"Akira would you tend to little Jax for a while? I know the two of you wouldn't mind getting to know each other a little better, and perhaps together discover more mysteries about himself." Luna directed, dropping you in the hands of the teenagers care.
"Hold on a. . .," was the only thing you could muster out speaking before covering your mouth from the stench.
Luna and Crissy both quietly proceed to exit the room, only you swear you heeded an evil hand sign from Crissy before she left last. Now left alone with only Akira, she seemed as clueless as you what to do first precisely. "Uh, so what should we do?" she asked you for suggestions. You looked back at Akira. Her face a bit hurt from your prompt expression due to her lack of hygiene.
"If my body odor an issue's? I can fix that," Akira stated, placing you down as she bent over once more, searching another pile of junk for something important. "Here it is," she remarked quickly, holding up what appeared to be a silver can of hairspray for you to see. Akira immediately shook it up as she began spraying her body over with whatever it was inside. "Darn it's empty. But, you can stop blocking your mouth now," she said, throwing the can behind her back in a pile.
You slowly lowered your hand the air still rank in her odor yet at least tolerable to this point. "What was in the can," you asked her politely, hoping whatever it might be she has more of it in reserve. Akira feet stomping shook you around on the floor as she swiftly plucked you up. Drawing you closer to her body to which instantly your nostrils were hit by a monstrous shroud of her redolence again, one twice as toxic than before.
"Hehe, Yeah I should have probably warned you about the repercussion when I use my special body spray," Akria giggled more telling you. "So basically I produced an extraordinarily potent body spray that coats me in a barrier to others from smelling my natural fragrance."
She wasn't kidding as the air around you was with filled with her vile scent with each breath you inhaled it in more deadly than the last. You coughed up a storm, chocking on it all. You were suffocating about to pass out from lack of oxygen. When you're suit kicked in covering your face with a breathing apparatus. It managed to provide you an efficient way to survive this hell though still trailing in her sweaty atmosphere.
"Funny? I calculated a high chance that due to your small size, my spray might have the opposite effect and not work. Looks like it very deadly for you to handle. I'm sorry the spray only active for twenty-four hours." she shyly tittered saying.
You rolled your eyes to her exclaim. "So what should we do in the meantime then," You asked Akria.
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