<span style="font-weight: bold">Resha and Demoness</span><br/><br/>[OOC: Ah, you’re correct about the HP. Sorry! For information, she has 5HP and 2Def (physical)]<br/><br/>“Unnfff,” the demoness moans, as she tightens her grip and pulls<span style="font-style: italic">harder</span>despite the injuries, her breasts jiggling enticingly as she does so… [result 1, 3, 6… so Resha is reduced to 4/7HP]. “Arrgh!”<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Cyra et al</span><br/><br/>Ishidora ducks nimbly between Cyra’s legs, heading back away from Anita and the beegirl, towards the front door - but instead of continuing her futile atttempts to unlock it, she turns and sprints up the stairs. [Escape roll, reduced by one dice because of beesting - 5, 6… reduces Cyra to 0/5 physical HP, so Ishidora is able to escape the kitchen].<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Aiyaka et al</span><br/><br/>You swiftly and calmly make your way back across the room. Several of the puddles have merged together, and small streams are flowing across the floor, carrying the fluid from where it’s falling to the lower portions of the brickwork. It’s no longer possible to avoid all the drips, nor from splashing a little in your rush… and then Vesele trips, loosing her grip on your tail, and falls headlong into one of the deeper puddles you’d been skirting. “I’m fine, I’m fine,” she exclaims, scrambling back to her feet, her grip once more finding your guiding tail. “I think - I thought…” she shakes her head. “It’s nothing. Let’s just get out of here. This stuff itches like crazy,” she mumbles, her voluptuous figure shuddering and shivering within her tight, sticky clothes - and the room rumbles as she does so…