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Post by carcinoGeneticist on Mar 21, 2008 0:09:32 GMT -5
"No problem.[/b]" Seth waited for her, lifting his long snout into the air and taking a deep breath. Damn, but that smelled amazing! He glanced around, eyes falling on the Bazaar after a moment. That must be the place where the smell was coming from, and his gaze seemed to lock on to it.
Oh, he was hungry. Sex and fighting did that to a man, though, so he wasn't entirely surprised. When Heilyn returned, he set off behind her, keeping an eye on both the people around him and on her rear (it was important, after all, to make sure no one else was looking at it). It really was a lovely rear, even when her tail kept getting in the way of the view... The bat had to hold himself back from biting at it and tugging the woman atop him. It was a lovely mental image, really.
The man that they approached was another story. Seth disliked him immensely, and was quite pleased to see Heilyn's reaction to him. That innocent look was a real laugh, and Seth was quite pleased to see it not being used on him. It also meant that he knew that he could play as well, and he stood behind the woman, wrapping his wings around her in what at first seemed to be a rather innocent and loving movement, right until he pressed his hips rather firmly against her back.
"Good sir, your offer is kind... And I wouldn't be at all offended if we could trade that to you for a memorable night. Something like that... A whole new set of memories to replace those lost by the trading of this fine necklace,[/b]" he gently raked his teeth through Heilyn's cheek, a crimson eye locked on the man. He was clearly already nervous about the Solandrian, but how far could he push that? He wanted to make the deal quickly, before the man realized how badly he was being swindled, and what better way to do that was there?
The bat gave a short and deep laugh. "Anything that you can offer that will make devirginizing this sweet girl any more memorable will be hugely appreciated.[/b]"
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Post by Satra on Mar 21, 2008 1:04:16 GMT -5
Heilyn was looking around at her surrounds for the smell, at the people, the surroundings, and for food. She assumed Seth was doing his job and looking out for her back and not... directly at it.
It took a fair amount of willpower not to do something back to Seth as he pressed himself so firmly against her Unngghhh... But she kept up the act, making her eyes go wide and giving out a gasp, then a shy giggle. She looked over this man's table with more care... there! That dagger. She could see it was broken, its tang loosening from the wood of the hilt. But it was full tang, which meant more steel. She gave an overbearingly cutesy squeal and giggle, hiding her face and the fact she wasn't blushing. At all. The man and said and done far raunchier things to her, not much could make her blush. Hit him over the head with a rolled up newspaper for being inappropriate in public, maybe, but blush? No.
"Oh, stop!" she squeaked between giggles. So I'm a virgin now, huh? Well this lie is becoming more and more elaborate... She breathed a bit and came back up, uncovering her face. One could assume it was just the fur covering up the blush...
She picked up the dagger. She'd been given a brief, but very thorough run-down of how to appraise something. She wasn't an expert, but it looked like decent enough steel. Not great, but not complete crap. On top of that, the screws were made of the same material as the blade. How far could she take this? The necklace was nice, but small, the silver not worth the materials in steel alone. The assembly didn't matter, so long as she had the materials. She could sell the steel for silver, which flowed much more freely in the Bog than steel, which in turn could buy better weapons for Seth upon leaving again. Oh, what lovely advantages knowing the ins and outs of an economy could bring.
She knew they could use the scrap material, even if it just gets melted down to be used in a stove top or cooking implement.
Seth would probably be offended at the pathetic excuse for a weapon she just picked up, but she would get him to go along with it and would explain to him her reasoning later.
The man looked at her quizzically.
"Yeh... I dunno wha' tha' has t'do with yer intentions fur theh ev'nin'..."
"Sweetie! You said you'd teach me knife fighting!" she said in almost a childish manner. "Ohh, but it's broken... we could just wrap it, right?" she looked at Seth behind her. Flicked her eyes in the direction of the man and her ear gave a slight twitch. Hopefully that would be enough to make him go along. Keep him thinking what he was giving away was trash and that it didn't mean as much to her intentions as it did. If he caught on, he would start pushing the price...
"Oh, is this iron?!" she picked up a heavy, dark picture frame that resembled a wrought iron gate. Steel was made from iron. The man blinked, obviously thinking this woman was an idiot. "Look at the lovely design, love!"
"Yus... yus it is, miss." it was, honestly, another piece of trash. The parts didn't fit right, it was falling apart and needed tools to repair, and...
"I think the rust gives it a mysterious look, don't you, darling?" The man blinked, then went back to an oily grin. Easy sale. If any Yarrow were to see her at the moment, they probably would've ended this insult of a game she was playing at the expense of the female half of the population by slaughtering her with great joy.
"M' goodness, ya 'ave a' artistic eye, don' ya, Miss? Aye, it'll giv'a sense of rustic beauty teh' any pi'ture yeh put in it," he winked as made the pun. Heilyn choked at the horrible... ungemnrgbgf She quickly turned the choke into a giggle. It was a lot to ask for from just a little necklace, so she stuck with that.
"I just love them both..." she eyes Seth with a faux hope. It really didn't matter to her, purchase or no. It was nothing more than a thought of a future investment. Like hell she's pay a single pewter for the crap.
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Post by Kiki on Mar 21, 2008 7:36:08 GMT -5
Satra and Xenon receive 1 token each, to be redeemed in Ashwin's Shoppe.
This will automatically be added to your recorded totals in the shoppe.
Congratulations, and keep up the good RP!
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Post by carcinoGeneticist on Mar 24, 2008 19:07:43 GMT -5
Oh, things were getting more and more entertaining as they progressed, and Seth wrapped his wings more tightly around her, continuing to nibble at her cheek and earlobe. If it was up to him, he would drive her crazy now, and then later she'd just be begging for him... The thought made him shiver slightly and press up closer against her. His wing rose, the palm of his "hand" pressing into her breast quite deliberately. He might get hit for it, but it was so so so so worth it, especially when he looked at the man and caught a glimpse of his expression. Priceless.
He leered over her shoulder at the knife, wrinkling his nose at it. What a piece of crap that was! Surely, the could get something better for the necklace? He had the distinct impression that Heilyn knew what she was doing, however, and he thought it better to let it slide for the time and interrogate her later. With his tongue. Yes indeed.
"Of course, babe,[/b]" Seth growled, his voice dropped an octave or two to match the appearance he was trying to present. It just screamed "abusive boyfriend". "It'll be a good starter blade for you, won't it? I'll put some padding on it so you don't hurt your delicate little fingers. I want them to stay nice and soft for me.[/b]" he gave her another small nip to the neck, wondering what else she was going to try and get from the man's junk heap. It was actually quite interesting.
A frame? What the hell, Heilyn? He nodded, giving her a slightly crooked smile. "We can put the pictures from the wedding in it, don't you think? I'd love to make you wear that sexy dress out in the open, but having a picture to remember it by will be more than good enough for me.[/b]" he gave the man an overly exaggerated wink and chortled heartily at his little joke. That was the dumbest thing the bat had heard in a long time, and held on to Heilyn a little tighter to keep from killing him on the spot. Thank the suits he wasn't a diamond, or the man would have seen right through them in a second.
"Well, I... I suppose that would be fine.[/b]" he said, shaking his head a little sadly. "Aunt Margot's cancer has progressed, so when she goes we'll get her necklace... It's not the same as mother's, but it'll look just as good on your sweet little self.[/b]"
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Post by Satra on Mar 24, 2008 19:35:37 GMT -5
hskjfgs;fjhadfn
Honestly, what had happen to her self-control? If he kept this up--
The man gave Seth an odd look, unsure of what to make of the man. Heilyn could've grinned at the way Seth played along. He looked like he was having a lot of fun playing along. Time for Heilyn to make her move. She gave Seth a kiss on the cheek, but not daring herself to do anything more. Being pressed up against him like that just reminded her so wonderfully of the times in bed they shared--
"Oh! You're just such a darling!" she squealed in delight. She gave her surroundings a look around as she turned back to the man, her smile taking on a slightly more terrifying air than before. No one was really paying attention to her, probably finding her too annoying for their time. Oh, and look. Something else made out of iron on the table. How much could she get away with...? Damn, she really could've left this for tomorrow morning when they would leave, but, ah, well.
"So? Do we have a deal?" she asked, the air around her becoming slowly more foreboding. The man made a face.
"Yer awful cute, miss, but... 'tis 'n awf'l small piece t'ask fur tha' much, miss, purdy as eh t'ing it... is..." he shifted, feeling very uncomfortable.
"Oh? I think it's fair," her eyes had moved to direct contact, but she changed back her look to pure sugary innocence. She thought for a moment she could smell urine.
"....it'sveryfairhaveawonderfuldayyoutwo." She smiled, gave a "Thank you, sir!", and reached for her swag, deactivating her ability. Feeling suddenly empowered again, the man grabbed her wrist.
"Now WAIT jus'a moment 'ere...!"
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Post by carcinoGeneticist on Mar 24, 2008 23:01:16 GMT -5
Seth was only too aware of the effects that his movements were having on her, and it only provided the bat with encouragement. For now, he decided that he could relax slightly and ignore the man. They had what it was that they needed, even if Seth wasn't quite sure why the pieces of junk were needed. He smiled at the kiss to the cheek, feeling relatively sure that the only reason he was getting it was because of the role she was playing, but appreciating it all the same. There was no reason to let the reality of things get him down, especially not when he was almost guaranteed to get laid soon. " Anything for you, my sexy little bitch.[/b]" Seth replied, giving her a full smile and a long and slow lick to the cheek, scratching at the fur on her stomach softly. She was, wasn't she? She was certainly sexy, and basic biology said that she was also a bitch. Seth had to work to supress a small shiver as she activated her aura, ears flicking backwards as his eyes narrowed. What was that? He had never felt anything like it, and he was honestly feeling nervous around her. He found himself grimacing slightly as the scent of urine filled the air, and then he relaxed ever so slightly. The issue was over, and he gave Heilyn a small nip to the neck. " Time to get the hell out of here, I think...[/b]" Then he heard her make a small noise, and the bat froze. Red eyes moved from the man's hand and where it was gripping Heilyn, and then travelled to his face. The man was silent as his body rippled and changed, and he didn't even seem to notice the change as he reached out, gripping the vendor's arm and squeezing with a large and muscular hand. His pupils narrowed as he stared the man down, continuing to apply pressure until he felt a subtle kind of grinding under his fingers. " You shouldn't do that.[/b]"  |
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Post by Satra on Mar 24, 2008 23:30:30 GMT -5
The man, being of much lower rank than them was especially susceptible to Heilyn's small magical ability. The woman had terrified him, causing him to piss himself. He was angry now. This woman had obviously done... something...
He made a strangled gasp as there was suddenly a very large, strong hand grasping his arm, making it hurt. Eyes wide, he looked up at the Solandrian, shocked to see his bipedal form. Heilyn, too, whipped her head around to look at him. She had expected him to jump at the man and perhaps be able to swipe that third, unmentioned piece in the chaos... be she had not expected this. At all. Other merchants were looking at them, attention captured by the sudden tension. Heilyn shook herself mentally.
"Didn't you... say that was alright...?" the air of innocence was back. The man looked between the two and swallowed. After a pause, he nodded and stepped back.
"Y-ya... m''pologies fur teh misundehstandin'..." Heilyn didn't dare go for swiping the extra piece and just took what was agreed.
"L-let's go, hun," she stuttered, tail tucked under her, "I'm done sh-shopping..." DAWWW, she was playing the victim, how KYOOT. The merchants in the general area who had not gotten a whiff of her magical ability were now throwing dirty looks at the oily fellow who was the actual victim.
When they were out of sight and earshot of the witnesses of the event, Heilyn piped up again, back to her normal self.
"I'm a little hungry, what about you?" she looked over his new form, holding back some drool, "You look incredible..."
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Post by carcinoGeneticist on Mar 25, 2008 1:23:36 GMT -5
Seth's fur was bristled, standing away from his body and giving his already-impressive form even more bulk. The corner of his mouth turned up slightly, giving the man a very good glimpse at what seemed to be more teeth than should fit in his mouth. His ears were flattened against his skull, eyes looking more like those of a wild animal than of a man who - in a fit of surprising emotion - had acheived his biped form. As Heilyn spoke, Seth only dug his claws in slightly, a threat of what was to come if the man didn't conceed to what he'd agree with.
As he nodded, Seth swiftly twisted his wrist before releasing him, easily and cleanly breaking the bone. He had gone back on his agreement, which was one thing, but he had laid a hand on Heilyn. For that, he deserved more than just a broken wrist, but the coyote seemed to want to leave. "I hope you give more consideration to your word in the future, sir,[/b]"
"Yes, let's.[/b]" the man hissed softly, giving the vendor one last warning glare before following Heilyn away from the croud. His fur was still bristling, even as the woman turned back to him. He was furious. In fact, he was beyond furious. The nerve of that little...! Heilyn's exclamation seemed to bring him back from his enraged thoughts, and he jumped slightly before turning to look at her. The reality of the situation came rushing back, and he was dimly aware of how he must look.
And that was damn fine. He grinned ever so slightly, feeling the anger melt at the sound of the compliments. "I could... stand to eat.[/b]" he finally said, reaching out and gently touching her face with one hand. Well. That was new. "And then I'd like to get our room. I want you to tell me how incredible I look. But not with words.[/b]" his eyes flashed slightly.
((aaaand timeskip? X3))
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Post by Satra on Mar 25, 2008 2:21:30 GMT -5
She had expected him to defend her, yes. However, at the level he was positively fuming, almost to the point of taking personal offense... something about that just made her... love it.
A crooked smirk made a way onto her face as he touched her face. He seems to have finally realized what exactly he'd accomplished today. Beautiful. She reached up to touch his hand. She greatly desired to show him her human form... but he looked awfully strong. She would have to gauge his strength and roughness before putting her ever-so-delciate human form at his mercy.
"That," she smirked, nipping at his fingers, "Can most certainly be arranged."
~~Leeet's doo the time waarp agaaaiin!~~
A day or two had gone by. The sun had made its way out in that time, forcing Heilyn to wear her mask again. In that time, she had revealed her Human Form to him, but had made him swear up and down that he would not mention a single thing about it in the Bog. She was wearing her Biped form at the moment as they stood at the edge of the wood, perched on The Wall.
"This is your last chance to turn back," she said to Seth in a completely non-judgmental voice, "I have people waiting for me inside, so I'll be safe without you. I wouldn't think any less about you."
But I would hate to have to forget about you...
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Post by carcinoGeneticist on Mar 26, 2008 18:34:10 GMT -5
Seth's gaze was locked on the wall that loomed before him. It was all that separated him from their destination, a place that he had done weeks of research on but still knew nothing about. There was something menacing about the wall, no matter what dangers he had already passed - they were standing in the middle of Tulgey, for suit's sake! - and he could feel himself shrinking away slightly from it.
Until his eyes fell on Heilyn, of course. Something about the way she was sitting there made him feel slightly more confident. She was an amazing fighter, and yet she had enough faith in him that she had taken him on as her own personal bodyguard. That spoke volumes about her opinion of him, and fed wonderfully into his ego. He knew that, no matter what happened, he wouldn't be able to turn back yet. Not until this thing was done, and he wasn't even sure if he would be able to leave her then. The weeks had taken their toll on him, and Seth was shamelessly attached to the woman at this point.
He wouldn't admit that out loud, of course.
The man was silent for a moment as he considered the wall, spreading large wings and taking off with a mighty flap, alighting beside her on the Wall. He leaned in and gave her a small kiss to the cheek, then grinned. "The pay will stop if I leave, and I imagine I'll never get to fuck you again.[/b]" he replied simply, pulling out his mask and slipping it on over his nose.
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