eclecticwitch

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Location: Casino

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Bobbi's eyes widened a moment as she sipped at her drink, which was nearly gone now. Richard's comment surprised her. He was certainly the type who liked to flirt with all of the girls. However, he tended to view her somewhat like his sister. Well, if he banged his head or something she wasn't about to let the advances of an attractive man just lay. "Oh, dat so?" she inquired, a spark of mischief in her eyes. "Is dat why you ain't had repeats to yahs bed?" She sucked down the last of her drink so that the straw made that awful 'trying to get the last bits of liquid' sound.

She felt quite bad for Casper. It wasn't as if he was intending to behave as if he were a little off and confused. If he had been dabbling in drugs they just tended to do that to a person. Bobbi could remember a time her mother had forgotten that she'd even had a child. She glanced over at her friend and his daughter, thinking perhaps she should say something but Casper seemed to take it all relatively well. And in the end, there were shinies to speak about.

Wrinkling her nose at Anastasia she quickly said, "Dah'lin, I know youse had a silvah spoon stuck up yah ass all youse life, but chitlins cannah be left on dems own. Das how ya get dead bébés." She clucked her tongue at her, the silver spoon comment meant to be playful and not hurtful. Couldn't be her fault that the rich girl didn't know about child care. "Why naw let lil' Yita try? She be a sweet lil' t'ing. No worse an idea den lettin' he be on her own." She so desperately wanted to be talking about the theft instead of this but it seemed there was much to sort through.

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

Location: Root's Teeth, Dhemlan Terreille

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Even if they had attempted to keep her away from this place, even if she had never traveled here specifically, Fatima had experienced such dirty and poverty-stricken places in her lifetime. Hell, they were some of the easier places to hide in when she traveled on her own all those years ago. But the world could change quite a bit in fifty years. She made sure the skullcap was placed firmly on her head and all of her dark waves were tucked into it. Perhaps some might be fooled. Hopefully most if they were drunk enough.

She entered the tavern alongside Jassen, allowing him to keep a protective arm about her. She wasn't sure if that would really create less or more notice. She did catch the words some troublemakers were saying to each other, likely about some poor girl stuck in the rain too. Dirty, lascivious drunken men who could hardly keep it up anyhow due to their inebriation, seemed to take great joy in hitting on a feeble female.

Luckily for herself and Jassen, the owner seemed to be the good sort of man. Offering his own bed to a couple of weary travelers. She opened her mouth to respond but remembered she was supposed to be acting as some sort of page boy. She quickly shut it and instead turned her eyes toward the disgusting men. They had disappeared. But it seemed not long before another man was hot on their heels.

Darke Magyk - Concluded

Mona Windrider

Location: The Palace
Skills: Baby Handling

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Her eyes glazed over in confusion. She had absolutely no idea what the apparition was talking about. Parallel dimensions? She had been many places in her life and done a great many things. None of it prepared her for what was happening now. Mona decided the best thing to do was let her partner in crime deal with this. She seemed to understand and know a lot more than Mona did. She turned her attention to the one thing she did understand and that was the baby.

It became apparent to all in the room with a functioning nose that the child had soiled her diaper. Amarantha even made a comment. And though she didn't like the way the very important woman spoke to her, she would do her duty to the babe. So she deftly set about changing the diaper. It was an easy, messy process and once the powder had been applied to the infant's bum she wrapped the child in a new cloth and pinned it together. What was she to do with the messed one though? She glanced at Aramantha in the hopes that she might know.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Location: Casino

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She was glad to see that Lexi enjoyed her new bracelet and it looked quite cute on her! She felt the warmth of pride spread through her body as she settled back in the chair on its two-legged position once again. Casper's comment had her raising her eyebrows though. "Yeh go on a bendah or sum'tin?" she asked teasingly. "J’ai gros couer," she said with great feeling and drama. "Tah be fo'gotten." She placed the back of her palm against her forehead dramatically.

This light-heartedness ended when Mary entered the room and the two sisters did as they always did. Fight. She rolled her eyes and settled her chair forward so all four legs were on the ground again. Sipping her drink her attention now turned to Gambit as he began to explain their heist. Her eyes brightened with delight. "Sum'tin shiny, yah do know how tah please a lady don't yah" She winked at her boss and grinned.

TAP - A Romantic Vacation [High-Casual]

Dinner continued without a hitch. People ate and chatted and grew a bit closer. Was it because they already knew their partner was likely forever and so made them more forward? Perhaps. Or was it true chemistry between folk? What did it matter? All that came from the dinner were smiles and promises and excitement. At 7:05 the band quieted once again. Onto the stage came Vance. A small round of applause started and then subsided when he raised his hand.

“Thank you. I hope the meal has been satisfactory for everyone. My wife, Amelia,” he paused as a slender woman with dark hair tied up in an intricate bun on her head walked onto the stage. She was dressed in a lovely green dress which complimented her features. He wrapped an arm about her waist and she rested a hand against his chest as she leaned close. “And I would like to thank you all for coming this evening. I met Amelia through TAP you know. And here we are, 15 years strong. I pray and hope that you all get to experience the same joy that I have. No. I guarantee you will.” His beaming smile flashed beneath the lights. Amelia smiled in quiet complacency

“Before you leave your tables you will be met by your vacation supervisor. They are here to ensure you have a fantastic experience together. They will hand out the agendas and prepare you for the next step on your journey to true love. Do not be afraid to ask questions or request anything from them.”

He placed the microphone back into its stand. He gave a small wave to the crowd before dipping Amelia and giving her the kiss of a lifetime. There was applause and the pair walked off the stage, engrossed only in each other. After a few moments a tall, muscular woman approached the table. Her dirty blonde hair was done in braided pigtails and she wore a form-fitting, pin-stripe suit that seemed like it would break beneath the pure pressure of her musculature. She could likely bench half of the table without breaking a sweat.

“Good evening!” she chimed in a soft, inviting voice that did not quite match her frame. “We are all a team here. You and me and all of us together. Anything you are needing I am here to provide.” Her accent hinted perhaps a Swedish heritage, but she sounded American enough that it was questionable. “After you all are to sleep this evening, we will be boarding a cruise ship to take us to the Royal Pearl Isles. There are a series of islands here that we will visit for a short while before going onto our next destination.” The woman began to hand out little leaflets to each couple which discussed all that could be found for fun aboard the cruise ship as well as facts about Royal Pearl Isles.

“A little about me,” she said, pressing a hand against her chest. “I met my husband through TAP. He is there,” she gestured to a shorter, thin man who was talking to a nearby table. “And we have been so happy since. My life has been bettered through him. He gives me calm and grounding while I provide a drive to move forward. A perfect match. And I desired no more than to give that to others and I now have a job here, through the company. It is a dream come true!” Her bright blue eyes filled with tears as she appeared to remember some things. She shook her head, blonde braids bobbing with the movement. “So sorry. Unprofessional. Questions for me?”

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

bump this up, pump this up

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

Location: Queen's Residence, Eldan, Hayll ==> Coach Station ==> The Winds

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She listened to the girl in complete silence. Her piercing white-gold eyes never left the maid's face until the moment she touched her own throat. She understood and smiled gently. She reached up and brushed hair back from Illyria's face. "Thank you," she murmured as the Grey shield fell. Leaving it up too long could draw attention she did not want. "Go, back to your duties." She brought the maids hands up and kissed the back of them before she stood and continued packing for her journey.

About five minutes after the maid left, Jassen came to her door. He had obviously not been chosen to escort her for reasons apparent to all who knew him. However, Fatima had a great amount of trust in the man and to begin with this was his idea. He was coming to check up on her and make sure she had everything she needed. However, he would be surprised to hear her tell him to prepare to leave in ten minutes. She would meet him at the stables.

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Fatima had snuck quietly from her room. A simple pack with her things was slung over her shoulder. Her hair had been tied up and a skull cap placed over her head. She wore a simple moss green tunic, brown leggings tucked into sturdy but worn leather boots, and a simple belt with a couple of pouches attached tightened around her hips. Her breasts were strapped down as well as they could be and still be able to breathe. Her tunic was kept loose over the belt and at a single glance, she might just look like an errand boy. Should anyone inspect closer they would certainly see the feminine details of her face and the body she tried to disguise.

Being a small place with little by way of guards or protection Fatima slipped easily from her home and into the stables. She took with her a single, trustworthy stallion. He had always been sweet to her though arrogant and pushy with others. Jassen also met her there and the pair of humans and horses rose out into the wilds of the world. The pair rode out until she reached a coach station. She arranged and paid for herself, Jassen, and the horses to be carried along the winds toward the destination that the maid had relayed.

For the first time in her life, travel made her nervous. Leaving her home without a Queen seemed utterly dangerous. What if another Queen took advantage? Hurt her people she had left behind before she could come back and help the land she had come to treasure. What would her mother do? A wry smirk quirked to corners of her lips. Probably leave things to rot and die. This was how they had gotten here in the first place. It was a long journey and Fatima eventually fell asleep, despite all of her fretting. Her head rested on Jassen's shoulder as she dreamed of happier times.

In a Devil's Court.

Who knows! The banter between the two will be so much fun!!

In a Devil's Court.

Huzzah!

In a Devil's Court.

@Enzayne I honestly can't wait for Lascivia and Lyria to have a conversation.

Edit - that is if she ends up accepted! Lascivia I mean...