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A game melts into many, with sweet victories, harsh defeats, and close calls on both sides. Their drink of choice drains slowly as the two continue their competition. With each game, whether she wins or loses, Uma's courage increases, liquid or not. After a few rounds, she is poking and nudging her opponent. After another, she asks. "Is it hot in here?" and casually unzips her dress. With another, she drops it to the floor and gets down on Star's level of dress.

Star is equally intoxicated, an slips off of the track at the last minute on an emulated game of kart racing. She drops her controller and whinnies in frustration, leading Uma to just tip over, falling onto her lap, and bursting out in laughter.

"Whoa there!" Star says, picking up the empty bottle. "You sure you're makin' the right decisions? We're both pretty fuckin' drunk."

"Please!" Uma says, pushing herself up, scooting over to sit on the horse's lap. She rubs the woman's shoulders, narrowing her gaze. "I haven't had this much fun in forever, and I didn't even have to sodomize a cat to do it."

"Hahaha, what?"

"Jusss... a story a friend told me, 'bout this place. Made me a little nervous, but... You guys are alright!"

Star moves her hands to Uma's hips. "Yeah, it's why I joined, and if you did, maybe you'd have as much fun every day?"

"Mmm... is nice to be able to let loose... bu~ut...!" she says, trailing off that last word.

"But...?" Star replies, her hands moving down off her sides to Uma's hips towards her rump.

Uma's hands reach Star's wrists and pulls her away. Not wanting to go beyond her comfort zone, Star lets her manipulate her for the time being. "But, I came here to get myself a taste of that forbidden fruit--to savor the sweet pain of..." and she leans in towards Star's ear, the warm breath making the appendage flicker. "Doloooor"

Star snorts, closing her eyes. "Can't let you have that if you aren't a member. A taste is all an outsider gets."

"Sometimes, a taste is enough," Uma says, and she pulls herself away.

Star's hands move to grab her, but she pulls herself back, sitting on the couch, staring up at the undressed rat.

"Look at me," Uma says, her hands out wide. "I kicked your ass in a children's video game, and I'm queen of my own little world. No one will mess with me and its all because I rock."

"You sure do," Star says, pushing herself up, her taller, stronger frame now comparing directly to Uma's. "But, you're still not one of us."

Uma giggles. "You could teach Arya what it means to be a serpent, you know that?"

Star smirks, her hand moving up to brush over the rat girl's cheeks. "Now you're just being racist."

"Oh please... this place is where we all go to have stereotypes played out. I'm gonna be so... so sneaky and underhanded."

"Would it upset you if I said I'd like you better being cute?" she says, her finger swishing over the rat's whiskers.

Uma hiccups and turns around, her tail hooking around the horse's body, urging her forward. Star does as she's prompted. Uma's hand moves up, petting along that long cheek and muzzle. "Mmm, I think I like being a tease..." she says. The whole world just wants to tease information out of me. Maybe I can tease it right back."

"Nothing wrong with that," Star says, whispering into her ear. "But you still haven't told me 'no' yet."

Uma gasps and turns around. "Ah, you should be waiting for a "yes" instead of dreading a "no!" What kind of establishment is this place?"

"You know very well. Your friend told you so," Star says, and they are at the wall, Uma backed up to it as she looks at the equine eyes of her new friend. "And you wouldn't have come in this room, unless you knew what you were after."

Uma's heart races as she looks for some meaning in those booze-shaded eyes, but she just takes a deep breath and says "Maybe, maybe I came in here because I only know what I don't want?"

"And what is that?"

"I don't want to hide. I don't want to be alone. I don't want my hard work being used for some... some political gain and global conspiracy."

"All noble causes, I'm sure, But, you still haven't told me what you really want!"

Uma flashes back to the conversation she had with Arya, when they discovered their shared interests, when they just relaxed, when Arya opened up to her and offered her help from here. "I want help... help to make my life what it needs to be to get back to where I want to go."

"Vague," Star snorts. "You need to do better than that."

Uma's hands move around the horse's waist, pressing to her lower back. "Okay, then" she says, pulling herself up closer so that fur and hide come together. "Then, let's put it this way, shall we? I want to take control of my life, and I want to help people, and I want to keep having all sorts of fun with a hottie like yourself, who can look at me and not see a stupid nerd."

Star laughs at that, giving Uma a quick lick on her cheek. "Hottie, huh? Well, that can certainly be arranged. Shall I take that as your formal request of membership then?"

Narrowing her eyes, Uma opens her mouth, mere centimeters from the horse's. When Star leans in to connect the kiss, she reaches her hand up, pressing a finger to her mouth, and whispers. "I think you promised me more of that 'Dolor."