"Uuh... Sissster Lissle, I'm no-" She wanted to protest, Aka appreciated the attention, but... not like this, this was all so sudden. It was like being offered something a favor, but against her will.
"Hush, child!"
Of course she would cut her off again, Aka grumbled in annoyance, she was not a child. Sure, she looked like an early teenage girl, but she was a genuine adult. The Viper got tired of having to correct people, surely the woman knew that a Dhani in human form meant she had reached adulthood. She wanted to stand up and bolted away from the place but the woman was suddenly in front of her on a chair that was reserved for the "artist" to work upon her "canvas". Unfortunately, the canvas was herself.
Aka noticed there was no one else in the cave right now which meant the woman would unleash her full attention on her... which also meant she had no escape without using violence and violence was out of the option... In short, she got into an odd sticky situation.
"Now, I shall begin! There's nothing to be nervous about so hide your chagrin!"
Aka had to admit, she found Tryl's rhyming speech to be amusing, it was flowing elegantly unlike the usual brutish speech of most constrictors. Aka assumed she was one of those Dhanis who was fond of their human form like Senescaaspia and herself. Tryl finished her preparation, picking an array of powder, oils, perfumes, and some accessories made from beetles, courtesy of "The Art of Cunning" jewelry shop. Furthermore, a black fabric identified as a black dress, more elaborate and stylish than Aka's plain robe could be seen among the goods... it was clear to Aka now that Tryl was planning a total makeover for the Viper.
With deft and trained delicate hands, Tryl began her work, she suddenly untied Aka's sash and removed her plain black robe, causing the Viper to blush and covered her washboard chest. As usual, she didn't wear any underwear. "O-oh h-hey! W-what are you doing?!" Deja vu washed over her, Senka had done this to her before, but the nature of the forced undressing was obviously different, Tryl simply wanted the Viper to try on the new dress.
"Your robe is so ugly, it drives me crazy! Instead, wear this dress to impress!"
"Uh... uuhm... kiih..." Aka gritted her teeth, she liked her robe. It was comfortable, she didn't care whether it was plain or not, no one was interested in her body anyway. Nevertheless, with her favorite robe confiscated, she had no other choice but to put on the black dress. She fumbled with it, she was not familiar with the strings and straps of the dress... if this was required to be "pretty" then Aka would rather be "plain and ugly" instead. Tryl helped the poor Viper in the end, teaching her how to properly wear it. After she was done, the Constrictor wasted no time to begin the next step.
Tryl picked up a small powder container then applied some white powder to Aka's face, further accentuating her pale skin tone. The Viper protested but Tryl hushed her and kept on going. "H-... hmpph!" She closed her mouth lest powder would go into her mouth, closing her eyes, Aka hoped this would be over soon... but some part of her mind actually liked this, being showered with attention by a fellow Dhani. This was not so bad, absolutely better than "sparring" with Senka.
After a few moments, the powdering was done and Aka opened her eyelids to find Tryl combining some kind of oil, it smelled good, but what was it exactly? "Uh... Sisster Lissle, what isss that?" She decided to ask, the tension in her voice no longer obvious.
"This is a perfume which will make your beauty bloom!"
Oh so that kind of good-smelling liquid stuffs were called "perfume", Aka liked it. Tryl then used a sprayer to sprinkle the perfume to the Viper, on her face, neck, and shoulder. It was by then Tryl noticed the flame-shaped mark on Aka's left shoulder. She found it interesting, it was fitting with the viper's fiery reputation, she thought of it as a tattoo of some kind.
Aka noticed Tryl's fascination at her mark, not good, she had to make an excuse. She couldn't tell her it was Ivak's gnosis. "Uh... eh, I uh.. painted it myssself." Aka stammered, she hoped the woman would believe her. Fortunately, she did and Tryl continued her work.
