I’ve never seen the series this character is a part of but I looked her up for reference and hope I hit the tone of what you’re looking for! – Admin Jade
Riko looked over her 9 millimeter one last time, the shine of its metal glimmering even in the slightly muted light of the room. A quick flick of her wrist produced the satisfying click of its magazine settling into place. Holstering the weapon, she took one last glance in the mirror, frowning at the reflection behind her own.
“I wish for once you’d go into a job without relying on your tits,” she grumbled as Momoi zipped up her leather jacket to just under her massive chest, the cinching making them appear even larger.
“And I wish you’d just admit you were jealous of my winning assets,” quipped back the pink haired woman, pursing her lips to apply red lipstick. Capping the tube she turned her head in the direction of her partner. “Besides, have I ever failed at getting us into where we need to be? I’m the beauty and you’re the muscle, though,” she trailed a critical eye over the svelt female before her, “you could stand to put on a little more weight.”
Riko groused, “What do you mean the muscle? I’m the brains of this operation!”
“Oh sweetie,” Momoi giggled, patting her head, “it’s cute you actually believe that.”
Riko smacked away her hand, grumbling to herself as she strode across the room to grab her own jacket and helmet. “You ready or what?” she snapped, not bothering to wait for a reply.
Momoi, taking one last moment to secure her trusty blade in its thigh holster, scampered to catch up, reaching Riko and her bike just as she settled upon its seat. When she was stable, Momoi climbed aboard behind her, nestling close to her back.
“And do you have to press them against me?! I’m not Aomine you know!”
“As if I’d do that to Dai-chan!” Momoi protested.
“You do it to everybody!”
Momoi complied, sliding back ever so slightly, allowing Riko a bit of breathing room. The brown hair fired up the engine, revving it a few times for good measure before taking off in a burst of speed towards the highway. As they made their way towards the city, she asked through the two way radio wired in their helmets, “So what’re we after this time anyway?”
“Ruby necklace, worth a fortune,” Momoi replied.
“And who’s the schmuck we’re takin’ it from?”
“Akashi Seijurooo!” Momoi squealed as Riko almost lost control of the bike in her shock.
She skidded to a halt, pulling to the side of the road and flipped up her visor. “Are you fucking crazy?!” she shouted over the din of the traffic racing by.
“What? We got a good price for the job. Plus, Sei-chan knows me! It’ll be a cinch to get in! You’ll see!”
“See, what you failed to mention is it would be impossible to get out!” Riko snapped, taking a deep breath before standing from her cover to fire two shots at their pursuers.
Momoi crouched next to her, chest heaving. “Still, you gotta admit it’s been a while since we had any real excitement!” Using her compact, she eyed their enemy from a safer vantage. “Two to the right, go in three…two….one!”
Riko stood again, firing perfect shots catching both guards in their shoulders. “Of all the stupid, hairbrained, cockamamie ideas,” she mumbled snapping in a new round of ammo. “If we make it out of here alive,” she sighed, “I’m never letting you pick a job again.”
Momoi just shrugged, her lilting giggle making Riko’s temple pulse until she heard again, “Now the left! Three…two…one…”
It was going to be a long night.
Could you write badass!Riko x femme fatale!Momoi (like Mine Fujiko) involving motorcycle, handguns, and spying thing, all that sexy stuff, I’ve been wanting to read this kind of scenario forever!!
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