Arcane Jungle, Part Fourteen

{Akari}

[Well... Nothing says 'important meeting' like a bunch of wet hot people in swimsuits.]

The Grand Arcane's main ballroom is basically what would happen if you gave a magical interior designer unlimited budget and told them to go absolutely feral. Crystal chandeliers that float and rearrange themselves depending on the room's "energy." Marble floors with spell circles that pulse in time with everyone's magical signatures. 

It's all pretty high-end stuff. 

Plus, they've set up these floating platforms as makeshift bleachers, which is cool as fuck until you realize you're basically putting a bunch of half-naked, soaking-wet students on expensive-looking cushions. 

[Heh, maybe we should have gone in the pool *after* this little meeting.] 

"Scoot," I tell Haruka, who's sprawled across an entire row like it's her personal couch. She's still got Nao trapped next to her, the tiger girl trying real hard to look anywhere but at Haruka's tits.