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M U S E ~ M E S S A G E ~ B O X

Tue, 12 Nov 2030 20:23:00 GMT

Posted by: bell-of-stories.livejournal.com

Questions, comments, requests, queries or need for direction? Please leave a note here I will get back to you once the voices in my head stop causing havoc. ♥

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Frustration Relief | For legitlessgrump

Mon, 23 Feb 2026 22:36:33 GMT

Posted by: defilementdesires

One might be forgiven for thinking that the circumstances surrounding Darkness' poor mood or erratic behaviour was a brief blip, a bad day that would pass soon enough. Unfortunately that little dismal cloud had steadily grown over the days and weeks that passed, until it could be classed as a thunderous storm. She had often been prone to rather odd behaviour that swung to extremes quite quickly, going from stauchly stern and just to almost crazed in record time, particularly when faced with something that was a danger to her. But this...this was different.

Slowly, steadily, she had gone from sitting still to spending long hours pacing, running, exerting herself in any and all fashion possible without care or explanation to anyone who crossed her path within the large stately castle. Apparently her advised break away from adventuring and vanquishing foes was taking a toll. Rather than relaxing, perhaps making future plans or training, the paladin was pratically climbing the walls with cabin fever, desperate for any excuse to go out and come to blows with evil once more. Unfortunately for the crusader, her family had put their foot down, telling her to stay put until told otherwise.

Still, even if she reluctantly obeyed, things couldn't carry on as they were. With people starting to talk about her odd behaviour, something had to be done to curb and rein her in, lest she dash any future marital prospects they were trying to arrange down to a bizarre reputation. So, after consulting discreetly with other adventurers who had encountered her, they were directed to contact a man who was said to have supposedly 'been good' with Darkness, asking him if he could assist in settling her down.

Granted, they might not have know exactly what they were agreeing to when they said yes to 'any means necessary', but that was more down to the paladin being more of a handful than your typical unruly maiden. Still, Hei had experience, so wasn't going in unprepared when locking them in a secluded wing on the estate for the purposes of 'training'.

Less armor and weaponry, more bindings and blindfolds, especially as it helped sell the idea for the blonde that this was a means of disciplining her through defiling her; something her words protested but her body adored.

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A Bodyguard and his Charge | Resolving UST | For legitlessgrump

Mon, 12 Aug 2024 15:33:47 GMT

Posted by: seesthrough

Lilly by her very circumstance had long since developed a strong sense of patience. Being blind, it was something of a requirement, mostly for the benefit of her own well being. There were plenty of situations in which she was content to wait things out, but on occasion, when that wait served no point, it was only her politeness that prevented her voicing her irritation.

She knew her relatives meant well. They were trying to be considerate, having no knowledge that the little girl they had known to be born blind and not seen for many years had grown up into a fairly independent young woman. Yes some tasks she did need help with still, and always will, she accepted that assistance graciously. However, she'd worked hard to gain the skills needed to take care of herself day to day, and despite actively trying to demonstrate them, she was hastily waved off and fussed over. The incessant remarks about not endangering herself and to just sit back and request that someone do every little thing for her? It was just as well her visit was only for a few weeks, she could hold out that long.

But then it went a step further, when she was introduced to a man named Hei, hired specifically to watch and mind her at almost all hours. The logic was that her relatives would need to leave the house from time to time and didn't want her alone, lest someone take advantage, so a bodyguard was necessary. And since he was there, he'd surely not mind answering any other needs while there, since he was being paid regardless, something Lilly silently found insulting to both of them.

Still, over the course of the stay, there had been a shift in the dynamic with her 'protector'. Contrary to her family members, Hei quickly realized she could manage most things independently. Now knowing Lilly didn't need him to be a glorified babysitter, they were able to actually keep company with one another like normal people, even while he maintained his duties of keeping the house secure and occasionally escorting Lilly when she wanted to get some fresh air outside. However, she began to pick up on other, subtler shifts within him. The tensing of the muscles in his arm whenever he offered to her as they walked, the faint heavy exhale of breath or heavy swallow when more mature topics arose in conversation, the tickle at the back of her neck when he would pull out a chair for her to sit down and feel him stealthily inhale as if smelling the fragrance of her perfume or shampoo.

Lilly had long since come to trust those tuned senses, but her guard seemed determined to keep a professional distance, despite her trying to open up opportunities for him. After all, while she didn't know what he looked like, the image in her head was a pleasing one. The rumble in his voice, the well trained physique due to his profession she could feel through brief contact, the aloof but still charming personality that actually treated her with dignity, so much she felt comfortable opening her eyes, knowing her blank blue stare didn't make him uncomfortable. They were both adults, there was something there, and if it really was just his job that made him feel making a move would be taking advantage, then there was an easy way to fix that.

So, knowing that they'd be the only ones in the house until the following day, Lilly put her plan into motion. She prepared herself in her en suite bathroom, listening out for Hei entering her room once he was done locking up for the night. Only then did she emerge, wearing a bathrobe and carrying clothes under her arm as if newly changed, strolling over to the bed, seemingly having not at all noticed the other presence in the quiet. After all, why else would she untie the cord at her waist, the robe sliding off her shoulders and down her arms, the material opening up to reveal she only wore her bra and panties underneath. Depending on how Hei reacted, those were at risk of going soon too. That was up to him.

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Masquerade Escapades | For divine_streak

Thu, 28 Oct 2021 17:56:59 GMT

Posted by: healsforjustice

Amelia liked to think she was a reasonable person. When your future involved ruling a kingdom you could hardly afford to be without some degree of good sense. After all you were responsible for making a lot of important decisions and had to consider what was best for your citizens and those you governed. To that end she was willing to put up with a great deal, even to the point of frustration at times. However, in this case she had reached her limit, and action needed to be taken.

When put in charge or organising the seasonal masquerade she was under no illusions about the task. It would be a great deal of work that would require many hours of planning and negotiating with people who were nigh impossible to please at times, but she would do it all with a smile regardless. As a consequence of course, her time to do anything other than work, eat and sleep was limited. Most leisure activities and other things she enjoyed in her spare time, she was willing to put on hold and could be patient about...except for one.

That was why, the night of the ball, she carefully moved through the crowd, grateful that her mask meant that no one recognised her, so made no attempts to flag down the Seyruun princess for idle chatter. She had done her duty and was not about to waste another minute on the task. The other royal dignitaries could socialise as they pleased, but she only intended to have one person for company tonight. Heading towards the stairs, she cast her eyes to the group of knights that had just arrived, having been relieved of guard responsibilities so they could enjoy the party. They were still in uniform, but also in masks so as not to spoil the theme. Knowing that the there would already be eyes looking for her among the crowd, she casually lifted her hand to adjust her own mask, making sure it was seen as she headed through the door leading outside.

Granted with the number of people milling around the ballroom in various shades of excessively rich fabrics, it would be hard to distinguish individuals among the crowd, only made harder by the ornate masks everyone was wearing. However, Amelia wasn't concerned. There was one thing that an observant Flynn would immediately look for, something he could use to instantly identify her. While many of the ladies were decked out in jewels beg enough to blind people if they caught the light a certain way, the princess only wore a single elegant ring, the delicate band shimmering around her finger. Though simple and modest, Flynn would no doubt hone it on it. After all, how could he forget the very ring he had first slipped onto her hand a few months prior when she had accepted his proposal?

All those hours she hadn't had the chance to spend with her betrothed, all the time she couldn't even spare a second to wave or smile as he passed her in the halls or the courtyard, never mind actually be alone together for the even the briefest of touches or acts of affection. All of that time was owed to them both and would be repaid tonight, just as soon as Flynn to make his excuses, follow and catch up with her. For now, she would wait in a rose covered alcove the palace gardens, their special place, for him to come for her.

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Mythical Forest: Pact Between Human and Fae | For myinvention

Sat, 23 Jan 2021 17:52:07 GMT

Posted by: seesthrough

[Most knew well enough the perils that came from stepping past the boundary lines between human territory and that which belonged to other ancient creatures. The stories had been so well ingrained with each generation everyone could recite the advice off by heart from the time they could speak. Never steal their offerings, never damage their sacred markings or totems, never roam outside at night during the magical hours that are for their kind only. And of course, never cross into their grounds.]

[Well, when one got older they would learn that rule came with an exception; only go if you have honorable intent, and wish to make a pact.]

[There was no other reason, as even idle curiosity had been snubbed out in the fear of causing disrespect and invoking a curse from the wrong being. As such, Lilly had to assume that the mortal presence she sensed moving through her forest was there to see her. She was the most magically powerful of her kind in the area, the only one who could make deals that were beneficial enough to be worth risking oneself for. She was nothing if not polite, so she spoke, soft but clear, voice carried by the breeze.]

What may I ask are you seeking in my domain human?

[He wouldn't see her, not yet at least. She would assess his intent before making herself known. Her eyes did not work, but in her mind she could still see the scrappy looking young man. In her domain she could see all, and it had been a long time since she'd had a visitor, so was quite curious to hear his reason for seeking her out.]

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Captor and Prisoner: Love Runaway | For fictusrex

Tue, 12 Jan 2021 23:18:58 GMT

Posted by: scentlessblade

As the wagon trundled along the quiet dirt path, Tsubaki found the gentle bumps and swaying soothing, almost like being rocked to sleep. At the very least she was able to find some sense of peace, however temporary. Once the journey ended, she doubted she'd feel that at ease again for a long time.

Living weapons were rare, steadily disappearing with time as families died out and failed to pass out the ability to the next generation, making those who were left valuable commodities. The Nakatsukasa clan had been able to evade those who'd seek to abuse the art of the ninja tools for quite some time, but their luck had finally ran out. The hired mercenary who had found their hideaway, by some good fortune, had some moral code him. Tsubaki had surrendered herself willingly, swearing to not use her abilities to fight him or attempt to flee, and he kept to his word in exchange, leaving peacefully without drawing his weapon.

The marks on her face were proof enough she wasn't lying, though a brief transformation to demonstrate they weren't just tattoos and she wasn't any sort of fake or decoy was provided once they were at the hideout. Archer, as he was apparently called, kept her hidden for a few days as he waited for instructions from his employers on when and were he was to deliver 'the weapon'. It was all fairly quiet and comfortable in truth, her captor even going so far as to make conversation with her, something that seemed so strange to Tsubaki coming from being long considered more of an object than a person. It was...nice.

It had carried on like that, over meals and late night discussions as familiarity grew, along with other feelings Tsubaki knew better than to acknowledge, lest the take over and make everything much harder. He was doing his job, what was necessary to make money and get by, and she did her best to make it clear she didn't resent him for that. If anything she appreciated Archer making her last few days of freedom something she could think back to fondly.

That would all be coming to an end soon, the wagon coming to a short stop as she heard Archer climb down from the front seat and make his way to the back of the vehicle. Brushing off the dust from her clothes, she stood up, crouched low so she didn't hit her head on the canvas roof, waiting for the lower gate to be unlatched so she could climb down. The moon was full, bright even behind the passing clouds, the light hitting her face in a way that made the dark patterned marks stand out all the more against her pale skin, though they seemed a little faded of late. Not that there was time for her to dwell on it, not when the hour of the assigned exchange was approaching.

"It's almost time isn't it?" she mused, somewhat to herself but also to him, glancing at his face as a wave of melancholy washed over her. "I suppose this is the last time we'll be able to speak to each other."

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Midnight Training | Poolside Threesome

Sun, 10 Jan 2021 14:16:09 GMT

Posted by: scanninghand

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Quarantine Body Blues | For divine_streak

Wed, 06 Jan 2021 23:06:09 GMT

Posted by: healsforjustice

Many might believe, due to her near constant state of cheerfulness, that there was nothing that could dampen Amelia's mood. Oh sure, everyone got upset over important matters when they occurred, that was natural. But as the princess had always seemed to hold fast to a positive outlook with those little woes that got people down from time to time. In truth, that was mostly the case. Amelia was optimistic and hopeful, almost to a fault, so silly matters would surely not derail her, at least for very long. If anything she was the one to pull others out of their funks, something she was happy to do regardless.

That was the downside though; when you're used to being the reliable one, able to take care of others, you sometimes forget how to reach out when you're struggling yourself. That counted for most things, big or small. Somehow, despite her best efforts, something that had started out as quite insignificant had become monstrous enough to cause the healers smile to falter.

On some level, she knew she was being silly. Standing there in front of a full length mirror, fingers poking and prodding around her bustline, the indent of her hips and slight curve of her stomach, her eyes told her the change was minimal. Her mind however, said otherwise. Over the course of the imposed isolation, taking all precautions and not going outside unless vital, the cutback in her normal training regime had taken its toll, to the point where it was visible. Oh yes, she could still flatten most opponents if needed, but there was no denying that she had filled out somewhat, everything looking a bit rounder and softer than it had before. Yes, when she could do her full routine outside again, it would change back quickly, but until then, day in and day out, she was stuck like this.

Finally unable to continue staring at the glass as her mood soured further, she allowed childish impulse to best her, flopping onto her bed and diving under the sheets and blankets, taking refuge in the dark of her makeshift nest. With any luck she could hide there until she was finally allowed outside again. At the very least she wouldn't have to face her reflection again.

No, not even a knock at her door, a kind familiar voice calling out in concern, or even the sound of said person entering the room could make her emerge. Instead she burrowed herself further under the covers if anything. After all, if there was one thing she could think of that was worse than looking at herself at the moment, it was letting a certain knight see her like this.

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Domestic Valentine | For illfatedassassin

Sun, 09 Feb 2020 22:25:02 GMT

Posted by: healsforjustice

There was no denying the fact that when it came to couples, you'd struggle to find one more different that Hei and Amelia. One would assume that the energetic and bubbly young woman would frustrate the reserved older man with her near constant cheerfulness, or that she would become bored with someone so stoic and seemingly without expression. And yet any such questions aimed at Amelia would lead to her vehemently defending what they had, and how there was no doubt in her mind about how strongly she felt for her partner.

What exactly drew them to each other at all was still a mystery to most, but if worked then that's what mattered. Amelia certainly paid little mind to those opinions, trusting her own heart above all else. As such, it came as no surprise that when Valentines day approached, she decided she would make it very special for her boyfriend. Granted he wasn't big on anything being too showy or elaborate, but didn't think he'd object to a little private surprise waiting for him when he returned from work that day.

"Welcome home Hei!" she called, quickly leaving the kitchen and padding down the hall to meet him. Sure, her using her key to let herself in to his place was nothing new, nor her deciding to make him dinner as a show of affection when she knew he had been busy. What made today different though, was her flouncing up to him, smiling brightly in cute white apron...

...and nothing else.

"Food's all ready for you, unless you'd rather do something else before you eat."

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Culinary Encounter | For for_his_highness

Sat, 19 Oct 2019 21:53:59 GMT

Posted by: seesthrough

One would think that people would avoid roaming into new territory in the hotel considering the risk of being ensnared in some nefarious trap. And if you were at a greater disadvantage than most, such as Lilly who was incapable of 'seeing' where she was going, one might assume you'd be more inclined to stay where you knew it to be safe. Of course, the blonde girl defied that expectation, calmly strolling through the halls each day with the aid of the white stick in one hand, seemingly unfazed. She had long fought to be relatively independent after all, and she wasn't going to allow anything, least of all some disembodied force that demanded people have sex, get in the way of that.

Fortunately the hotel was considerate enough to always offer a well placed sign next to each turn and doorway, just as hand level so Lilly could read the braille inscriptions to tell her where she was about to wander into or towards. And thus far in her experiences, none had been deceptive, each door taking her to where the sign said it would. It seemed even the hotel was not so cruel as to take advantage of a blind girl by misleading her with false directions. True this was most likely because it had far better ways to bring people together for its purposes, but she could at least appreciate that small sliver of decency, no matter how unintentional.

And today, it seemed her walk was to take her to a hotel kitchen of all places. In this case however, even if there hadn't been a sign for her to read, she likely would have been drawn in by the pleasing scent of food that wafted through the air, something she had smelled from the other end of the corridor. Between the aroma and her ears picking up the distinct sounds of movement and general bustling as she entered, it seemed that rather than there just being food sitting out waiting to be eaten, the person who made it was still present.

"Hello?" she called out, head turned towards the general direction she believed the noises to be coming from, eyes still closed. A few more noises proceeded, and once she was certain she could detect footsteps approaching, confirming there was indeed another person there, she continued, turning entirely towards the source of the sounds to properly address whoever was there. "Pardon my intrusion, I hope I'm not disturbing you while you're cooking, but I must say it smells delicious."

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Lost Weekend | For devil_dragon

Wed, 07 Aug 2019 16:54:03 GMT

Posted by: healsforjustice

To say that the relationship Amelia had found herself forging with Issei was a unusual was quite the understatement. Yes it had started out normally enough when he transferred into her school and class, but it quickly became apparent that even among teenager boys, who had fairly naughty minds in general, Issei was on another level in terms of perverted tendencies. While most girls would and did make a point of preventing him many opportunities to stare at their chests or watch their backsides move under their skirts, Amelia was much more willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. Despite his antics, he was a genuinely helpful and sweet guy, at least to her, so she had no problem befriending him, apparently being deemed worthy enough to be trusted with some of his secrets. They always enjoyed each others company and had fun together, but it wasn't until one fateful study session that led them to realize just hope compatible they truly were, in every sense of the word.

Needless to say Issei had been very clear about how much he had enjoyed not only getting his v-card punched, but that it had been with her, especially since by some zany twist of fate she had managed to hold her own despite the force of the Red Dragon Emperor that possessed the young man basically amplifying his stamina and libido by a crazy stupid amount. Most first time teenagers would have had spent some time fumbling around before everything was over and done in a flash with the whole thing barely clocking in a full hour. In contrast...well Amelia had been very relieved to know they hadn't been at risk of anyone walking in on them anyway, since what had started as an initial act of kindness in letting him feel up her breasts turned into an all night marathon of countless messy orgasms as the two of them had sex in as many positions as they could think of.

Despite how it might have looked, Issei was not the only one to have enjoyed it far more than expected, with Amelia finding that the whole experience awakened an appetite she hadn't known she had possessed before. With her partner being so eager himself, it was far easier than she imagined to forgo embarrassment and just relish the pleasure brought by how their bodies fit together. Maybe she was being idealistic, but she was sure this would never had felt so good if it wasn't him she was doing it with. As such, she wondered if it would be presumptuous of her to ask that they let it happen again. only to be made to wait regardless when Issei was called away for a week. He didn't want to worry her with the details, but promised he'd be back soon and would explain everything then. While concerned, she agreed, doing her best to cover for him while he was absent.

Once she received word that he was back, tired but in one piece, she allowed him some peace and quiet to rest before inviting him to come over to her place when he felt up to it. Yes she wanted to check he was alright and get the full story of what happened, but there was another motivating factor. She had already considered helping rekindle his energy and allowing him to enjoy himself after such a grueling period in her own way, but it wasn't until she came across a certain item of Issei's that her plan took form. She had made a point of dropping off materials at his home in preparation for him to catch up on what he missed at school, and while tidying up she had accidentally dislodged a notebook from his shelf that had been purposefully squeezed in so it was mostly hidden from view. She wouldn't have peeked normally, but when it landed open on a page titled 'Kinky Roleplays and Sex Games I must try before I die!' she had pretty good idea of what the rest of the contents of the book were.

Hopefully he hadn't noticed it being missing yet, Amelia having stashed it in her own house with the plan to return it when he went home. That wouldn't be tonight though, not if she had any say in the matter. But that would depend of how things played out, the girl covering herself up in a discreet robe so everything appeared normal as she answered the door and let the weary young man inside, hugging him once the door was closed.

"I'm so glad you're okay Issei! I spent the entire time wondering when you'd get back, so it's such a relief to finally see you again." she sighed, letting him enjoy her ample bust being squished against him for a little longer before pulling back. "So, can you tell me now what happened?"

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Infiltration | For legitlessgrump

Thu, 21 Feb 2019 22:52:25 GMT

Posted by: scentlessblade

Checking the time display in the corner of her monitor, Tsubaki decided to rise from her seat and shut down her desktop, though not before pocketing the USB that had just finished transferring data. Once her belongings were packed up, she collected a dry cleaning bag from the supply closet and made her way out of the office and down towards one of the large meeting rooms. Most would just assume that she was your typical P.A/secretary who had stayed late to finish work, which just went to show how convincing Tsubaki was when it came to her actual job.

It had been a lot of work, going a good couple of months deep undercover in taking up this job so she could relay the inside intel to her partner. He needed that in order to slip into the building tonight, just in time to infiltrate the private event being hosted by the company a few floors above. First though, he'd need to look the part, hence her lying out the suit she had smuggled in on the large table inside the room before opening the windows.

"I assume you didn't have any issues bypassing the security?" she asked, stepping back and waiting for him to slip inside. A someone redundant question since he had managed to get this far without setting the alarms off, so it seemed the steps she had taken to give him an easy route in had worked. Nevertheless she was already to hear Hei out in case anything unexpected cropped up that they would need to be careful of when doing through the next phase of the assignment.

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Political Prisoner | For legitlessgrump

Wed, 20 Feb 2019 23:14:04 GMT

Posted by: healsforjustice

Seyruun by nature was a nation of peace and healing, lacking in any hostility and always willing to offer the neighboring lands a hand if needed. Perhaps to some that made them seem weak, which was why tensions had recently flared up with another kingdom. Ever the bastions of trust and good will, the royal family went to negotiation first rather than conflict. As such, Amelia found herself crossing the border into foreign territory, knowing that until matters were resolved, she would not be allowed to leave.

Yes she was being held hostage, but on her own terms, allowing her some sense of authority still. Plus she was still fairly formidable in her own right, so it seemed her captors knew better than to try and bully her into submission. Instead she found herself in the care of Hei, a loyal member of the rival kingdom's court, though his actual position remained a mystery to her. He acted as her minder, a go between for discussion so tempers didn't flare up too much, and by all accounts was civil towards her. Even on days like today, despite being allied to the other side, she felt free to speak, knowing he would not greet her standing her ground with any hostility.

"So they've asked to you to try and talk me round Mr Hei?" she inquired, standing up from her seat as he entered, shaking her head and smiling wearily at him. "I'm sorry, but I haven't changed my mind, and I'm afraid even you can't persuade me to do so. Please understand, I'm acting in the interests of my people, that's why I came here willingly in the first place after all."

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A Happily Ever After | For divine_streak

Thu, 27 Dec 2018 01:59:20 GMT

Posted by: healsforjustice

[As her quill came to cease moving across the parchment, Amelia stared down at her signature, sighing as she added the document to the pile of completed paperwork. One would assume that finishing up the days administrative duties would be a relief, and normally it was. It freed up the rest of the daylight hours for her to enjoy as she pleased; training, exploring, reading, any number of fun activities. And yet, gazing out of the nearby window at the warm day and clear sky, she felt completely uninspired to do, well, anything. This was a far cry from the usual zest and enthusiasm that defined the princess' character, and it likely hadn't gone unnoticed. Of course while it might have been a mystery to everyone at what could have caused such a depressed funk, Amelia knew all too well what she was miss. Or, more specifically, who.]

[Naturally she couldn't really explain herself without going into a lot of messy details regarding the apparent existence of an inter-dimensional love hotel that she herself didn't fully grasp, so thought better in trying. Besides that, whatever sorcery was at play meant that she hadn't been missed despite her extended disappearance, having returned home at exactly the same time that she had left, which admittedly did make things simpler. It had all been rather fuzzy at first, but her mind cleared up quickly, recalling the full extent of her stay. Of course, the sweet also came with the bitter in terms of memories, and the handsome face of a certain brave knight hadn't left her mind since it returned to forefront.]

[It was all so clear and vivid; his smile, his voice, his touch, all designed to make her heart soar and yet ache simultaneously. It had been so strange that last day, knowing that freedom was waiting and yet being terrified to take the plunge due to the fear that it would mean goodbye forever. Of course Flynn had been steadfast as ever, holding the band she had gifted to him and renewing his vow again to not rest until they reunited so he could return it. Of course Amelia believed in him with all her heart and soul, but even then she had clung to him until the last moment possible as she felt his warmth disappearing, both of them fading, being drawn back to their own worlds. With tears in her eyes, she had managed one last cry of 'I love you' before everything went white, and could only pray that he had heard it.]

[A very large part of her wanted to just leave, pack up and venture out towards the farthest reaches of the realm to perhaps find her own way to Terca Lumireis just to shorten the agony of waiting. But no, she had given him her favor, her trust and faith that he would fulfill his sworn oath as he had promised. It would be a betrayal to let impatience win out. He would find her, he had sworn he wouldn't stop looking until he did so they could be together again and this time never need to part. Unfortunately, that still meant having to count the days, weeks, months as they passed. But it would come, one day would be the day he would come.]

[That was the future though. In the present, she would still need to pass the hours some other way, getting up from her seat and exiting the office, turning on her heel in the direction of her room, unaware of the servants already making their way there to bring her to the throne room. An order from her father Prince Philionel of course, but the circumstances were rather unusual. After all, it wasn't every day that a stranger from an unknown land rode up to the Seyruun palace to insist on an audience with the princess by name, especially not looking so strangely determined and yet anxious at the same time.]

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Explosive Halloween | Messy Sex + Clean Up Sex | For bootlegunderdog

Fri, 02 Nov 2018 00:32:02 GMT

Posted by: bootlegboom

[For the record, Nice didn't need any excuse to mess around with explosives. They were her passion, her art and expertise, so she didn't need a special occasion to give her a reason to make something that would cause a delightful boom. Still, various holidays did inspire more creativity, and while certain dates were obvious, she enjoyed branching out into the less conventional. Sure, everyone thought about 4th of July because, well, fireworks. But Halloween? Considering how the festivities were all about scares, it shocked her no one had made an attempt to bring a little explosive fun into the mix beforehand.]

[Honestly she was quite pleased with how things had turned out thus far. All her testing had gone well, leaving her to just make her first set of prototypes. She'd already spent a good amount of time measuring out the ingredients, carefully funneling in the bright orange powder and pumpkin essence so the explosion of color and scent would just scream Halloween. All that was left was to add the chemicals that would cause the needed reaction when the little pellets burst. That and paint jack o' lantern style faces on the casings for added amusing detail. Still, as fun as it all way, she knew it was best to take care when handling such dangerous substances. Harsh experience had taught her not to be careless, and so she tended to wear the proper protection while working and nothing that could be catch fire if there was an accident.]

[Tonight though, rather than wearing her full non flammable gear when sitting at her workbench, she only had her flame resistant apron on...and nothing else. Her usual garb was not nearby because rather than working on it during normal hours, she had opted to put in some extra time preparing her trick or treat surprises in the middle of the night. After a delightful evening with Jacuzzi, that happened involve a lot of amazing sex, they had both fallen asleep during the aftermath. Nice however, ended up waking a few hours later. As the bootlegger couldn't seem to drift off again, she thought it best to at least do something productive. Changing into her proper garments though would mean rummaging around in the dark or putting the lights back on, both options posing the risk of waking the slumbering gang leader, which she didn't want to do.]

[So she had stumbled as quietly as she could to her work space, put on the apron and went to work. When she finished this batch off, she'd surely be tired enough to go back to bed and sleep. And of course Jacuzzi would be none the wiser. Just as well, considering the likelihood of him panicking if he woke up himself to find her missing, which was not something she wanted to be surprised by when dealing the chemicals she was currently handling. But he was sound asleep when she left him, so really, what were the chances he'd wake up now?]

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Mythical Encounter | A Hero and a Nymph | For divine_streak

Sat, 07 Jul 2018 22:15:39 GMT

Posted by: healsforjustice

As the warmth of the midday sun beat down from sky above, Amelia allowed herself a few more moments of being submerged under the crystal clear and cool waters of the stream before breaking through the surface. She shook off the excess water that was dripping from her hair before standing and making her way back to the bank. The heat of the day would quickly dry her off, so she wasted little time in willing the natural gifts of the meadow to come and coil around her small and supple frame, forming into a dress as she stepping back into the grass to tend to her domain.

As an auloniad nymph she naturally took pride and pleasure in making sure the valley pasture that was her domain flourished, her days going by without a care in the company of the creatures who inhabited it, along with the odd few that roamed through the vale in their travels. And honestly, she was quite content with that. The only exception in that routine was the odd festivity or gathering, usually hosted by Pan. Of course Amelia was fine with showing respect to the God of Nature, and there was fun in dancing and frolicking with her sister. If only they didn't have to deal with being hounded by some of the more brutish satyrs there would be nothing to complain about.

Today however seemed to be an uneventful one, or so she thought. Now that she had finished bathing some of the residing birds swooped down to perch on her shoulders, twittering in her ear that there was an intruder. Not a god, spirit or deity, but a human!

Amelia's immediate concern was that he was there to hunt and plunder, so she sprang into action. Her feet didn't even need to touch the ground, her grass and roots coming up from the soil to make her movements swift, cutting through the brush until she came to a clearing, seeing the figure of a man, gazing around as if waiting for something to jump out at him.

Funny, he had no bow or arrows, no club or ax, no weapon that a hunter would carry. The only thing he had was a short sword and shield, making him look more like a soldier. But why would a solider be venturing so far away from any city? He couldn't be either of those, so...a hero maybe? She had heard from her sisters that sometimes mortals and even demi-gods would quest in their domains for some great prize or treasure, even an object of sacred power or blessed by the gods. Thinking a moment, if it was an actual item he sought, there was something she could think of. It had just been so long since anyone had come in search of it she had almost forgotten about it entirely!

She might have dwelled upon the matter longer if not for him turning just enough let her get a better look at him from her hiding place. Suddenly the realization of how much time had passed since she'd had a mortal visitor hit her all the harder, as it had been an age since she had seen anyone so handsome! Blonde hair, blue eyes, chiseled features and sculpted body, a rugged physique that looked ready for action, oh yes! So much more appealing than those rough and hairy satyrs, and she wasn't about to pass up such an opportunity. So, only a few seconds later the wandering man would feel the tickle of someones breath next to his ear, followed by a playful sounding giggle and the sudden strong scent of wildflowers.

"Greetings mortal." she welcomed him giddily, disappearing back into the foliage if he turned to try and find the source of the voice. Yes, she wanted to have a little fun before getting down to properly enjoying such a fine specimen. "Welcome to my valley. To what do I owe this visit from someone such as yourself?"

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After Hours Fun | For bootlegunderdog

Mon, 12 Mar 2018 00:42:00 GMT

Posted by: bootlegboom

[It was quite surprising how the world could change so quickly, and often it was a lot to adjust to. While the laws had been reworked and Prohibition repealed, accepting a new way of life was not so simple, even if it was a better one. Even now Nice still couldn't bring herself to be less guarded in the presence of cops, even if now she and Jacuzzi had no reason to run away from them. In fact, part of her did miss the thrill, the excitement, the explosions especially! But it would be foolish to keep pushing such risky ventures when there was no need to. Besides that, Jacuzzi now had the chance at a life where he wasn't constantly balling his eyes out due to being a nervous wreck, and she wanted to give that to him. More than anyone else, he deserved it.]

[So they had opened up their own little place, tucked away but still had a good reputation and enjoyed a steady clientele...usually anyway. The weather had been real funny for the time of year, with freak storms and snow showers, and people were leaving earlier than the norm in order to avoid getting stuck with no way to get home. Fortunately for the former bootleggers, they lived above the bar, so they were good where they were, sending their former gang members home early and letting the evening pass them by. Poking her head outside once the last customer departed, Nice saw the street was empty, silent except for the bluster of the wind that made the trashcans in the alleyway rattle.]

Looks like we ain't gonna be gettin' much more business tonight. [Closing the door and bolting it tight, she sauntered back to the bar where Jacuzzi was cleaning glasses, moving to perch on the stool, watching him with interest.] Whaddaya say we close up early, take the night off and head upstairs? We got nothin' to do that can't wait til tomorrow.

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Hotspring Vacation | For lawofcrow

Sun, 04 Mar 2018 16:36:58 GMT

Posted by: scentlessblade

Tsubaki might still have been learning day by day how modern life worked, but some things would forever be constant in people regardless of time period, class or position. Namely, everyone got tired eventually, and despite her meisters best efforts to never let it show, Tsubaki could tell he was getting to the point of burn out at his work. Yes she did her best to take care of him, help him relax when he was at home, but she could only do so much at home before he returned to his duties the next day for the stress to build up all over again.

Fortunately she wasn't alone in the effort of making sure he didn't collapse from exhaustion, as it reached the point where even his boss seemed aware he had been putting in a lot of effort without having the chance to recharge fully. And so, once a lull in workload came around, Senji was ordered to use up some vacation days that were long overdue. To make sure that he did actually utilize the free days to unwind, his coworkers all chipped in and presented Tsubaki with a pair of tickets that allowed for a weekend booking for two at a hotspring resort. Yes, even they had by now realized that while Senji would normally fight tooth and nail against such a thing being given to him, the stubborn man would never turn down something presented by his girlfriend.

So, off they went, checking in and settling into their very comfortable room, enjoying dinner before planning to take a nice dip in the outdoor bath. While Tsubaki was familiar with such establishments, in her old life things were far stricter regarding men and women not sharing the same spring. It seemed public and general facilities still had such rules, but a benefit of their tickets was they were allowed to book one of the smaller baths to use privately. That had caused Senji's mood to improve almost instantaneously, and suddenly he seemed to have a lot more energy. Although, thinking about it, he did seem to have a fondness of being with her in the bath or shower, making her wonder if this was a full on fixation with having sex while wet and/or submerged in water.

Regardless, she was glad to see his spirits lift. Maybe she wouldn't need to implement some of her alternative plans to cheer him up at all, but she could decide that later. He hadn't come across her secret stowaway bag of surprises, since she had hidden them in the luggage after he had finished packing and removed them from the case while he was checking out the room, so it was just a matter of seeing if the opportunity arose. For now, she had no doubt that he'd be relishing what was to come, securing the towel around her body before stepping out of the changing area and into the cool night air, knowing Senji was already waiting, most likely soaking in the spring.

"For someone who recently claimed he didn't need a break, you seem to be enjoying yourself a lot Senji." she smiled.

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A Well Laid Trap | For myinvention

Fri, 23 Feb 2018 22:27:05 GMT

Posted by: seesthrough

[She liked to think of herself as reasonable. She liked to think of herself as patient. After all when you had to overcome more hurdles than average due to an impairment like hers, you needed such traits. And yet, despite all of that, the diligence and tact she had tried her utmost to employ when dealing with the situation, Lilly felt worn down to her very last shred of composure. And considering how well she managed to keep a calm and collected demeanor, that was saying a lot.]

[The source of her frustration? Mamiya Takuji, just Takuji to her. They had been acquainted for some months now, thanks to a community care program where able bodied students would assist someone of their own age who needed extra assistance due to some form of disability or disadvantage. Lilly was actually fairly independent despite being blind, but she didn't want to quash the will of someone who was only trying to be helpful, so she had agreed to the arrangement. Besides Takuji was a nice enough young man, and she actually quite enjoyed his company. In fact he was rather charming in his own way, and Lilly had grown fond of him. It seemed the sentiment was mutual too...and there in lay the problem.]

[Being blind didn't mean Lilly failed to pick up on the obvious, it just meant she 'saw' it through different means. And unfortunately for Takuji, any attempt to be subtle or discreet about how attracted he was to her could be identified from space. From the tension in his body and obvious nervous sweating when she needed to take his arm, to the quiet mutterings he didn't seem to realize her much more sensitive hearing could pick up on, it was blatantly clear the young man was interested in her. And unfortunately every time she tried to be delicate in addressing the matter, he ran for the hills, as if he wasn't being obvious enough already.]

[Well, since that tactic was not working, it seemed she would have to play hard ball and be downright blunt in order to sort of this issue. She really didn't want to play dirty, but he wasn't giving her any other choice. So, she set up a nice little honey trap for him. She happened to mention she'd be visiting her sister and be away form her dorm for a few days, and that would mean no one would be there to water her plants. As expected, a little polite prodding to see if Takuji would mind doing her a favor while she was away, and the spare key to her room was gone from her hand in a flash.]

[And when the student did check in that first evening, it would seem all was as he expected. The place was quiet, in darkness, and no one would know if he happened to snoop around the room of the girl he liked for a bit...]

[...Unless of course said girl who for some reason was lying in bed 'asleep' woke up and caught him. He would need to be careful. Oh, but maybe quickly cover her up before he left at least. After all, it had to be cold for her, lying in bed with so little on.]

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Light and Darkness | For excuseless

Thu, 22 Feb 2018 21:53:21 GMT

Posted by: healsforjustice

[As she looked down upon the slumbering face of Taek, hair splayed across the pillows and bandaged torso moving steadily up and down with every breath, Amelia had to resist the temptation to linger, to just watch him in that rare moment of seeing him vulnerable and unguarded, something he never allowed when he was awake. It was first, and likely a last for her, but she figured it was better to have enjoyed it briefly rather than not at all.]

[He would never speak to her again after this, at least civilly. It was a harsh reality she had come to accept when making the decision to go ahead with her plan. He would hate her, but it would be a long and healthy hate that would last for the many years, she hoped, that he would continue to live on. If it was a choice between than and respecting his wishes only to see him perish, then there was no contest. Because despite all of his bluster and argument to the contrary, that would happen if he got into another fight while he was still healing from his last battle.]

[Amelia knew every mark, every scar and bruise by now, having worked countless hours on him when he came stumbling back after a fight, bloody and near broken, yet still smirking and gloating about his victories. They would shout at each other of course, her chastising him while he told her to mind her own business. After that they'd bicker, she'd treat his wounds and heal him up, they verbally snap and spar some more, Taek working in some annoying flirtations in between insults, and inevitably they'd end up entangled in a flurry of rough and angry sex before waking up together the next day, and wait for the whole routine to start all over again. It was a...complicated relationship to say the least.]

[Taek would insist there wasn't anything between them, and Amelia had long accepted she was silly to look to him for anything like romance or commitment. She had known what she was getting herself into, and yet had allowed herself to grow attached anyway, to the point where she was willing to take a stupid risk to protect him. He had already made it clear he was going to meet the thugs who had called him out, his pride and stubborn ways not allowing him to back down even if it got him killed, as he was in no fit state to brawl after his last beating. So she hadn't argued at all, but rather tamper with the dose of his pain killers to knock him out for a good few hours more than normal, meaning he'd miss the meeting time.]

[Of course if she left it at that, they'd just come looking for him. So, finally drawing herself away from the bed, she left his goodbye note next to his sleeping form, turned on her heel and walked out the door. She doubted she'd do much better in this fight, but it would at least keep them occupied. And from the looks of things upon her arrival, they seemed content to have someone to pummel instead. Not that she would go down easily, charging in full force and planning to drag it out for as long as she could until they were all worn out. And all the while, she could at least be a little smug, thinking of Taek and how, for once, her morals, which he had so often mocked, were going to keep him alive.]

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To Take a Mate | For fictusrex

Tue, 20 Feb 2018 00:36:43 GMT

Posted by: scentlessblade

[This was a bad idea. She had been warned not go outside, especially tonight. It wasn't safe, that's what her owner had said anyway. All good pets needed to listen and obey, to not leave the house for any reason until morning, for their own safety. Maybe Tsubaki just had the bad luck of belonging to someone who didn't think she was capable of understanding the truth of the matter, but honestly, she would have felt much more inclined to cooperate if her owner had explained why it was dangerous for her to leave the house this particular night. She had to assume it was sensible, logical reason, which would have made it far easier to agree and listen to the instruction.]

[Even so, she wasn't a bad pet. She never disobeyed on purpose, and did her best to be loyal and caring to the one who took care of her. That being said, while she couldn't quite put her finger on it, something was...missing. She used to talk about with another female dog who lived in the house next door, but she wasn't there anymore. Apparently she had disappeared one night, and hadn't been seen again. Funny, it was round about the same time they had all been barred from going outside last year.]

[Still, regardless of her misgivings, she had done well, made it all the way through the evening, and now her owner had gone to bed for the night, leaving her to rest on the sofa and almost drift off herself-...]

[Until a noise -shaking, rattling, scraping - caused her black labrador ears to perk up. Bolting upright, she found herself slowly creeping over to the window, gazing out into the darkness of the back of the house until-there! Something was out in the street, on the other side of the garden fence, seemingly trying to get inside the yard.]

[She should have just gone upstairs and woken her owner up, but...well, this was her home, it was her job to protect it from intruders right? So, trying to fight down her fear, she cautiously opened the door to the garden, approaching the fence as quietly as possible. The air was warm and dense, making her feel light headed as she moved closer. It seemed the gate had stilled, maybe they had given up...]

[No! Someone was still there! Through the gaps in the planks, just barely, she could make out a tall, looming figure stalking back and forth along the length of the fence, her ears pointing upright as a low growl could be heard from the other side. Only then did her senses fully kick in, causing her to inhale deeply, and realization hit. She could smell him now, another dog, who for some reason had been trying to get the gate open, and apparently was unwilling to leave.]

Wh-...who are you? What do you want?

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Unexpected Proposal | For arawn

Mon, 19 Feb 2018 23:35:22 GMT

Posted by: scentlessblade

[The grand hall was already bustling, packed with bodies by the time Tsubaki made her way inside, casting her gaze up at the throne, her master discussing important matters with his advisers before he gave his formal announcement to the court. Not that it would be a shock to anyone, even though they would need to act surprised. Word spread like wildfire throughout the palace when someone had 'accidentally' overhead discussions taking place late in the night. It was just a matter of making it official; their rulers intention to finally take a wife.]

[She had known of course. It made complete sense. In her heart of hearts, this day had to come, it was simply a matter of when, not if. And it seemed that the time had finally arrived, much to the approval of several officials if what some of the other servants were whispering was to be believed. In fact it sounded as if many thought this was far overdue, and were very relieved to know that the wait was over.]

[That didn't mean she was out of a job of course. In the palace there was always a need for help, entertainment, a willing body. Still, she had already overheard the snickering and snide remarks from other girls who were still not brave enough to say anything to her face, not while she was technically still the masters favorite anyway. But once he had a bride, he would have no need for her, she would be no better than the rest of them anymore, and could be put back in her place after daring to steal Arawns attention for so long.]

[For Tsubaki herself, it was a bittersweet day. She was sad yes, heartbroken in fact underneath the composed mask she wore. But even so, as long as her master was happy, then in some small way, she could be happy too. As such, she took her place among the most faithful of the royal entourage, likely for the last time, as the scribes and advisers called for silence so Arawn could begin his formal address to the court.]

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A Society Affair | For thegraywalker

Mon, 19 Feb 2018 23:05:16 GMT

Posted by: scentlessblade

[Despite her best efforts, Tsubaki realized very quickly that it was quite impossible for her to be completely silent while walking across the gleaming tiled floor, her heels insistently clicking with each step she took. The best she could manage was to place each footfall as softly as possible, decreasing the noise down to a soft clink as she made her way across the room and slid into her reserved seat, which fortunately was right on an end. She didn't need to climb over anyone, and still had a perfect view point of the drama unfolding.]

[Finally able to relax a little, she reclined back slightly in her chair, before fixing her gaze firmly on the angled view of Allen's face, dark and deep in concentration. She wouldn't have disturbed him anyway, that would be poor manners, but even if she had tried to do so she doubted he would have noticed her when he was utterly focused, both on his opponents on the other sides of the table and the fanned hand of cards in his grasp. It seemed that some of his poker associates were well to do enough to turn one of their game nights into a social soiree, including extending invitations to various guests and plus ones. Naturally Tsubaki had been glad to accept her lovers invitation to accompany him, and she had to wonder if perhaps some of the flourish that he displayed when he wiped the grins off all the other players faces as he revealed his winning hand was perhaps a little more dramatic due to her being in the audience.]

[It was a little disappointing that prior commitments had meant she couldn't have come any earlier, and had missed the start of the proceedings, but at least she was there for the big finale of the tournament. It was of course a surprise to no one that Allen claimed victory, and now that the tension had been released, the rest of the evening could proceed at a more relaxed pace. Although, perhaps not right away, if her assumption with how he'd feel about her choice of dress for the evening was correct. She'd just have to pay close attention to his expression for any of his tells when he finally noticed her approach.]

Congratulations, a well deserved victory Allen. I should probably apologize now for how spending the rest of your evening with me will be far less thrilling.

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Sexy Sleepover | For arf_arf

Fri, 16 Jun 2017 00:58:18 GMT

Posted by: seesthrough

Many might naturally be under the misconception that the loss of one of your senses would leave you lacking, fumbling, unable to gain a full understanding and perspective of the world around you, especially when it was your sight that didn't work. Lilly however, as much as she didn't wish to seem smug, felt that in exchange for not being able to see what was immediately before her, that she got a little extra warning as all of her other senses worked overtime to make up for the loss.

As such, hearing how deep the rumble of thunder from overhead grew throughout the evening, how heavy the rain fell and crashed against the roof above as she sat across from Saito while they worked, having invited his over that afternoon for a study session, Lilly already had her suspicions about how things would play out, time marching on and no call from her sister that she was on her way home from work. So when the phone finally did ring, the girl excusing herself and going into the other room without putting a foot wrong along the way, she was already nodding before the woman on the other end of the phone line had finished explaining herself.

"I see." she murmured, blank eyes well trained and unmoving, not wasting any unnecessary effort, even as she picked up the odd soft sounds of her guest moving around the next room. "No, of course I understand. It's far more sensible for you to stay put. Actually, with how bad it's getting outside, I doubt Saito will be able to get home either, so you don't have to fret over my being alone all night."

Not that it wasn't apparent Lilly could take care of herself, they both knew that, but as the older sibling, it was her sisters job to fret and worry regardless, even if most of the time she kept a cool head. It was all down to care and concern, which did make the blonde smile softly to herself as she bid the other woman farewell for the night, expecting to get a call when she was on her way back the next morning. With nothing more to do, Lilly returned to Saito to give him the news.

"I'm afraid the weather is going to keep Akira at the office until tomorrow, so it'll just be the two of us." she remarked, already speaking up to answer the question that she was sure her companion was about to ask regarding her certainty he would not be going anywhere. "She told me the trains have stopped running, unsurprisingly with the high winds, so I'm afraid you're stuck with me until the morning. I hope that's not too terrible a fate for you."

She wouldn't have let him go out on a night like tonight regardless. Sight or no sight, Lilly was capable of a lot, including asserting herself. Under the polite manner and grace there was someone who was firm and unmovable, even if she only became so in the best interests of others. Still, poking fun at herself to make her guest feel better would hopefully ease any tension he might have had about suddenly imposing by spending the night in the house alone with a blind girl who was supposedly vulnerable.

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Oh to Feel Young Again

Mon, 22 May 2017 07:55:37 GMT

Posted by: divine_streak

Amelia might not find it unusual to wake up to find a note from Flynn on her bedside table asking her to come to his room. After all, Flynn was of an old fashioned sort who would likely find the idea of notes romantic. However, in a place like the Love Hotel, not even a perfect match of one's handwriting was an indicator of authenticity.

Whether this thought occurred to Amelia or not, when she arrived at Flynn's room, she would find the door ajar. However, if she were expecting Flynn to be waiting inside with a sexy surprise, she would be disappointed, as Flynn was nowhere to be seen. However, once Amelia stepped inside the room, she would find her disappointment magnified. From off to the side, a bedsheet was suddenly tossed over her like a sloppy improvised net. A second later a tiny high-pitched battle cry sounded off before the weight of what felt like a small child no older than six or seven tried to tackle her.

"All right you villain!" The child's voice called out as he tried to overpower his much bigger 'prisoner'. "You're under arrest in the name of the Imperial Knights! Now tell me where I am or I'll lock you in the dungeon!"

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