She listened attentively, it was kind of weird to hear her talk about her "other self", she had forgotten about it for a second. Mako grabbed hold of the girl's arm and pulled her away from the drawers. " Don't worry about my clothing! I'll fix it later, I want to learn more about you, and your likes and dislikes, I don't want to do something you dislike and end up upsetting you. . .Also, tell me more about your other selves."

"Well... a year ago... we were sort of raped by what I could only call a monster... kind of the same time we sort of split into two separate minds... I'm the sensual open shy fearful girl and she's the closed rash brave girl... We both like horror novels, art and cooking though for different reasons... she's pretty uncomfortable about her sexuality and around stripping in front of others, and nudity... we're kind of computer geeks too sometimes... oh and one last thing..."
She paused a cheshire smile crossing her face.
"though she'll never admit it, we're both bisexual."

Mako watched the girl's lovely face while listening. Catching a couple of horrible words like, rape and monster. " Oh my! Raped by a monster, I bet that was real bad for you. . ." She looked away for a moment, trying to understand everything like. . .How she could possibly have another self, and such, but waived it off and smiled at her. " Bisexual? Meaning, you both like girls and guys?" She knew the meaning of the word, but, the words just flowed out of her mouth. " I've only been with one boy, and. . .He was my recent boyfriend, with the one I broke up with."

Certainly hate when she talks bout me like that... Like she's some sort of angel... nymphomanic she like is... Hmph, Yeah she's a nympho, if she could fuck every pretty face she saw i'm sure she would... So nice ta meet ya... i'm tha 'little thief' I'm sure she mentioned me."
Her voice was obviously toned differently and her expression changed more of a sly intellect than a kind one.
"Though a do have a nice name and a damned pretty face... oh and yer panties 're showin."

Mako's eyes widened and she moved back, her head tilted to the side. " Karissa? " She looked down in and looked up at the girl, now a stranger. " My panties aren't showing! She snapped at her, but her hands were on her lap in a covering motion. What happened to Karissa, is it possible for someone to change so quickly?! She thought, watching the stranger who really wasn't silently.

This half of Karissa snickered lightly at mako with a playful smile attached to it.
"Heh, If yer panties weren't showing why'd ya cover up? you know what, Oh and yeah she doesn't really care bout gender, also I'm a bit sorry fer yer loss, but that's life right... and by the way since I saw yers..."
She smirked slightly reaching to her side and letting her skirt fall to the ground showing her shorts which appeared to be stitched together strips of material. she pulled the waistband down slightly and showed mako her panties.
"Only fair right? And yep we both use the same name, do you find that strange?"
She took a deep breath before stopping then shivering slightly.and looking down at her blouse slipping on the book that neither of the girls had bothered to pick up she took a minute to regain her composure.
"Hmmm... I suppose she decided to say hello... I'm sorry is she said anything to upset you..."
She pushed herself up to her knees before realizing that her shorts had been pulled low enough for mako to see her panties and quickly pulled them back up in a panic.
"I guess she's not as shy as she used to be..."
She squeaked her face beet red now.

Mako watched the girl, amused at how quickly everything changed and at how different they both were. " I-I don't want to see anything at all!" She turned away and covered her eyes, really not seeing nothing. When she heard Karissa's voice, she turned slightly and carefully, maybe she was tricking her, the other self. " Is it really you. . now?" She asked, looking at Karissa as she pulled her shorts in panic. "It's okay, I didn't really see anything . . .

"Thanks.."
She sighed with relief before standing her shorts had ridden up slightly and her lightly scarred thighs showed she brushed a bit of hair out of her face and the scar on her forehead became more obvious. her hair bushed her shin slightly before she lifted it to examine.
"Hmm, still perfect."
The moans became slightly louder from the other room karissa's eyes became a bit watery.
"Don't they ever stop..."
She said weakly her voice obviously fearful now.

Mako watched the girl's legs, and then her face as she brushed the hair away from her face Mako could clearly see the scars. She moved closer trying to take a good look, but trying not to seem too bold. " Try not to listen, here. . Let's keep on talking, okay?" She smiled, and made a gesture so Karissa could sit. Mako's finger lightly ran over the scar on her face. " These don't hurt anymore, right? Concentrate about something else, don't listen to them, 'kay?" She was trying her best to calm Karissa, not wanting her to cry, but obviously the sounds were bothering her very much.

she nodded weakly before answering.
"sometimes they sting a little, but... they're usually fine."
a stray tear escaped her eyes she took a deep breath. looking to Mako a bit oddly.
"A memory of the attack... never had a boy friend... or a girlfriend for that matter... just a monster..."
She said trying to explain her reaction to the sounds.
"Hard to ignore the damned springs..."
She stood and walked behind her changing screen and began to strip changing into her usual siken night clothes. the shadow was quite the provocative image as she shed every stitch of her clothes only to change her panties and bra then put the thin silken garments over them when she stepped out she held a can of iced tea she took a quick drink.
"Have to keep my head... a little drink and a comfortable outfit should help..."

Mako looked at the girl as the stray tear ran down her cheek. "Don't cry!" She said quickly, but the girl was already moving towards the chanching screen. Mako watched her silently, she was already comfortable with her shorts and tank top. Suddenly she drifted off for a couple of seconds and imagined the screen not being there, bt she waved those images. She had never wanted to see a girl naked before. . What was it now?!" They'll have to stop some day. . Unless they're not humans, they wouldn't do it for a long time." She blushed some and looked away, shameful of her own mind seeing almost dirty things about this nice girl when she really shouldnt have. . .

she shook her head slightly with a bit of a sigh.
"I've heard them go at it for hours before... sometimes i wonder if they really are human... you know I'm probably the only girl on earth who sleeps in a bra."
She attempted to change the conversation slightly stretching more muscles as she sat next to mako crossing her ankles.
"Never did understand how some girls sleep naked..."

Mako looked at her quickly, her eyes widening. " Y-you're not the only one! I sleep with pijamas, and my bra and everything, all the time! Back home even." She said quickly, nodding her head lightly. The sounds next door were just starting to give her a headache. " I would probably moan as loud as they if I had a boyfriend here with me, just to make them mad i would scream to the top of my lungs!" She added, crossing her arms tightly and frowning. " I'm starting to get a headache though. . ."

The moment mako mentioned her headache the sounds seemed to stop. Karissa blinked a few times and sighed slightly.
"I wish they'd stop when I said they were loud... heh... want some aspirin or something?"
She asked stroking her own impressive hair with her free hand.
"So... you sleep in a bra too huh, heh that's an odd coincidence isn't it, hey any reason you keep your hair that short?"

Mako blinked, the sounds stopped and she smiled sighing heavily in relief. She was rather lucky now. . . Bof! I know they heard me. . .Or felt my vibes." She chuckled lightly, and crossed her legs indian-style. " My hair? No reason, in the summer it's easier to manage and. . .Also, in the private school i used to go I was bullied and my hair was the first thing that they all went for." She smiled lightly "Doesn't look nice though?" She chuckled lightly, turning her head and running her small pale hands through her hair.