<span style="color: #ffff00">"such a thing isnt possible but i get the point... its all on you, i wouldnt know the first thing about calming someone down."</span>she shook her head with a faint smile.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i dont want to watch you having sex but i am growing a taste for the female form... though i cant stand pubic hair, i understand its purpose but i cant say i care for getting them in my mouth or up my nose. if we get bored and i turn it into an orgy to watch then we can invite Zelina. its actually very difficult to keep them from inherriting your powers and have them still be your children. add to that the miscarrage problem our people have developed and its nearly impossible to safely reduce or remove the transfer of power."</span>she sighed before teleporting them to Ashia's room in Ras' house which the Human form Dragonling had more or less destroyed despite her reduced strength. the only piece of furniture she hadnt managed to damage of destroy was the bed and the wardrobe though she had torn the doors off the latter.<span style="color: #ffff00">"Ashia-"</span><span style="color: #404040">"where is she!?"</span>Order sighed softly and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "she is safe in your home on N-"</span><span style="color: #404040">"take me to her! now!"</span>Ashia's voice was noticably hoarse and her face was streaked with tears but utterly enraged at the same time.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "no. she needs to rest and i dont trust you to let her rest in your current condition."</span><span style="color: #404040">"you have-"</span><span style="color: #ffff00"> "i have every right. The'kal was mine long before your race had the first spark of sentience and she will be mine long after your entire planet is dead."</span>Ashia's answer came in the form of a snarl that she shouldnt have been capable of in her frail Human form.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>