Celrie was admittedly a little embarrassed to admit she knew so much about such a taboo and in most cases, forbidden field of pscionics, though perhaps not for reason's that where immediately apparent. The elf had a long history of experimenting with such techniques, why she can even recall vividly her first partner, Roxanne....<br/><br/>This was many years ago, back when Celrie was but a student. Growing up the daughter of a renowned seer had it's advantages, Celrie was well liked by students and faculty alike, a popular girl if ever there was one, as her beauty, even then, out shown that of Celrie's peers. She performed well in her studies, and was top of her class in the field of psionics, and even back then she never steered away from the spotlight... as such she was appointed to tutor one of the struggling students of the academy. Roxanne.... while both female and elven, the two couldn't have been any further apart. Where Celrie was well mannered and popular, Roxanne was rude, vulgar, and always getting into trouble. She was a rebel without a cause, always lashing out against instructors and fellow students alike. While still pretty in her own right, she sported a punk style, always having her hair dyed a flashy neon color, sporting piercings on her ears, nose, lip, and tongue, among other less obvious places, and tattoos that covered the entirety of her left arm. As if her appearance wasn't intimidating enough her attitude kept everyone at least an arms length away.<br/><br/>While Celrie knew who she was, she'd never truly taken the time to sit down and talk with her, the two being on far opposite spectrums of the student body. Needless to say, Roxanne was not initially happy about having Celrie assigned to being her personal tutor, as such their first meeting was anything but pleasant. It was clear Roxanne didn't like her, viewing her as little more than an attention whore who always got her way. While the first few tutoring sessions were a little rough. Celrie's empathy and charm would inevitably win out. While Roxanne may not have been learning much in the early days of their sessions.. Celrie was picking up every bit of information on the enigmatic Roxanne as she could, determined to be a successful tutor. Aside from her love of firearms, one of the more interesting, and well hidden pieces of information Celrie managed to pick up on, was that Roxanne harbored a fascination for digesting her fellow classmates and adding them to her body, Celrie having caught a glimpse of several private little fantasy stories the elf had scribbled in her notebook. Celrie would use this to her advantage, as after a particularly firey outburst from Roxanne, Celrie agreed to walk a day in her shoes. While at first Roxanne merely rolled her eyes to the comment, turning to head for the door. Celrie swept in and embraced her, funneling her psyche into her body, a technique she'd only read about before this day.<br/><br/>While at first Roxanne was offended, pushing Celrie off, she'd gasp in surprise as the elf's beautiful body crumpled to the floor, breathing and alive, and yet left in an otherwise comatose state. At first she wondered if whatever Celrie had attempted to do had simply failed spectacularly...yet as her heart began to race, her blood began to pump she could feel the distinct presence of Celrie's essence coursing through her veins. Not knowing what to do, and as class was about to start soon Roxanne would leave Celrie's body, deciding to come check on it later, as the elf's essence would continue to circulate through her bloodstream. During that entire day Roxanne would be able to experience what it might be like had she actually digested the popular elven girl. Celrie's seat was left empty in every class, while students and instructor's alike questioned her whereabouts. Meanwhile Celrie's essence was busy fueling Roxanne's body. Not having any experience in this herself, Celrie finds herself very much along for the ride. It taking every ounce of will that she possessed to keep herself from being entirely supped away, clinging to her sense of identity as her energy was greedily absorbed into Roxanne's flesh.<br/><br/>As the day went on, and lunch hour came, Roxanne realized she wasn't even the slightest bit hungry. Feeling quite phenomenal and full of energy despite not having eaten anything for the day. This only solidifying the fact that what she was feeling was real, that her body was living off Celrie's energy, was using her essence to fuel itself. She found herself quite aroused by this, and many times throughout the day, she had to excuse herself to a restroom stall, wherein she'd grope and feel the flesh where she could feel the warm, tingling presence of her tutor's psyche. The experience felt better than anything she'd ever imagined, and she found it increasingly harder to focus on anything aside from the wondrous feeling of absorbing the pretty elf's essence. A part of her wondered if she could get away with it...could keep her for her own, allow her body to fully claim the foolish elf...as after all she'd not asked her to inject her consciousness into her.... and yet as the day went on she found herself coming to admire Celrie, seeing her in a different light. The look of worry on everyone's faces, the lengths many of her classmate's and teachers were going to in order to find out why Celrie had not shown up for class or notified anyone of her absence. Celrie meant a lot to many people, and in that moment Roxanne realized that Celrie even meant something to her... that perhaps she'd been to harsh on the girl, perhaps Celrie truly had just been trying to help her. After her classes were over, after she'd returned to Celrie's side, only to have her remain unconscious, she'd show a side she'd never shown before. Clutching Celrie's body to her chest she sobbed into the unconscious elven girl's hair.....deciding to seek out and ask for help. They where eventually able to reunite Celrie with her body. While the pair got in quite a bit of trouble together, they were close friends from that day on, each having a deeper understanding of one another, hanging out together after class long after their tutoring sessions were over.<br/><br/>While Celrie's power has grown considerably since that day, able to do so much more than simply be along for the ride once inside another's body... and more importantly, being able to get herself back out... she'll never forget her very first time. A part of her wonder's if Yvonne's projector would have been able to show that encounter as it was not quite as visceral as displaying a catgirl full on devouring someone. With the tips of her ears, red with embarrassment from the thoughts and memory's that'd been flashing through her head, Celrie nods politely in the batgirl's direction. "I'd love to have you along when we make it to catspaw, as any information we can gleam about the settlement and the surrounding area will be most invaluable, you'll be our guide, while we your body guards." she exclaims gleefully, shooting a prideful glance in Arcea's direction as the feline had already proved herself quite capable of protecting others.  " You say three ladies in particular gave you a sense of worry though?..... perhaps you could even point them out to us, that is if they are still there." Celrie muses, as she certainly didn't like the sound of this web that's been cast in the place they'd soon be calling home.....at least not until she's been acquainted with those involved and was able to make her own assessments....for now though she'd simply have to take Yvonne's word and tread carefully.  " ... and besides, I don't see anything wrong with your projector, quite the contrary actually, I find it fascinating. Do you ever put on your own show's though I wonder? I'd love to see you star in the next feature." she asks, well aware that Trinara had mentioned that she did in fact star in them on occasion. But being told, and shown where too entirely different matters, and Celrie was ever curious for new and exciting experiences. Taking a step forward she smile's warmly upon Yvonne "I'd love to see what experiences you've been through...what goes on inside your head, and what goes on inside your stomach." her words softly trailing towards the end as her green eyes dip from Yvonne's own, as her hand gently reaches out to press against the batgirl's exposed tummy. She couldn't help but smile as her palm rests against the soft fur of her belly, Celrie having silly little scenes play out in her head, of meals being digested mid flight, or perhaps while the batgirl hung upside down.<br/><br/>When Yvonne addresses Arcea, Celrie turns her head with a smile "Oh, she's bound to find out sooner or later...and even if she has in the past, I can assure her that one can go to great lengths to make the experience even more enjoyable." Celrie shooting a flirtatious little wink in the cagirl's direction. She had oh so many plans for the feline, so many things she wished to do with her, and to her, so many pleasures she intended to lavish upon her. All in due time however, as if what the batgirl said was true, it appeared they had quite a lot of work ahead of them.