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[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

Ivaz will find her calves being massaged by the remaining-booted Amist.
"I'm sure you found your time there very...educational..."

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Ivaz chuckles, a smile forming from the massage.

You could say that...after my training was done, the kept me around as the main interrogation person. And my track record was perfect.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

And Amist is very, very good at it...
"Oh, really. So you haf vays to make them talk."
She laughs, before going to sit up. And stretch. Slowly.

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

As Amist moves, Ivaz just lets her feet go wherever the laws of physics take them.

She grins. Yep. Most people probably wouldn't find them pleasant. But hey, they got the job done.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

That'd probably be on either side of Amist. So Ivaz will likely be getting her upper legs massaged now.
"Ahhh, most people find my ways so pleasant, they scream for more."
Her smirk grows, and she leans closer...

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Ivaz lets out a sigh as the massaging moves upward.

I like to keep the business torture and the pleasure torture separate. However, both tend to have lots of screaming. She smirks.

[The Alexandrian]

Fortress Mountain

Managing to work his way through the wrapper, albeit with considerable difficulty as those things are gorram tough, Day succeeds in exposing a corner of chocolate and promptly pops it into his mouth, chewing thoughtfully.

It doesn't take long for his face to light up like a Christmas tree. Takes even less time for him to gobble down the rest of the candy and start eyeing up the other two bars. "Good. Very very very good. Delicious even." He declares with a grin, licking his fingers.

As sweet as that was though, in senses literal and metaphorical, this does present a problem. If he wants that stash of chocolate Clarissa promised - and boy, does he- then he has to give her the secrets she wants. Secrets poor Daedalus isn't in on. Or, maybe, just maybe he is, without knowing it.

It's possible. Definitely worth a shot at the very least.

"How much chocolate we talking here?" He asks with a tone of appraising greed.

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[Mountain Fortress]

"Oh I'll transfer a whole truckload of chocolate bars to your possession in exchange for the intel! I hijacked a freight truck loaded down with tons of these chocolates and ditched it somewhere safe when the adrenaline rush faded away."

The smiling Clarissa shrugs. She's bartering! And being impetuous! Day's response to the taste of the chocolate bars is endearing too.

"That sound like a fair transaction for you or should I sweeten the deal a little bit more?"

Clarissa winks craftily. This child should've been raised differently, in her opinion. And Auntie Clarissa would like to save the Day! She couldn't help Prometheus, but she might be able to help his brother!

"Tell me, Day, do you know how to swim?"

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

"I like to enjoy my work...I'm not sure I've work worked a day in my life." Amist chuckles, pausing...one might say tortuously...with her hands just below impropriety.

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Well, like the saying goes, if you truly enjoy it, then it isn't really work. Ivaz gives Amist a look that pretty much commands her to continue.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

Amist chuckles darkly...but obliges, leaning closer still, her hands wandering...

Curtains might very well fall.

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Ivaz gives a pleased moan as the curtains fall.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

Knowing these two, they'll probably be down for awhile...and it's a good thing they're aural curtains, too.

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Yeah...I feel sorry for the couch, though. It'll probably be in rough shape when they're done.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

Possibly even collapsed!

...with Amist grinning very broadly as the curtain finally rises.

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Ivaz wears a grin just as large. Her skin shines with sweat and she's panting slightly. She lays on the floor near the couch.

Wow...been a while since I had that much fun with it...

[ThirdEmperor]

Fortress Mountain

A whole truckfull? That's hard to pass up by any measure.

"Okay. But you better behave! Otherwise I'll sic Markus on ya!" Spinning round in his chair, Day hops down and heads for the far door. On an unspoken cue said monolithic gateway swings outwards, revealing the stadium-like chamber beyond. Also a good twenty or so armed and armored soldiers trying very hard to look as if they weren't here just to murder Clarissa brutally if she cause any trouble.

"Don't know what Gordon was planning. Probably took it to the grave. But I do know what he asked us to build, 'cause I'm the one who built it!" Daedalus built just about everything around here. Riv doesn't deal in electronics, metal or unliving technologies and Icarus, well, Icarus isn't precisely the most creative sort, so it's up to Day to get the lion's share of the SCIENCE! done.

"And I don't know about swimming. Never tried that either. Tho' I guess I am partly aquatic." Presuming Clarissa doesn't suddenly have a fit of common sense and decide not to head into the enemy base full of mutant monstrosities, death-traps and very angry people, Daedalus will lead the way through the killing room and to the lift, dialing in a number that sets the elevator on a shaky, lurching ascent towards his laboratory.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

Ivaz wears a grin just as large. Her skin shines with sweat and she's panting slightly. She lays on the floor near the couch.

Wow...been a while since I had that much fun with it...

"Just consider this...I was holding back."
Amist grins, winking, her own skin glistening in the light.

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Ivaz chuckles. And here I thought I was taking it easy on you by cutting it short.

She slowly raises herself from the floor, stretches, and saunters over to the bar to fix herself another drink.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

Amist watches her go before standing and following her, leaning against the bar with her arms crossed.
"Cutting it short? Pfft, remember, succubus for a lover," she points out, grinning. "And that's the mildest thing about my regular life."

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Drink finished, Ivaz flips around so she's leaning back against the bar, her elbows on top of it.

Cut me some slack. Succubi don't exist where I'm from. Forgetting about their super sex abilities is understandable.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

"Oh, I suppose I can." Amist mimics Ivaz's pose. Smirking. "...once."

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Oh? Ivaz raises an eyebrow, then takes a swig of her drink. And what if I do it a second time? Hm?

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

"...it'd be ropes and feathers time."
Amist's smirk grows.

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Ivaz grins. Oo, punishment time! Me like!

She nods towards a door opposite them. That would have to take place in the punishment room, of course.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

Amist laughs, giving a deep, exaggerated bow!
"Then lead the way..."

(Sleep calls. Night!)

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Ivaz's Place]

Ivaz smirks and saunters to the door, opening it with the hand not holding the drink. She gestures inside.

Please, I insist.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

That gets a laugh from the half-drowess, who puts an exaggerated sway in her hips as she steps through the doorway.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Ivaz's Place

The room had dark walls and carpet, making the light show the objects within easier. And there were many things in this room. Tables and chairs with straps, racks of toys, a spot where rope and chains dangled from the ceiling and piled on the floor. There's a large wooden X on one wall as well.

Ivaz will stride past Amist, turn to face her, and throw her arms out with a grin.

Well? What do you think?

[UncleWolf]

[Wolfy's Yurt]

"Well, sort of. It's less a case of stay down here and figure out whether I'm worthy, more a case of stay down here and make myself worthy. Or, well, stay down in the Nexus I mean. I have no idea where we are now relative to it." Deciding that there's no way she'd ever be suitable angel material hadn't really been an option.

She hadn't put much thought into it anyway. Figured it was just a matter of time and effort.

"I suppose your best bet would be to talk to him. I imagine he'd be understanding, he usually is. Well, understanding as long as there's a way to save face that is. If it's going to make him look bad, he'll kick up a fuss..."

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.

Trisha's Cabin

This causes the elf to blush profoundly, no one had called her pretty before as far as she could remember. Had anyone ever seen her in that light? She had pretty much ignored the glances of men so she couldn't be sure. It didn't matter anyway, if Trisha liked the way she looked that was enough.

The other kiss causes her to shiver slightly. She just wished she wasn't so awkward about all this, she hadn't been when she admitted it. But now it felt so real, so wonderful.

She let's out a content sigh and relaxes against Trisha. "Still hard to believe this is real..." She says with a faint smile.

Trisha's Cabin

"It is, but I want to." Trisha tells her quietly as she reaches up to grasp Michicora's hand and set it against her cheek to rest her head against it. "I wish my Old Master could see us like this. I think he'd be overjoyed." The Champion admits, closing her eyes to simply relax in Michicora's embrace.

[The Bushranger]

[Ivaz's Place]

Amist slowly turns, her grin growing as she takes in everything in the room.
"I think it looks like heaven," she declares, giving Ivaz a wink.