Kahmori listens to the description eagerly - damnit. He was missing it! Figures - it was always his luck to miss the most interesting spectacles<span style="font-style: italic">"That is a lot of drider for a single celestial. Pheh. Why do i always miss the best stuff. Guess i'll-"</span><br/><br/>His own mental correspondance trails off when Mindy mentions the girl's life - and what, exactly, he stood to gain if he simply resisted digesting her. True, in the short run, there was oh-so-little to be gained by saving a single slave. In the long run, though...who knew. Not to mention, his little bit of disgression with this meal might net him some larger, and certainly more filling ones in the future. Not to mention - possible allies.<br/><br/>Even then - god, it felt so good to have her squirming inside of him. Besides, he'd just eaten her...and it was not every day that he ate someone, only to bring them up five minutes later.<br/><br/>((Will save - 1d20(17)+9 =<span style="font-weight: bold">26</span>))<br/><br/>He was torn. The girl now, for sure. Or, possibilities of excitement, allies, and a change in the future. Chrrou had already seen her, knew she was with him. Rihyan as well. Digest her...or not.<br/><br/>Damnit, Kahmori. You soft-hearted sucker.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Yea. Go ahead. Heh...let me know if she manages to get her down or not."</span><br/><br/>Taking a deep breath...he closes his eyes, and sighs. Allies, and more in the future, Kahmori. Keep thinking about that.<br/><br/>Even that did not seem like a fitting trade for the delicious, full-bellied feeling he had at that very moment. Five minutes just did not seem like long enough.<br/><br/>Stepping around to the side of the building, out of view of the street...Kahmori sighs...and begins to flex his stomach, trying to force himself to throw up the unfortunate girl he'd eaten just moments before. Damn it, Kahmori. Damn the pact, too.<br/><br/>Still, he felt the sour feeling start to rise in his stomach...then, the sudden upsurge of his last meal - her.<br/><br/>"Aaa...aaa...aaacccckkkk!!"<br/><br/>Lin is brought right back up as quickly as she was sent down - her life had been spared, at least for the moment. Of course, she was likely going to be quite unhappy with her...previous situation. Fully expecting her to bolt, the moment she touches the ground, Kahmori is atop her, trying to hold her long enough to explain. She'd be panicing, no doubt. He'd have to talk fast.<br/>((Touch - 1d20(17)+17 =<span style="font-weight: bold"> 34</span>))<br/>((Grapple - 1d20(19)+21 =<span style="font-weight: bold">40</span>))<br/><br/>"Hey! Hey! I...look! Um...things are changing some! I...er...have an even better idea for transporting you!" A blatant lie - he'd had every intention of digesting her. She, however, didn't have to know that.<br/><br/>"I knew you would not just let me swallow you, so...y'know...i just did it! Don't worry, you are out now! Won't be going back in. Easier way to get you to wherever we end up going. Plan B, as it were. I think...a disguise would work just as well, eh?"<br/><br/>((Bluff on Lin - 1d20(18)+11 =<span style="font-weight: bold">29</span>))<br/><br/>((Woo! EvilDM is loving me tonight.))