Piece #02: Fuck Prolix
Song of Influence: None
Theme: The War of the Verbals

Katt walked into the house without ringing the doorbell or knocking on the door itself. Instantly, she inquired:

"May I perhaps partake of a beverage within the refrigerator consisting of water which is bottled within a recpetacle molded of plastic, preferably if the water is chilled beforehand?"

Ryu turned his head in Katt's direction, noting the tight white t-shirt and FFX-Tidus-style-uneven-pants fabricated from black denim that she was wearing.

"Certainly, and while you're performing this task would you be adverse to gathering for me another beverage consisting mainly of carbonated water, high-fructose corn syrup, caramel colors, and phosphoric acid, which is concealed within a red aluminum can?"

Several similar red aluminum cans were littered around the nearby table.

Katt flashed Ryu an award-winning smile, and pranced toward the machine that used chloro-flouro-carbons to maintain solid and liquid foods at a cool temperature. She extracted the two beverages, which were both consumed by their respective consumers at record time.

"Katt, with your permission, I would like to shred the flimsy white t-shirt off of your voluptuous, brasierre-less chest and caress your firm breasts, and at the same time slip my hands into your self-designed pants (which I will remove with skill and ease later), defty working my fingers down your black undergarments, after which I will brush them gently between your thighs, watching you bite your lip, close your eyes and scream as I work you into a climax of sexual release."

Katt looked Ryu in the eye, and gave him a half-smile. Then, she proceeded to extend the claws on her hands and feet. Within a blur of motion, Katt had succeeded in scratching and beating Ryu into submission, wherein she pulled off her shirt and grasped her own firm breasts in a rather seductive manner, leaning down close to Ryu's beaten body.

"May the dog's colon be familiar with the warmth of your breath." Katt said, stroking Ryu's chin and then giving him a solid kick in his unprotected groinal area.

Katt raided the refirgerator for another beverage of water within a plastic bottle, and then blew the prone Ryu kiss, leaving the house.

Ryu lay there, dumbfounded, and then proceeded to shake his head and chuckle in dismay.

"Fuck prolix."

It was approximately 1:00 AM at the time.