((Given the group has split up, I'll be doing the scenes individually where there are NPCs involved. I'll designate where the 'scene' is, so it won't be missed! ))<br/><br/>When conversation briefly shifts to the 'pool' of who ends up getting digested first, Meera's face brightens and her ears perk, mouth opening as if she was about to throw in her own bet on the 'pool'. After a second, she seems to think better of it, though, and instead gravitates towards Lea's own opinions of fish - both sentient and non "Meera loves fish! And birds! And mousie-people! And...well, anything that squirms around alot!" Running her tongue along her lips, the excitable catgirl clearly shows what her 'like' relates to "And--"<br/><br/>Interjecting into the conversation, Yumina speaks up with a just a hint of a barb in her voice "Cliche'. I like anything that moves. Or if it's not, gimmie a steak. Medium-rare." Swirling around the last little bit of cheap ale in the bottom of her mug, the feline warrior eyes it pensively. Finally, she tilts the mug upwards above her head, and lets the last few droplets drain into her open mouth, before setting it down with a contented sigh, pushing it away "Ahhh....much as I love my drink, been a long day. I'm sore, full, and a nice, warm bed is soundin' like an absolutely wonderful option. If YOU are not going to be using your room, Lea, I might as well take it over. After all, if it's already paid for, would be a BIG shame letting it stay empty..." Leaning back and propping one bare foot up on the table, Yumina idly picks at her teeth with her pinky, the other roaming slowly across her groaning stomach. That hand - when Alura once more returns to roaming her own across the tightly-stretched bulge of the two digesting sibling - falls away, the catgirl's eyes closing to mere slits "Mm...that, though, I could get used to..."<br/><br/>The soft, roaming hands across her stomach sends a little shiver of delight through Yumina, who focuses her intense, partially-closed eyes on Alura every time a little rub makes her softening dinner squirm or shift slightly inside of her. Even through the thin layer of fur and flesh that held the duo inside of the once-hungry feline predator, the fairy can feel a sort of...softness to the duo, them giving in to her gentle but insistent ministrations just slightly more than they should have. Both were still alive, but there was little doubt about it - one hour and some change had softened them up nicely, and by the time early morning rolled around, they were likely going to be little more than a sloshy lump in the satiated catgirl's midsection. An especially pleasant rub is enough to make Yumina's toes curl - a fact she seems quite aware of - and she quickly scoots her foot off of the table, planting it firmly back on the ground "Mm. It IS taking care of them quite nicely, isn't it? Here's to stupid bandits who bite off more than they can chew." With a satisfied slap to her stomach, Yumina leans back again, balancing precariously on the legs of her chair which creak alarmingly under the weight of herself and her dinner "...But not more than I can swallow. Been so long..." She murmurs in a half daze, the pleasure of a full stomach and Alura's own roaming hands more than enough to put her into a sort of torpor.<br/><br/>The fairy's further praise encites Meera to hop to her feet, displaying the bulge of the half-elf in her stomach proudly "That's right! Kitty specialists specialize in preventing fairies from getting eaten! And-- " Easing her arms beneath her stomach, she lifts it up a little bit, only to let it slosh loudly back into place. The half-elf within utters a muffled whimper, a single handprint briefly bulging the front of the elated catgirl's belly "--This is the best kinda reward for a job well done! Must do more protecting in the future!" She briefly shifts her attention to Tina, but whatever 'protecting plan' was formulating in her mind is quickly dismissed. A kick from her food jostles her belly slightly, just enough to upset her mug of water which totters, leans...and spills, sending a small deluge of water across the top of the table. Flushing slightly, she quickly plants her butt back in her chair, ears wilted "..O-oops...sorry.."<br/><br/>Unable to retain her normally dour disposition, even Naji chuckles softly, shaking her head slowly back and forth. Well, she might not be the brightest creature, but Meera was...amusing, to say the least. Not bad in a scrap, either. She still didn't quite understand why the other, conquered merc group had been saddled with her, and seemed to think so highly, but...who knows. Maybe her bright disposition was enough. Taking another little sip of her wine, Naji shifts her attention from Meera, to Johan as he heaves himself up out of his seat, then to Cyria, her grin broadening further "...Silk neckwear, hrm? Well, far be it for me to miss THAT little show. I'll be along in a few minutes, mm? And I'll bring greenskin with me. She's not gonna cause any trouble. Are you, orc?" Drodjee's only response is a sour but defeated look, her short tusks briefly baring in a flash of anger "Cause if you do..." A less mirthful smirk replaces her grin, eyes returning to her glass "...From what I hear, our 'kitty specialist' is more than capable of fitting an orc in with an elf. Would be no skin off my back."<br/><br/>This prompts the half-orc to look in Meera's direction, the catgirl simply flashing a smile and a nod back in response.<br/><br/>Lifting her arms up over her head, Anya yawns, giving Cyria's abdomen one final pat as she gets up to go enjoy her 'fun' "...I think I'm going to turn in. Much fun as it would be to see you dangle Johan from the ceiling, I'm beat. A nice rest is sounding lovely. Have fun, dear. Do try to clean up your webbing when you're done - we don't want the next group walking in to cobwebs." Smiling playfully, Anya returns to her drink, sipping on it casually "We'll be fine here. Go have fun!"<br/><br/>With that, the group splits....<br/><br/><br/>**********************************************************************************************<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> Suite 4 </span><br/><br/>Johan, Cyria and (I assume?) Sasara step into their room for the night, taking a few moments to survey their surroundings. It was...certainly SPACIOUS. Though not elaborately decorated, the floor was clean and looked as if it had been washed recently, the curtains were of moderate value and in fine condition, and the tub - more like a spa - was large and inviting, it's entirety wrought out of brass with what looked like silver highlights around the edges. A faint, lingering scent of cinnamon tickles their senses, briefly making their noses tingle pleasantly.<br/><br/>The beds themselves - three total - were of varying size, one of them obviously meant to house larger species (In the 10-12 foot range), and the other two a little more human-sized. Still, it was easily enough to fit six or seven people, maybe even more. There would certainly be no lack of room for the night's endeavors. A wardrobe sat against the far back wall, a small, empty bookshelf and desk sat against the left side of the entryway, and a small washbasin filled with clean water sat atop a small table between the beds, topped with two folded rags obviously meant to wash the grime from the road with.<br/><br/>Pleasantly enough, there was even indoor plumbing...or as close as it came in a less-developed settlement. A large room off to the side housed a single, oddly shaped toilet, topped with a trio of seats - a large that could fit a smaller, and a medium that could fit an even smaller. It seemed to have all the enmities of a classier, big-city establishment, albeit a little more crude and rudimentary.<br/><br/>Overall, it was...surprisingly nice. Far above what one might expect in a place like the Port city.<br/><br/>**************************************************************************************************<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> Room 104 </span><br/><br/>After assurance from Tina that they'd likely be staying in 'Suite 2', Lea breaks from the table to go gather up her things. Her own room was a little on the smaller side, but still quite pleasant - it was clean, livable, had two soft beds, and a tub just large enough for a single, human-sized person to cozy down inside. It's plumbing was much the same - rudimentary and basic, but a step above the more basic latrines that smaller towns without a sewer system tended to employ.<br/><br/>A quick check of her doorknob reveals that her room is unlocked - not like she'd left it. Pushing the door open, the reason why becomes quite clear - a maid.<br/><br/>m<a class="postlink" href="http://imgur.com/a/geYJ7">http://imgur.com/a/geYJ7</a>m(Photobucket is being silly, so...this works. x3 )<br/><br/>Bent over the bed Lea had been utilizing, there's little visible beyond her butt, complete with upwards-hiked tail, and a flash of tight, black panties beneath that left very little to the imagination. Her skirt - a little too short - easily revealed the soft, furry cheeks of her cute little butt, perky and rounded, and a slight, enticing sway of her hips only further draws attention to it as she busily straightens up the bed, making it ready for whomever was going to sleep in it.<br/><br/>The soft creak of the door draws her attention, and she bounces back up, swirling to face Lea, and giving her a first, good look at her. A anthro-feline of some sort. She was small - likely a foot shorter than Lea - and immeasurably cute, with large, expressive ears, bright, slitted amber eyes, and a somewhat delicate-looking frame. Her low-cut outfit revealed the top of her breasts - small, around a 'handful' in size - and it's tightness framed the slender, toned expanse of her tummy almost perfectly. The too-short skirt revealed lovely-looking thighs, and further down, white socks covered her knees and calves, finally finishing with shiny, black shoes to complete the outfit. It was...distracting, to say the least, especially with a nice, fuzzy warmth brewing in her stomach from the drink Tina had given her.<br/><br/>The look in her wide, expressive eyes was something on the border of 'interest' and mischief, the feline maid giving Lea and obvious once-over as she steps fully into the room "Oh. Sorry. Didn't expect you to be coming to bed so early..." Her gaze lingers just...a LITTLE more than it really should have, a bit 'low' on Lea's body, before finally sliding back up to her eyes, her lips splitting into a toothy grin "Sorry for the inconvenience...I should be finished up here in just a few minutes. It's our place to serve. Need anything before bed? A drink of water? Late-night snack? Help undressing...?"<br/><br/><br/>***********************************************************************************************<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> Back at the table... </span><br/><br/><br/>Anastasia's face remains scrunched in thought, the intricacies of eating berries vs. eating people - and the implications thereof - occupying her thoughts. She'd never really even CONSIDERED it before - heck, she'd never even eaten meat, much less a whole person - but if it was a valid tactic of rescue, i'd be something to consider, right? Never knew when things might go south, and if gulping a few of her friends down like berries and carrying them off would help, that'd not be so much of a bad thing, right?<br/><br/>Though a little lost in the talk of 'spells', Tina nonetheless retains her excitement, sitting down on the bench-like chair that Cyria had just vacated, and scooting it closer to Alura "I'm so excited! Even if I can't really DO it, it'll be fun to attempt! What's the worst that could happen?" Leaning a little closer, Tina wraps her arm around Alura's shoulder, pressing her soft, warm bust up against the fairy's arm. It was...very surprising that someone so 'well formed' had never eaten somebody - it was generally the mark of a somewhat skilled predator, at least where females were concerned - but she just lacked the 'tone' to her belly that came from keeping something squirming and vigorous down.<br/><br/>No. She was a complete novice, that much was certain - but what she lacked in experience, she MORE than made up in enthusiasm "Are...are you CERTAIN about this? I mean, if you were just joking, I'm not really going to hold you to it...after all, who wants to get covered in saliva and all icky, right?" There's a certain glimmer in her eyes, an excitement that clearly read 'please don't be joking'. Nestling herself a little closer, she leans in, gazing across the table at Meera, Yumina, and Naji, then to the side at Anya and Chrysanthemum "...Who all is going to be coming? I...don't wanna intrude..."