would ya?" He nodded dumbly, obviously enthralled by her beauty. "Thank ya, sugah. Maybe we can sneak in some nude shots for yer private collection." She kissed his cheek and favored him with a wink. He was lucky he was cute. Masha wouldn't have done that for anyone else.

Having accomplished her goal, Masha went to wait for her turn. A nearby tree served to be her perch. She was the queen, watching her peasants from her throne. Her smile widened, a bit of cruelty coloring her expression. No one could make the queen. Especially not peasants.

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"Come on Adalinda! I know you hate this sort of work! But you could get noticed by a guy if you did this! I want you tog et a good boyfriend so you're not whining so much that you don't have one when you get drunk and throw a rampage over it!" The little purple exceed chided her slayer. The blue eyed mage glared at the cat and she slowly shook her head. "C'mon... You'll thank me for it later. The reward is more jewels for alcohol." The cat looks around and spies someone entering who seemed to have a superiority complex to her. "Ada! Ada!" She grabs Adalinda's leg and smiles brightly. "Let's do a challenge..."

The word 'challenge' sparked the mages curiosity, and she smirks. "Oh? You talking about miss priss up in her tree perch?" She snickers. The cat winked. Tamaria sometimes could be quite evil while being a doll at the same time. With a sigh, Adalinda let herself be lead over to the clothes and was quickly changing into something different. She came out in a snug, low cut, tank top and short skirt and some heels to show off her legs. All were created by the famous designer, Chanelle. Her hair was put up to kind of a punk ponytail, letting little spikes come up from the tail. She wore makeup that simply screamed dangerous and that she would eat you alive.

Tamaria had told her to walk with a purpose, and to swing her hips like she hates so she could win. As soon as Adalinda came out, the eyes turned on her. Tamaria was standing at her 4, with her arms crossed in front of her, and beaming with joy as Adalinda wasn't fighting her with this gig anymore, and was aiming to up her female charm. Maybe the mage could score a guy, or gal, for herself this way. But if her attitude and drinking got in the way... the exceed wasn't too sure it would work for herself.

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Masha noticed a mage out of the corner of her eye. Everything about this girl screamed that she wanted attention. Masha had no desire to give it to her. This was her kingdom and any attention given to the peasant detracted from herself. It enraged her that others were looking at the girl. Clearly, she had no idea how to walk like a lady. Her getup screamed dangerous but Masha felt it didn't quite suit the mage.

A small smile curved Masha's full lips. A rival always made someone look good. Perhaps this mage would do to better prop up Masha's image. An assistant came to take her to the dressing room. Masha walked ahead of him. Instead of her imperious walk, Masha decided to show the other mage how it was done. Her hips swayed to a beat only she could hear. Her chest was thrust forward, nipples straining against the material of her top. Every eye was on her. Masha was sure of it.

The attendant knew what they were doing. Masha had to admit it. The makeup reached for Masha's connection to nature. Her outfit accentuated her curves even more than her original outfit. It imitated vines, starting with a loop about her ankles and wove its way up her body. It thickened just enough to hide certain areas from view yet flirted with the edge between modest and erotic. Masha found that she quite liked it. She may buy it from Chanelle afterwards... or steal it. The attendant added tinges of makeup about the outfit to make it appear as if it was a part of Masha. She suspected it was also to add a bit more coverage as well.

She strode from the tent feeling very confident she would be the star. Masha had such certainty in her superiority, she marched right up to her perceived rival. "Honey, ya don't belong here. Anyone can see ya just aren't cut out for modellin'. Ya should run back to yer lover... if you even have one. A flat butt like that probably doesn' attract much attention." Masha smirked and deliberately turned her back on the mage. She strut in front of the camera. Each movement was designed to make love to the lense. Silly peons those other models. No one could compete with her.  

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As the other girl came out of her tent, Adalinda raised an eyebrow with a snort. She was found out immediately. She gave the sweetest smile she could muster to the girl as she was approached by her. "Oh? Who says I don't belong here? I know it isn't this balloon in front of me. Could it?" She looks down to Tamaria, who was covering her mouth to hide her snicker. She then looks back to the girl, and grins widely. "Might want to be careful out there! Don't want you to... pop." As she spoke, she had held up a kunai, seeming like it'd go at her breast and pop it. She was mentally gagging at how she managed to make her voice sound kind of squeaky and peppy enough to be considered girly. She made the kunai disappear before someone else saw it and she got in trouble for it.

She watches her opponent walk off, and bites the inside of her cheek. Tamaraia grabs Adalinda's leg and shakes it slightly for her attention. "I'll get you in something better next time... we're gonna wow them!" She cheers to her, and nods. Adalinda snorts as she nods. "I hope you're right..." She grumbles to herself. She had gone in front of the camera after the other mage, and seemed to like leaning forward a bit to spill her chest slightly to the camera. After her shoot, she had gone back for another outfit while others went their turn.

She came out of the tent in a corset top and short booty shorts that were both themed with leaves and had matching shoes that snaked up her legs like vines as well, emphasizing them and showing them off. She had opted out of the leggings with the shorts, allowing to show her legs more. She even had her makeup changed up to match the theme even better, though it still could be looked at as slightly dangerous if she looked at you just right. She was motioned to a few trees by the camera guy, and she went to sit on a rock next to the tree. "Act like you love gardening, Ada. Act like the tree is your love." The exceed says to her before she quickly trails off to be out of the shot of the camera, making Adalinda sneer at her. Of course the cat knew she wasn't a gardener, but she believed her mage could do it. Maybe Adalinda could act like she had just finished a job that made her feel great and she was gonna get some alcohol. That could get her to smile sweetly. She even begun to bet to herself that she would need some alcohol after this.

Adalinda closed her eyes, and takes a deep breath as she leans back against the tree. Her eyes looked soft and alluring with her sharp winged eyeliner, as her lips were black and green to match a forestry themed. Tamaria had put Adalinda's hair up in a braid, and topped off her outfit with a leaf crown to go with the outfit.

"Darlings! Do you know what my outfits are made out of?! They are made out of reused materials! Eco-Friendly. Make sure you sell it! Sell it good!" A short woman dressed in a black pant suit cries out. She was Chanelle. Adalinda smirks as she nods while adjusting her pose. She crosses her legs at the ankles and leans against the tree on her left shoulder while putting her right hand against it, giving the camera slight bedroom eyes unintentionally. As long as it worked, right?

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Masha had to admire the girl's moxy at threatening her. Either she was a powerful mage or a cocky bitch. She couldn't care either way. Obviously, Masha was the most beautiful one here. The other mage only threatened her because she was jealous. After her shoot, Masha tossed the camera man a saucy wink. He almost creamed himself. It was a perfect day in her opinion.

Chanelle apparently wanted each of them in several separate outfits. Masha groaned inwardly at the thought. The only good thing was the outfits were clearly labeled for each mage. They had a pick of five to ten outfits each. A wicked idea slipped into Masha's mind. What better way to show that uppity mage? Though Masha wasn't sure which mage that was. Masha felt blessed that she could move faster than most people. She began her sabotage of various outfits.

The sabotage wasn't obvious. Little things were snipped or removed, things that would in the end cause wardrobe malfunctions. Masha was forced to stop only when a mage walked in to change. Disappointment welled within her chest when she realized she couldn't get to all the outfits before the next shoot. She would have to make do. She shimmied into her next outfit.

Her makeup wasn't to be changed but Masha had a feeling these outfits were made for her. They were absolutely slutty. Her current outfit didn't cover nearly anything. It was gorgeous. Leaves, butterflies and flowers winding their way up her torso. Masha was only sad it wasn't a thong. It didn't show off her butt quite the way she wanted it to. The top of the outfit was a little small but Masha was okay with that. Cleavage drew the eye. Her hair was softly curled, making the outfit take a little more time than the previous one.

She skipped from the tent, she was so giddy. That uppity mage was in the middle of a shoot when she emerged. Masha giggled as she ran onto the set. The camera man almost protested but Masha draped herself across the other mage. Her lips touched the mage's cheek. "With all those muscles, it's a wonder you manage to look so feminine. Makes me want to know what you're like in bed. Masha said, her voice low and sultry. She scooted the other mage over with a hip check and sat down. Putting her face next to the mage's, Masha flashed a big smile for the camera.

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The other mage's sudden appearance made the black haired mage roll her eyes as she tilted her head for the camera man. When she was draped over, Adalinda makes a bit of a face before the camera man motioned for her to smile, in which she closed her eyes and glanced slightly away, enough to hear the other mage still while she 'kissed' her cheek. Adalinda smirks a little as she leans herself onto the other for a moment, seeming like she was sleeping on her shoulder. "Yeah? Well we could go to a hotel and find out... buuuut I don't think you're my type." She grumbles before she sits up and runs a hand through her hair. She was looking off into the distance with her hands between her knees for her last shot in that outfit.

She gets up to go to the tent for her next outfit. Tamaria was only going to have her do two more after this next shoot before she could leave and be done with this. She noticed a few other ladies crying over their outfits being ruined, but Tamaria had held out Ada's next one up to her. It was a green flowered two piece bikini type outfit. "The other party is trying to rig the game." The exceed mutters as Adalinda changes quickly. Tamaria had fixed up her makeup to look a bit softer finally, but still kept the eyeliner pretty dark for her to contrast the gold lips. Her hair wasn't changed, and she kept on the leaf crown. When she came out, she was adjusting some of the flowers on the top of the outfit. Tamaria came out and fixed the bottom a little for her. "Hey! This looks pretty good on you! You should wear more bikini's!" She cries happily to the slayer, who pouts and blushes a bit to the comment.

"Jeez... as if..." With the bikini, it was obvious she was a fighter as she had various little scars on her body from where she had gotten into fights. She adjusts the bandage on her right leg a bit, making sure it was on right, and goes over to a tree, leaning against it calmly. She was waiting on her turn again. With her leg propped up on it, and her arms tucked on the back of her neck, Adalinda looks off into the distance, with Tamaria next to her. The camera man sees how she's posed, and motions for his current model to wait a moment before he turns the camera on her and her natural pose in the clothing. Adalinda blinks as she heard the camera go off, and glances over to the camera man, along with Tamaria. Adalinda blushes at the fact that the guy had to quickly take a picture of her instead of the other girl he was supposed to be taking a picture of.

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Masha chuckled at the other mage. She posed for the last picture with a smoky stare into the camera. Her hands went behind her head, under her hair. It made her hair fall sexily across her entire body. She liked the other mage's moxy. Maybe not completely beautiful but strong and attractive in her own way. Masha decided to step from the spotlight. The other mage wasn't likely to get many more chances at this.

She changed back into her own clothes after her own photo shoot. Chanelle begged her repeatedly to do another few pictures but Masha simply smiled. "There are others here who deserve a shot at wearing your clothing. That can better show off nature at its finest. I'm not the mage for that. I'm too beautiful. It'll detract from your overall statement."

Masha watched her rival get an impromptu picture taken. She chuckled, making her way over to the mage. "It was fun while it lasted but I'm done with our little game. I'm Masha by the way. Masha Dymonrel. I can't say I hope to see you again." She cocked her head as a camera man made his way over to them. Masha didn't like his leery look. This camera man was a back up, ugly and clearly not a professional given his shaking hands. His hair was greasy, the rest of his appearance giving Masha an overall slimy feeling. He was dressed well enough but the camera in his hands was shoddy. His nose was too large forcing him to constantly push his glasses up.

"How about you two give a kiss for the camera?" The man said, his voice nasally. It made Masha physically ill. As she was about to tell him no, he held up a small disc. Floating over it was rotating pictures of the two of them in various states of dress. "Think carefully about your answer." He said with an evil smile. "I have a few accomplices around the tents. If I don't get what I want, these pictures will be floating above the town. Your credit as mages will be ruined. Masha glared at the small man before turning to the other mage. What did she think about this?

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As she was approached by her 'rival' again, Adalinda raised an eyebrow to her. She snorts and rolls her eyes. "I'm glad to see you go then." She chortles. "Adalinda Ortinbras. Maybe one day we can fight properly, rather than for the attention of the camera..." She held her fist to the other girl to get a fist bump when she noticed the camera guy coming over. Her eyes squint into a glare as she hears what he had in his hand.

She sighs as she pushes herself off the tree, and smirks devilishly. "I'd like to see you try to post them around town..." She says just before Tamaria had snatched it and threw it to her. Her wings had been silent, allowing the little cat to stealthily take the disk without him noticing. Adalinda had grabbed it and snapped it in half. "Try again. Also, it wouldn't do too much really... People get to see my body. Probably would get the attention Tammy wants me to get to hook me up with someone. Only downfall is that there would be sleazballs like you trying to get with me. Want that kiss? Get stronger and fight me." She winks as put all of her weight on her right leg while putting up a peace sign with her left hand, putting it over her left eye while she stuck her tongue out. The little exceed settles on Adalinda's shoulders, crossing her tiny legs as she smirks to the camera man.

Tamaria looks over to Masha, and glares at her a little. "You started this, you know that right? When you came in here you got touchy feely with him." She accuses the other mage, making Adalinda snort in amusement. She looks back to the tent, and purses her lips. She wanted to get back in her uniform, but she wasn't sure where the cameras were in there. If any.

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Masha bumped her fist on Adalinda's before the camera man came over. "Let me get back ta ya on that. My magic is...unstable. I'm tryin' ta find another magic I can learn. Once I find one, I'll fight ya fer sure. Ya'll lose though" She tossed the mage a saucy wink.

Masha sat back on her heels and let Adalinda take care of the camera man. She didn't mind having her body posted everywhere. It wasn't a threat big enough to make her kiss Ada. As things were, Masha didn't find Adalinda's dealing with the situation satisfactory. The talking cat thing with wings didn't help Masha's temper either. "I flirted with that guy over there still taking pictures. He's hawt. This man isn't. There is no way you would catch me flirtin' with him. Oh and great job breaking that device. Clearly he had more or he wouldn't have shown it ta us."

The creep was trying to make his escape. Masha slammed her heel into his ankle. It broke with a loud snap. He would have screamed if Masha hadn't wrapped her arm about his neck, cutting off his oxygen. Masha turned to Ada, her eyes hard. "While I don't mind having my body posted everywhere and you don't mind having yours posted everywhere, other gurls might feel different. Let's find this creep's partners and their cameras." The camera man was scrambling at her arm. Masha almost unleashed her claws upon him. Her fingers ached to drive claws into his brain. Instead, she waited until he was unconscious and dropped him on the ground.

The area about them was relatively clear. No problem with line of sight. Their pictures would be up soon if his partners had seen. However, Masha had a sneaking suspicion they were distracted by the beautiful women walking past them. A quick scan brought two individuals to her attention. One was had something to do with costumes. He was looking around then peeking inside tents. Probably the one who had planted the cameras. The other suspicious character worked on sets. He was using wind and light magic to accent pictures the right way. When people weren't looking, he would blow up skirts or shine a light to highlight a chest or butt. Both had nosebleeds and stupid grins.

Masha pointed them out to Adalinda. "I reckon those two are his accomplices. You take one, I'll take the other. Whoever takes the costume freak gets to take care of the cameras." She rubbed her hands together. Anticipation of a little payback, a little screaming curled within her gut. She wasn't an overtly cruel person. Masha simply hated it when people preyed upon others.

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The dragon slayer snickers to the other mage. She was anticipating the oncoming fight between them. "Doubt it. I'll get stronger by then. So count on having a hefty fight." She winks back, making a clicking sound with her mouth. When Tamaria made her comment, and Masha had rebuked back to her, she noticed the other photographer. "Oh yeah... they had a couple of them... didn't they?" She murmurs to herself. She looked at her cat and snorts. "Not so perfect there." She teased her exceed who fumed a bit.

When the camera man's ankle was snapped, she smirks some. "Good thing you kept him silent." She murmurs. "I agree though. They have more of an integrity to save. I wanted him to freak out and go to his buddies and get all their stuff together to crash it all at once." She shrugs her shoulders and looks to Tamaria. The cat liked that idea, but she didn't think that would happen. The guy did show them mainly pictures of just them two. As she was pointed out the two others who could be an accomplice, she smirks. "I call the costume guy... Tammy can help search for them, and get into smaller spaces." She suggests and the cat sighs.

"Yeah..." She raises a paw while her tail flicked a bit. Tamaria then gasps and grins. "Think I can save a camera and then show Chanelle when you two leave first, and point out the two guys to ruin their rep here?" She asks them. Ada shrugs her shoulders. She didn't mind, but it was Masha who she wondered if she would or not.

Adalinda didn't really wait too long for Masha's answer before going to get to the costume tent. She and Tamaria had quickly scoured the area for the little cameras. They managed to find them, and while holding one, the guy who was in charge came in, and Adalinda quickly had his mouth stuffed with a dress as she brought him out behind the tent where others weren't able to see them. "You have two options... tell me the location of all the cameras you planted... or you get a cut throat and won't ever get to see the precious pictures again." She snickers as she holds up a kunai, putting it close to his throat to show she wasn't messing around. Really, she should have had a mask of sorts, but right now, she didn't care.

The man was a bit scared and quickly went to grab the remaining cameras as she followed behind him, keeping the kunai in place of his view. The guy was pretty spineless, and it made her pretty happy to not have someone too troublesome. She glances at the guy again when he claimed he was finished, and glares at him. "Night night." She mutters before she smacks him hard enough upside the head to render him unconscious when she had dragged him out back again. She had crushed all but one of the cameras, leaving it for Tamaria in case Masha was cool with her exceeds plans.

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Masha listened to Adalinda passively. Her foot ground into the pervert's back. That plan would have worked better but she couldn't bring herself to care. It had been too much fun snapping his ankle. She nodded slowly when Ada picked the costume guy. "I'll take ta lighting man then. If using ta camera puts them out o' business permanently, go fer it. Ta ta!" Masha waved before she activated her demon wings.

The pink mist poured from her wrists and swirled about her back. When the black demon wings popped out, Masha shot forward. She was moving faster than most people could see. Or at least that was what she liked to think. Masha snagged the ladder the lighting man was using as she passed it. He toppled to the ground with a loud crash. Masha needed to turn around. She jumped, pivoted in mid air and pushed off a tree. The air screamed in her ears. The lighting guy was in her arms before anyone could notice.

It might have been easier to seduce him away from the crowds. Masha grimaced at the thought. There was no way she could have pulled that off. He wasn't much more attractive then his friend. Once they were away from the tents, Masha ground his face into a wall. She had to be careful not to kill him. Leaving evidence would bring the legal mages down on her ass.

Masha dropped the unconscious man in an alley way. There wasn't much skin left on his face but he was still breathing. A quick pat down revealed the device. Masha tossed it on the ground and crushed it under her heel. Her lip curled as she looked down upon the pervert. Simply rubbing the skin off his face wasn't enough. She stripped him naked. What to do with the clothes? Masha grinned evilly. Tossing them down, she lobbed a black ball into the mess. The fabric was eaten away in seconds. Now he would be forced to run across town naked.

Masha exited the alleyway. She looked off in the general direction of the modelling job. "It was nice meetin' ya Adalinda. I hope our paths cross again sometime. She set off toward the edge of town, whistling merrily the whole way. Her money would be sent in the mail. Even if it wasn't a great paying gig, Masha thought it was worth it. After all, she had made a new acquaintance. One Masha was sure she would be playing with in the future. That made it all worth it in the end.

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After Adalinda had her little show down in the back of the changing tent with the tent guy, she went to change into her own clothes. She kind of felt much better being in her uniform once again. She slips on her tanned gloves as she walks out of the tent and smiles to Chanelle as sweet as she could. "I'm sorry my dear, but I must leave. I don't think I can stand to do too much more. But if it could be no issue, I'd like a copy of my own pictures please?" She asks the designer, who pouts rather unhappily after losing another model so soon, but she agreed to it. Adalinda smiles softly as she waves to her before she starts walking out of the area.

Tamaria was still in the tent when Adalinda was walking off. She had quickly gone back to the back of the tent to make sure the other guy was passed out, and only hoped others would find the other two guys before she patted out of the tent and went straight up to Chanelle, who looked down at the exceed with curiosity. "Hello, Miss Chanelle. I found a camera in the tent with all the women..." She says with a sad expression. She showed her the only camera that was in tact to the woman, and she gasped. "I had destroyed all the other ones so they wouldn't be used since I'm so small.. but they're in a pile in the back of the tent. The guy who was in charge of the costumes, was the one who had planted them. And said that the lighting guy, as well as the other camera guy was in on it..." She pouts as her ears were down. Chanelle quickly turned around on the camera guy, and Tamaria quickly shook her head as she got between the two. "N-no! Not him! The other one!" Chanelle growls softly as she called the police to go collect the guy behind the tent, and to find the other two. By then, Tamaria had flown off, and found Adalinda.

"She buy your sob story?" The mage questions. Tamaria snickers as she plops herself onto the mages head. "Good girl. Now, next goal, get stronger to meet Masha again and challenge her to a duel!" She throws her fist in the air and laughs happily to herself.

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