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[Jellycat12]

((Anger pays no attention to the laws of physics. And neither does the L&F.))

A can of paint and a paintbrush appear and Nayaru grins maniacally.

"but not very"

[Slayerhero90]

Alcron finishes fixing the hole in the second floor.
"Toryk4n, bryng the other rug up here."
"J4mes, pl4ster the ceylyng."

[SomeStupidGuy]

"Uh, I was going to head off on Tyrion's little trip."

[mcclay]

Angerus begins to walk with Nya still standing on his chest "ITS OFFICAL, I AM IN THE FUCKING WARP!"

[Cassandra]

((Must have missed the question!))

She nods, slithering after Barth, nibbling his ear as she falls in line.

[Slayerhero90]

((Stupid color bloops.))
"Rytsh4rd, then?"

[Jellycat12]

Nayaru shifts onto Angerus' back and starts painting little hearts, rainbows, unicorns, butterflies, and flowers all over his helmet.

[mcclay]

"SHIT! FUCK!" Angerus attempts to swat Nya off his head. This involves much running around and smashing through various objects.

[OREOSOME]

Lucas unfolds the rifle, and grabs the disk as well.
"Count me in, Tyrion."

[Jellycat12]

Nayaru takes out her whistle and blows on it. No one hears it.

[Spinal_Taper]

Tyrion looks back at the others joining them.
"Get everything you'll need. We'll be leaving soon."

[SomeStupidGuy]

"C'mon, Angerus. It's just a bit of paint."

Tyrion looks back at the others joining them.
"Get everything you'll need. We'll be leaving soon."

At this, James looks over his equipment to make sure he's got everything.

[mcclay]

"WHAT THE SHIT ARE YOU DOING!" Asked Angerus, now rumming more slowly.

[Caellath]

((Must have missed the question!))

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She smiles at him, accepting the shirt, before trying it on, giving a quick twirl to show it off, once it's in place.

Bartholomew smiles a bit as she twirls, cringing for a moment when he remembers the image again. The medic puts a palm to his face and sighs. "I'm a bit tired, I think I'm leaving for that brook. Do you want to come with me, Ke? No peeking, though."

Diaena sets her hand on Barth's shoulder again, showing another memory. In this, there would be a serpent, with patterned red skin, and it's master. The master, a human male, would give the other an order, which would be carried out immediately, the cleaning of a window. But then the image would shift, showing emotions instead of visuals. While the slave would be filled with enjoyment of it's job... The sense towards it's master would be complete indifference. No traces of affection, beyond 'job well done'.

The one I'm showing you would do anything for her master, but... In this case, it doesn't really matter who the master is. She has no feelings towards him, and it shows. This is an imperfect bond, where the only loyalties are genetic. Ironically enough, this one does have a mate, though. One of the other Passives.

Although, as her caste and that of her mate's are equal, she would not feel compelled to obey his orders. It's more of a 'normal' relationship in your terms.

Thanks for that, Diaena. I think I can grasp the concept better now.

But that also means Ke really likes or loves him...His weary expression is briefly hit by the red color of embarassment as he tries to avoid thinking about it.

((Away for a while.))

((Yeah, I took last post on the page, it isn't a surprise, no problem. ))

"So, Tyrion, how familar are you with the are we are heading to?" Barth asks, blushing as Ke keeps trying and nibbling his ear.

[Jellycat12]

Spikky calmly strolls over.

((Nayarus lusus. Huge cat with three eyes.))