<span style="color: #660000">“If that is what you desire, my love.” </span>She stood up and helped Tyrande up with a smile.<span style="color: #660000">“You haven’t been free to go running for a while, have you? Let me… try something, I saw this in a book Nalo gave me.”</span>She pressed her hands to Tyrande’s body and clothing slowly formed around the priestess. A near skin tight top with open arms and a matching pair of pants. The outfit weighed almost nothing and gave Tyrande the freedom of movement as if she was naked, but the top kept her bust comfortably contained to let her run without it bouncing too much. Crimzon backed up to admire her work and smiled as a matching outfit formed around her.<span style="color: #660000"> “I think it makes you look… mmm, sexy.” </span>She moved behind her lover and pulled her hair back into a single tail and created a small band to hold it in place.<br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">“Why do you feel attacked? Because I said you saved my daughter? Because I would see Ophidian<br/>
and his imitation demon burn for torturing Karrie? I’m not mad at you, Susan. I am so incredibly thankful for your hard work. You scared Serenity off, my dear, she is a fragile girl and doesn’t think she’s good enough for you. She’s not uppity, she’s self-conscious. We all care, Susan, but you’re always gone helping people that you’re never around long enough for us to see how you’re feeling.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>