Ophidian looked at Nyarien as he tried to gently soothe Athena and she spoke into the Elf's mind using Nazja so there would be no way for Athena to understand since she had never received a language packet.<span style="color: #ff8000"> "forgive the intrusion and the language but it is necessary, Athena is incredibly paranoid. i am not certain of anything, i dare not intrude on her and search for answers lest she flee yet again. but i do know that Zelina is the only person she has actually mentioned seeking help from and no matter how you feel about Demons you must remember that Zelina is also an Elven Priestess."</span>he sighed softly in the real world before he continued.<span style="color: #ff8000">"Zelina is kind, patient, she has a warm heart and warm arms for that poor broken girl to curl up in... and as much as i hate the idea i think i am going to have to go behind Athena's back and talk to the people who have tried to help her, i don't have enough information. wait."</span>he frowned a little and Nyarien would feel him concentrating before he raised one hand and recreated Athena's trick with the lines, using them on the sleeping woman.<br/><br/>Isabell blinked in surprise before she looked up at Rayne.<span style="color: #663300">"oh? i have to give you a reason to keep yourself bare and ready for my tongue? how can i possibly find what i am looking for through a jungle of hair?"</span>she looked at Rayne before she nodded, one delicate hand up under the Elf's shirt and she crooned softly, her nipples becoming visible as they pressed against her dress. her hand roamed along Rayne's stomach, tracing the muscles and teasing them with one fingernail before it went higher, Isabell's breathing out a soft moan as she found Rayne's breast and she lifted it in her hand a little before sliding up to feel the whole orb and finally found the Elf's nipple, running to fingers up the side of it to catch it between them and she shuddered softly. her lust fueled reverie was broken as she looked up at Rayne, her feathers bristling a little as she sniffed at Rayne's shirt and then let out a quiet churring sound but it was more like a growl then anything Rayne had heard from any Seraphim and her golden eyes narrowed a bit.<span style="color: #663300">"your 'little birdy' is lucky that Jilkatra is illegal... i know that didn't translate, it's an ancient right rooted in the Eagallan instinct to conquer. ask your computer to show you some Jilkatra porn, its still done, albeit with consent. some people get off on the idea of being a Jilly or making someone into one."</span>she returned the kiss before pouting as Rayne got up and out of reach and she shook her head and crossed her legs the other way.<span style="color: #663300">"it's going to take a long time to relax from that you tease."</span><br/><br/>Order frowned at Syncilla and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"no, i don't want that at all. i want justice. i took vengeance once, Delithia didn't look at me the same for two weeks and that wasn't even fatal."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>