Rachel smiled a little as she worked.<span style="color: #0000ff">"the first time i did this i was filled with hatred and vengeance and i wanted to hurt people... this will likely be the last time i ever do this and my heart is filled with love and hope and i wan to help people. it feels right to do it manually, not by snapping my fingers."</span>she blew the scrap away to inspect her work before she continued.<span style="color: #0000ff">"if we use our powers to wave away all of the work in our lives then the pleasures in our lives will mean less and even becoming completely meaningless... if i spend the next six months fucking Ana and Karrie nonstop i will get bored of sex. if i ate my favorite meal all of the time i would get bored. if i wave my hand and clean myself i don't have to bathe."</span>she cleaned and checked her work again before she switched blades.<span style="color: #0000ff">"however if i do the work, especially chopping and splitting my personal firewood manually then Ana and Karrie become so aroused that they practically fight to rip my clothes off when i come into the house. i can settle into a steaming hot tub of water and my genuinely aching muscles feel wonderful as they are soothed and i get to enjoy the feeling of being washed and groped by one or even both of my ladies. if every meal is different and a surprise then when it is my favorite i savor it that much more."</span>she blew yet more metal away and then continued.<span style="color: #0000ff">"and then, when my baby boy is tucked into bed at night i can chase my women to bed and enjoy an evening of passionate sex and it is so much sweeter because i am actually horny and my desire for them has been stoked rather then just fucking in a mindless loop."</span>she cleared the blade and then walked over to the forge and nodded as she slid the blades into the coals.<span style="color: #0000ff">"i do use my powers to dispose of your little brother's diapers or repair a tear in my clothes or other minor inconvenient things but the big things... i dunno, maybe it's just because this power will never truly be mine. i wasn't born with it so it doesn't feel anymore natural to me then my Death Knight powers. maybe i am just a simple savage and like to sweat. i can tell you this, the native Ras has more power, more women, more children and more wealth and the only manual work he does it cooking but i am pretty sure i am happier then he is... he is getting better, a year ago he was downright unhappy."</span>she pulled one of the blades, her hand coated in ice to protect her from the heat as she moved to the anvil and began pounding the rune with a large, rune etched hammer. with each strike magic was driven from the reagents into the blade and up the smaller runes and the sound of whispers filled the air to go with the pounding of the hammer.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4d4d">"it could be, but you actually have to make me believe you're using me as a sex toy, not just fucking me. the walking around part is a good touch, though I'm not really up for being outside like that... some people are excited by the idea of getting caught, I'm not one of them."</span>she nodded with a smile and laughed quietly.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"day. not days. nice try though." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>