[Zaleila]:<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">*Upon at last arriving at their destination, Zaleila gave a sigh of relief and retracted her small army of drones back into her wings. She'd waited long enough, rather than speak or say anything, she simply walked up to Spectra, threw her arms around the succubus, and kissed her in passion slowly helping her well bloated honey sweet self down the dark womans throat regardless of whether Specks was in dragon form or not, her armor falling off and sinking into shadow. No words needed to be spoken as their relationship was simply so close that words could not fully express their love of one another. In a sense, they were the same being.*</div></div></div><br/>[Barusa]:<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">*Having made some progress, in her training, Barusa would watch Zaleila stuff herself into Spectras gullet. The big white hana simply planted her enlarged rump and watched the scene. Her many tails twitching behind her with curiosity*, "So shall I be receiving 'my' reward next?", *she stated just as Specks reached Zals tush*.</div></div></div><br/>[Wiska]:<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">*Needless to say the Catfish had quickly tired of the methods Melissandra used, she prefered to apply her skills in practical use, not just learn everything in a cram session. Still she picked up a few tidbits here and there, alternate methods and a new potion or two, it was progress. Wiska however was still a fish with an apatite, she swiftly returned to Seydon and asked if he wanted to 'continue where they'd left off'.*</div></div></div><br/>[Cloud Nine]:<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">*Once everyone had settled their pent up urges, Wiska and Barusa both with well bloated bellies would follow the captain into the city called 'Cloud Nine', it really was an interesting place, the buildings were all made from the husks of damaged or decommissioned ships, and all manner of smells wafted through the streets from ever cooking kitchens. The further one got into the town the more rough housing one saw, a bar fight over there, and there, and there too, arm wrestling was popular, and pretty much everyone was drunk. It was as if the entire town was one giant party house all the time...it was at this point they'd realize, Sulibria was impossibly drunk back there as well. Which was why she suddenly broke into laughter.*<br/><br/>*Nonoke's ship was actually quite small, a little Sloop but full of character, scratched up as if it just got in a fight with something ten times its size, wind howled through the holes in the ship, yet it still had a lovely coat of sky blue paint with green trim.* "Ah Nono! Your guests have arrived!", *a familiar voice called out from within to which Barusa would respond*, "Oh hell I should've known."<br/><br/>*Within Yggdrassil would be found sporting a tremendous belly at average height...she was actually laying on top of said squirming bulge with Nonoke perched lazily slumbering in front of her using her chest like a pillow, stirring to address her guests but not getting up just yet*, "Ah, there you are Vivian(she's going to keep doing that btw), bringing in the Red Dutchess will net you major credit here on my little perch of chaos, but you'll want to watch your back, even I get stolen from from time to time, fortunately little Yiggy here is fond of eating just about anyone she's given, she makes a fine and rather comfortable Jailhouse.*<br/><br/>*Yggdrasil spoke up next*, "This is merely a clone body I use to stay in contact with my sister, Nono is just about the most agreeable person you'll ever meet, how they used to say...'Way Chill', *she said with a surprisingly hip little hand gesture, her branches laying back against her head to emphasise the phrase in an ever slick expression*, "so how have your adventures been going?", *the floral goddess questioned raising her eyebrows in a friendly motion.*</div></div></div>