{Kai'Lin}
The strategy meeting was going great.
"We need to—mmph—"
Kai'Lin's tactical assessment died as Mei'Lin's tongue invaded her mouth, one hand tangling in her brown-and-white hair while the other did something that made Kai'Lin's tail go rigid.
They were in their dorm room, supposedly planning Aegis Starcaller's unfortunate accident. The desk was covered in combat class schedules, training ground maps, and a diagram of human anatomy with several vital points circled in red ink. Very professional. Very assassin-like.
Except Mei'Lin had decided that sitting in Kai'Lin's lap would help her concentrate better, and now here they were.
"Sister," Kai'Lin gasped when they finally broke apart, "w-we need to focus!"
"I am focused~" Mei'Lin shifted her hips in a way that made Kai'Lin's brain temporarily forget what words were. "Focused on how tense you are. Can't plan a good murder when you're all wound up, nya~"
"That's not—we have orders—"
