Joint Operation | By : RedCometXIII Category: +S through Z > Street Fighter Views: 8760 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Act III
Chun-Li sat at her vanity, lightly brushing her cheek with blush, a somewhat solemn look staring back at her through the mirror. Her other cheek was already brushed a faint pink, just enough to be noticeable, the corners of her eyes already adorned with the red eyeliner she often adorned. She was wearing a red sleeveless qipao, the sides of which on the lower portion were cut extremely high, stopping just below her waist and hemmed with black stitching, perfectly displaying her toned legs she had become famous for. A pair of black high heels further accentuating them. The seam of the closure on the front diagonally crossing her breasts was also hemmed in black and held together by gold clasps. Her hair was braided into two ox horns on either side of her head, held in place by black ribbons around them. “I haven’t gotten this dressed up in quite sometime.” She thought to herself.
Chun-Li placed the brush that had been tickling her face on a compact on the vanity. She then sat either elbow on the vanity as well and rested her head within her hands, thinking to herself as she’d done for much of the day. “I’m still not sure what I’m planning,” she thought. “Did I invite her here to try and seduce her or something? I’m honestly not sure.” She let out a long sigh. “I’m too old for this kind of stuff.”
A clap of thunder muffled the voice inside her head, but she was unfazed on the exterior, not even flinching. However, when the doorbell to her apartment rang a few seconds later her heart nearly leapt out of her chest. “J-just a minute!” she yelled as she pushed herself up off the vanity.
Chun-Li switched off the light and closed the door behind her. The click-clack of her heels on the hardwood floor echoed throughout the dimly lit living room, a single floor lamp setting a relaxing mood. A flash of lightning illuminated the room through a large wall of window panes as Chun-Li walked by, a breathtaking view of the skyline visible through it. She finally reached the door after what seemed like an eternity. A shaky hand reached for the knob, a final gulp forcing its way down Chun-Li’s throat as she finally opened the door.
There stood Cammy, a soaked umbrella at her side. A simple black cocktail dress wrapped itself around her, showing off her cleavage, the short cut revealing much of her legs, black high heels with ankle straps adorning her feet. Her blonde hair braided into a single ponytail reaching down all the way down to her to her thighs. A light coating of eye shadow contrasted with her blue eyes, a hint of light red lipstick on her lips. “Hey, Cammy. Please come in.” Chun-Li said excitedly.
“Sorry about the umbrella.” Cammy said as she stepped inside. “Don’t worry.” Chun-Li replied. “I’ll just put it in the coat closet here.” Cammy handed her the umbrella and took a few more steps inside. “Thanks again for having me over.” she said while admiring Chun-Li’s apartment. The walls decorated with Chinese artwork, a huqin and violin in a corner of the room on their respective stands, the wall of windows to Cammy’s right. A white leather sofa with a flat screen tv on the wall before it on her left, a bottle of wine and two glasses on a glass-top table between them, resting on top of a lavish white rug that covered the entire floor from the couch to the wall. “This is a really nice place you have here,” she said.
“Thank you.” Chun-Li replied, closing the closet door. “Up until now I’ve never really had time to enjoy it though. Hopefully now I will though.”
“Yeah, about that.” Cammy said. “Why are you leaving Interpol?” Chun-Li motioned for her to have a seat on the sofa and said “I’ll tell you over a drink.”
Cammy daintily sat on the sofa, the floor lamp on the other side of the room barely breaking the darkness, heavy rain pounding the windows behind her. She reached down and loosened the straps around her ankles and and slid her shoes off before curling her legs up onto the sofa beside her. Chun-Li poured them each a glass of wine, handing one of the glasses to Cammy before taking a seat on the opposite end of the sofa. She took a sip of the crimson liquid before explaining. “I have a lot going on here in Hong Kong,” she said. “I’ve been working with children a lot since the incident with Urien a couple years ago, teaching them the martial arts and things like that. Also, I joined Interpol in order to fulfil my own needs. To hunt down Bison and avenge my father. But now that’s over and I feel I need to dedicate myself to what really matters, my mother country and her future. Along with finally taking time for myself once in awhile.” Cammy could tell Chun-Li was very serious about this decision. “So I’ve decided I can no longer travel abroad for Interpol to do that. I’m joining the Ministry of State Security next month so that I can help China in the only way I know how, policing the evil that corrupts her. Also, I can spend more time with the children and try and help ensure a strong future for the People’s Republic.”
“That’s... very noble of you.” Cammy said, almost in awe. “I completely understand your decision.” She then took a sip of wine, it’s exquisite taste tickling her tastebuds. A giggle slipped out of her mouth as she said, “So Chun-Li, did I ever tell you about this one case I was working...”
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