[Nexus] Outside XXV

[Murkus]

[The Brick House]
"Thanks. It's always nice to know when a new form looks good. And I wouldn't ask you for sex, Molodai, not after knowing what you went through today."
He let her lean on him. His form wanted to pick her up and hug her and do other things to her, but he was able to resist it.

"You know what's so strange? I would've let him, anyway. But he had to be so... cruel. It was awful. It isn't always painful, is it?" Molodai sounds bewildered.

[Mindfreak]

"You know what's so strange? I would've let him, anyway. But he had to be so... cruel. It was awful. It isn't always painful, is it?" Molodai sounds bewildered.

[The Brick House]
"Since it was your first time doing it, it was sure to be painful. It's always painful for the first time for females and it's only the tiniest bit painful for them in the beginning every time after that. But after the tiny bit of pain is the good part. And Dam'Bul was born to be cruel, he's a literal demon."
He will put his arm around he if she lets him.
"And if the person's cruel it will hurt a lot everytime."

[Murkus]

[The Brick House]
"Since it was your first time doing it, it was sure to be painful. It's always painful for the first time for females and it's only the tiniest bit painful for them in the beginning every time after that. But after the tiny bit of pain is the good part. And Dam'Bul was born to be cruel, he's a literal demon."
He will put his arm around he if she lets him.
"And if the person's cruel it will hurt a lot everytime."

"Painful every time? I thought it would just be the once." Molodai looks at him skeptically initially, and seems to realize how close their faces are. She blinks. "Um. It just... doesn't sound so good."

[Mindfreak]

"Painful every time? I thought it would just be the once." Molodai looks at him skeptically initially, and seems to realize how close their faces are. She blinks. "Um. It just... doesn't sound so good."

[The Brick House]
"Trust me, it is. It wouldn't have hurt so much with Dam'Bul if he was gentle."
'John' notices how close their faces are when she looks at him.
"It probably isn't painful every time. I'm male, not female. And I don't study the female body so I'm probably wrong."
He kept his arm around her and looked at her.

[Murkus]

[The Brick House]
"Trust me, it is. It wouldn't have hurt so much with Dam'Bul if he was gentle."
'John' notices how close their faces are when she looks at him.
"It probably isn't painful every time. I'm male, not female. And I don't study the female body so I'm probably wrong."
He kept his arm around her and looked at her.

"Well we won't know, then, until I try again..." Molodai says, scanning his eyes a moment before looking back toward the fire all of a sudden. Her eyes wander over him again, but she doesn't say anything else.

[Mindfreak]

"Well we won't know, then, until I try again..." Molodai says, scanning his eyes a moment before looking back toward the fire all of a sudden.

[The Brick House]
She might have noticed by this point that he's attracted to her.
"Mhmm....."
'John' notices the quick turn of the head.
"Is something wrong, Molodai?""

[Murkus]

The Brick House

"Have you ever mated before?" Molodai asks, answering his question with a question. The fey looks at him again, and tries to gently put a hand on his chest. Feeling for a heartbeat, actually.

[Mindfreak]

The Brick House

"Have you ever mated before?" Molodai asks, answering his question with a question. The fey looks at him again, and tries to gently put a hand on his chest. Feeling for a heartbeat, actually.

[The Brick House]
She will feel his normal heart beat and then will feel it quicken in response to her touch. He looked at her uncertain of what she wanted.
".....Yes, I've mated before and I've always tried my best to be gentle."

[Murkus]

The Brick House

Molodai makes a thoughtful sound.

Then the fey suddenly tries to give him a kiss. It's not a good one, as it's only the second time she's done it, but she holds it that way.

[Mindfreak]

The Brick House

Molodai makes a thoughtful sound.

Then the fey suddenly tries to give him a kiss. It's not a good one, as it's only the second time she's done it, but she holds it that way.

[The Brick House]
'John' is surprised at this. He doesn't put up a fight though and he kisses her back. He had been wanting to do that.
"Molodai....." he says in a small murmur, sounding pleased by the development.

[Murkus]

The Brick House

Molodai slips out of her blanket and moves up on John's leg, trying to kiss him again, but her hands remain mostly immobile.

Thinking it must be the right thing to say, Molodai repeats John's name too. Likely pulling her lips back an inch to get the word out. "John."

[Mindfreak]

The Brick House

Molodai slips out of her blanket and moves up on John's leg, trying to kiss him again, but her hands remain mostly immobile.

Thinking it must be the right thing to say, Molodai repeats John's name too. Likely pulling her lips back an inch to get the word out. "John."

[The Brick House]
As Molodai slipped out of her blanket and kissed him again his heart raced. He put his arms around her, and kissed her back. His own blanket fell off, revealing a green t-shirt(which read: 'I'm Immortal and Proud!) and a pair of blue shorts. When she pulled back her lips to speak, he moved back in to kiss her when she was done.

[Murkus]

The Brick House

Molodai's body bristles and presses close. So she sits, straddling his leg, kissing him. Her hand bunches up his shirt and grips it, likely tearing the fabric a little with her claws. This likely goes on for a couple minutes, at least until John decides to stop or do something else.

It's worth noting that I've decided to alter her description a little. The fey's skin is likely a pale shade of white, her lips dark. The rest, split ears and black-brown eyes and no hair, stays the same.

[Mindfreak]

The Brick House

Molodai's body bristles and presses close. So she sits, straddling his leg, kissing him. Her hand bunches up his shirt and grips it, likely tearing the fabric a little with her claws. This likely goes on for a couple minutes, at least until John decides to stop or do something else.

It's worth noting that I've decided to alter her description a little. The fey's skin is likely a pale shade of white, her lips dark. The rest, split ears and black-brown eyes and no hair, stays the same.

[The Brick House]
His shirt rips down the middle. 'John' shrugged off the remains of the shirt and his hands begin to wander a bit, but he wasn't going to bring down a black screen unless she wanted to. He pulled away briefly from her lips.
"Do you want to.....mate?" he said a bit cautiously.

[Murkus]

The Brick House

Molodai has no idea how to return his affections, or his touches, but she's more than happy to receive them. She makes soft, pleased noises between kisses. Hopefully he keeps it gentle.

The fey finally pauses, her own hands having hardly moved. "...Will it hurt?" She asks him again uselessly. Considering the bruises on her skin from Dam'bul, it might hurt anyway.

[Mindfreak]

The Brick House

Molodai has no idea how to return his affections, or his touches, but she's more than happy to receive them. She makes soft, pleased noises between kisses. Hopefully he keeps it gentle.

The fey finally pauses, her own hands having hardly moved. "...Will it hurt?" She asks him again uselessly. Considering the bruises on her skin from Dam'bul, it might hurt anyway.

[The Brick House]
"I promise that if it does, it will only be because it happens for a couple seconds and then for the tiniest bit. I don't want to hurt you, Molodai."
His hands stayed around her and he casted Cure Light Wounds. Her bruises should disappear.
"There's a spell I know that can prevent it from hurting.....if you want me to cast it."

[Murkus]

The Brick House

Molodai suddenly feels her soreness relieved. She looks at John, thinking back on what the Operative said, seeming thoughtful for a second. Then, hesitantly, "I don't know... My friend said I should wait for someone I 'love'." The way she says love suggests she doesn't know much about it.

[Mindfreak]

The Brick House

Molodai suddenly feels her soreness relieved. She looks at John, thinking back on what the Operative said, seeming thoughtful for a second. Then, hesitantly, "I don't know... My friend said I should wait for someone I 'love'." The way she says love suggests she doesn't know much about it.

[The Brick House]
"I thought you did love me, you did kiss me first"
He realizes something.
"You sound like you don't know too much about love. It's when you want to kiss someone and mate with them, and sometimes it's when you just want to hug them and tell them it's alright. You can love your friends by wanting to be there for them when they're hurt and you can love someone by wanting to hold them and be intimate with them. I think you do love me, Molodai, and I believe I love you."
He casted a modified Bear's Endurance on her, it would remove any pain while keeping the pleasure for the next 4 hours. He then moved closer to her and kissed her in a way that invited her to pull down the black screen.

[Murkus]

The Brick House

"Oh." Molodai says, happy that was cleared up. Then they get to the french kissing. This is certainly new. She doesn't return it immediately, but allows it. Dam'Bul hadn't done anything like that.

The curtain is pulled, scene fades to black, whatever you'd like to call it.

And only seconds after they really get into it, the curtain rises again. Molodai sets her hands on his chest to stop his body moving, hopefully halting his advances. She intones quietly, looking straight at him, "Wait, hold on."

[Mindfreak]

The Brick House

"Oh." Molodai says, happy that was cleared up. Then they get to the french kissing. This is certainly new. She doesn't return it immediately, but allows it. Dam'Bul hadn't done anything like that.

The curtain is pulled, scene fades to black, whatever you'd like to call it.

And only seconds after they really get into it, the curtain rises again. Molodai sets her hands on his chest to stop his body moving, hopefully halting his advances. She intones quietly, looking straight at him, "Wait, hold on."

[The Brick House]
'John' sits up and looks at her, stopping his advances.
"What's wrong, Molodai?" he asked in a worried tone. He hoped he hadn't done anything that she felt was wrong.

[Murkus]

The Brick House

"I can't do this with you. Not tonight." Molodai says, sitting up and looking uncomfortable. Especially indoors for so long like this. "I need to go outside." The fey steadies herself and starts to stand, looking around for an exit.

[Mindfreak]

The Brick House

"I can't do this with you. Not tonight." Molodai says, sitting up and looking uncomfortable. Especially indoors for so long like this. "I need to go outside." The fey steadies herself and starts to stand, looking around for an exit.

[The Brick House]
'John' looked a bit disappointed.
"Alright, I understand, Molodai."
He snapped his fingers and he was clothed again. He stood up and kissed Molodai.
"The door's over there."
He pointed to a door.
"Do you want me to come with you?"

[Murkus]

The Brick House

For once, Molodai was avoiding looking at another creature naked. Mostly a particular part of him, but it's still a change. The clothes seem to help, but his kiss is met with mixed enthusiasm. The monsters coax a worried expression. "...If you want." The fey doesn't seem all that interested in his company right now, though.

[Mindfreak]

The Brick House

For once, Molodai was avoiding looking at another creature naked. Mostly a particular part of him, but it's still a change. The clothes seem to help, but his kiss is met with mixed enthusiasm. The monsters coax a worried expression, but Molodai decides to go all the same. "Um, if you want."

[The Brick House]
He smiled, he noticed her mixed enthusiasm about the kiss though.
"Lead the way then."

[Murkus]

The Brick House --> Forest

Molodai heads outside into the likely darkening forest, the sunset visible through the trees, orange bolts filling every tree and touching every leaf. She's not sure how comfortable she'll be, having the other 'fey' along, and it shows.

The fey glances at him seriously. "Can you keep up? I won't be going slow." Like all you mortal folks. Of course, John's obviously not mortal.

[VampireRot]

[Misty Moor]

The zombie dragon, despite it's decaying state, do have rather strong claws itself so they aren't broken.
The wyrm's head coils from side to side trying to escape Zanny's bite as it suddenly seem to stop attacking Koro which didn't seem to do any damage anyway. Beside trying to avoid Zanny's bite, it appears to have stopped fighting and is just attempting to turn around. Of course that can't be easy to see in the middle of a fight.

"I have but I fear it's too late for that. Could you please stop before you destroy it dragon?" The voice echoes over the swamp. "As for such demons, that must be Azurnizum's minions work. They always involve themselves with mortals. The gnoll and it's kind are likely responsible for your lost. Now that you destroyed our gate, we can no longer fight them." It says.

Wenomir might be able to catch the smell of the gnoll, she seems to be going in the direction you came from.

[Misty Moor]

What kind of brain-damaged idiots do you take us for to believe a disembodied voice? Go to hell. Or even better, we'll send you there yourself. Wenomir decides to dispense with talking and tries to carve up the undead dragon's side.

[Misty Moor]

"Umm... we came, we saw, we attacked. Of course the voice is going to be disembodied, lest we try to kill it too, numbskull." Ilpholin snipes at Wenomir, understanding the paranoid form of communication.

I think she only believes the voice so readily cause she doesn't trust the gnoll. That and it's saying everything Ilpholin suspected from the get-go anyways.

Which she starts looking around for herself. It's supposedly an island, so maybe she hasn't gotten far. She concentrates on listening for the pitter-patter of hyena-people feet.

[Misty Moor]

Zanny will stop trying to bite the zombie dragon long enough to snarl at the voice.

"Well ain't that a shame. The way I see it, if you need a gate to get into this world, you don't belong here. The undead ain't helping your cause either."

The dragon is prejudiced! Rawr! He goes to try to tear off the zombie dragon's head with a huge claw. He does not appreciate such desecration of his kind's remains.



[Most Definitely Not Suspicious or Haunted Mansion]

Deep in the bowels of the old Gothic mansion located away from all civilization in the middle of a dark and dead forest, dust stirs inside a narrow wooden box. The coffin begins working it's magics, and slowly but surely a body is formed inside it. It takes a while, but eventually a skeleton is formed and then muscles and organs and finally a covering of skin. And, strangely, chrome-ish metal welded to some of the bones.

Once Rot's body has reformed, his twisted and tortured soul is expelled from the Hell it belongs in to enter the corpse. Which animates, the vampire's red eyes snapping open quite suddenly in the dark. When the monster rises from his coffin and looks around... he curses.

"Dammit, I left my suits at AMEN!"

Rot scrambles out of his coffin and heads out of the catacombs under the mansion. He grabs a white sheet lying around on the way to cover his nudity, and follows his nose to the only living creature in the haunted house: a hairy and large man dressed in a plain brown robe.

"Oh. You're awake, finally. Eval called, he says th-

"Shut it. Do you have any suits? You'know, fancy ones, not the peasant stuff you usually wear?"

The vampire and man scowl at each other.

"No. But as I was saying, your gi-

"Bah. Just get me one of your robes then. Plain and monk-y, but it'll have to do."

The man seems quite exasperated by the vampire.

"No, I need to tell you tha- grrrr, I'll just go get that for you."

Some time later, Rot leaves the mansion clad in a plain brown robe. He quickly heads off to AMEN under the cover of darkness.

[Gullara]

[Misty Moor]

I wouldn't say no damage. Just not the devastating damage that was intended. He shill has some nasty gashes. Very nasty. But the bear is still too angry to be slowed. He roars again and charges at the zombie dragon, aiming to smash into a leg. Rawr.

[Mindfreak]

The Brick House --> Forest

Molodai heads outside into the likely darkening forest, the sunset visible through the trees, orange bolts filling every tree and touching every leaf. She's not sure how comfortable she'll be, having the other 'fey' along, and it shows.

The fey glances at him seriously. "Can you keep up? I won't be going slow." Like all you mortal folks. Of course, John's obviously not mortal.

[The Forest]
He nodded.
"I can easily keep up."

[Quinsar]

Well good morning then.
Then she deadtimes.

Erica smiles and gets off the web.

[Murkus]

[The Forest]
He nodded.
"I can easily keep up."

Molodai looks at him seriously a moment before walking forward. Her walk turns into a mild jog, and her jog turns into a run. Soon she's loping through the forest, taking obstacles in leaps and bounds. Her lengthy legs carry her at a pace few humans could hope to match, crossing roots and snags as though they weren't even there. She reaches a deepened streambed and simply jumps, arms flailing at the strongest branch in the trees above. She catches hold, swinging in one smooth arc and letting go just as quickly. The fey's across in seconds.

It's fairly obvious to see where she spends her time. She takes a look back to see how John's faring, fully expecting to have left him in the dust.