Much as Aiyaka had guessed, Felicity very much was on the verge of going into one of her famous little rages, and one that the walls (Or her sword) might not survive. It was certainly not beyond her to actually<span style="font-style: italic">TRY</span>cutting through the walls, especially once her more 'logical' thought was replaced by simple anger at her predicament, and how little she actually knew about the magical forces keeping her here - or worse, how to even fight them. Fingering her blade, it is only Aiyaka's touch that seems to keep her from drawing her blade on the spot and starting to hack right through the walls, though clearly that would have done very, very little good.<br/><br/>Even the kitsune's first touch does not fully calm her, the neko's voice dropping to a low, angry-sounding hiss of rage "I know we'll not be stuck here. I'll find the damn demon or whatever the hells she is, an I'll skin her. No. Actually, I'll EAT her. Yah?!  I'll show the snobby bi--" Though the touch only seemed to calm her slightly, the sensation of Aiyaka's arms encircling her waist seems to deflate the growing rant before it ever gets started good. Aiyaka can feel the tension in the neko pirate's body seem to lessen and lessen, then finally grow lax, her tensed muscles simply easing off under the gentle, soft embrace "Hmrp." She finally lets out a little grumped sound, easing her hand away from her blade.<br/><br/>"Bloody...eh...sorry." She murmurs, her once-stiffened tail starting to slowly swish back and forth between the soft, warm embrace of the kitsune's breasts. Though she might not openly admit it, it was...surprisingly nice to be treated so gently, even when she was getting all riled up over one thing or another. Just because she was big, strong, and a little on the brash and fiery side...well, that didn't mean she hated the softer side of things, and that was something Aiyaka offered up in spades "Jus'...magic an' me ain't never mixed, yah? I dunno what t'do about it. Hard to hit magic with a sword an' make it buzz off, yah?" Her own statement seems to make her body tense once more, her tail again beginning it's agitated flicking "Grrr...voodoo an' th' like ain't even sportin'."<br/><br/>Though her agitation once more seemed on the rise, all it took was Aiyaka's little statement about her 'pocket dimension' to take all the fire out of the big neko, and actually bring a coy little smile to her face "....Y'naughty lil' catnip..." she says with a little chuckle, slipping her tail up from between the soft, warm mounds of the kitsune's breasts, and wrapping it rather coquettishly around her neck. It contained a surprising amount of strength - no surprise, given Felicity's size - and though it was not quite dexterous enough to actually get a super snug hold on Aiyaka, one could only imagine that it would be enough to guide her to 'certain places'. Of course, that uplifted tail does give her a rather scrumptious view of the neko girl's rump from up close...and such a glorious sight it is, those luscious cheeks so perfectly rounded, so well formed and soft looking, with just the right amount of firmness - a firmness Aiyaka can fell all-too-well, pushing herself up against the neko from behind "...I have a feelin' I'll get lost in that 'pocket dimension' for a long, long while..." She says smugly, her voice dripping with sensual promise.<br/><br/>Both Aiyaka and Bella's mention of 'it's daylight' draws a little growl of displeasure from the big catgirl, and she casts a firey eye in the human girl's direction "Y'think I'm daft? I know it's bloody daylight, yah? I'm tellin' ya, though, I HEARD me some people in these rooms, Yah? I heard movement an' such, an' now noone is here...somethin' fishy goin' on." With a little exasperated sigh, she lifts a hand up to her brow, idly stroking her forehead "Uuuugh. Sorry love. Not meanin' ta yell at ya an' give ya th'stinkeye.  Jus' place is weighin' on me already. I say to the fish with t'damn spear. Lets loot the goodies we can find an' jump ship, yah? An if we jus' so HAPPEN across the spear...let's nick it, too. So, me girl...what's the bloody odds that the outside don't lead nowhere? I mean, say we jus'...strut out the front door and get gone, are we gonna be able t'do it?"