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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 4:27 am
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At this question, his face seemed to turn a bright red. He seemed to stay quiet for a few minutes before slowly giving a small nod of his head. "I guess you could say that...I didn't meant to make you uncomfortable and if I did I am sorry." He seemed to give a soft sigh at this point before looking over to him. "And to you it doesn't matter? Or is it that sex is just sex," he asked looking to him
Oriax smiled when the man gave his nod. He knew he had hit the nail on the head when the man turned read. "You haven't made me uncomfortable. Animals are used to finding pleasure with each other. It seems to matter little to me with whom I might find pleasure with. Gender matters not to me."
He seemed to relax when he knew that things were good. "I see, wish the times here could be like this but people are still to closed minded," he said with a small shake of his head. "I am curious...are...daemons able to have children or not." He figured they had to be unless some creatures were just born with magic like himself
Oriax felt the man relax and settled himself in the basket. "As I said humans are strange creatures." the daemon stated. "We can if we change our bodies to do so, its a bit hard to do and generally we have to find magic from other sources. I believe thats how the rumor of us eating humans to obtain our own human form came about."
Jason seemed to give a soft laugh at this, shaking his head some. "When I first heard that rumor I couldn't help but laugh." He then petted his little fox head just as they finally reached his home. "Welcome to your new home. I hope you will like it here." He then unlocked his home from the magic he used to keep people away before walking in. He set the basket on a small table in the kitchen. "Feel free to explore while I look at my to do list for the day.
"It seems foolish to me too, why would one eat a human to become them when we just have to figure out your complex facial features than copy them. We are creatures of transformation. after all." Oriax stated. As soon as the basket was set down he jumped from the basket and to the floor. He sniffed around the house exploring each place. "Your house is quite interesting."
Looking over a few papers, he gave the other a small nod. "I suppose it is...though I can never seem to keep this place clean," he said with a sigh. "Which is why I usually hire someone once a week to come clean." When he finished reading, he began to move about as he pulled out a few books. "Now help me to enchant this amulet for protection for this guy coming later...but remember...check to see if it's real for him or if he is going to turn around and sell it.
"Am I supposed to assume that you want me to clean the place up for you so you don't have to pay anyone?" Oriax questioned. "How would you like me to help you shall I pass some of my magic to you?" Oriax questioned.
"No I don't want you to clean...just cook since...I can't," he said with a small sheepish smile to him. "And if you can please, with the story he gave me...if it's true...he is going to need all the protection he can get." he had offered to help the man get his daughter back for him but was a tad confused with the man refused him
"That I can do but I also do not like a messy place. Stepping on things I don't know what they are is not nice." the daemon spoke. "If you can get him to repeat his story I will tell you whether or not he is lying." Oriax stated. Closing his violet eyes the daemon focused on his magic and passing it through the bond between himself and Jason.
Nodding, he closed his eyes and felt the magic pass before he quickly began to transform it protection. This took a little over ten minutes, so when they finished, he smiled to him. "Today is cleaning day so you won't have to see the filth for much longer I promise.
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