Looking for the Captain? [Meninas, Sol]

They seemed simple rules, Meni felt a little weird getting on the floor for this but she wasn't going to complain. She didn't need to think too hard about it. Just wrap her leg around his and hoop her arm in his, the pink-haired officer's eyes fixed on the ceiling. She was well aware that she'd probably lose, it was a good thing they didn't have a wager on it like the arm wrestle, huh?

Unlike Sol who tried to hold out in the arm wrestle, Meni didn't have a lot of resistance. It was much the same as the arm wrestle, if she couldn't beat him from the beginning it would've been clear and so there was not much that she could do as her leg was pulled down behind her and her ass was pointed towards the ceiling. A mild amount of wiggling in her position to try and get out of this lock which only caused her to accidently roll back entirely until she was sitting on her legs and palming her hand through her hair.

"Hnngh. That was rough."

She whined, not oblivious to the fact her little roll did nothing to help her chest being a small error away from a wardrobe malfunction but also making no effort to correct that.

"Congradulations, you won I suppose. Do you want to arm wrestle again?"

Now that was something she was good at, or maybe she just said it to reaffirm to the guy not to get cocky.

Meni stared at him from the position, looking up at his hasty attempt to stand up. How peculiar, it wasn't even that sneaky in his pathetic attempt to hide the fact that he did not want her to see. In fact she just gave a smug expression while looking blankly in front of her. Hand reaching to grab on the desk edge and heave herself up.

"I"m okay. Are you?"

A joke, a poke or just a simple question to parrot his own. There wasn't any kind of thing that might hint that she saw except her expression on the ground but it was also plainly obvious. His arousal didn't get any kind of reaction out of her, it was just the way it was.

"Alright, what now?"

"That doesn't sound as fun when it will probably end with you being overpowered, and things might get broken. This desk is already dead."

She explained, yes, giving it a bit of anthropomorphism and suggesting that it was in fact, alive prior to their arm wrestle. Meni looked at him expectantly, noticing that he did like very hands on, destructive games. He was quite boistrous, no? A not particularly surprising thing if she said so herself, he already was seemingly infatuated with her body and wanting to procreate. Normal people were just so weird, huh?

"You seem to like breaking things."

Well, it wasn't the most exciting. It was after all, one of the games she had in her mind when this endeavour started and she was looking for more excitement. Maybe she was expecting just a tad too much, he did put in an impressive amount of dedication and she couldn't admit she understood to what ends he did this back and forth. She was certain that he was simply trying to warm her up for more unbecoming intentions but he was doing what she wanted so she didn't mind.

"No. You can decide the bets, I suppose. If they're reasonable."

She felt obliged to stipulate that, as long as Sol didn't try and get her to exert captain authority that she didn't have. That was unreasonable.

"I'm not really a good teacher... people don't really understand what I mean, I think they're kind of stupid."

She was a little blunt with him, it wasn't like she was singling him out though so he shouldn't feel bad or anything. Meni's expression looked unimpressed at the stakes of taking a student. What would that even boil down to? So much work too. Well, he did want to be taught by a captain so she could direct him to Gamu if she lost when he came to collect.

"Alright."

That seemed a lot better now that she thought about it.

Her hand came out and she began to chant along, hand working until she settled on rock.