Alinn’sora sighed again, completely ignoring what was occurring between the Taurus and the bee-girl. Her grip on the rank bars tightened for a moment, then relaxed as if her conviction had fled her slick grey form. Her queasy green eyes found those of the drider woman and locked on as if the shared vision was a lifeline.<br/><br/>‘You of all people should know that chains are not always visible. Those that bind me go far beyond the physical realm. As for these pitiful beasts…I am not a leader, but they fear me all the same. With a single touch I could alter them into a form of my pleasing…but I am forbidden. To do so would see me in a cage so infinitely more unpleasant that the dank hole that you find yourself in right now.<br/><br/>My punishment for not toeing the line would be greater by far, but I do not care to dwell upon it.’<br/><br/>Alinn’sora pressed her forehead against the metal bars and released another hearty sigh. She reached into the cage, seemingly unafraid of the consequences. Her dainty grey fingers were offered in the form of a handshake, or delicate kiss. It was clear that she was taking great lengths to ensure that her presence was in no means threatening or superior to that of Eliricae. Instead it seemed as though she was craving the sensation that a true, mortal connection might grant.<br/><br/>‘You say that it is difficult to claim you…I do not doubt it, but you assume that I crave dominion over you. This is a gross misconception my…exotic friend. I claim you in order to preserve you. The master of this place would see you…us…broken and mindless. If you surrendered to these foolish cows, you would be in a position like your intellectually challenged cellmate here…bound and useless…’<br/><br/>For a moment the nymph turned her head and regarded the interaction between demon and bee. If she felt concern for either creature she did not show it. Instead she returned her attentions to the drider and smiled, hand still outstretched.<br/><br/>‘I claim you in attempted friendship, rather than as a mistress. You will find precious few allies here, save myself. The others…they are mindless chaff to be fucked into mindlessness. Yet you are different Eliricae. You have the aura of nobility…and such…such potent virility and fertility.’<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>