((I hope my attempt at pirate lingo and speech is not too terribly hard to understand. x3 If it is for anyone, or it's just not enjoyable to try and decipher, let me know, and I'll drop it altogether. ))<br/><br/>Felicity's ears flick just slightly at Aiyaka's teasing words, the faintest hints of a smirk creeping up onto the edges of her lips. A rope, a kitsune, and alot of imagination. Oh, how very many...distracting things she could think of with that particular combination of goodies, given enough time. Then again, if they really WERE trapped in here, 'time' was something they had in abundance.<br/><br/>However, the kitsune's look of distress, very well bordering on sadness, makes such kinky thoughts flee from her mind, at least for the moment. Reaching up to lightly pet along one of Aiyaka's soft, drooping ears, Felicity murmurs reassuringly, her voice little more than a light whisper "C'mon little bit. Y'think I'd let somethin' happen to ya while I'm alive an' kickin? I'll kick the keister of anythin' what thinks it's going to corrupting you. Sides, with enough rope, I can think of plenty of other ways to corrupt that pure lil' spirit of yours..." Grinning toothily, as if to put her mind at ease, Felicity offers the distraught kitsune a little, teasing wink with promises of much fun to come, once they'd escaped the mansion.<br/><br/>Vormitraax's unancitipated appearance behind her, and the equally as unanticipated touch to her flank, is thankfully offset by the loud clearing of his throat. The touch of the great repitilan hand, just a scant inch or two below the wound,  draws a little unpleasant hiss from between Felicity's teeth, unconciously jerking away from his touch as it sends a little dart of pain through her new battle-mark. Her first instinct is to bat away the intrusive hand, especially given how near-feral Vormitraax had seemed just a few moments prior. However, upon turning to survey the draconic creature, Felicity's angry expression quickly vanishes - he was back to his old self, knightly and...um...knightly pretty well covered it.<br/><br/>Though she opens her mouth to respond to the big dragon, she finds herself...well, actually just a little bit speechless by how REGRETFUL he sounded, not to mention how he so nobly kneeled onto one knee before her. It was..flattering, to say the very least. Honestly, she'd never really thought too much of what the dragon's vow had really meant, and there had truthfully been rare few times she'd actually REQUIRED that vow (Though, she had to admit, it was exceptionally fun to see the big reptile devour the random barmaid because she had 'slighted the noblelady Felicit-Eee' in some form or fashion). Up until that moment, it had just been for FUN, and oh how terribly amusing it had been.<br/><br/>"I uh..." Felicity begins, a very slight hint of red rushing to her lightly-tanned cheeks. Bother it all...was she actually blushing? Augh, how embarrassing. Still, the dragon in that moment just seemed so...so...KNIGHTLY. Despite his spikey exterior and fearsome appearance, in that moment, he actually looked...handsome "Eh...oh, naught but a lil' scratch, haha. Don't worry y'self. There's next time, yah?" Slipping a hand down and lightly stroking it along the draconic creature's jawline, Felicity coaxes his eyes up to look into her own, a coy little smirk playing on her pretty face "I accept y'proprosal, sir Vormitraax, yah? Y'keelhaul the blaggards what try an' fillet me, an' we'll be square?"<br/><br/>Leaning in a little bit, she plants a soft little kiss against the very tip of Vormitraax's snout, her voice dropping to a low, sweet murmur "...I look forwards t'seein' ya in action, me handsome knight, yah? I know ye'll protect me." It looks as though she'll actually say something more, but Aiyaka's question actually draws a little light-hearted laugh from between her lips, and whatever had been lingering on the tip of her tongue is lost in the moment.<br/><br/>"Whazzat? I HOPE he didn't want me to kill him. Seems counterproductive, yah? Ah think it's more a second chance t'prove his honor an' such." Clucking her tongue against the roof of her mouth, she murmurs once more "...I think." It was pretty clear she didn't understand a lot of it either, but hey...it was sweet, and it kinda gave her the jumblies in her tummy, so it wasn't all bad, right?<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Orc Girl wrote:</cite> Oh <span style="font-style: italic">shit</span> </div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Not yet you ain't, girl." Felicity says quite callously, another soft chuckle escaping her throat. Oh goodness, Aiyaka's kinkyness and Vormitraax's flattering display has certainly got her in a wonderous mood "Jus' answer Aiyaka's questions, yah? Bit curious to be knowing, myself." Settling herself down onto her rump beside the prostrate, bound orc girl and the kitsune straddling her middle, Felicity idly intertwines her fingers in the kitsune's tails, sifting through the soft, warm fur as Aiyaka speaks to the orcish woman "Oh, an, who else ya know what's in these rooms here, yah? Was others stirrin', girl, and if we need t'know things, we needs ta know them."