The Chinal Pearl Inn part 8

*Gathers up all of Uggg's roses in a candy bowl and puts on her eating pants*
 
*Gathers up all of Uggg's roses in a candy bowl and puts on her eating pants*

*Pulls down the lady's eating pants while she's distracted by the roses then bites her on the bum!*

:devil:Again! :devil: Wooooot!:devil:

Awww.... you need me to kiss that better for you:D
 

*Pulls down the lady's eating pants while she's distracted by the roses then bites her on the bum!*

:devil:Again! :devil: Wooooot!:devil:

Awww.... you need me to kiss that better for you:D

Hah nuts to you! That was my fake bum!!

*steps out of a very convincingly life-like butt and wiggles her own, bite-free bottom instead*

No, but got something else you can kiss tho.

Lightly tosses a D4 at her

"I know. I just don't know how to type it out."

*Catches it in her mouth and swallows it whole, before demanding more*

Get a skyrim keyboard. Simple. :rolleyes:
 
Hah nuts to you! That was my fake bum!!

*steps out of a very convincingly life-like butt and wiggles her own, bite-free bottom instead*

No, but got something else you can kiss tho.



*Catches it in her mouth and swallows it whole, before demanding more*

Get a skyrim keyboard. Simple. :rolleyes:
This is a thing?
 
Hah nuts to you! That was my fake bum!!

*steps out of a very convincingly life-like butt and wiggles her own, bite-free bottom instead*

No, but got something else you can kiss tho.



*Catches it in her mouth and swallows it whole, before demanding more*

Get a skyrim keyboard. Simple. :rolleyes:

"Why?"
 
Sorry I'm hardly here team. I'm lurking but I've got so much work on today I won't be posting much.
 
Hi everyone, Had a call from the CO (CG’s old friend). I’m being recommended for my NRR Badges! Thank you all for your confidence in me. I’m going to the pub with our unit commander.
 
Hi everyone, Had a call from the CO (CG’s old friend). I’m being recommended for my NRR Badges! Thank you all for your confidence in me. I’m going to the pub with our unit commander.

Yaaaaaay!!! Congrazzles!! :heart:
 
She opened the door of the CPI with eyes drawn toward the ground. As if in a trance, she wandered to the darkest corner of the room, taking up silent residence in a vacant armchair. A shift from the norm, for her.

With a discontented sigh, she arranged herself on the chair, taking off her sandals so that she could place her feet beneath herself, tucked tightly away. She leaned to the left so that her elbow would reach the armrest; a palm facing upward to cradle her own cheek. Her gaze was far off, as if she were seeing a reality beyond the natural plane; her lip quivered as she tried to stay composed.

A part of her wanted to scream bloody murder, the other part wanted to weep. Thoughts raced through her head, and, while she knew there were folks in here that would gladly lend an ear, she didn’t want to bother anyone. She just wanted to be part of the furniture, for now.

 
She opened the door of the CPI with eyes drawn toward the ground. As if in a trance, she wandered to the darkest corner of the room, taking up silent residence in a vacant armchair. A shift from the norm, for her.

With a discontented sigh, she arranged herself on the chair, taking off her sandals so that she could place her feet beneath herself, tucked tightly away. She leaned to the left so that her elbow would reach the armrest; a palm facing upward to cradle her own cheek. Her gaze was far off, as if she were seeing a reality beyond the natural plane; her lip quivered as she tried to stay composed.

A part of her wanted to scream bloody murder, the other part wanted to weep. Thoughts raced through her head, and, while she knew there were folks in here that would gladly lend an ear, she didn’t want to bother anyone. She just wanted to be part of the furniture, for now.


Seeing BT come in he immediately recognized that look. His face drawn he stood up and walked over to her. Leaning down to place a light kiss on top of her head, whispered something in her ear, and then stepped away to settle nearby to give her the space she needed should she desire it.
 
Seeing BT come in he immediately recognized that look. His face drawn he stood up and walked over to her. Leaning down to place a light kiss on top of her head, whispered something in her ear, and then stepped away to settle nearby to give her the space she needed should she desire it.


As he kissed the crown of her head a small tear made its escape from her left eye. A fleeting thought to reach for him before he walked away crossed her mind, then vanished.

The sudden realization that she was about to lose control made her violently wipe the tear away. No. Not today. She mentally counted a few times, in twos, up to eight, and back down, pressing each fingertip firmly against her thumb, in rhythmic succession, hands mirrored in the action. Her eyes fluttered as a few more tears escaped, drawing slowly down her cheeks until they reached the edge of her jaw and fell into her lap.

A silent pep-talk to herself relaxed the rigidity her shoulders had taken on. She slumped into her chair a little, allowing one leg out from its prison beneath her. Then the other. She gripped at the edge of the armrest firmly, eyes wandering to find him.

When she stood, she wobbled on the spot. A flowy-skirted summer dress followed her movements, falling just to above her knee. Her eyes locked with his, and, like a ship lost at sea finally finding it’s way home, she walked towards what she considered to be a lighthouse in her otherwise dreary, stormy world.

She clambered onto the armrest beside him, making no effort to pretend or otherwise coyly deny that she needed a hug. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gently buried her face against his clavicle; tremored breathing escaped her lips and heated his skin as she held on to him for dear life.
 

As he kissed the crown of her head a small tear made its escape from her left eye. A fleeting thought to reach for him before he walked away crossed her mind, then vanished.

The sudden realization that she was about to lose control made her violently wipe the tear away. No. Not today. She mentally counted a few times, in twos, up to eight, and back down, pressing each fingertip firmly against her thumb, in rhythmic succession, hands mirrored in the action. Her eyes fluttered as a few more tears escaped, drawing slowly down her cheeks until they reached the edge of her jaw and fell into her lap.

A silent pep-talk to herself relaxed the rigidity her shoulders had taken on. She slumped into her chair a little, allowing one leg out from its prison beneath her. Then the other. She gripped at the edge of the armrest firmly, eyes wandering to find him.

When she stood, she wobbled on the spot. A flowy-skirted summer dress followed her movements, falling just to above her knee. Her eyes locked with his, and, like a ship lost at sea finally finding its way home, she walked towards what she considered to be a lighthouse in her otherwise dreary, stormy world.

She clambered onto the armrest beside him, making no effort to pretend or otherwise coyly deny that she needed a hug. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gently buried her face against his clavicle; tremored breathing escaped her lips and heated his skin as she held on to him for dear life.

He had settled in, but he could still sense her turmoil. He could not deny it was gnawing at him, but he did his best to block it out. A deep breath in, then out. Eyes closed for a moment as he played a song in his head to mentally reset his spirit back to a neutral state.

Time passed and their eyes met. He offered only the faintest hint of a smile. It was warmth and encouragement, not a happy smile; the smile of one friend supporting another.

He was in casual dress today. A pair of well-worn jeans, a black faded T-shirt with a faded logo from too many washes of a woman and streaks of orange. It was hard to make out the rest of the shapes, but the words on the shirt were still visible. 'As I Lay Dying" Obviously a band that he favored.

When she stood up and made her way toward him he just watched her with a piercing stare that seemed to take in everything. As she neared the armrest he already had made room. Reaching out to wrap his arms warmly around her. One arm around her frame warmly stroking her back, the other softly stroking her hair.
 

As he kissed the crown of her head a small tear made its escape from her left eye. A fleeting thought to reach for him before he walked away crossed her mind, then vanished.

The sudden realization that she was about to lose control made her violently wipe the tear away. No. Not today. She mentally counted a few times, in twos, up to eight, and back down, pressing each fingertip firmly against her thumb, in rhythmic succession, hands mirrored in the action. Her eyes fluttered as a few more tears escaped, drawing slowly down her cheeks until they reached the edge of her jaw and fell into her lap.

A silent pep-talk to herself relaxed the rigidity her shoulders had taken on. She slumped into her chair a little, allowing one leg out from its prison beneath her. Then the other. She gripped at the edge of the armrest firmly, eyes wandering to find him.

When she stood, she wobbled on the spot. A flowy-skirted summer dress followed her movements, falling just to above her knee. Her eyes locked with his, and, like a ship lost at sea finally finding it’s way home, she walked towards what she considered to be a lighthouse in her otherwise dreary, stormy world.

She clambered onto the armrest beside him, making no effort to pretend or otherwise coyly deny that she needed a hug. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gently buried her face against his clavicle; tremored breathing escaped her lips and heated his skin as she held on to him for dear life.
He atched BT, obviously in distress. He watched her move to FD and smiled. She was in good hands, then.

Rising the elf moved over to them with light feet, one hand lifting to make small circles on BT's back. "It can be so overwhelming sometimes," he says softly, "I hope that you feel better soon sweetling."
 
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