<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)"><b><u>Abbey Chase</u></b></span><br/>Abbey grew a bit wide eyed as the go girl ran her gelatinous 'arm' across her latex suit, basically wiping off the slime the covered her. It wasnt a bad job either, but it wasn't as good as those clean fields. Abbey would say<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"Thanks"</span>as she beamed a smile. By now, she had regained her composure.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)"><br/>
"Hold on</span>" say a latex clad with of the Order as she proceeded to cast a spell and, as she did, whatever minor sheen of slime was left on her latex catsuited body vanished, leaving her absolutely squeaky clean... As she looked around, it would seem than more than one spell caster was going around cleaning things up, including more than a few Ectoplasts. It would seem Geril had brought all this feding and sex stuff to a sudden stop in the Great HAll and now, things were getting cleaned up. And it didn't take long either....<br/><br/>Abbey would look at the good girl in the white latex summer dress and say<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"I was just on my way to the library signup desk to see if I could talk to Geril, apologize for this morning"</span>And Abbey would, as she resumed her trek to the desk.<br/><br/>As she got there, she could not see a tentacle around, so she said<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"Hello?..."</span>as she looked around.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="26581" data-username="@frightorflight" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/26581/">@frightorflight</a><a class="username" data-user-id="7397" data-username="@Haluesen" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/7397/">@Haluesen</a>