"Hello Becky. May I come in?" Ilpholin asks, going to step in anyways. She knows the answer is yes. That or doesn't care what the answer is, but I think it's the former.
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BioLab
"Well...yes. That is kinda what I'm saying. Unless you can make something that isn't a ferret that you want to combine machinery with."
"If you don't want to...there's always Project B I could tell you about." >>
Project B would be a ton of fun!
I mean, when isn't bio-weaponry fun?
Becky smiles, then blushes a bit.
"Well. I have been spending a fair bit of time with Clarissa. And also in Riverside," the demonified shadowcaster admits. "...a lot of time in Riverside," she adds after a moment.
She probably smells a bit of Masks Temple. But it's a very nice smell.
Might have some of those disinhibiting pheromone-musk-chemical-conctoction-thingies on her too.
Becky didn't mention she was a spy giving out tons of information in Inside to some random person! Ilpholin would be so disappointed in Becky. There would be much shame.
Unfortunately, she doesn't know about it either.
"By which you mean the Masks, yes?" Zefir was right not to divulge secrets in the rather public kitchen. He wins smart points. Clarissa and Becky had a discussion about the Masks right there though.
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"Becky dear..." Ilpholin says, stepping forward to wrap liquid bliss arms around Becky's waist. Nuzzling her head on the shoulder briefly, she goes to lick her way up Becky's neck, before giving a hot whisper into Becky's ear. "Who sired you?" Not in the literal sense of course. I think even Becky can guess she's referring to the demon thing.
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"I guess that could be interesting. I mean, I can only make so many improvements to a creature, so maybe you could do something with machines to improve them further? I don't think the ferrets need any more changes made to them though, they're perfectly capable of performing their task as they are."
AMEN: Bug-free since...a couple of weeks after the ferrets were released.
"So what's project B?"
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Becky shudders, the Liquid Bliss quickly overwhelming her senses as she moans in delight. The kisses, licks, and whispers don't hurt either, of course. And she can't help but run her hands across Ilpholin's arms as her eyes flutter closed. "You did, Mistress..."
Becky didn't mention she was a spy giving out tons of information in Inside to some random person! Ilpholin would be so disappointed in Becky. There would be much shame.
Unfortunately, she doesn't know about it either.
"By which you mean the Masks, yes?" Zefir was right not to divulge secrets in the rather public kitchen. He wins smart points. Clarissa and Becky had a discussion about the Masks right there though.
[Main Room]
Right at the same moment the sound of an victory fanfare appears. Zefir goes for his phone.
"Hello?"
He hangs up. "Just a misdial I think."
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"Project B?"
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"We work on a project to make a creature to use as a weapon."
Because turning a harmless creature into a harmful creature is always fun.
"And who do you belong to?" Ilpholin asks before nibbling at Becky's ear.
"To you, Mistress..." Becky moans lustily, shuddering against Ilpholin. Who might, of course, have noticed the Slanneshi tattoo the shadowcaster has as a tramp stamp now.
Becky shudders, her legs starting to go rubbery as Ilpholin knows just how to tease and...provoke...her. "Yours," she whispers back, either not knowing or not caring about the technicalities of Cuthun demons vs Daemonettes.
Under other circumstances, Becky might well get a little defensive at that question. As it is, though, she's putty in Ilpholin's hands. And lips. And tail, maybe. "They...control a good bit of Riverside," she murmurs, wriggling a fair bit. "I was...am...friends with their leader...but while I have fun there...I belong to you..."
Becky gasps, then murmurs in dissapointment at the stopping of the fun.
But then...she looks down, unable to meet Ilpholin's eyes. Shame on you, Ilpholin. You've made her feel bad and you should feel bad!
"...I'm sorry. I don't want to lose you. It's just everything feels so right when I'm there..."
Making her feel bad was the point. Much more effective than just chastising her.
"Yes, I know. I can feel it exuding from you. They're manipulating you. Controlling you to like it further. That's why it feels so right. But it can't be right when it hurts me, can it? What they do to you... do to me... it hurts Becky."
Speaking of manipulation...
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Becky nods, biting her lip and sighing. "...I never meant to hurt anyone. I only went there because I felt bad about not talking to her for awhile, and...stuff happened...and..."
Ilpholin steps back up to cup Becky's cheek in one hand and wrap her other hand around Becky's waist. "Shhh... it's ok. We can fix this. Your friend used you in a moment of weakness and it's not right. But it'll be all right. But you have to tell me Becky, besides the fun, what else did they do? What else did they ask of you?"
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Outside the Archives
Korias squints as the vine falls to the ground, watching with well-trained skepticism as the vine leads up to the rather comely face. His expression relaxes, but his eyes remain fixed on her - after all, he's been at AMEN for years. Nothing really phases him much anymore.
More like "Never having left", actually. Stepping out from the door, he wedges a foot into it to keep it open and rubs some of the dust from his glasses. Still hope to spend a little time outside the archives for a change though.
"Mm, what good is old musty knowledge when you can't fly free?" Shayan agrees in a lilting sing-song as two more vines join the one supporting her in the hallway, pulling her dangling body behind them. She's currently dressed in a set of surgical scrubs with slits cut in the back to allow the six vines growing from her spine to be free, four of which are supporting her in place of her paralyzed and useless legs.
"But then, what use is leaving the nest when you aren't sure of where you're going? Have a destination in mind?"
Ilpholin steps back up to cup Becky's cheek in one hand and wrap her other hand around Becky's waist. "Shhh... it's ok. We can fix this. Your friend used you in a moment of weakness and it's not right. But it'll be all right. But you have to tell me Becky, besides the fun, what else did they do? What else did they ask of you?"
Becky sighs softly, leaning her cheek against Ilpholin's hand and snuggling up to the nymphdrowdemonother woman's side. "Basically to work for them keeping an eye on the other factions in Riverside..."
"And that's it? That's all they asked of you?" Ilpholin asks, wanting to be sure.
Becky nods emphatically, smiling at Ilpholin. "Yes, that's all." And to serve Slannesh and mutate and get a tail maybe (she hopes) and all that but that's all that was actually asked! (So far.)
BioLab
"Project B?"
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"We work on a project to make a creature to use as a weapon."
Because turning a harmless creature into a harmful creature is always fun.
"What sort of weapon are you thinking of here? What would we want the creature to do?"
Hmm, seems like Isabelle might be on board with Project B!
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