part 11 of the China Pearl Inn

Smith waves to DW as he moseys out the door, "Morning, Princess!"

He will put the last coat of oil on the gate today. So he gets his supplies, and sets to work. Feeling his mind relax, as he focuses on the work.

He wonders how the Miller is getting along.

DS
"Morning, DS!" she yelled as he went out the door.
"Princess, how the hell did I get dubbed a Princess?"
 
Smith smirked a little, as he applied the oil.

He thought, "That armored lady probably hates being called Princess....She works, unlike a Princess. But, I like it."

The oil flowed smoothly, over the previous coats he had applied. The gate was looking as good as new, if not better.

DS
 
Smith walks in for a drink of water, sees DW's scanty dress, and the Doc, giggling.

STUPID, Doc, really stupid." shaking his head.

"I apologize, DW, Princess was just a term of endearment...and a bit of cheek."

DS
 
Morning Cait.

I hand Cait her morning coffee.

Princess? I would of thought warrior, knight of the shinning, Tame of the Beast, :rolleyes:, might be more to the point Cait.
"Morning, CG and thank you" I took the cup of coffee from him, took a sip and grinned wryly. "I know. I don't know why DS insists on calling me Princess.

:: sideways glances at DW and pulls out my latest invention the 'ball-gown-inator' and secretly points it at DW and fires... I chuckle as her new armor and katana transform into a ballgown and say, :: Like that... Cinderella...

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:: I look at the gun and adjust the dials saying, "Wait... oops... hold on... :: I fire again and the dress on DW shrinks down and goes from nice to sexy as fuck :: There we go... much easier to enjoy...

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" MO!!!!! You...you....*growls* THIS is not my armor. Give it back. Now!"

Smith walks in for a drink of water, sees DW's scanty dress, and the Doc, giggling.

STUPID, Doc, really stupid." shaking his head.

"I apologize, DW, Princess was just a term of endearment...and a bit of cheek."

DS
"Nothing to apologize for DS. However, I'm hardly a Princess or a Queen. More like a used up paladin."
 
"Nothing to apologize for DS. However, I'm hardly a Princess or a Queen. More like a used up paladin."
"I understand that. Being a pawn for the powers is not for the weak. You DO carry yourself regally though, Miss! So, I will not say it again, but you will always be royalty in my eyes."
Essays a bow at DW.

DS
 
"I understand that. Being a pawn for the powers is not for the weak. You DO carry yourself regally though, Miss! So, I will not say it again, but you will always be royalty in my eyes."
Essays a bow at DW.

DS
She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

"I got nothing." She chuckled and drank her coffee.
 
Well Cait The coffee has remained coffee. I guess we should be thankful for small favors.

I idly wonder what effect that huge dump of fair dust the other day may have on Mo. seems it only activates if he gets up to his old shenanigans. :rolleyes:
 
Smith blows her a kiss, and walks back out, the other half of the gate still needing his attention.

"Really stupid, Doc!" he calls out as he strolls away.

DS
 
Well Cait The coffee has remained coffee. I guess we should be thankful for small favors.

I idly wonder what effect that huge dump of fair dust the other day may have on Mo. seems it only activates if he gets up to his old shenanigans. :rolleyes:
She looked at CG over the rim of her mug. She wondered if they were thinking the same thing and then wondered if Mo was ready for whatever happens next.
 
Smith blows her a kiss,

Keep those lips to yourself boy, *his snarl echos around the room as he steps from the shadows, the amber of his eyes glowing menace as he moved to his mate, curling his arms around her from behind, kissing his claiming mark "nice dress my love. And i wouldnt call you used up, but definitely washed up" he chuckled in her ear "nice, and wahsed" he growled again
 
Keep those lips to yourself boy, *his snarl echos around the room as he steps from the shadows, the amber of his eyes glowing menace as he moved to his mate, curling his arms around her from behind, kissing his claiming mark "nice dress my love. And i wouldnt call you used up, but definitely washed up" he chuckled in her ear "nice, and wahsed" he growled again
She was happy to see him as always and when she heard his words to DS, she chuckled. She relaxed against him and when hios words came to her ear, she blushed. Wolf!!!
 
Keep those lips to yourself boy, *his snarl echos around the room as he steps from the shadows, the amber of his eyes glowing menace as he moved to his mate, curling his arms around her from behind, kissing his claiming mark "nice dress my love. And i wouldnt call you used up, but definitely washed up" he chuckled in her ear "nice, and wahsed" he growled again
"Relax, Brother Wolf. She's yours, you're hers. I get it. I was just being sociable."

"And save 'boy' for Doc, the twelve year old in a much older body. Thank You."

DS
 
"Relax, Brother Wolf. She's yours, you're hers. I get it. I was just being sociable."

"And save 'boy' for Doc, the twelve year old in a much older body. Thank You."

DS

*he pins Ds with a hard stare* being sociable does not me blowing kisses to unwilling women, OR carrying a womam asleep to YOUR bed without permission, you are a boy, your words, your actions speak of such since the day you walked through these doors, yesturday touching kata without permission, carrying her off to someplace she gave no permission for, you need to seriously stop, and think. We know you want to be a part of the conversation but you are approaching this completely the wrong way, *he snarled *
 
"I understand. I apologize for my offences, real and perceived."

Smith walks away stunned.

DS
 
"I understand. I apologize for my offences, real and perceived."

Smith walks away stunned.

DS

*catchs his arm gently stopping him*

<<You have a good head on your shoulders,*his voice gentler* personalities clash. *he turns DS to look st him* im sorry i snapped, and i apologize, youve said and done some things thst really have rubbed people the wrong way, just, relax a bit, we are all just playing characters, nothing here is personal, it's all a story, nothing we say or do here is us, its the characters >>
 
:: Points the gun to DS and Logan and fires forcing both of them into really tiny ball gown dresses and high heels and thigh highs :: Hey... ONLY one bad guy here... this guy! Now... take it to the dance floor and have a dance off!

LOGAN's dress

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DS's dress

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*his body stills, slowly, he looks down at himself, blinks, then his gazr lle turns to Mo, the black of his iris's shining as the amber color fades, leaving his eyes black as shadow, lips peeling back he snarls* FUCKIN REALLY?!?!?! *he barks, his hand snapping out towrds Mo, weaving arcane symbols onto the air as shadows begin to gather around Mo, freezing any movement from him bwfore swallowing him completely, a second later Mo's shout rings from outside followed by a large splash as Mo is dumped unceremoniously into the lake outside from 30 ft in the air*
 
Mo Kat Only? Well I guess that is something.

As he unceremoniously lands in the lake below the brow of the hill with a resounding splash I cock my head.

Y
ou may have bidden off more than you can chew Mo. But at least you got a bath.

Logan the style is fetching but I fear pink is not your color. Dark Red does suit you.

I try very hard not to break out in laughter but fear I may fail.
 
:: 20 minutes later ::

The sound of waterlogged shoes squishing was the first indicator of Mo's return through the front door. His eyes looked over at Logan and smirked... despite me being completely soaked and having to walk back to shore from the middle of lake bottom because I can't swim... and my air bubble-inator worked by default at the first indication of water trapping my head in a big air bubble which incidentally was still floating around my head making my head shimmy and change shape as I look around the room.

I try to speak, but the bubble blocks makes my voice wobbly so I pop it... I glare at Logan and said, "Who said you could cast your magic spells.... Wolves lick their own butts and use the floor as toilet paper. Oh... by the way... you are still in your dress... you must like it..."

I whip out my ray gun as he leaps at me and fires... his dress dissolves away into those latex tendrils that coil up around him tightly with those special zippers like DW had had. I look at DW and say, "Turn about is fair play... DNA coded for your access only. He is all yours. I suggest you take him to PetSmart and use that discount I got for him. The fur has to make horrible chaffing on you DW..."

:: Eyes Kat as I circle the bound and gagged Logan and DW and walk towards her saying :: Since Logan is a magicky person... perhaps we can make an arrangement to help protect me from magicky spell things.... interested?" :: sits down on the stool next to her and watches her ::
Still in her slutty ball gown, she raced over to Logan and eyeing him with a sensual glint in her eyes as she walked around him.... "Hmmmm... now this has possibilities," distractedly, she answers Mo, "Oh the fur, when it comes out, doesn't bother me one bit. I love my Beast," she snickers still eyeing Logan. She flicked her wrist and the air in front of them began to swirl. The portal formed and she gently pushed Logan into it and followed after.
 
:: 20 minutes later ::

The sound of waterlogged shoes squishing was the first indicator of Mo's return through the front door. His eyes looked over at Logan and smirked... despite me being completely soaked and having to walk back to shore from the middle of lake bottom because I can't swim... and my air bubble-inator worked by default at the first indication of water trapping my head in a big air bubble which incidentally was still floating around my head making my head shimmy and change shape as I look around the room.

I try to speak, but the bubble blocks makes my voice wobbly so I pop it... I glare at Logan and said, "Who said you could cast your magic spells.... Wolves lick their own butts and use the floor as toilet paper. Oh... by the way... you are still in your dress... you must like it..."

I whip out my ray gun as he leaps at me and fires... his dress dissolves away into those latex tendrils that coil up around him tightly with those special zippers like DW had had. I look at DW and say, "Turn about is fair play... DNA coded for your access only. He is all yours. I suggest you take him to PetSmart and use that discount I got for him. The fur has to make horrible chaffing on you DW..."

:: Eyes Kat as I circle the bound and gagged Logan and DW and walk towards her saying :: Since Logan is a magicky person... perhaps we can make an arrangement to help protect me from magicky spell things.... interested?" :: sits down on the stool next to her and watches her ::

Still in her slutty ball gown, she raced over to Logan and eyeing him with a sensual glint in her eyes as she walked around him.... "Hmmmm... now this has possibilities," distractedly, she answers Mo, "Oh the fur, when it comes out, doesn't bother me one bit. I love my Beast," she snickers still eyeing Logan. She flicked her wrist and the air in front of them began to swirl. The portal formed and she gently pushed Logan into it and followed after.

He snarls and barks and hurls curses at Mo as he struggles against the latex, his arms bound in a way he cant use his claws to tear free, a yelp is the last sound he makes as DW squirrels him away
 
He snarls and barks and hurls curses at Mo as he struggles against the latex, his arms bound in a way he cant use his claws to tear free, a yelp is the last sound he makes as DW squirrels him away
"Now darlin' don't fight it. Let us enjoy it."
The last thing heard is her sultry laughter as the portal closes.
 
I glanced at Mo with a curious look.

"An arrangement? What did you have in mind?"

I couldn't help giggle at the scene of the men in dresses, I did agree with Cg that pink isn't Wolf's color, it still brought a teasing smile to my lips. For now, I remained seated and kept to myself for now. Turning my attention back to Mo,

"I apologize if I got to carried away yesterday. Thank you for the flowers, they are beautiful.."
 
Logan and Cait have made their departure with logan wrapped up in latex like a Christmas present . Mo is still lurking around some where. I follow is wet foot print and calling

Mo!

Kat a Rum and fruit?
 
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