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[KerfuffleMach2]

Ivaz's Place

Ivaz lowers her arms, still smiling. Glad to hear it.

She will step up to the drowess and look into her eyes a moment. She may be a few inches shorter than Amist, but the look in her eyes could still be intimidating.

I think, she says as she brings a finger up to stroke Amist's cheek. That you should spend some time with me in here. She leaves the tip of her finger on Amist's lower lip as she waits for a response.

[The Bushranger]

Ivaz's Place

Amist doesn't look intimidated in the least.
Intrigued, on the other hand...
(Among other things. )
And her smirk grows, nodding slghtly in agreement as she shivers.
I think," she agrees, "that I certainly should..."

[KerfuffleMach2]

Ivaz's Place

Ivaz grins, then lowers her finger to rest under Amist's chin. She applies some pressure with the finger and starts walking backwards, leading the drowess to the nearest table. Once there, she'll attempt to push Amist to sit on the table and start kissing her neck.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

Amist allows herself to be led, shivering in anticipation and baring her neck in delight!

[KerfuffleMach2]

Ivaz's Place

After a few moments of that, Ivaz pulls away with a sly grin on her face. Then, without warning, she quickly goes to grab Amist's ankles and swing them up onto the table with enough force to probably cause the drowess to lie back as well. This action isn't done gently.

If that works, Ivaz will start strapping Amist down tightly.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

Amist keeps grinning, putting up only a token, mock resistance to Ivaz's actions as she squirms and chuckles and pretends to try to get away!

The curtains stand ready!

(And I'm off for the race!)

[KerfuffleMach2]

Ivaz's Place

Ivaz seems to be enjoying herself even more than earlier.

Once Amist is restrained, Ivaz quickly climbs onto the tables, straddles the drowess, and starts forcefully kissing her.

And so the curtains drop.

(Races?)

[Gnrlshrimp]

Wolfy's Yurt

"We'll figure something out, I promise." The God swears to her. "What is his name and what is he a God over?" Wolfy asks as he shifts behind her and begins to try to rub her shoulders.

"His name is Daurien. He generally prefers being called Lord or Master by his servants. And he's-mmm, that feels good-" Ithuriel cuts off for a moment as she lets out a sigh and relaxes, "Uh, yeah, on my world he was the god of, well, small villages in general, I guess. He was worshipped by those unable to protect themselves, small farming communities, villages and the like. He'd bless them with good harvests and help protect them. I never met any others, but I imagine he had several servants like me who he'd blessed with his power to help protect the helpless..."

[The Bushranger]

Ivaz's Place

Ivaz seems to be enjoying herself even more than earlier.

Once Amist is restrained, Ivaz quickly climbs onto the tables, straddles the drowess, and starts forcefully kissing her.

And so the curtains drop.

(Races?)

((Iowa Speedway, ARCA and NASCAR Truck. ^^))

No doubt the curtains stay down for quite some time.
Hopefully the room is soundproofed.

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

((Ah. Cool.))

No such luck there. Ivaz likes to, on occasion, leave people in there for a while and listen to their screams as she makes a sandwich or something.

No sandwich making this time, though. Amist probably keeps her very busy.

The curtain eventually rises to reveal Ivaz laying on a table, panting and sweating even harder than last time. She's got some new bruises as well.

And a very large, satisfied smile on her face.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

Amist looks just as delightfully exhausted, panting for breath with an enormous grin on her face.
From the looks of things it'll be a bit longer before the half-drowess is able to speak.

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Ivaz turns her head to look in Amist's general direction.

That was...so good...I think...I need to stay...attached...to you...forever now...

She grins again.

Then she suddenly has a fit of shivering, followed by her quickly grabbing her right foot and swearing as if she just kicked something really hard.

These motions cause her to roll off of the table and hit the floor with a dull thud.

She swears a few more times. The word "Zavi" pops in amongst the cursing.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

Amist is about to comment when Ivaz has her sudden psychotic episode.

(Which is different from the rest of the time by unknown amounts. )

She does, therefore, roll to sit up, and speaking - a bit raspy, but concerned.
"...what in the Nine Circles just happened?"

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Ivaz lets out a growl of frustration as she uses the table to pull herself to her feet.

That would be my bitch of a sister. Whom I need to stab next time I see her now.

Ivaz's playful-angry face from earlier is completely gone. She looks positively pissed at the moment.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

"...ah, let me guess, twins, and you share a psychic connection?" Amist asks, raising an eyebrow and looking rather bemused.

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Ivaz holds up a finger. Twins, yes. Connection, yes, Psychic, no.

Our parents decided it'd be a great idea to tie our life forces together when we were infants. So we could bond more and get closer together. And they were psycho hippies.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

Amist...blinks.
Congratulations, Ivaz. That's a new one on her!
"Without your consent or agreement? That's horrid," she declares, her expression fully one of disgust.

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Ivaz shrugs. Like I said, we were infants. Not like we could really protest.

One good thing does come of it, though. We're both gonna make sure the other doesn't die. We're not certain if one dying will kill the other, but we're not gonna take that chance.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

"I reckon that does count as a perk. And would be a real bummer to find out. Either way." Amist hops down, and her legs nearly buckle, drawing a chuckle from the curvaceous grey-skinned woman.

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Ivaz smiles, watching Amist's movements.

We also share each other's physical feelings. So, everything we just did, she felt, too. Which is why she did whatever she did. Quick revenge of sorts.

((And I'm off for the night.))

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

Amist laughs at that. "Kinky. And I can't say I totally blame her."

[KerfuffleMach2]

Ivaz's Place

Ivaz gives a laugh and waves her hand a little.

Please. I'd love to be on the receiving end of that sort of thing. If she ever went and got any. I think I'm the only reason she even knows what it feels like.

[Morty]

[Above Erin's Emporium - Dorota's Room]

When Crissy gets there, she'll find the door open. Once the door is open... well.
Behind it she'll see Dorota sprawled on the bed, wearing a very short, lacy and all-around... ephemeral shirt as well as a pair of very skimpy undergarments. She smirks when Crissy enters and asks: I've been meaning to show it to you. How do you like it?

[The Bushranger]

Ivaz's Place

Ivaz gives a laugh and waves her hand a little.

Please. I'd love to be on the receiving end of that sort of thing. If she ever went and got any. I think I'm the only reason she even knows what it feels like.

"Ahhh, I see." Amist laughs, shaking her head. "So she's like me before I fell in with the succubus crowd. Gotcha."

===

[Above Erin's Emporium - Dorota's Room]

When Crissy gets there, she'll find the door open. Once the door is open... well.
Behind it she'll see Dorota sprawled on the bed, wearing a very short, lacy and all-around... ephemeral shirt as well as a pair of very skimpy undergarments. She smirks when Crissy enters and asks: I've been meaning to show it to you. How do you like it?

Crissy freezes in the doorway, eyes wide as saucers and her jaw dropped enough a spatula might be required to scrape it off the ground...

...she then gulps, and smiles, blushing fiercely and unable to take her eyes off of Dorota.
"Y-you...you look incredible, my love. Beautiful. Gorgeous."

[KerfuffleMach2]

Ivaz's Place

Ivaz chuckles. Maybe kind of. But I wasn't exactly a chaste young lady. So, she got some experience a little early on.

But enough about that. I'm in the mood to kill something. Wanna help?

[Morty]

[Above Erin's Emporium - Dorota's Room]

Dorota blushes as well, obviously happy with Crissy's reaction. She props herself up on her arms.
I'm really glad to hear it. I felt like showing off a little. And you really deserve it, don't you think?

[The Bushranger]

[Above Erin's Emporium - Dorota's Room]

"I...I'm not sure I do," Crissy admits. "But, if you think I do, I'll take your word for it, my love."

She finally manages to unroot her feet from the floor, crossing to the bed and leaning down to give Dorota a soft, tender kiss.

"I just wish I had one like it for you..."

[Morty]

[Above Erin's Emporium - Dorota's Room]

Dorota returns the kiss and takes Crissy's hand, trying to get her to sit on the bed.
Of course you deserve it, love. Don't even think otherwise.

[The Bushranger]

[Above Erin's Emporium - Dorota's Room]

Crissy sits on the bed, still rosy-cheeked, but with possibly the biggest, brightest smile Dorota has seen on her yet.
"Thanks. You have no idea how much you mean to me..."

[Morty]

[Above Erin's Emporium - Dorota's Room]

I think I have an idea... Dorota says as she tries to give Crissy a light kiss on the neck. You know, showing off wasn't the only reason I wanted you to come here...