The smaller of the two laughed with entertainment, though it was a bit boisterous compared to her usual attempt at playing a 'innocent' about her naturally vile inner self. Okay, she didn't try to hide it. She just wanted to play a cute girl- and a loud laugh rarely fit that. But really, could anyone blame her? This woman turned such an interesting color and the noises were just too much! "You should know that in some cultures, that's far from bold. A kiss on the cheek is a greeting. If I wanted to tease you right, I'd be kissing somewhere else, you know." Her lips were in an impish grin as she listened to the gibberish of a young girl clearly struggling with intimacy issues. Some sorts of this weren't surprising to Briar, but bits and pieces did catch her off guard. For starters, hadn't this girl been fairly open to lack of 'personal space'? She'd been more than happy to carry Briar up the hill after all. "While I don't doubt that, I bet a bit of ice or heat could do quite nicely. You know, ice helps keep from swelling, but warmth helps heal...And helps blood flow. And as a professional, I'd say you've got quite a bit of blood in your cheeks...though the look does suit you."
And now she was being laughed at. Although she wouldn't deny that she would laugh at anyone that acted the way she did, its still very embarassing. In any case, she just looked at Briar, and after the wave of embarassment went away, she couldn't help but laugh too. She could throw a good laugh at herself! And it would help her get a bit more loose, since she really was a tad too nervous for her own sake. The red in her cheeks started to slowly fade, as a blissful smile rose up on her face. Aww, that was nice. And it was even nicer that she remarked that she looked good. Yaay, she felt even nicer! In fact, she really liked to hug fluffy and cuddly things when she was happy, hence the fact she has such a shit ton of plushies and pillows in her bedroom. So, she looked at Briar, and at her hands. Hands, Briar. Briar, hands. She approached Briar with a cunning smirk on her face, before picking her up in a big hug, while gently caressing her head. She usually did this with Loki on her free time. The poor thing always got his fur all messy, but he enjoyed it, so why wouldn't Briar? She clearly knew how to pat a cat behind the ears, and she was doing just that. Also, given the fact that she's almost twice the size of Briar, lifting her up was no biggie.
When she was suddenly finding herself lifted off the ground, Briar felt her skin crawl. For some reason, this girl- this girl old enough to be her daughter in reality- was...petting her? This was far from expected, along with the unintended murmur of a purr in her throat. In her mind, she cursed heavily the predicament. Purring? Why am I purring!? I'm not a full blown cat damnit! God damnit, Langdon! What's wrong with you!? Struggling to get out of the petting zone, she opted to instead use the higher leverage to her advantage and take part in the same activity. If this woman was going to taunt her with a bewilderingly nice sensation, she'd just have to reciprocate it in kind. And they were both feline-like bodies, so she knew at least a bit about how to please a woman of this stature. With a smirk, she moved her hand to rub the girl's hair behind her ears, before tickling the crinkle between her ear and head. "You like it too, now don't you? Don't try to lie to me. I know a lot more than you do at my age."
She was really enjoying this, really. Getting to feel Briar's fur was pretty good. Soft, well-taken care of, and very floofy. Exactly the things she expected from a Felis's fur, if not better. And her ears catched her muffled purr, which made this all even better. She could keep going with this all day, to be honest. Petting a adorably smal cat person while watching the sun drop... A strange but amazingly sweet experience it would be. It would be, if Briar hadn't taken advantage of her naiveness. Of course she wouldn't just stand there being pet, she's a vet, and as a vet Briar would know how to reverse a hold. Although, she did not expect it to be that way. Her legs melted as she feel on her bum. While Briar did her best to muffle her purrs, Blake was actually the opposite, purring in clear sound at every stroke of Briar's hand, her tail wagging from a side to the other many times. The pleasure that came from it was so foreign, she didn't know how to deal with it, so she just let loose and let her animal side take the wheel from now on. And said animal side really liked a good pat. She spoke in a shaky voice, clearly with her body and mind in different places right now. "Aaaah... This feels so weird, but so good at the same time... S-Stooop..."
This girl was leading Briar down a dangerous path in 'her' mind. The breathy requests to stop sounded far more perverse than they should have, making the normally perverted man on the outside feel a bit similar in this small, game body. Here 'she' was, with a kid in reality, just petting her head- and yet somehow, the girl sounded like she was being teased far differently. With a sadistic grin, Lady Briar couldn't help herself against those moans, moving her free hand to pet and massage the fluffy tail attached to the girl's backside. She was gently, but firm, massaging the muscles with great care as the fur tickled her skin. "You say to stop, but you seem to be enjoying it based on your purrs, little lady~ You should be more honest with yourself...What is it you really want from me, hm? What can Lady Briar do for the cute purrs of Blake?"
Thing were already bad enough for Blake as it was. She was already embarassed as all living hell, and being pet by someone the size of her leg. Reeeeeally?! Did she actually get put into submission by a felis that small. That was both embarassing and infuriating, almost even frustrating. But even so... It felt so nice! It sent a pleasant shiver down her spine everytime Briar's hand went through her head. She wanted to strangle herself at this very thought, but... She actually didn't want her to stop. Especially after Briar started to work on her tail too, that made it even better. And so, Briar asked what she could do for Blake. Blake pondered a bit inbetween purrs that were not trying to be concealed in the slightest. If she made her stop, she probably wouldn't. But if she asked her to continue, maybe she can get closer to Briar. Hey, having a contact to rely on isn't some play, and it could really come to help her if it comes to it. So, she gulped and looked at Briar, twidling her fingers before blurping out a response, her cheeks redder than ever. "Can you... Keep doing that, please?" She then looked away, covering her face with her hands while muttering something that no one could understand.
Continuing her playful assault as requested, the small feline found herself pleased as she continued to play with the fluffy tail before her, still moving to occasionally scratch behind the furry ears on the girl's crown. Blake was honest, she'd give her that- she'd stopped trying to hide her joy, which made this all the more entertaining somehow in Briar's mind. Young girls are something, I'll give the lass that~ Her lips stayed a coy smile as she thought over what her next actions might be. This girl was too easy to tease, leaving the chaotic mischief-maker in Briar's heart more than excited to keep the girl as a plaything, even if it meant claiming a friend at the same time. "Your honesty will give rich rewards~" She mused, continuing her playful petting. However, the old man behind the mask was getting warily intrigued and toying in his mind- leaving the lady that was Briar to adjust her motions, using both hands to pull herself onto her toes. Gently, she placed a kiss just away from her new 'friend's' lips, giggling sheepishly as she returned to scratching behind both ears gently, as if she'd don'e nothing at all. "You're a good girl~ That you are~ And that's why the world will reward you someday~ Look forward to it, hrm, my purrty purreshus~?" She'd been wanting to play with 'purr' puns for a while, and that particular one felt fitting for the moment. "Just be careful~ Cute girls get targeted far more than not cute ones by bad things, too~ Even if you're a good girl, you're in danger. So keep your wits about you, okay? Or else the monsters will surely aim for you~"
Blake's tail waved more and more happily as she was pet, her eyes now closed as she only let out soft purr after soft purr through her half-closed mouth, the sound following Briar's soft strikes against her head and fur. Her body and mind were on two completely separate realms by now, her entire body relaxing and at ease. She wasn't leaving that place so soon. In fact, she was almost falling asleep there, before a sudden smooch woke her up. And sudden it was! So sudden, that it left her breathless for a second there. This wasn't a smooch in the cheek, oh nonono, it was probably a kiss that got a bit missplaced. And that painted her face red once more, as she twiddled her fingers. Then, the pet compliments came, both flattering and embarassing her even more. And she would've passed out right there, if it wasn't for the sudden cat puns that made her laugh for a bit, before looking at Briar with a smile on her face, reassuring her once again that she was having as much fun as Briar was. But then, she couldn't help herself but pout when she was warned to be careful, crossing her arms. "Its not like i can't defend myself or anything! I can punch pretty hard." If this was an anime, we would have a flashback of her rolling down the hill. Yeeeah, nice fighting you got there girl.
"It's not like I only meant here, you know," The smaller cat mewed, a snicker on her tongue. The intense redness and varying moments of what appeared to be embarrassment and giggles entertained Briar quite vividly, and it was clear by her smirk that never seemed to fade. That aside, she had an unusual need to make it clear that this girl was in danger- whether it was offline or online. After all, Briar knew herself she wasn't one to ignore a cute and rather clumsy, silly girl and not try to hit on her in either world. Clearly, she wouldn't be alone. "There are plenty of creeps in the world, young lady. Here or on the other side, if you're not careful of your cuteness, they might try to trick you. And not just with an illusion or two." Letting go of her need to forewarn what appeared to be a gormless girl, she shrugged the topic off and returned to entertaining herself with puns and playing around with a seemingly easy target. One who was fun to torment with her cat jokes, and who might be even more entertaining to play devil's advocate with in her own way. For the time being, she'd ignore the more obvious reasons and just use some more realism in the mix of playful notes and puns. "While I don't doubt you might have a mean punch, you should wait until you've purrfected your form. The most powerful punch has quite the whiplash afterward if you aren't careful. I don't have body combat, but I have experience having to deal with unameowsing injuries from young people overdoing themselves without purroper practice." Her arms moved to cross over her head, her grin growing wider, cheekier. "Though in this world, a punch isn't necessarily needed, is it? I think my illusions and a pointy stick will work just purrfectly."
As Briar meowed and made cat purrs, Blake couldn't help but let out meows too, her voice making those even more aluring to someone perverted or a Briar. She was clearly not seeing the end to this fun, so either Briar would need to stop or she would be able to have Blake for a looooong time. Not that Briar wouldn't enjoy that, i suppose, but Blake had a real life to see too. Oh well, she could stay for a bit more. That probably wouldn't hurt to do. "I know what a online perv is, and i can take care of myself just fine, hmph. Its not like i entered the internet for the first time yesterday or anything, duh." She tried to act confident and such, but petting and cat puns made her go back into a ball of giggling and purring. Not much for a point if you are now being kept captive by being pet. She then stopped purring as she heard Briar state how bad her punches were as of it now, and she was right. She barely managed to hurt a chicken. She needed to train, and train hard, if she was ever to overcome the barriers that keep her looking like a defenseless maiden. With a fierce look of determination, she looked back at Briar, smiling, clearly being excited and pumped up. "Just you wait, i'll be the strongest puncher of this realm! Ain't nothing a pointy stick and illusions can do to prevent that!"
The cat purred a bit more audibly from the young woman's words- that sense of unfounded confidence and the ending note that she wouldn't be held back by the one telling her her faults? Those were great qualities to see in a young person. They were intriguing, exciting, and proof of life. In a way, she envied the sound. She wished in reality she'd been able to say such things at a young age, too. She wished she could have defied her those older than her that tried to hold her down more quickly than she had. Shaking the thoughts off, she merely smirked. "I'll be looking forward to seeing that." There was no point bringing reality into the mix. They were in a game. Trying to tell someone the truth of the matter, when it came to getting stronger, wasn't the job of 'Lady Briar'. Remembering this kid wasn't her patient would be vital. She couldn't heal anyone here- rather, she didn't want to! However, she was able to eye the clock and realized something that made her mutter words a little girl probably wouldn't be caught saying in normal times. A soft sigh left her as she took a few steps back, arms behind her as she separated herself a bit from the taller female. "Bloody hell... Speaking of how reality is cruel, it's getting close to my shift..." One of the hands behind her moved to play with a small lock of her blue hair, which she twirled around a finger playfully. "I suppose I'll learn of your growth the next time we meet, hrm? Purrhaps it won't take long in this world... Or purrhaps it will~ The next time we meet, we'll both be stronger. Just don't focus on strengthening alone. Have some fun, too~" One last purr and she was mostly silent, watching and waiting. While she did have plans to get offline soon, she would at least wait for the girl before her to have a final say, if she opted to. She'd only wait so long before disappearing into the void of reality either way. As much as Briar faked otherwise in this world, she was still a codger that worked in healthcare. She may prefer playing in this land than tending to the other, but she had her role laid out for her. If she wasn't in the clinic soon, she'd lose her pay- and there was no way she could live with that, even if this world was far easier to care for.
Blake was filled with joy when Briar started to encourage her, and she was shaking with excitment. It had been only a few hours since she had logged on for the first time, and she had already found someone who belived in her growth. It felt great! Something she demonstrated by happily wagging her tail around. It was getting a bit late for her too, but she hadn't even realized it. She did realize it was getting late, however, when Briar itself muttered curses under her breath, which she quickly heard due to being really close to her and having big, fluffy ears. She sighed, looking at her petite friend starting to ready herself to leave the world of terrasphere. Eyeing the clock itself, she noticed that she had 50 minutes to ready herself for dinner. It wasn't much time but she didn't need to hurry either. She looked up at Briar and happily nodded, standing up in front of her. "And when i meet you again, i want to see you with a even pokier poking stick than before! That's a promise, okay?" She smirked, before throwing a punch in the air close to Briar, before turning her fist to face her. "Fist bump?"
