Summoned from the underworld.

[Vivid]

Tiador

Muffin? Her name was Muffin? What kind of name was Muffin? Wait, wasn't there a Muffin who had a mother who..... oh. Oh!

Tiador watched as she elbowed Cain in the side. He chuckled to himself softly. The silence certainly was awkward. He smoothed out the pillow to hide the bulge of the book and regarded his visitors once again.
"So, ummm.... would you like some water or .... fruit?" That was what good hosts did right? Offer refreshments? He tried to remember.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

With a grumble to his voice Cain said. "We need your help Tiador." He grudgingly let that much out and then locked eyes with Muffin a superior smirk comming to his lips. "Muffin here, she tried to cast a find familiar spell and ended up mucking it up like always and instead brought an imp to our realm... And seeing as I am such a nice guy I agreed to help her out..."

 

[KillerMuffin]

I gasped, almost unable to believe my ears. I should have seen this one coming, knowning Cain.

"I did it? You fiend!!!! You did it and you know it!" I shrieked. I balled up my fist and smacked him with it. I promptly bent over and whined. Damn that hurt!

I muttered the spell I'd been perfecting around the tears in my eyes. I glared up at him. Instead of him shrinking into a gnome his hair turned a very pretty royal blue color.

"Well heck," I grumbled. I turned to Tiador.

"Don't you believe a word this rat says. Cain brought that, that, that thing from where ever it came from. I didn't do anything."

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

Rubbing the back of his hand along his cheek, Cain glared down at Muffin. He had no idea his hair had changed colors yet. He turned to Tiador. "See how the lady protests?" He said with a sigh. Can you help us fix her mistake?"

 

[Vivid]

Tiador

He followed the back and forth motion like a cribbage match and finally put his hand up to interrupt.
"Wha... wait, an imp was summoned and it's here?" he glanced around the room. They could be invisible couldn't they? He was sure they could.
"I guess I can help. Just a matter of figuring out the reverse of what was done that brought it here. I... um... think. Summoning is tricky like that." he shrugs. Ooooo, an imp.
"Can you make it visible?" he looks hopeful. Was Cain's hair blue? He looks again to make sure.

[Edited by Vivid on 03-21-2001 at 04:31 PM]

 

[bluntforcemama]

Alyn

The imp's eyes glittered as she watched the man suck her fingers into his mouth. His lips were so well formed, so soft, his mouth so warm. She shivered a bit from the sensations and the cold, and stepped against his chest, watching his mouth and cheeks in something short of wonder.

 

[scylis]

Edwin

The mage's tongue danced around Alyn's little fingers as he gently sucked on them. Feeling her shiver, he snapped his finger, increasing the fire in the main fireplace and liting the other three smaller fireplaces. His hands slid down her body and cupped her tiny, firm ass, and gave it a squeeze. One of his hands eased further down and slid in between her thighs, and he lightly ran a finger along her slit.

 

[bluntforcemama]

Alyn

She gapsed at his sudden touch between her thighs and moaned. She was wet and wanting, and it felt incredible to finally be touched. She licked her lips and pulled her fingers from Edwin's mouth and replaced them with her soft lips, kissing the wizard as best as she knew how, wrapping her arms around his neck and pushing up against his pelvis with her own.

 

[scylis]

Edwin

He kissed her with a passion and lifted her up off the ground to better accomidate her lack of height. Being an imp, she weighed no more than 30 or 40 lbs., making the task considerably easier. Carrying her over to the table, he sat her down on the edge and lightly ran his hands along her sides.

 

[bluntforcemama]

Alyn wrapped her legs around Edwin's waist and pulled him down onto her as she lay back on the table. Her small fingers made fast work of his robe and sash, and she leaned back to take in his nakedness. She grabbed his hands and led them to her breasts, watching his eyes for a reaction.

 

[scylis]

Excitement flashed accross Edwin's eyes as he gently carressed her breasts. Leaning forward, he ran his tongue in a lazy spiral around one, fingers gently playing with the nipple of the other. After lightly flicking it with his tongue, he gently nipped at the imp's pert little tit.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

"We have to go back to my room... Thats where the imp was left..." Cain said dryly as he looked around at some of the books Tiador had left strewn about. He turned to look at Muffin with a knowing glance then headed for the door.

 

[KillerMuffin]

"I could find the thing, if I wanted to." I inspected my nails and ignored Cain. "I just don't want to."

No one answered. I looked up, Tiador was standing by the door, waiting for me to leave. Well then. What did they need me for? I should just take off to where that imp thing was. I'd find it before they did. Maybe I could work a deal with it so I wouldn't have to blow the Dean to stay in class.

Unless it relished being a sexual slave to a bumbling gorgeous idiot times two, then I could come up with a better idea.

 

[Vivid]

Tiador

Tiador arose from his bed smoothing his pillow one last time over the book.
He waited for Muffin to move so he could lock the door behind them.

 

[KillerMuffin]

We followed Cain back to his room. I waited patiently for the highly intelligent Tiador to realize that I would never have conjured that thing in Cain's room. Only Cain would have done it.

I waited some more.

I tapped my foot and glowered while Cain and Tiador began a deep discussion about magic stuff. Obviously Tiador was as big an idiot as Cain was.

"Well, since I'm obviously not needed here, I think I'll just go find that thing and maybe see what I can do with it," I interjected, more to get attention than to toss down an ultimatum.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

Grabbing ahold of Muffin's shoulder, Cain pushed her suddenly into his room. "Your gonna stick around and fix the mess you made..." Cain said flatly, whirling her around and giving her a mocking wink. Only then did he see himself in his mirror over her shoulder. "Damn bitch..." He grumbled as he turned away and checked his hair more closely.

 

[Vivid]

Tiador

"Find the thing? You mean it's not here? Ummm... I'm pretty sure we'll need it to send it back. Also, could I see the spell used to bring it here?" he looked to one, then the other.

 

[KillerMuffin]

Fine. He wanted to play it that way. Muffins could get dirty too.

"I was only going to help him because he doesn't have the balls to do it himself. Literally." I paused to smirk at him. "I was trying to help him turn into a real man, instead of a really ugly girl. But it went wrong. I was using the transformation spell."

I smiled helpfully at Tiador.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

A look of sheer annoyance filled Cain's features as he turned to Muffin. He snuffed his disdain for her then looked over to Tiador, handing him the written spell he had used to bring Alyn to this realm. He moved next to Muffin whispering. "You wouldn't want me to prove how much of a man I am would you... No, not you..."

 

[Vivid]

Tiador

Tiador sat to review the spell. His eyebrows scrunched up. "You weren't trying to summon some cat or bunny or something manageable! Ox's blood?! Bat's fur?! Fly's wings? And... and.. okay, I know bodily fluids are sometimes required but by the Gods! And how long did it take to get a whole frikken pint?!? Never mind, just, just... yech!" Tiador held the spell by it's very edges to avoid contamination with its 'dirtyness' for lack of a better word.

He looked up at Cain. "You were trying to get something too strong to even be bound by any less than the most powerful of mages. Even that binding would be very fragile unless the mage puts most his power into maintaining it constantly."

Tiador glanced to Muffin his words were sheepish, "Sorry, but ummm.... you wouldn't have had enough Conjuration in you to make that spell do anything."

He turned to both of them. "Whatever it is can cause a whole lotta trouble. We ought to find it and lock it down somehow. Magically and otherwise. I have some self-sealing.... umm... leather ... things in my room that'll help. I'll get them, and a few other things we'll need. Try to think of where it might've gone."

Tiador headed for his room.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

Looking over at Muffin after Tiador had left the room, Cain scowled. "Now look at the mess you got us into!" He grumbled. Something in him just wouldn't accept the fact that he had messed the spell up. He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. He had no idea where the damned imp had gone. A strand of his blue hair fell down over his eyes and he was reminded of what Muffin had done to his hair. He scrunched his nose. "You can't even do one single stinking spell right! What were you trying to do? Make me go bald?!" He was purposely trying to hurt her feelings now, all the irritation of his spell having been a stupendous faliure was bubbling to the surface.

 

[bluntforcemama]

Alyn

The imp moaned and arched her back, pushing her little breasts into the wizards eager mouth. She could smell rain, the scent of clean air rushing into the room, making her nipples hard, and goosebumps prickling her flesh. She pulled Edwin in closer between her thighs, her heels on his ass, urging him forward to meet with her.

 

[KillerMuffin]

"Well, no." Did I sound hurt? Nah, not me. "I was trying to knock you over. Don't look at me that way, I'm not big enough to knock you over by myself."

I slapped at my eye with the back of my hand. Damned dust, always blowing around.

"Why did you say I did it, anyway? Can't handle that the Great and Mighty Lord Sorcerer Cain messed up?"

 

[scylis]

OOC

ok, somebody's gotta say it.. Ravenloft, Muff, Talon.. JUST SHUT UP AND FUCK!!!

*lol*

i think a good threeway might get rid of the tension between your characters..

 

[Vivid]

Tiador

Tiador threw open his door. Now was not the time for subtlty. He grabbed the bindings from the posts of his bed and shoved them into a sack. He knew they'd be secure enough.

He also rummaged through his chest. He had collected odd nicknacks over the years - things from class, odd presents from Mother.

He threw aside a saucer-shaped representation of the world, a vial of fairy excrement, the guy who sold it to him said it was a powerful aphrodesiac, a troll fingernail clipping he saved from biology, (had it gotten bigger?), and book by an archaic author Pupait Fi'gnu that he could never understand. The syntax was all screwy. ...now we are being putting the tail of hairy ox with flappy type wings of butterfly... Too wierd!

He loaded up the sack with components he might need and a few other, small items. He grabbed the illustrated book on Demonic Bindings from under his pillow and shut the door.