<span style="color: #b300b3">"I have a solution for you then, your people might not approve but I know it a very tried and true method of relieving stress. Just be quiet for a moment." </span>She pressed one finger to Isabelle's lips and looked around them, her ears once again searching for anything.<span style="color: #b300b3">"Okay, we're alone for at least one hundred yards. Maybe more." </span>She pulled Isabelle off the path and into the bush towards a tree deep within.<span style="color: #b300b3"> "I think you would be fine calling me pretty, but you can give me all of the colorful compliments you want. Or maybe talk to Eliza at the toy store and have her show you the skimpy outfits I like? I haven't tried too many sweets, Jass is such a tight ass with them. Something about my teeth rotting. I didn't understand. Oh! I did still some blue ones that were very, very sour and then they turned sweet and chewy. They reminded me of the Cereluim Moth larva." </span>She lead Isabelle to the tree and circled it a few times, obviously seeing something the doctor wasn't.<span style="color: #b300b3"> "Mmm, this will do nicely. Wait here, and do not fly. Trust me." </span>She scaled the tree as if she was part monkey and ripped off two large branches before dropping down into the brush. There was some scuffling before Rayne returned and smiled at her date.<span style="color: #b300b3"> "Do you know what a sword is?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>