" we will need a great theme song.something catchy,yet playful. Like us!" She says humming a rather off key tune,presumably their future theme song. " please,vara. You had penis experience in the past 6 months,you can not claim lesbian. You are bi." She smiles,remembering one of her favorite conversations with vara

" mandolin and shamisen...i can play neither. We will have to hire out." Mariko says with certainty. She knew what she wanted for the imaginary theme song,but wasn't about to learn how to play an instrument. " lesbian in waiting? Now I picture you crouched in shadows,just waiting to have your way with me." She chuckles,thinking their spinoff should have a laugh track.

Mariko smiles and winks at vara. " I am always up for a good ravaging. I will wear a blindfold in the house to make it easy for you to sneak up." She muses as if she needs to put thought in the subject. One must never jump to decisions. Mariko rubs varas feet softly and nods." Nope...nobody left. I know I did not even nominate anyone....who knows what is going on."

Vara gets out of the shower, dries off, puts on her favorite silk robe, and then heads downstairs. She dries her hair as she sits on the couch in the living room, relaxing. Sunday was one of her favorite days because she loved just relaxing - even though that's mostly all she had done for the past few weeks. She hums a happy tune to herself as she wraps her hair up in the towel and then lays back.

mariko stands at the top of the stairs briefly. she takes a deep breath and hops down each stair. mildy dangerous when sober. suicidal when drunk....and she is. "they roll downstairs,over in pairs and over your neighbors dog. whats great for a snack,fits on your back.....its bananas in pajamas!" she laughs madly and bounds down the remaining stairs.



ooc:i feel so posh. my house internet s fixed and reliable now. finally,i can play battlefield again

mariko lands on the final step with a purposely loud "bang". " vara chan! you look marvelous today,as always." she says brightly.

she smiles,knowing vara likes to made to hilt at most moments,but mariko always found her pretty. even when passed out asleep,or right before sneezing. " i never lie about people's appearance. i once told my mother she looked fine,even with a milk mustache....she nearly sold me to the neighbors. " mariko giggles at the memory and blushes slightly. mariko catches her kiss and winks. "why thank you. so what were you up to before a rude girl made a racket on the stairs?"

By now mariko was convinced none of big brother had actually happened. It was all an elaborate hallucination and she was actually home,laying in the huge bathtub/ pool she and rum had. She sighs and reaches into her shirt to takeoff her bra. She finds a lemon in the kitchen and places it in the bra cup. With a grunt,she starts swinging it in a circle over her head. Once she gets it up to optimum speed,she releases one end . The lemon zips toward the window and crashes through if. Mariko gives a satisfied nod and takes out the rest of the windows in short order. She gets up and dances through the shards of glass.

Mariko stops mid song, she had been singing, "singing in the rain",while kicking the glass around. She jumps on the counter and says " you aren't really there,nova voice. " in the same melody as her song.