<span style="color: #666600">"It does matter because this is your home. Really? Miss Walks a pregnant Worgen woman around on a leash doesn't have time to tickle a woman made out of plants? Or are you telling me Nyarian finally put an end to your little naughty streak? But if you want to go home and be boring that's fine." </span><span style="color: #ffff00">"Similar, but without the lesser creatures attempting to maintain it, yes. The stations have already been built and the optimal routes are being plotted. We'll send out some bodies to clear away the trees. and set up fences to keep wildlife out of the way." </span>The'kal stuck her tongue out at Leena and shook her head.<span style="color: #666600">"And then who am I supposed to go to when I have a new toy idea? And your bitch is back alive, she'll be here soon."</span><br/><br/>"Since right now." She'd find her hands tied to the bed above her head where Jim had left them as he moved off of her and stripped down completely then moved to her legs and pulled her out of her pants. "I'm thinking I need to get you nice and wet before we can do anything at all, seeing as you seem to struggle in that area. But I assure you I'm up to the task."<br/><br/><span style="color: #00b359">"If I met me wife while buryin' bodies, I think ye can find a nice mortal ta settle down with too. The best mates are ones ye find doin' what matters to ye, you'll find someone. Or maybe you'll reheat things with yer old mate an' she'll teach ye a thing or two about mortal love makin'."</span><br/><br/>Nalo laughed coldly and shook her head.<span style="color: #b30000">"I guess next time I'll aim for two thousand and one. I obviously didn't kill enough if you're still alive."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>