Team Snagem HQ (Mt. Silver)

[Requiem of Whyspers]

Jira was surprised by the sudden pressure on his lower body but moreso when he was lifted from the ground. The tiny teenager squeaked in pain for a brief moment, distracted just long enough to not have time to begin levitating before he flipped upside-down. "No! Nononono!" Was all he managed to get out before he slipped out his pants,falling flat on his face on the floor. The poor thing had just been pants'd and could do nothing but lay on his face, mortified that his Bugs Buneary tighty-whities were exposed to the world.  

[KisaRinny]

Heine looked to Ter, a slow, devilish smile forming on the woman's lips as he released Jira's pants and strode over to the blond guy. She looked him over for a moment before slinging an arm around his shoulders, practically shoving her breasts in his face.

"Oh? What the matter? You want some attention too? Well ... I suppose I can indulge you. At least ... for a little while." Heine crooned, turning herself more into Terashi as she began stroking his hair softly.  

[Requiem of Whyspers]

Jira recovered after a moment or two, grabbing his ribbons and wrapping them around his waist for means of decency. "I'm not a kid." He told Ter as he stood up. "I'm 15." He added before looking up at Heine.

"And I don't even know him yet so it's hard to say he's a friend at the moment." This was entirely true, as he had barely heard the boy's name before Heine had come along to destroy his precious body parts. Before he could ask for his shorts back, however, they were dropped in his face as the woman practically wiggled her tits in Terashi's direction and the rest of her simply floated after them.  

[KisaRinny]

Heine simply grabbed hold of Ter again, shoving his face into her cleavage, stroking his hair. It was pretty soft. And this was pretty darn fun.

"Oh they all say that at first. Don't worry, hun, you'll get laid eventually. I'm sure there's a girl your age around here somewhere willing to give it up to you. Of course ... if you can't find one ..." Heine trailed off, resisting the urge to burst out laughing. Ah it was so much fun toying with kids these days. Her eyes travelled to Jira and she grinned at him.
"Nice tidy whities, by the way. Bugs Buneary, right?"  

[Requiem of Whyspers]

Jira pulled his shorts back on silently, cursing Heine and her amazing cleavage as he did so. Terashi was a lucky ~/~, that much he was certain of. "Shut up." Was all he said in response, however.  

[KisaRinny]

Heine allowed some space to be put between her and the blond boy, her expression blank as he insulted her. It was almost scary that she wasn't reacting yet. However, it was only a matter of time. The blond woman walked over, her heels clicking loudly on the floor beneath her. At first, she simply stood before Terashi, examining him before a hand shot out. Instead of going to his face or anything like that, it came to his groin. She dug her nails into the fabric of his pants, squeezing his package with strength only a pissed off female could possess. Her grip got increasingly tighter as she backed Terashi up against a hard surface, be it a wall or anything else, it didn't matter. She twisted her hand, her grip never leaving the sensitive flesh hidden in the boy's pants.

"I never expected to find such a mouthy little boy. I suppose I'll have to teach you a lesson." Heine growled though she was smiling. It was a smile that was promising as much pain as she could muster and it was quite a bit. "You're just lucky I'm not going to rip your ~/~ ~/~ off, you little ~/~." Came her voice though it was low and dangerous. The hand that wasn't holding her iron grip on Ter's groin fisted and came plowing into the side of his face, letting it knock him to the ground. Though she was no longer squeezing the life out of the blond boy's precious equipment, that didn't mean that it was over yet. No. Heine's boot came crushing down onto it and she leaned down, putting all her weight on the leg and foot that was pinning the boy to the floor via his crotch.

"I dare you to insult me again and see if you live to tell the tale."  

[KisaRinny]

It was, indeed, difficult to retain her balance and it didn't happen though Heine recovered quickly and retaliated with smashing her heeled boot back into Terashi's groin, aiming for his testicles in particular. The idea of booting him in the head or even killing him outright was tempting. Because of that, Heine came over to the blond boy's head and pressed her foot down on his windpipe.

"Maybe I should just kill you outright. Claim it was an accident or something. Maybe you took a tumble down the stairs. If shorty over there wants to keep what little height he has left, he wouldn't squeal." Heine growled, jerking her thumb over in Jira's direction.  

[Requiem of Whyspers]

Jira hadn't had much chance to react to Terashi's response to Heine-boobage but when the woman struck below the belt, quite literally, he could only cringe and pray he never upset her like that. His body might be as tough as steel but he could still feel pain like that.

When Heine took it further, however, his eyes flashed neon black. "STOP!" He shouted as he created a field of anti gravity focused around the woman. "I will not allow that to happen. I may be short and I may not be strong but you won't be hurting him any further." He assured the blond woman. "I can very easily use my abilties to tear you in half." He asserted this by splitting the field down the center and making the lower half increase while the other decreased. The pressure was no more than feeling as if one were being tugged on from either end at the same time but it wasn't meant to hurt her. Yet.  

[KisaRinny]

The kick to the tit definitely hurt but Heine had been through much worse so it was like it didn't even phase her. She was just about to show the blond brat just how much pain she could bring to the table when the oddest sensation over came her. Like two brats pulling her arms and legs at the same time though she shook it off easily, turning her attention to Jira though the fact that Terashi was back on his feet made her turn around and slap him, nails catching on his skin and tearing like a cat's claws. Next time she would have to remind herself to slip in some of a snake Pokemon's poison into her nail polish. Chaos showed up just as Heine was about to put the hurt on the midget. For the oddest reason, just hearing his voice took the wind out of her sails and, though she pants'ed Jira, including his Bugs undies, she dropped him.

"Pretty much, they're not much fun anymore." Heine stated with a shrug, not letting her guard down just in case blondie decided to fight dirty.