NT veRse 11 - Yeong - Social Skills (Patreon)

After the initial meeting Yeong left with Sherri, the Great Master. He found her presence to be more subtle in it's intensity compared to Dri. She carried herself with a very light cadence and rarely showed disdain throughout the short amount of time he had been watching her; even during the fight. She was unusual for a member of Murim as someone that wore bright, bubblegum colors and modern clothing. Even his Halmeoni, Kara, back home wore traditional robes. To top it off, despite being in Murim she used strange terms.
“Body language?” He brought up.

Sherri looked at him. “That's right. What about it?”

“What are you talking about? Looking at how someone is feeling?”

She smiled widely. “Your body language is stiff. You had a very doctrinal upbringing and I can tell that you've gone through some trauma recently.” She paused to touch her lips in thought with one finger. The girl leaned back.
“You are also thinking about how pretty I am.”

Yeong gulped. “You're a woman.” He offered defensively.

“Yep yep. It does seem to me like you have trouble controlling yourself around women.” She teased, spinning to walk backwards in front so that she was facing him as the two walked. She relented with a light shrug.
“But, I can tell you're getting impatient so I'll explain myself a bit.”

“Thank you.”

Sherri winked. “Body Language is pretty literal. It's something I came up with. Everyone's body speaks a language that they don't think about. The way you move in the moment can tell me what you're thinking but it's more than that. I know what you're gonna do.” She removed her headphones and placed them around Yeong's head. He was a bit surprised.

“There's no sound.” He responded. Her mouth moved but he couldn't hear her at all. He couldn't hear himself. He couldn't hear anything. It was not the sudden rush of music that he expected from the woman. She removed them, allowing the sound of the lower streets to rush back in.

“Sorry. Yeah, no sound. It's so I can really listen. When you move I can 'hear' it to some extent. When there's no sound I can really, really hear it.” She turned on her heel and walked ahead. She continued talking to Yeong over her shoulder.
“I'm kinda obsessed with how bodies move. The way they move and what they 'sound' like in certain situation. Not gonna lie...” She clicked her tongue.
“Your bodies language is actually pretty boring.”

“What?” Yeong cringed.

“You're like... A pup, so I wouldn't get too offended. It's just that you've only learned. You haven't innovated anything. That's what advancing in Murim is about more than anything. All Great Masters took their teachings and expanded on them with their own touch. I was from the Puresight School of Murim that taught perception. I'd still be pretty basic, too, if I didn't expand on their perception-based Martial Arts.” She raised a finger as if just remembering a point.
“But! I think that your idea is promising. I only came to check out what another Great Master's student looked like, but I stuck around for your proposition.”

Yeong pouted slightly at the accusation. He did not feel boring. He picked out one part of what she said.
“You look younger than me and you're already a Great Master. Maybe I'm just not as much a genius as you.”

“Pfft.” Sherri covered her mouth and waved her hand dismissively.
“It's okay, pup. I'm waaaay older than you. I thought you would've known because of your Master back home.”

“I know she's very old because of some other circumstances...”

“Soma is the physical form. Some call it a simple projection of the Core into reality, but the fact is, reaching a certain level in Soma will allow even a human like me to live hundreds of years. You could too if you breakthrough.” She stated optimistically.

“What if it takes too long and I'm already old by then?”

“I was an old woman when I made my last breakthrough. My body burned through all of the impurities and weakness it had accumulated over the years. My cute butt and tits tightened, on top of it all.” She stuck her tongue out cheekily.
“More importantly, I became like my younger self. So, don't give up just because you're getting old.”

It was somewhat heartening. “Thank you.” Yeong bowed.  When he lifted his head Yeong saw a short, fat older man approaching Sherri. He was balding on top and his skin was faintly tanned. His chin had light, dirty stubble and he wore a colorful shirt with shorts and sandals. By Yeong's estimation he had no training whatsoever. He wondered if it was a cat caller about to hit a string of bad luck. She turned to face him.

“Sherri, who's this dweeb?” The old man grunted, pointing to Yeong with his fat thumb.

She smiled accommodatingly. “Just some work related stuff, honey!” The woman offered sweetly. Yeong blinked, wondering if the man was some hidden Master. He was regarding her very rudely for a normal, uninteresting human.
“One of my colleagues made a special request.”

“Is that it?” The man rubbed his chin.
“I guess that's alright. But I may need you checking in with me, or getting chaperoned by me a bit more often.” He punctuated his sentence by reeling his hand back to bring it down hard on her perky rear. She gasped, back arching. Sherri hopped a few times giddily and embraced his fat body.

“Nothing to worry about, honey! His body language is pretty boring so far, unlike yours.”

The man rolled his eyes. “Mal's sake. I told you to cut it with the new-age bullshit around me, girl.” He scolded her like she was his junior. He may have perceived her as such. Yeong was more amazed that she was going along with it. He scrutinized the man harshly but could still not find anything about him that would allow him to act in such a way.  He turned to Yeong and shoved Sherri off of him crudely, only to then drape his arm around her back and pull her into his side. He offered his other hand.
“Guess you're working with my Sherri on whatever the fuck pointless shit it is she pretends is important. I'm Max. Don't try anything or I'll take you round back.” He warned. Yeong did not feel threatened. He felt no ability from the man to carry out his threat, but Max certainly was confident about it.

“Sure. Yeah. I have no intentions.”

“That's 'sir'. You're still a young guy so show some respect to people with more experience.” Max chuckled and wheezed lightly.

“Right... I have no intentions like that, 'sir.'” Yeong offered politely. He looked to the Great Master. She was still looking at him distractedly. He figured that he was still not completely sure where he stood with her, so he should behave. He could not discount the possibility that it was a test.

“Good.”

“Max is starting his own business.” Sherri stated as a fact while leaning on him and swooning. His hand was pawing all over her ass in the tight pants she was wearing.

“Oh?”

Max held up his phone to an illicit video of Sherri riding a dark, thick cock that was probably his. He seemed like the 'hands-on' type. She was riding reverse cowgirl and filling the room with the sounds of high-pitched moans to the point that they were peaking the bad microphone on the camera. He was surprised to see her naked body so soon. Her perky tits bouncing as the cock disappeared very rapidly into her cunt and out. Yeong noted he was not wearing a condom.

“That's, uh...” Yeong was speechless.

Sherri offered excitedly. “That camera thing you do, what is it?”

“I put it on a tripod.” Max said proudly, puffing his chest out.

“A tripod!” She repeated, clapping her hands.
“Isn't that amazing?”

“It really is.” Yeong spoke through his teeth. He was more referring to how amazing their relationship was. He still had no clue what Max added, aside from his admittedly impressive dick.

“So, Yeong. You wanna learn more about 'Body Language?'” Sherri asked.

“That is why I asked my Halmeoni to put a good word in. Wasn't sure what I was getting myself into.” He looked to Max as he spoke.
“But I'm still in.”

“Great! Max, can he come up to my apartment?” She asked, looking up with puppydog eyes.

“Sure, sure. But don't get lazy just 'cause you got a friend over.” He warned.

“I wont.” She said happily.


* *

Yeong sat awkwardly across from Max. “Get me a drink.” He ordered, giving her rear a tap. Every time she had tried to sit down he hit her with something else. She stripped down significantly inside of her Mid-rise place. She wore an apron over her tight blue shirt and slipped into some more comfortable shorts.

“What would you like!” She shouted from her small kitchen.

“Use your fucking brain and think about it!” He shouted back. Yeong could hear a grunt of confirmation from Sherri. Max looked at Yeong and rolled his eyes.
“Honestly, this bitch is the worst. So clingy. If her pussy wasn't tight I'd drop her.” He bragged.

“What was that?” Sherri asked, handing Max a can of beer in a cozy.

“Was saying your little pussy is the only thing of value on your whole body. Maybe your little asshole is a short second followed by your mouth when you aren't using it to spew some bullshit.” He spat with absolutely no shame.

Yeong's jaw dropped. Sherri, in line with how she had acted the whole time, merely smiled. Her cheeks flushed bright pink. Max smirked.
“That look means she wants to make a video.” He announced with a wink aimed at Yeong.
“Gonna go out for a quick smoke.” He stood up abruptly and left for the balcony.

The moment he was out of earshot Sherri gasped and held her hand over her heart. “Isn't he amazing?”

“What- what do you want me to say?” Yeong uttered in confusion.

She chuckled and sat down across from him. “Yeah, I know. Weird. Great Master. Average guy. It doesn't make sense, right? When you train in Body Language, though, you see things differently. Look at him.” she pointed at him through the closed screen door. He looked completely vulnerable.
“Does he have any openings?”

“Yes.” Yeong offered frankly.

“From my perspective, he doesn't. There's no chance of me defeating him. He's too persistent. Too stupid. Too uncoordinated. Too confident. There is NOTHING I can do.” She explained in an aroused tone, practically grinding her thighs together where she stood in apparent heat. Sherri leaned back and reminisced.
“I met him outside a club. He failed to get in.”

“Of course...”

“Body Language... My art. It's a dangerous one. You see things in people that you sometimes don't want to. It's scary but you also know it's right. Do you want that?”

“Kind of, if it helps me beat someone like Dri the way you did.”

“Mm.” Sherri nodded sagely.
“You'll have to learn some to better unlock what you want to out of her abilities.”

“Does it mean I'll be defenseless against a guy like that? If so, maybe not.”

Sherri shrugged. “Not necessarily. I'm defenseless against him because I'm a woman. I think most would but I'm especially in love with it... The simple way about him. I can see it on a different level with my skill.” She finished gushing as the screen door slammed shut.

“Alright. I'm good to go. Time for your little friend to leave.” Max ordered.
“Where's my ash-tray, by the way?”

“Right here, honey.” Sherri leaned forward and stuck her tongue out while looking up at him with dreamy, wistful eyes. The man, without hesitation, pushed the butt down onto her wet tongue to put it out. He gave her a pat on the head as he took the extinguished butt and flicked it onto the coffee table for her to clean up later.  
“You should go.” Sherri advised with her tongue still out, covered in ash.

“Yeah. If he wants to watch you get piped he can go check out my channel and subscribe.” He was unbuckling. They did not have to ask Yeong twice.

* *

When Yeong returned to the warehouse Kai was waiting for him outside. “Hey hey.” The Fox looked guilty. Her hands were folded behind her back and her tail was sticking straight up. Her ears were folded down.

“What's up?”

“Old friend from MGS got back in contact. We got to talking and he said he was interested in running as a Jobber.”

“Okay. What's he do?” Yeong asked, trying to step around her. She stepped in his way with each attempt.

“You know how we need someone to negotiate for us? Handle social situations?”

Yeong sighed. It seemed like a worthless position but the reality was, Janna was too high profile and Kara was anti-social and both were bratty women, so he did not know how far he could trust them to get something done without also getting kidnapped or raped. Lacy was just... Lacy.
“Thought that was Joseph?”

“Janna cut him off after the mob job, remember?”

“Right.” Yeong held his head in his hand.
“How could I forget.”

“We've been getting jobs through online notices but I think we're getting run through the ringer. Most teams have someone that goes into talks and handles stuff like that.” She smiled weakly.

“Sounds reasonable.” Yeong admitted.

“So I brought him here.”

“Without approval?” He sighed.
“You're supposed to be the paranoid one.”

“I checked him already! And... Oh damn. You're already a bit annoyed at just that.” She said nervously.

“What else is there?” Yeong pushed past her into the room. Sitting, getting handed a cup of coffee from Lacie was a tall, somewhat fat green orc with a bald head and glasses. He looked dressed for an office environment with large slacks and a button-up shirt. Yeong thought about it again and it looked more like he was done up for an interview. Yeong was stunned. The orc smiled and offered a loose, nervous wave.

“Yo. I'm Sebek. Kai's friend from MGS. Heard you needed someone to handle uh... Social situations.”

Yeong backed out and closed the door before responding. He turned back to Kai. “An Orc? How is THAT going to be our 'social guy?'”

“He said he could do it!” She whisper-shouted to try and exclaim her point without raising her voice enough to be heard.

“If we're just going for people that might, possibly be able to do it then I have options too...” Yeong claimed. He could offer up something completely ridiculous out of spite, like Max. A man that would be like the Orc in terms of viability, as far as he was concerned. Then there was Lad. The boy did not seem at all to be a stable choice, nor willing to work. Other than that, he did have the option to trust Kai and give Sebek a shot.