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The Land of Forever Fall
SINIB:
Thorra
The nude giantish woman rolled over onto her belly like a cat, kicking her legs into the air and resting her chin against balled fists. Electricity crackled through her messy blond hair, unkempt yet perpetually untangled. Even in such a lazy and childish position, she was absolutely stunningly gorgeous.
"Mmhhh? Can't I just wear what I always do? I hate dressing up in those uncomfortable and constraining wrappings when I can avoid it. This body's just a puppet, anyway. Who would want to put a hammer in a dress? It'd be so weird..."
Bern:
--- Quote from: Aiden on September 16, 2021, 02:34:50 AM ---Sage
"It does not interfere with my efforts." But, seeing that Valerie had quickly lost interest in Sage the false feline took that opportunity to slip silently away to elsewhere. "Although associating further with you may make up the difference!" Well, almost silently.
Valerie's rebuttal would be inevitably drowned out by the sound of the revelers beginning to draw their weapons in concert. But Aerin herself, holding a hand to her chest and scowling in dismay, suddenly raised her hands up high. "Wait! Please, hold." She had placed herself between Valerie and the others - the ones who weren't aiming at the vampire from behind - and turned her pretty young head back and forth to look at them all. "Should we not... wouldn't it be better to take this outside?"
That brought the outraged elves up short. Aerin looked to Valerie herself and asked, "What say you?"
--- End quote ---
Valerie
"You are right...."
The continuation of her sentence was as swift as she was brutal, because just as Aerin had turned around to face her, the Vampire King's foot met her face and launched her through the nearest window.
"And that is why you go first. Now, who would like to go next?" She addressed the crowd of Elves with a jovial tone as if she hadn't just kicked someone out through the window. "If you would be so kind to come all once I would greatly appreciate it. I do so hope at least one of you is worthy of my time."
She couldn't wait to sink her fangs into some prime elven meat. Ah the nostalgia. She oh so hoped some brave warrior would step up and try to put her in her place, those truly were the fun ones. Idril had been like that before she claimed her.
YOLF:
Folainluc
Making his way down, past when he could no longer hear the muffled voices of the two, the hopping vitality in Folainluc's steps died down quietly. He looked forward as he went and held his jaw in thought. Playing it off with his usual temperament or not, the knight could not imagine what manner of woman, charming and impressive in figure as she was, could have commanded this intimacy from princess Lirazel so quickly. He was truly curious... curious and worried. From the brief report he listened to, it wasn't just one stranger who had aided their numbers at the walls, rather two companions, and the other was of a rather unique mien as well, but did not seem to be anywhere he could find right now.
Ah, but he shouldn't jump to conclusions, that was unsavory. "I will go prepare some beverages and treats so we can have a good, long discussion in the common room," he said, eyebrows curling contently, and followed with a chuckle. "Hopefully, they will be presentable by the time I come back."
SINIB:
--- Quote from: Bern on September 17, 2021, 12:00:12 AM ---Valerie
"You are right...."
The continuation of her sentence was as swift as she was brutal, because just as Aerin had turned around to face her, the Vampire King's foot met her face and launched her through the nearest window.
"And that is why you go first. Now, who would like to go next?" She addressed the crowd of Elves with a jovial tone as if she hadn't just kicked someone out through the window. "If you would be so kind to come all once I would greatly appreciate it. I do so hope at least one of you is worthy of my time."
She couldn't wait to sink her fangs into some prime elven meat. Ah the nostalgia. She oh so hoped some brave warrior would step up and try to put her in her place, those truly were the fun ones. Idril had been like that before she claimed her.
--- End quote ---
Sakura Edelfeldt
When Aerin was thrown through the window, Sakura was bent over, wearing nothing more than a bra and a skirt, panties down to her knees still containing a beastly length. Idril sat across from her on the large bed. She stopped, and then looked behind her for a moment. Then, she sighed. "Haah. She just has absolutely no chill, does she?" Sakura asked, shaking her head at Idril. "I'll bet that she did something exactly like this last time she came here, too."
Aiden:
--- Quote from: SINIB on September 16, 2021, 06:15:10 PM ---Thorra
The nude giantish woman rolled over onto her belly like a cat, kicking her legs into the air and resting her chin against balled fists. Electricity crackled through her messy blond hair, unkempt yet perpetually untangled. Even in such a lazy and childish position, she was absolutely stunningly gorgeous.
"Mmhhh? Can't I just wear what I always do? I hate dressing up in those uncomfortable and constraining wrappings when I can avoid it. This body's just a puppet, anyway. Who would want to put a hammer in a dress? It'd be so weird..."
--- End quote ---
Lirazel
Lirazel shook her head even as her flush grew brighter. "It is very important that nobody can so freely see you except m- ah, that is to say only in the appropriate circumstances." The princess carefully moved about, taking in the hammer and her aforementioned puppet body in the corner of her vision always, and made as if to do something with the covering they had availed themselves of previously. Somewhere along the way she acquired a needle. "You may consider that form to be but a shell, but it is still a part of you others will sing of in praise! I will have them do so for the right reasons."
Speaking of singing, she began to move her needle about through the fabric whilst flitting about the room, collecting bits and pieces of material and widgets as she went along. Her voice began to hum out from within her throat, filling Thorra's ears and causing the linens to begin changing before her eyes. It was a waltz of weaving held before the weapon's eyes alone.
It would be impossible to track time were it not for the passage of the sun's light through the finely colored glass. It was a sight that ended only with Lirazel's dance coming to an end by Thorra's side, and a finished product being dropped upon her head with a triumphant "Hmmph!"
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