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Post by carcinoGeneticist on Jul 16, 2008 23:03:59 GMT -5
Seth's nose twitched slightly, and he glanced at Heilyn. No, he was not one for insects. The bat shook his head rather vigorously, quickly regretting the movement. This... drink, this firecracker, was far stronger than he'd expected it to be. "I will just take your word for that one, Lyn.[/b]" he muttered, taking another deep sip. He was almost at the bottom of the drink by now. "Honestly, I'm not even that big on meat. Did you know that? It's kind of funny, isn't it? Someone like me, not eating meat? Bloody silly.[/b]" a grin tugged at the corners of his mouth, but she wouldn't be able to see it.
He listened with great interest, raising what was left of the drink and sniffing it again. It smelled an awful lot like blackberries, but now that she mentioned it, there was something... Different. He had assumed it was the alcohol before, but now that he knew that this wasn't the case, he was impressed.
"What kind of alcohol is used to make this?[/b]" he asked, raising an eyebrow as he finished it off. It was actually quite refreshing, once he managed to get over the life-like feeling of burning. "If I can get a bottle of it, I'd like to bring it back with us. Could be useful. I can use blackberry syrup to make it, so long as I can replicate the type of alcohol... This is damnably delicious.[/b]"
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Post by Satra on Jul 16, 2008 23:57:04 GMT -5
"It is quite silly. When I first met you, I honestly expected you to be a meat eater, but I know your preferences, now," she said in a fairly suggestive manner. She smiled and tickled him under the chin. The bar tender's eye brow rose as he looked at the pair. He had no idea what was being said but the body language was unmistakable. He wondered for a moment if it was any different with a foreigner. They were so... he looked the blue mohawked Bat up and down... strange. But they seemed to be built generally the same, so it shouldn't be too different.
"It's made from a hard liquor, carbonated water, and whatever the desired flavor is. The liquor... is like a whiskey... sort of. You see it's made from a corn and barley that was magically crossbred with rice so that it can grow in the wet area bet-" be stopped in mid word. It was probably wasted breath going into it, "It only grows here, we can order a or two bottle before we leave." There. Nice and simple.
"Would you like another, or did you want to try a different drink? or maybe just a different flavor?"
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Post by carcinoGeneticist on Jul 17, 2008 1:07:06 GMT -5
Seth nudged his snout against her, looking up at her with glimmering red eyes, his tongue snaking out and running across her neck very softly. His head was starting to swim, but he was far from done, even as he set the drink down once more, the glass now completely empty. "I do suppose you could say that I go for coyote every now and again...[/b]" he murmured, nipping at her ear before falling back into his chair, grinning widely and happily. "In fact, I could go for it tonight, I bet.[/b]"
He didn't listen all that closely to her talking, other than taking down a mental note of the ingredients. He could probably buy some fizz from a Corvie or somethin'... They were the types to have random things like that. "Maybe four. I've got nothin' else to spend my money on here.[/b]" he laughed, then quirked a brow at her offer.
"I could go for another, yeah.[/b]" the bat chuckled, shooting the empty glass a look. "But! I want a different flavor, I think. You pick, I'm sure I'll be pleased.[/b]"
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Post by Satra on Jul 17, 2008 2:00:56 GMT -5
Heilyn shivered slightly as the Bat's tongue snaked across to the side of her neck opposite of him. Oh, how she would miss that tongue during their visit here. Too bad he couldn't hold his breath long enough to--
She snickered at the openly staring bartender who seemed to be slightly irked. Reverting back to the Bog Dweller's thinking, she remembered the attitude towards Outsiders. It wasn't so much xenophobia as it was just an uncertainty. She understood the man's discomfort in her openly display of having gone when no Bog Dweller had gone before.
"Hmm~ That can be arranged. I know this lovely place where we can go~" she took a deep intake of breath as he bit her earlobe and turned to watch him sit back down. God, she wanted him now... even if a good half of that 'want' was just for him to hold and touch her. Hell, they could do it just about any time she didn't have obligations. Not like they had to wait for night to sleep. The sky was barely visible, so any biorhythms associated with day and night were forgotten in the Bog. It was a town that never slept. She shrugged.
"How ever many you want. We can also order more from the Outside so we don't have as many to carry back to the Court," she looked back at the bartender and nodded at Seth, "Get him another, but make it Lychee this time."
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Post by carcinoGeneticist on Jul 20, 2008 20:51:25 GMT -5
That night proved to be a complete and total flop in regards to sex. The lychee drink was even more exciting to the man, and so he had to try another flavor. And another. In fact, as the night wore on, Seth continued to ask for more, and it wasn't until Heilyn actively dragged him away from the bar that the bat realized exactly how drunk he was.
A faceplant into the dirt outside of the bar gave him a very good idea of that fact.
The weeks passed without event, though Seth began to feel some inklings of homesickness as time wore on. He missed Weed. The grass that was avaliable here, frankly, made him nervous, and he longed for that which he and Zuberi had shared together. Sometimes, he just felt the need to clear his head. Especially as Heilyn's pregnancy progressed... That was getting interesting. Not that he could complain, when it came down to it. Those same hormones that made her crazy in the day also made her crazy in bed.
Ahhh, bed~ A perfect place.
Seth sprawled out beside the woman, unhooking his mask to plant a soft kiss on her nose, red eyes fogged over with sleep. "Mornin'.[/b]" the man muttered, quickly closing the latch again as he rolled onto his side, body parallel to her own, running a hand from her shoulder and down across the gentle curve of her hip. The swelling of her midsection was not just his imagination now. "What's our agenda for today?[/b]"
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Post by Satra on Jul 21, 2008 2:11:04 GMT -5
Heilyn sighed as she looked at the thoroughly plastered Bat sprawled face down on the ground. She was both embarrassed and envious of his current state. He was still conscious, though, and didn't need someone else to carry him home for her. They managed to stumble home together.
It was a long, boring time of political work. 'Peaceful' political meetings became shouting matches, then returned back again. Heilyn knew very strongly what she believed should be done and it seemed insane to her that nobody else saw it. Honestly, it shouldn't be taking this long.
But it did.
Several weeks past... and she was showing a bit early. It was tiny, but it was definitely a bulge that wasn't there before. She woke to a leaf nose right in front of her and a small kiss. She returned the gesture with a lick... that felt rather odd... She didn't revert back to her Animal Form as she usually did. How... odd. the hormones were probably throwing everything out of whack. She shivered at the light touch. Even the smallest sign of his affection felt like a beautiful fire.
"Weell~ We have the day off today... Remember that little Tove we found a few days ago? The one with all the crazy gills?" there were goosebumps where he touched, embers lingering after the fire, "I think we should catch it before I get too big to chase it." There was a mischievously smug look on her face. She wanted that damned Tove. It was too fucking cute not have. It seemed a little people shy at first, but at the same time, a little curious.
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Post by carcinoGeneticist on Jul 21, 2008 17:39:58 GMT -5
A day off. Seth fell back again, a wide smile spreading across his face. Ahhh~ Maybe he could spend the entire day in bed~ Or drunk and in bed~
Either way, he was not expecting what would come next. The man rolled onto his side, putting his weight on his elbow, brow furrowing slightly. Yes, he remembered the Tove. How could he not? It was one of the strangest things that he'd ever seen, all Bog colors and with those strange flowers on its back. He had, in all honesty, been somewhat... Unnerved by the creature. He couldn't deny the spark that had entered Heilyn's eye when she'd seen it, however, and he knew how happy it would make her if they could catch the thing...
"Well.[/b]" he said a little uneasily, but smiled all the same. "Even if you were to wait, I could go after it... But! Since you're right, it is our day off, we might as well spend it trying to find the little bugger again.[/b]" he stroked her face softly, then swung up out of bed, stretching out luxuriously. There would always be later today for more sex and more bed. In fact, the sooner they managed to catch the tove, the sooner (and longer!) bed and sex time could be.
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Post by Satra on Jul 21, 2008 18:24:54 GMT -5
Her brow furrowed slightly at the unease in his voice, but her concern melted away as she was quickly distracted by his touch. She smiled as she leaned into the it, closing her eyes, enjoying every little nuance. She really couldn't deny it any longer... she loved this far too much. She couldn't help but grin in perverted pleasure as she watched him stretch, watching every muscle tense and relax. It took nearly every ounce of willpower she had to let him enjoy his stretch before grabbing his ass.
"Hmm~ You're too good to me," she said in practically a purr as she crawled over to his side of the bed and sitting up so those lovely buttocks were in reach, "but I think we should catch him now. I want him to get used to and attached to me before the crazy hormones hit harder." She wrapped her arms around him from behind, feeling that luxurious warm fur on her skin. She snuggled her face into his back, with a stupid-happy smile on her face. The man was a drug.
"We should go to the market and get somethings. There's also a Spade magician I know who can tell me a thing or two about Toves before we make any attempts."
[We can timeskip over the errands if you like, the only thing "important" that will happen is Heilyn finding out that specific Tove was formerly owned]
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Post by Kiki on Jul 25, 2008 7:30:57 GMT -5
Satra and Xenon receive 4 tokens 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 Jul 27, 2008 21:03:01 GMT -5
Seth was already moving around the room as Heilyn spoke, gathering their things and a few items which the man thought might help in convincing the strange creature to come close enough to them to be captured. If it had been a Mome that they were after, things would have been much simpler. After all, Seth knew a great deal more about them than he did Toves, if what they had seen was really even a Tove. As it was, he had gathered a number of different treats, hoping that at least one of them would strike the creature's fancy, and then they were off.
Heilyn's contact proved to be a good one, and Seth felt much more confident once they were on the road once more, his Tove knowlege greatly improved. He had narrowed the selection of baits down quite a bit, and his spirits were greatly raised by the time they had set out for the place where they'd last seen the snake-like creature.
Seth was dead silent when they arrived, keen red eyes scanning the foliage, large ears perked to try and catch any sound. He didn't want to startle the creature before they could even get close, and who knew if it was even still here? It was their best bet, however, and so he would wait.
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