[Sonya Chernovna]

dont fret, dearie Sonya sat in her chair, her legs crossed, leaning back and watching the tokyo skyline as she spoke on the phone. No one was permitted in the room when she took calls like this. Well, that was the rule until recently. A small group of villains who had seen the face of Ishtar had been allowed into her private sanctum. The solitary office that faced the largest window in her penthouse. Tonight, someone very special was invited to this space. Someone who would be there often going forward. "Yes, dearie, I've taken care of your request," Sonya said gently through the phone, smiling as she cracked open a can of soda, taking a sip and smiling at the sweetness. She glanced back at the bodyguard standing at her shoulder, offering it with a teasing smile before making a face and glancing back at the phone, tapping her ear. "You're hilarious! I'm sorry hun, but you're just not my type," Sonya insisted, tittering out a laugh, "That's a rather personal question," She huffed, "You'd waste a wish on that? Pervert. You'll owe me a favor," She mused before cracking into a smile, "Deal, I like them cute, with a pretty face and-" She burst into laughter, "Yes that's right, I'm afraid that afternoon shadow just isn't for me." A moment later she hung up, shaking her head, "Idiot." She let out a sigh and looked up at her bodyguard, the positively adorable Failsafe. No proper name, not yet, but she'd get it out of her eventually. "We're going out, dearie. There's a museum gala that I've been invited to and I'm afraid I can't miss it. What's your favorite color?" She asked. I just want to play Revision

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[Revision]

Kamiya Nadeshiko I shall subvert this unwanted reality and replace it with one of my own design

i am revision, the failsafe it is a rare occasion when Revision is sent out for a task as simple as serving as a bodyguard. She is certainly used to other more clandestine duties, so this change of pace came as a surprise. However, the expectation that someone, or possibly some group of someones, would attack the client meant that someone of Revision's caliber would come in handy.  The client turned out to be a strange woman by the name of Sonya Chernova. Strange, in that she was unlike the people Revision was used to dealing with. She had grown accustomed to other soldiers, mercenaries, and fighters from various walks of life. She was used to researchers, to pencil pushers, and to busybodies with nothing better to do than to tell people what to do. Sonya, a CEO of a large company in Japan, was a new experience, and she was certainly setting herself apart with her mannerisms. She seemed to lean into the opulence of her station, the gaudiness of it, and the carefree aspects where she worried about nothing but what would amuse her next. These were not the mannerisms of someone who worked or struggled for what they had - at least, that was her initial perception. Revision waited nearby, not far behind Sonya, where the influence of her quirk covered the other woman as needed and helped ensure her safety from most mundane attempts at her life. She was every part the bodyguard, too. Her uniform marked her as someone other than the normal employees around the building, and even Sonya's own staff looked very different.  Perhaps someday that uniform would carry weight with it, and would-be assassins would fear it. However, for now, Blackrose Security Solutions remained a relatively secretive organization known only to those that needed to know or when they got wrapped up in some controversy. Most didn't understand what their presence meant, especially when it came to Revision. Her focus suddenly shifted from just absent-mindedly paying attention to Sonya and splitting her attention to observing everything around them, to Sonya entirely when she asked Revision a question. It wasn't a question she was prepared for. She had never considered a favorite color, at least not at any length that brought out a definitive winner.  "Red, I suppose," Revision replied after a moment, falling back upon one of Blackrose's colors for her answer. "Why do you ask?"

TITLE: Dinner and a Show TAGS: Sonya Chernovna PROFILE: Revision

[Sonya Chernovna]

dont fret, dearie Sonya moved with one quick motion, getting to her feet and turning around to lean against her desk, she crussed her legs and looked Failsafe up and down, her lips thinning into a smile. She hadn't been too forward with the girl, business and all that, but a small part of her couldn't resist trying to see if she could get a flush on that adorable but impassive face. Sonya's eyes sparkled and she leaned forward to look her in the eyes. "I think red will do nicely," She said and reached back to tap her intercom. "Kaede dear, I need a dress in my new bodyguard's size, red, make it something I'll like looking at," Sonya said without taking her eyes off of Failsafe. "Yes ma'am, right away," Her secretary responded. In a matter of moments the stately Kaede strode into the room without so much as knocking, she had the face of someone who had already walked in on Sonya doing much worse than teasing someone. She held a wide, flat box in her hands and stopped next to Sonya who opened it, revealing a silky cloth. "Oh... Kaede," She looked Kaede in the eyes, "Good choice dearie." Kaede nodded and moved to open the attached side room of Sonya's office for Failsafe to get changed in. Sonya didn't bother directing her, perhaps not thinking too hard about the girl's background. Either way, "Go ahead and get changed dearie, I'll get started after I have a look at you." I just want to play Revision

made by eden @ gs and thq

[Revision]

Kamiya Nadeshiko I shall subvert this unwanted reality and replace it with one of my own design

i am revision, the failsafe Nicely? Revision raised a brow at the comment. What did this woman have in mind? It became evident shortly after. She called upon some servant or assistant named Kaede, and the woman complied with a request to find something for Revision to wear that would be nice to look at. The fact that the woman needed to ask no question or take any measurements of any sort before going off to find a dress for Revision gave her a moment of concern, but perhaps the woman just had a good eye for it? Which must have been the case, because she wasn't gone for long. "This is not quite my uniform, but if you think it will be more appropriate for the event, I can comply with the request," Revision stated uncertainly. She took the box and made her way to the adjoining room and opened it to get a look at it. She wasn't sure what to think, but went about changing into it, and eventually she emerged from the room. "It is... well, it requires a particular taste, I guess?" Revision commented. "Also, I could use some shoes. My boots would be disastrous." What sort of accessories that Ishtar would supply to go with her dress remained to be seen. Revision, at least, assumed she wasn't expected to go barefoot or something silly like that.

TITLE: Dinner and a Show TAGS: Sonya Chernovna PROFILE: Revision

[Sonya Chernovna]

dont fret, dearie Sonya was almost disappointed that Failsafe had the social presence to avoid the faux pas of changing in front of her. She would have liked to get a good look. She chuckled to herself, grinning at the thought whilst ignoring the passive aggressive stare of her secretary. Even without the free skinshow she did get more than she bargained for. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head when Failsafe came back out.  To call the dress 'dramatic' would be an understatement. It rose up to Failsafe's chest with thin straps gracing the shoulders. Elegant strips of flexible metal formed an almost ribcage that rose up the center and added a strategic 'valley'. It tapered down to the thighs. Around the back-or lack thereof-the dress descended to the base of the spine. Revealing a great deal of skin. Sonya saved the image with a quick mental command to her eyes. "Ara! You are absolutely stunning dearie! My goodness," She gasped, hopping forward, her eyes sparkling with barely contained delight. She bounced around Failsafe, getting a look at her from all angles. "Yes, shoes! Get the dear some shoes Kaede! Oh you look good enough to eat!" She let out a dramatic sigh, "Are you sure I can't keep you?" She asked, leaning in and pouting a bit in Failsafe's face. As she did, Kaede returned with a matching set of red pumps for the dress, not even blinking as her boss flirted with the security. I just want to play Revision

made by eden @ gs and thq

[Revision]

Kamiya Nadeshiko I shall subvert this unwanted reality and replace it with one of my own design

i am revision, the failsafe The dress was unlike anything that Revision had ever worn before. Not only was it fancier than anything she'd ever had her hands on, but it was incredibly... revealing. It was not meant for her line of work. It was meant for someone who was expected to, at best, stand very still.  Well, Revision figured she could at least move slowly without putting on too much of a display. "I appreciate your compliment, but you cannot keep me," Revision replied. "Well, it is not up to me, I suppose, whether or not I am allowed to be kept on as a retainer. That is up to my employers." Once the shoes are delivered to her, she takes a moment to put them on and then shuffles back and forth to verify that she had some stability. Things worked just fine. "So, you say we are going to a gala? I assume if I am wearing something like this, you'll be wearing something more appropriate for the event - not that I am sure this is an appropriate attire for a bodyguard. Anyone else would have... trouble in it."

TITLE: Dinner and a Show TAGS: Sonya Chernovna PROFILE: Revision

[Sonya Chernovna]

dont fret, dearie Sonya shrugged, it was disappointing to hear but it wasn't a 'no' per-se. She offered Failsafe a smug smile and shrugged, staying in the younger woman's personal space for a few more seconds before pulling away. She turned away and gestured to Kaede who unabashedly went into the adjoining room and came out with another box. She set it aside on Sonya's desk while Sonya went into the adjoining room without a word. Kaede made herself useful and procured a pair of shoes for Sonya. When Sonya returned, she was bare as the day she was born. Every inch of her skin sparkling as if diamonds had been crushed into powder and brushed carefuly over her skin. The glow that usually surrounded her in a halo had become concentrated but also diluted, it's range smaller and more precise, about a centimeter off her skin. Her hair was up in an elaborate bun that accentuated the moonlight-white qualities of it, making it seem like it was a galaxy that had been coiled up on her head before falling down over her shoulder in a milky waterfall. Sonya's ears were cuffed with silver earrings emblazoned with pink diamonds, three on each ear. A pink-diamond necklace hung around her neck before settling just an inch above her chest. Silver cuffs studded with pink diamond adorned her wrists to match the silver and pink rings on her fingers. She stood in her luxurious and implacable glory for a moment before gesturing to Kaede as her glowing pink eyes fixed Failsafe with a stare. She did not so much as blink for the moments it took for Kaede to slip the opalescent white dress on Sonya's body. It was longer, going down to her ankles but had a slit up one side. The silver ribs framing her body to perfection as the low back was secured just above her pelvis. Kaede's face was blood red by the time she pulled away and she had to take a deep breath off to the side. Sonya playfully ignored it, her eyes still fixed on Failsafe. "How do I look?" She asked. I just want to play Revision

made by eden @ gs and thq

[Revision]

Kamiya Nadeshiko I shall subvert this unwanted reality and replace it with one of my own design

i am revision, the failsafe Revision had doubts about the dress she wore. It was certainly minimalist in the coverage it offered, and she had doubts that she could actually stay in it if she tried to move at a pace faster than a shuffle, but it would get the job done.  However, when Sonya returned from the adjoining room all a-sparkle, Revision realized that her dress was positively prudish by comparison. For the briefest moment, Revision wondered just what sort of gala they would be going to that Sonya would be relying upon little more than some glitter and confidence, but Kaede pulled out an actual dress and began fixing it to her employer. That did make more sense, but was Sonya trying to achieve something by just wandering around naked in front of her? Perhaps it was to help Revision feel more secure in the dress she wore? If that were the case, she had to admit it was not the most effective tactic, but appreciated nonetheless. "I admit, I was a bit surprised at first," Revision stated plainly. "But you look quite nice. I doubt anyone will be able to notice me with you around." A dress like Revision's would normally draw the eyes of many onlookers, especially on someone with her figure and general attractive appearance, but standing next to the disco ball that is Sonya, even that would get overshadowed.  "You certainly have a way with fashion," Revision added like she had any idea what she was talking about.

TITLE: Dinner and a Show TAGS: Sonya Chernovna PROFILE: Revision

[Sonya Chernovna]

dont fret, dearie Sonya laughed, "Well thank you dear!" She was a bit disappointed she didn't get more than 'surprised' from the girl, but it would have to do she supposed. She waved a hand dismissively, "You needn't be so dour on yourself, you are a dark beauty if I've ever seen one. If we weren't on the clock as far as your work as my bodyguard was concerned..." She trailed off with an almost predatory stare in Failsafe's direction. She let out a sigh, "But I'll behave myself, I guess." Sonya chuckled at her comment about fashion, "Well my company does make fashion for quirkers. I would hope I had a way with it," She teased, reaching up to tap Failsafe's chin with one of her chilly fingers. She stepped towards the door and it opened, Kaede following her out and making her way down the hallway without a word. Sonya watched her go. "Kaede is getting the car ready. Let's get going dear, we'll have time to socialize more once we get to the location. There will be lots of brass there, bodyguards, et cetera, so keep your eyes open for anything interesting." She paused and turned to look the girl in the eyes, "And... if anyone interferes with tonights festivities, show no mercy, please. I don't like my fun getting interrupted." With that the villainess in the guise of a philanthropist strode to the elevator leading out of her penthouse. From there they'd go to the basement of the ASTA corporate headquarters and the parking garage. They'd take the limo out and into town before arriving at the venue where the press had already gathered. Sonya glanced out the window with a snort and a chuckle. "Of course the vultures are swarming." I just want to play Revision

made by eden @ gs and thq

[Revision]

Kamiya Nadeshiko I shall subvert this unwanted reality and replace it with one of my own design

i am revision, the failsafe Revision raised a brow at Sonya. Dark beauty? Off duty? Was she trying to flirt? It threw her for a bit of a loop. Flirting certainly wasn't something she was used to while on the job - well, at least her primary job for Blackrose. "Your behavior should be fine either way, as long as you're near me, you will be safe no matter how much attention you draw," Revision admitted, completely missing the point. Tapping Revision's chin was a bold move. Not many people could touch the dangerous mercenary, but Sonya had a pass for tonight. However, she watched Kaeda leave before returning her attention to Sonya. "Don't worry. I will keep you safe for now. None of them will be a threat." Very confident. Very sure of herself.  Sonya's comment about showing no mercy caused her to chuckle faintly. "I will keep that in mind if something does happen, however, even if someone has issued a threat, in my experience, it usually turns out to be nothing." Revision followed along behind Sonya, briefly fiddling with the placement of dress components so that no accidents occurred en route. She did let out a sigh. It'd be a long night keeping track of the dress, if it could even be called a dress at this point. "They usually do," she agreed while unnecessarily adjusting the narrow bands of loosely fitting cloth that concealed her chest. "Vultures is a good way to put it."

TITLE: Dinner and a Show TAGS: Sonya Chernovna PROFILE: Revision

[Sonya Chernovna]

dont fret, dearie If only Sonya knew that the girl had actually begun to react a little to the flirtation. It had only taken standing nude in front of her and praising her that the bodyguard finally noticed that she might be flirting. Instead, Sonya contented herself with continuing to flirt, perhaps eventually she'd get a reaction. As they waited in line for the cars to slowly move forward and VIPs to step out and stride up to the Golden Week event, Sonya shot the occasional glance at Failsafe, appreciating the other womans efforts in trying to make the dress feel less revealing. They were going to be here a while, without a doubt. It was a big event and Sonya was not the type to arrive early to anything unless she had to. She rolled her eyes and without warning let out a sigh and slid over to press her side against the bodyguards, she turned and looked into her eyes with a smirk. "Nervous about something?" She teased, reaching around with one hand and teasing a finger up her side from her knee to just beneath her chest. "Didn't you just get done saying something exciting like you were going to protect me?" She purred and reached up to grab something soft, "You ever have a woman take care of you, Failsafe?" She fondled once before throwing her legs over Failsafe's lap and taking her chin in her cold hand, "Why don't you save me from my boredom..." I just want to play Revision

made by eden @ gs and thq

[Revision]

Kamiya Nadeshiko I shall subvert this unwanted reality and replace it with one of my own design

i am revision, the failsafe Revision glanced in Sonya's direction as the woman leaned up against her. It wasn't always a bad thing to have a little closeness, but on the job, it could be troublesome, especially if it jeopardized performance. While the was unlikely the case here, Revision couldn't help but have that aspect of her training run through her mind. "I'm not nervous," Revision replied. "It's hard to explain, but every time the dress shifts a bit, I feel a bit of a compulsion to return it to where it was - that might not even really explain it properly." She looked down and watched as Sonya moved her hand from her thigh to under her breast, and then slipped it inside her dress. She resisted rolling her eyes at the gesture, but sometimes you had to put up with some weird clients, or insistent ones. Sonya wasn't the worst, either. Revision had heard some nightmare stories in the past. "Depends on what you mean by that," Revision answered in a roundabout fashion. "I've had caretakers in the past, but... I assume that isn't what you're talking about." It became abundantly clear once Sonya shifted into her lap. Revision let out a faint sigh. Having the client in her lap certainly compromised her ability to respond adequately to threats, and thus could jeopardize her safety.  Revision, however, humored the woman for a moment and reached up to her shoulders and let the thin straps fall from them, revealing what would undoubtedly be the best thing that Sonya would see all night, perhaps ever. She smirked at the other woman for a moment, and after giving Sonya a little time to process what she was seeing, Sonya would find herself back in her seat, facing forward, and Revision next to her fully dressed again, like nothing had happened. It occurred in an instant, with no warning. So subtle, no trace left behind. It may not have happened at all. Had any of the events truly transpired?  The left corner of Revision's lips curled up in a little smirk. "It looks like it is our turn." No time for Sonya to press her about it - at least for now.

TITLE: Dinner and a Show TAGS: Sonya Chernovna PROFILE: Revision

[Sonya Chernovna]

dont fret, dearie The faint sigh drew a small frown to Sonya's face, was she that tiresome? Normally she ignored Kaede's sighs because she thought they were funny, but this was a different situation. Her lip twitched into a grin as Failsafe regarded her and then did the unexpected. If Sonya's eyes could pop out of her head, they would. Such a perfect shape. So- she blinked and realized she was sitting face forward in her seat again, as if it had never actually happened. Her mind raced for a few moments. How? She whipped her head towards Failsafe, a cute smirk on her face. The car stopped before Sonya could raise a question, her surprise turning into a wry smile. She grinned at Failsafe as her bodyguard moved to the door first, "I'll have you yet, dearie, all to myself," She said huskily, not even bothering to play coy with her attraction at this point. The White Queen didn't expect a response, instead she waited for the driver to open the doors and her bodyguard to step out first into the cavalcade of photographers. Next came Sonya who was savoring the earlier moment, her mechanical eyes, connected to the ASTA network, played back what she'd seen in slow motion. Failsafe had... reversed everything? Wound back the clock? No, time was still moving. Fascinating. She kept her thoughts on Failsafe's quirk to herself and saved the important parts of the memory as video files to appreciate later. Press called out to her as she strode up the steps, glowing and glittering, her smile radiant. She greeted the doorman who escorted them to the entrance of the celebration. The Golden Week National Environmental Gala was punctuated with living plants scattered across the floor, trees growing from seemingly nothing. The wealthy and powerful were all scattered across the room, talking amongst themselves as she entered, shaking hands with a few politicians. "Stay close to me, Failsafe, or I'll get jealous," She murmured when they had a little space from the crowds. I just want to play Revision

made by eden @ gs and thq

[Revision]

Kamiya Nadeshiko I shall subvert this unwanted reality and replace it with one of my own design

i am revision, the failsafe Revision sort of side-eyed Sonya as the woman mentioned having her to herself and smirked. "We'll see." Once the driver opened the door, Revision swept her legs around the edge of the seat and stepped to the pavement. With a quick look back to Sonya, she slowly exited the vehicle. It was almost too deliberate, like she was stalling for a few seconds. But the entire time what little cloth there was formed and filled every little curve of Revision as she bent and ducked her head to get out of the car. The thin material left little to the imagination, which meant so little considering how much bare skin was already revealed, but it was quite the show for Sonya. Once standing, Revision took a step froward and looked around. There were no immediate threats, at least nothing identifiable. On the other hand, she was starting to think she might want to lay off taunting her employer or it might get a little bothersome. Revision made sure to turn back to the car and offer a hand to Sonya, since that was only polite. "Looks safe so far." Sonya's request was heeded. Revision did stay close, close enough that Sonya could lock arms with her bodyguard if she so chose. "That goes without saying. It'll be easier to protect you if you're nearby." She missed the point, deliberately or otherwise.

TITLE: Dinner and a Show TAGS: Sonya Chernovna PROFILE: Revision