Cross Effects 3.0 - October 21, 2015—June 23, 2016

[Aiden]

Gadreel

Would not currency facilitate acquiring what they desire just as well? It feels like a rather arbitrary standard for compensation if they insist otherwise.

As one of the Grigori he, admittedly, could not speak with intimate knowledge of the inner workings of the minds of magicians. Still... no, Gadreel had to catch himself there. He could not solve the problems of everyone around him. It would stifle the very potential he admired in the human species if he were to resolve all hardship for them.

He shook his head. "In the end, possessions only mean so much. Your hospitality is more than sufficient. Also, have you considered this scent...?"

On to something he could do something about - such as determining if this particular brand of shampoo went well with his companion's hair.

[Panda]

Michael

While the immortal had followed the athletic woman along for a bit, he slowed his pace when he realized she'd lost her quarry amidst the crowd. As he followed along, a flicker of movement out of the ordinary caught his eye for a moment, an odd looking girl bursting from the crowd to hug the blonde a moment afterwards.

Reflexively, Michael found himself slowing down, his gaze zeroing in on the girl and putting the distractions around them out of his mind. As innocuous as it seemed, there was something about the girl that was...off.

While the immortal couldn't exactly say he was the most social person he knew without being a stone-faced liar, over the years he had picked up something of a knack for reading people, at least to a degree. Perhaps it was a product of his ability to read his opponent's next move without fail, but he could usually get some idea about a person from their body language. While the cute girl who'd come out of nowhere to hug the blonde seemed innocent enough, there was still something that put the immortal on his guard. Something he couldn't identify, perhaps some lingering hint of paranoia towards someone who came out of nowhere like that, but it was enough...

Michael spared a glance down at his hand as he registered the familiar weight of the stick concealed in his palm, the voices whispering of destruction and ruin to him for all of a moment before he shut it off.

Honestly, this thing is starting to be quite the pain.

Heaving an exasperated sigh, Michael did what he could to at least appear to relax once more, making his way over with a bemused smile on his face.

"Making new friends already?" the immortal mused, "An admirable quality, if nothing else."

[Aiden]

Oren

The Fae was beginning to realise she was in quite a pickle. She had lost her little hero, had only found her hide, the taste of the thief who had stolen it still lingered in her mouth, and worst of all she was out of berries. Again. This was starting to get worrying.

She tightened the blood-smeared hide around her waist before making her way into the crowds of the city. The chilled concrete was cold against her bare skin and the pelt didn't do much to insulate her from the chill, but the Fae didn't really mind. The looks of embarrassment that bloomed on the faces of the people around her more than made up for it. People were always a bit more honest with some red on their cheeks.

But soon Oren found her prey. A cute, fit blonde who looked rather lost. Really, the abundance of cute girls in the city had left the Fae quite impressed. Whatever was pulling people here certainly had good taste when it counted.

With all the grace of a predator the whimsical girl lurked in the crowd. Then, when the blonde had her back turned, Oren burst forward and weaved through the crowd like a falling leaf before making her leap. With a cat's grace she landed right behind the taller woman and wrapped her arms around the toned body in a hug. A hug that grew tighter as she realised how warm this girl was and how cold she was. With an almost blissful expression she rubbed her face against the stranger in an attempt to absorb some more heat. Then she realised what she was supposed to be doing.

"Hi! You look pretty lost. I'm Oren and I'm very cold, and you're really warm. Can I stay like this for a bit? If you do, I'll do you a favor and I'll even give you something nice." But what she was supposed to be doing really didn't matter compared to how nice and toasty this one felt. She wanted to keep her.

Auspicious Breeze

The Chosen of the Dawn could hear and smell the approach of someone behind her before contact was ever made. Nobody could sneak up on her, Auspicious Breeze! Why, there was this one time when her mistress woke up earlier than her for once and tried to surprise kiss her. The divine warrior ended up doing the surprising and the kissing, waking up just before her beloved sorceress could do more than lean down.

Breeze's face turned red. There was soft skin pressing against her back, after all, and she'd only had a moment's notice, and it didn't really matter how long she'd had to prepare anyway huh. "A-Ah, hello there! I'm Auspicious Breeze," she replied in introduction. "It... well, I guess it is pretty cold out."

So it was with very little surprise that she braced herself for impact and didn't even stumble when the naked girl with antlers latched on. That naked part she caught out of the corner of her eye, which is probably why she'd not stepped aside. After all, if the girl, who seemed pretty cute, had missed? She might get scraped up really bad on all the hard ground around here! That would be pretty ugly to see; there might even be crying, which would be awful.

"I, well, okay, I guess you can stay like this for a little while. I don't have anywhere to be right now; no favors necessary!"

Although if they were nice favors - aaaah, she hadn't even seen this girl's face yet! That was taking things way too fast, thinking about stuff like that right away. Maybe all that time with her mistress was spoiling her...? Oh, there was the other guy from before. Michael, was it? "Ehehe~. Well, you can never have too many friends!"

[Umbra of Chaos]

Oren

Auspicious Breeze? Oren considered and chewed on that name for a moment before deciding that she liked it and this girl. She was pretty cute after all. The Formless one stayed still and soaked up the heat for a little longer before having her attention diverted by another voice. She leaned over to peer past the blonde's frame to see a male stranger who seemed rather familiar with her prey. Her eyes locked onto his own and she mouthed 'Wait your turn.' Then she stuck her tongue at at him for good measure.

Having warned any possible competition off the Fae loosened her hold and shuffled over so that she was standing right in front of the silly woman. No favors necessary? Total nonsense. Super nonsense! Oren put more of her weight against the blonde as she stood on her toes and leaned forward. Mischievous eyes looked up at the other girl for a moment before layering her neck with light kisses.

"No favors?" Another playful kiss landed. "That's silly." Several other followed before finally stopping. "My favors can be really, really nice."

[SINIB]

Foxkura

Shiro suddenly felt like she was flying as she was lifted off the ground by the woman, landing on her shoulders like the moon. She wrapped her little hands around her head and giggled. "Sakura." She told her her name without any trepidation.

[Panda]

Michael

The immortal's grin grew almost imperceptibly at the antlered girl's silent warning, part of the immortal tempted to ignore it entirely just to see how she'd react. It was a momentary temptation, however, and Michael decided to humor her instead, stopping unconsciously at the optimal range for the tool stowed away on his person.

Even taking into account the girl's strangeness, there isn't really much harm in letting her have some fun. That aside, at least I know the blonde's name now.

Even so, the immortal was unable to help a solitary chuckle at the cute girl's affection. Or rather the reactions it was drawing from the people around them. Meeting such open people in a public place like this usually worked wonders for the occasional bout of boredom, not that the last girl had been boring, anyway.

[Aiden]

Oren

Auspicious Breeze? Oren considered and chewed on that name for a moment before deciding that she liked it and this girl. She was pretty cute after all. The Formless one stayed still and soaked up the heat for a little longer before having her attention diverted by another voice. She leaned over to peer past the blonde's frame to see a male stranger who seemed rather familiar with her prey. Her eyes locked onto his own and she mouthed 'Wait your turn.' Then she stuck her tongue at at him for good measure.

Having warned any possible competition off the Fae loosened her hold and shuffled over so that she was standing right in front of the silly woman. No favors necessary? Total nonsense. Super nonsense! Oren put more of her weight against the blonde as she stood on her toes and leaned forward. Mischievous eyes looked up at the other girl for a moment before layering her neck with light kisses.

"No favors?" Another playful kiss landed. "That's silly." Several other followed before finally stopping. "My favors can be really, really nice."

Auspicious Breeze

Well if she wasn't blushing before, she was definitely blushing now! A cute girl was kissing her neck out of the blue - and she had antlers! There was a lot to offer here. "E-Eh? Well um, iiif you think it would be nice..."

Her eyes were drawn again to those antlers. Breeze's hands twitched, her toned muscles tensing as she politely restrained her own arms. "Though, could I uh... could I touch your antlers?!" she asked the cute naked deer-girl pressing up against her, unable to restrain an eager grin. "I mean, not necessarily right now because we haven't even eaten breakfast yet, but after?"

[Umbra of Chaos]

Oren

Keen eyes spotted the twitching hands and tensed arms as Breeze's request was made. She giggled before wrapping a hand around the blonde's wrist and pulling the hand towards the base of her antlers. "You didn't have to ask. I would have let you touch them anyways. That will be a free favor. It doesn't count for the favor I owe you."

With her other hand she thoughtlessly began to run her fingers down the other girl's belly as she considered part of what Breeze had said. "Well, I know a lot about tasty things to eat. I can take you and your friend to a good place to get food. How does that sound?"

[Kotomine_Rin]

Count Greyskull

The almighty dark lord fidgeted nervously as The Tenebrous General Alarice the Chosen of Ahmkara  stormed off. Damn, this was bad. Terrible! What could have possibly happened to anger her in such a way? He needed to think about something,, quick! He walked in circles frustratedly, unsure of what to do...
 
Maybe it wouldn't be so mad. Maybe by now, she'd have calmed down. Who knows, maybe his gift was enough to put her in a better mood. It had to!
 
He could picture her smiling brightly and trying all these dresses before thanking him for being such a great knitter. The best knitter of the land! It made his dark dead heart feel all fuzzy and warm.
 
The king of dead bone made up his mind! He swallowed his fears and decided to discreetly look for Alarice in order to confront her. He would show her that he was a powerfu, lord who deserved respect, worship and admiration! She would thank him and look up to him and revere him as the greatest and most powerful sorcerer emperor to have ever graced mankind!
 
He snuck into the kitchen with as much subtlety as a walking skeleton corpse can allow and observed his general. Suddenly, the warm fuzzy feeling in his heart dropped like a stone and vanished. He swore he could feel beads of cold sweat dripping from his bones, the display before him far more horrifying than he had thought. 
 
This was bad, this was worse than anything he could have imagined! No, nowhere in the recesses of his dark mind could he have pictured something so grotesque, so abominable, so EVIL! So evil in fact that even his fearless servants couldn't help but cower at her image, following her every orders in fear of incurring her wrathful retribution.
 
She was not even wearing the sweater he had made for her! Instead, she wore a crepuscular cloak even darker than her own shadow! While they was nowhere near as awesome as his nightmarish clothes, her clothes were no less terrifying! And she was cutting these ingredients so ferociously, with such coldness it sent shivers down his spine. She didn't look nearly this scary when fighting, and Alarice was scary! 
 
Greyskull gulped before squeaking in a timid yet somehow trying to be assertive voice.
 
"I-Is everything alright...?"

[Aiden]

Oren

Keen eyes spotted the twitching hands and tensed arms as Breeze's request was made. She giggled before wrapping a hand around the blonde's wrist and pulling the hand towards the base of her antlers. "You didn't have to ask. I would have let you touch them anyways. That will be a free favor. It doesn't count for the favor I owe you."

With her other hand she thoughtlessly began to run her fingers down the other girl's belly as she considered part of what Breeze had said. "Well, I know a lot about tasty things to eat. I can take you and your friend to a good place to get food. How does that sound?"

Auspicious Breeze

"Food sounds great!" the brawler said in quick agreement, even as her fingers gently wrapped around the base of one of the antlers. It was strange how soft hair parted for something so proud and tall and tough as these things, but it was a neat kind of strange. Her other hand came up to join that one, wrapping around the other antler too, and she started rubbing. Slowly.

Her face was split in a happy grin as she focused on this whole new experience. The smooth bone of the antlers, the ground-y smell of the cutie they're attached to, the 'bold' (as her mistress would put it) attention to her belly...

Breeze was, fortunately, good at giving her full attention to a lady even when she was distracting her! She had to learn that one with a lot of practice, but it was worth it. So she really gave the full treatment to Oren's antlers, rubbing slowly up and down along them, resting her fingers in her scalp when they got to the base and giving them a little squeeze. All kinds of good stuff.

"Is this okay?"

[SINIB]

Oka Kurosawa

Oka shrunk behind the lavender-haired woman, holding onto Sylveon and Wormy for protection as she waited for the two to leave. She didn't like this she didn't like this she didn't like this at all. She was about to cry again.

"Why are you protecting me?" Oka asked quietly in a demure and shy voice.

[Thedoctor]

Jeanne

She bowed to the guest as they were leaving, keeping an eye on them until they left the premise just in case. She then changed back into her casual clothes before happily leading her master back into the house. Just as the crossed the threshold, her behavior changed. She suddenly pushed Sakura against one of the walls, pressing her own body into purple headed girl's.

Jeanne held onto the wall on either side of Sakura's face and leaned closer, whispering to her. "So I'm your cute little servant Sakura? I think the cute one is you." The blonde told her with a teasing voice.

[Umbra of Chaos]

Numina

The redhead smiled at the giggle and once she was sure that the girl was steady Numina began to walk around. "Well, I'm named Numina. You won't have to worry about a thing, Sakura. We'll look for as long as we have to to find your mama, but I don't know what she looks like. Can you tell me?"


Alarice

With all the force of personality of a dictator the Chosen had quickly subsumed more of the knitting skeletons into her army of cooks. Two large pots had been prepared. The blonde wasn't quite sure where the second one had come from but it was there now and she was already having some skeletons dump one of the piles of meat slices into there as she began adding the seasoning to the first one.

For some reason the first pot tasted strangely sweet and she was sure that was probably the fault of those herbs she had added earlier on. How was she supposed to know it would make the broth sweet? Regardless, at least she had the second pot to work on. Maybe they could just preserve the first one for a rainy day and serve the second one now.

As the finished cutting up the last set of vegetables she was distracted by a quiet voice. She turned around and quirked an eyebrow at the skeletal mage. She wasn't nearly as mad as she was before now that she had time to relax but there was still some lingering annoyance. "Lunch is almost ready. So shoo! While I occupy it this kitchen is my demesne, and no one gets to see the meal before it is done."


Oren

An almost indecent moan slipped out of the Fae's mouth as the blonde began to work on her antlers. It always felt so good to have someone play with them and pamper her. But she couldn't lose either! She stifled any other sound that could slip out by pressing her lips against Breeze's and pushing her tongue into the other girl's mouth.

The rich taste of wild berries invaded the athletic woman's mouth, and while Oren was a bit disappointed that there was no distinct taste her enthusiasm and experience was unmistakable as she deepened the kiss. One of her hands had reached for the blonde's head to pull her closer while the other fell from its position on Breeze's belly and began to trace its way to the strip of cloth between her legs.

[SINIB]

Sakura Matou

Sakura gasped softly as Jeanne pressed her up against the wall, pressing her body against hers own. She was surprised by her boldness, and a bit intimidated by it, but she wouldn't call herself scared.

She looked down at Jeanne's ample bounty, and blushed at the sight if it being compressed and compressing her own equally large breasts. She began to imagine the feeling of being in bed with her, and with her and Shirou...

And Shirou and her.

It was making her quite hot and bothered, actually.

She looked at Jeanne's brilliant eyes and leaned in closely to her, nearly touching her cheek with her lips as she spoke. "Really, I don't see a problem with us both being cute, but maybe we could let... Shirou decide?" Sakura asked before she leaned further in, lightly touching her lips against Jeanne's cheek, kissing it softly before she moved away once again, wrapping her arms lazily around Jeanne's torso.

[Kotomine_Rin]

Theodore

The demon sighed. "Yeah, yeah, I guess you do have a point." He said like a tired student who was done arguing and just gave in before he even started.

"I guess you could say I'm just bored."


Count Greyskull

The poor count nearly jumped in fear and kedaddled away, obeying her order without question. He was just humiliated and beaten, his hopes and dreams utterly crushed by the evil baroness, He just drooped sadly and walked away in utter defeat.