<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span style="color: DeepSkyBlue">"You know it's incredibly obnoxious and annoying to sarcastically mock me for knowing about things after saying I'd be a fool if I hadn't noticed them." </span></span>The Lamia grumbled annoyed at the now rather upbeat Aurimilia.<span style="color: DeepSkyBlue"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">"I'd tolerate such foolishness from a jester, but from one like you..."</span></span>Siren was silent for a moment, then tapped her chin in thought.<span style="color: DeepSkyBlue"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">"Actually I don't think I tolerated such silliness from anyone... I did eat that court jester who tried to involve me in his show..."</span></span>Siren did not remain distracted by her memories for long however, and turned her full attention back to Alice. The Lamia didn't seem to even care she had just casually admitted to having eaten a person, or even have noticed.<br/><br/>Siren's venom-yellow eyes met Alice's beautiful violet purple gaze when the woman touched the Lamia's cheek. Siren showed no fear, but her entire body was tense, ready to react in case the Aurmilia's touch would become deadly. A deep purr rolled from the serpent's lips while she brazingly leaned into Alice's touch while the gold-skinned woman spoke so seductively.Where Alice's fingers danced, there was a slight wisps of steam from the water on Myarlothe's skin, the pale flesh turning red beneath the heat of that touch. Quiet words were whispered back to Alice, the Lamia's eyes half-lidded.<span style="color: DeepSkyBlue"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">"What I want? Mmmm, maybe. It's curious isn't it? Right before me is the sweetest ambrosia I could ever taste, but if I tried to take it, there would only be bitter poison on my lips. A poet could likely wax on for hours about the only way for to taste this Ambrosia of the Gods is for it to be freely given."</span></span><br/><br/>Perhaps it was because Myarlothe was waxing poetical herself that she was completely caught off guard by Alice launching herself into a kiss with lightning-swift speed. As fast as a cracking whip, the Lamia jerked back by instinct, but Alice had her hold around the siren's neck keeping her close. Eyes wide, it took Siren a few moments to process what was happening, but already Alice could taste the serpent's saliva mixing with the venomous aphrodisiac dripping from Siren's fangs. It was fairly harmless to swallow, unless you had a cut in your mouth, in which cause it had a rather strong paralyzing effect on muscle texture.<br/><br/>Recovering from her initial shock, Siren wrapped her arms around Alice and lifted the woman off the ground with surprising strength, one of her four hands sneaking a grope on the Aurumilia's rear while her split tongue licked Alice's lips and mouth, while letting Alice's own tongue in Siren's mouth, returning the kiss rather passionately with a firm roughness. Breaking away from the kiss, the Lamia continued licking at Alice's cheeks and throat while her spit evaporated on contact with the steaming hot woman.<span style="color: DeepSkyBlue"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"> "Nrrrrr, You've made me rather annoyed, here I wanted a rival hating me with with such a passion it would amuse me for the next few centuries and yet you're throwing yourself at me."</span></span>Myarlothe pouted, an expression that looked remarkably cute on the face of such a proud creature.<br/><br/>Fog's remark distracted the serpent from Alice, flashing him her fangs. A crash and the wet sound of ice falling on the ground provoked a growl from Siren, as she looked after Jericho's hound form chasing after Syntropy.<span style="color: DeepSkyBlue"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"> "Such annoyances..."</span></span>Myarlothe hissed, angered by these distractions, her bracers lit up, gathering energy.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>