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When it takes more work for a character to get into her casual attire...
Than it does for them to get into their normal attire...
You know something isn't quite right.
Than it does for them to get into their normal attire...
You know something isn't quite right.
Is it learning right? I don't know, is this how butts learn things?
Konan375 said
Hola
Butts again?
God dammit Konan.
Why can't you go two days without mentioning butts?
HERRO.
Cynn Ellime
When Annabeth threw a blanket over her, Cynn remembered how hot she'd felt in the room earlier when she'd mistaken her open door for an open window. Deciding that now would be a good time to show her roommate how the windows opened, she stood up, disregarding the blanket in favor of mobility. She felt the company present move their gazes away in unison, which kind of annoyed her, as she wasn't in any revealing underwear. Quickly making her way to the panes of glass at the back of the room, she flipped the latch on the bottom of the frame and pushed out. The cool evening breeze hit Cynn, and she instantly felt refreshed. Moving the two rods on either side of the windows into place, the window sat still, now at a 25 degree angle from the wall.
Going back over to her bed, she fell onto the mattress and looked at Annabeth. She wanted to believe that the girl was impressed by her modification to the windows, but she couldn't tell. Leith still stood, a fact that Cynn refused to accept.
"Leith, you...you can take a seat...if you'd l-like," she said, turning her gaze back to Annabeth. How would she go about doing this? "Uh...I...I w-would l-like some f-food...yes... Um...what...uh, how...how was your day? Y-Y'know...after..." The white-haired elf's voice trailed off, but she didn't mind. Her attire was already making the human blush, and she could tell the girl was trying her best not to look too long at her assets. It was flattering, and something of a victory for Cynn. For some reason, she didn't feel uncomfortable like this with Annabeth around. Maybe it was because of her history of helping the elf in times of need, or maybe it was her air of safety, but she could sit like this for hours and not even care, as long as the human was there.
Remembering that Annabeth could read her mind, Cynn blushed, hoping she hadn't picked that time to listen in on the elf's thoughts.
When Annabeth threw a blanket over her, Cynn remembered how hot she'd felt in the room earlier when she'd mistaken her open door for an open window. Deciding that now would be a good time to show her roommate how the windows opened, she stood up, disregarding the blanket in favor of mobility. She felt the company present move their gazes away in unison, which kind of annoyed her, as she wasn't in any revealing underwear. Quickly making her way to the panes of glass at the back of the room, she flipped the latch on the bottom of the frame and pushed out. The cool evening breeze hit Cynn, and she instantly felt refreshed. Moving the two rods on either side of the windows into place, the window sat still, now at a 25 degree angle from the wall.
Going back over to her bed, she fell onto the mattress and looked at Annabeth. She wanted to believe that the girl was impressed by her modification to the windows, but she couldn't tell. Leith still stood, a fact that Cynn refused to accept.
"Leith, you...you can take a seat...if you'd l-like," she said, turning her gaze back to Annabeth. How would she go about doing this? "Uh...I...I w-would l-like some f-food...yes... Um...what...uh, how...how was your day? Y-Y'know...after..." The white-haired elf's voice trailed off, but she didn't mind. Her attire was already making the human blush, and she could tell the girl was trying her best not to look too long at her assets. It was flattering, and something of a victory for Cynn. For some reason, she didn't feel uncomfortable like this with Annabeth around. Maybe it was because of her history of helping the elf in times of need, or maybe it was her air of safety, but she could sit like this for hours and not even care, as long as the human was there.
Remembering that Annabeth could read her mind, Cynn blushed, hoping she hadn't picked that time to listen in on the elf's thoughts.
Cynn Ellime
That sigh that Cynn had tried so hard to conceal managed to escape her oral prison and run out into the open. Looking up at Annabeth, she smiled a weak smile and waved awkwardly, her movements limited by the massive block of wood above her.
"Hi...Annabeth," the elf murmured shyly. "Would...um...you mind...helping L-Leith here? He's...not going to hurt me or anything." She added the last part having noticed the girl's hand on her knife, and did so in a tone that implied, "Back off, he's cool." Cynn tried not to think anything rude, because she knew Annabeth might hear it, but some things still slipped in. Still, she figured it was good to let bygones be bygones, and that any help was good help.
Alright, when this is over, she thought. I'm going to get a lighter bed frame
As Leith walked over and attempted to lift the bed, she hoped Annabeth would, in fact, help, as it would be a good point of conversation later on.
That sigh that Cynn had tried so hard to conceal managed to escape her oral prison and run out into the open. Looking up at Annabeth, she smiled a weak smile and waved awkwardly, her movements limited by the massive block of wood above her.
"Hi...Annabeth," the elf murmured shyly. "Would...um...you mind...helping L-Leith here? He's...not going to hurt me or anything." She added the last part having noticed the girl's hand on her knife, and did so in a tone that implied, "Back off, he's cool." Cynn tried not to think anything rude, because she knew Annabeth might hear it, but some things still slipped in. Still, she figured it was good to let bygones be bygones, and that any help was good help.
Alright, when this is over, she thought. I'm going to get a lighter bed frame
As Leith walked over and attempted to lift the bed, she hoped Annabeth would, in fact, help, as it would be a good point of conversation later on.
Lucius, I believe you're up.
The Irish Tree said
Nah, its fine. That and I've uh, sorta decided I would hold off on joining in on the Blood action until you guys got to Act II. Also, I damn well better be able to make an angry ass half-elf and half-orc with my DM, motherfucker approved a Coconut Necromancer and a Citrusmancer. I'm not even kidding. They use fruit magic. And it's !
I believe 'twas thee who introduced me with Spoony the Bard.
Lucius Cypher said
Yeah, seems like that I do have a lot of time. Funny really; you'd think that it'd be great to have a lot of free time, but it's sort of like money. The more you have, the more others expect you to use it. Well if you don't mind my rambling, I went to go play a game with my brother. Half-Orc Fighter. Obviously pretty combat oriented as he was my first and I wanted to light everything on fire. But the first part of our mission involved going to an opera for fancy people. Me and my bother dressed up all noble like, but I wanted to bring in my Orcish Double Axe. Of course the GM gave me a weird look and warned me that the others might not look at me kindly for bringing it, so I started making up excuses that would fit in with their stereotypes of orcs, like how it's "Ancestral" and that I "Inherited it from my father" and so forth. He still warned against it and I fell for it, but in the end it didn't matter. Zombies attacked and I nearly got killed when three of them began to wale on me. Got saved though.Hey, do you think it's weird that you can have a half-orc or a half-elf, but you can't have a half-orc/half-elf?
You should be able to, but that would just be a quarter-orc quarter-elf half-human character.
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