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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 3:35 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 6:19 am
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![User Image](https://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s73/ShidoniOneeChan/Pets/Fifth Age/1- Certs/5- Adult/th_luminita.jpg) It brought a smile to Luminita's face to see Esmee's anger disappate so quickly, the chocolate apparently having been the right call on her part. That was something she'd always grown up hearing: if a woman was upset, all it took was a little bit of chocolate to calm her down and bring a smile to her face.
Apparently it was true. Results... saved.
During a pause between the chocolate offerings, the angel brought the palms of both of her hands to her lips, holding them for just a few moments to take in their scent, before carefully popping a couple into her mouth. Her hands lowered and she hummed in delight. Oh were these so-o-o good~! Never mind that they warmed her stomach and brought a delightfully light feeling to her head.
She was lifting her hands to repeat the motion when a particular p***k tingled her rear end, causing her to straighten up and her wings to flare out for just a moment. Her eyes looked around, trying to figure out who was responsible before she was overcome with the most particular feeling.
Her body wanted, needed to move. In circles and gyrations and with a particular sort of rhythm which may or may not have coincided with their background music.
Luminita grinned and nodded as Esmee began to move and confirm her own feelings. "Me too! I just felt a sting on my butt and now I want to move! That has to be the cause of it all." Well, her hips were already kind of moving on their own, her body rocking back and forth, up and down, whether or not she was aware.
Into her mouth the rest of the chocolates went.
Her hands grabbed Esmee's and she grinned brightly. "Now that we know: dance with me!" She was already moving around in a comical sort of fashion, but hey, she was having fun. She hoped that Esmee would return the gesture and, if so, they would soon have found themselves moving into the center of it all very much like those socially-awkward geeks finally letting themselves go at senior prom.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 8:14 am
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"But where do these pricks come from?" questioned Esmée, glancing around her body--while continuing to badly move it, of course--trying to figure out if something had landed on her or in her to cause such a strange sensation. When she came up with nothing, this just baffled her more.
Where did that sensation even come from?
Not quite so willing to take that as is, Esmée twirled around, looking for something on the ground that might have fallen away from her, or maybe something that had flown away from her. Still, nothing! How peculiar! "Is this party populated by bugs so microscopic they cannot be seen by the ordinary eye?"
Dammit, she forgot her microscope!
Esmée wanted to get to the bottom of this, she didn't want to dance with Luminița! But yet, she could not stop herself from agreeing, offering a, "Let's dance, Lumi!" which was far more enthusiastic of a statement than she'd ever give in any other circumstance unless she was talking about science, perhaps. She had to move her feet and her hips! Her body was commanding, no, demanding it! How could she be doing anything else?
To those who were looking, Esmée probably looked like an uncoordinated doofus, but she was certainly doing something related to dancing...
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 8:47 am
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Sombra couldn't help but chuckle. Her enthusiasm never ceased to please!
Her words did strike an interesting cord with him, though! Maybe this take-over would be easier now that the tree had been attacked. Still, there was one matter he had yet to take care of. He still had no clue how to unlock his powers. They'd been locked to him since he came to this place. He still needed to unlock something in order to achieve his goals. He had yet to tell Tari all that nonsense.... He had no plans to tell her, either. It wasn't her problem, after all.
The final cords struck of the song they were dancing to and he pulled away, bowing to Tari graciously. "Thank you for the calming dance, my Kitten." he then spoke while turning to gesture her off the dance floor.
"But, perhaps there is something you can do for me now..." he started, bringing his voice back down to a whisper as he pulled her close to his side. Something that the obvious host had mentioned (and one loud and boastful party guest) had tickled his curiosity. "I get the feeling that there are more rooms to this temple. Some of which might hold some strong warriors..." They might be battle ridden, but he could only assume they'd help him if given the right motivation.
He tipped up her chin with a finger, using his nail to scratch her there teasingly. "Scout the Temple, for me." His dark malicious grin flashed under his cloak. "Be careful, my Kitten. Report to me when you're done..."
There were a few Pae he needed to watch out here. Some were really drawing his eye.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 8:48 am
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Oh good, she stopped stabbing the floor.
Oh no, she stopped stabbing the floor!
Quite conflicted about how he felt about the state of floor stabbing, Mikasi watched mournfully as Pix finally fully lifted herself from the floor, disregarding the stabbing of the marble. While one part of him was most assuredly relieved, the other part of him mourned the loss of his hero. She was too interested in ... fruit cubes. Yes, he was not worthy of the attention of his hero. He should have known better.
With a mournful sound almost sounding like a sad meow, Mikasi looked down at the ground, drawing circles on it with his finger. But then she gestured to him! Mikasi glanced up, wondering what she was saying about him, only to find out she was referring to him as a possible sibling of the new girl! That wasn't right.
"No... I have no sisters," stated Mikasi, sadly, and that much was not quite true. He didn't really have much awareness of Vika, though...
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 9:01 am
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![User Image](https://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/Fifth_Age/Paeil/certed/fae/th_cazir.jpg) If Zakira had noticed much of Wellspring's reaction besides much less apologetic and more happy, she didn't actually acknowledge it.
The young sprite girl made it to her feet, even if she lifted a hand to rub her head a little bit afterwards. At least nothing really hurt, it just felt a little loose! Like she wanted to dance! "You guys are worrying too much," insisted Zakira, cheerful as ever. "I'm fine! Really!" She didn't want to sit down. At a party, that was boring! She wanted to dance!
... Though getting more food did sound good, she would admit. Hungrily, Zakira glanced over to the nearby beverages and snacks table, wondering how some of the delicious stuff over there would taste. She hadn't exactly had much of it, yet.
To Dameon, Cazir turned and offered a small, nervous chuckle. "Uh." Good answer, Cazir. Bolder, he straightened himself out, staring at Dameon Much More Seriously. "We're here by ourselves! Daddy said we're old enough." And they were, dammit. They were teenagers! They were ready to take on the world! Too bad his other sister hadn't come, though. But she'd probably just sit at the wall, reading or something. Boring.
"The fainting thing isn't normal, but she says she's fine--"
"I am, Cazi! Stop worrying and get me one of them chocolates!"
The giggles from Zakira would have normally made him groan a bit, but he chuckled instead. "Alright, alright..." As he went to get the chocolates, Cazir glanced around to see if the sad girl with the wolf tail was still somewhere circling, and if he found her, he'd offer an apologetic smile and a mouthed, 'Sorry.'
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 9:15 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 10:25 am
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