<span style="font-weight: bold"> Cyria and Johan </span><br/><br/>"Mhffm" Naji stifles something akin to a laugh at Johan's...exuberance at visiting a stomach and making it out relatively unharmed, save for his clothing being a complete and utter mess. Honestly, the thought had always intrigued her as well, what it might feel like...but not quite so much that she really wanted to experience it in the same fashion that Johan himself had. Something a little more sensual and slow, with someone she trusted a little more...MAYBE. Thankfully, Cyria's own insight into her venom is a welcome distraction from such thoughts, and Naji turns those cool eyes onto her drider companion, her face once more expressionless "I...admit I'm more than a little curious on the effects, as well. Maybe when you - in all eventuality - try it out on Johan..." She pauses just long enough to cast the slightest hint of a smirk in Johan's direction, before returning her attention to Cyria "...maybe I'll have to be along to watch. Though, it looked like it affected the lizardess well enough." Her eyes are briefly drawn to another, slight 'bulge' of movement in the drider's abdomen, but she otherwise pays the doomed lizardess no heed "Maybe I can coax you into giving me a sample one day. Would love to mix it into a little wine and see what it feels like, mmm?"<br/><br/>Drodjee's little outburst again brings a slight smirk to Naji's lips, though again it fades every bit as quickly "A common bandit not making us rich? Why, what is the world coming to? Though, she's likely right - seems like half the people in this town are scum, so it's no real surprise that she'd not bring much coinage. Still, a few gold is better than none, and we have no real use for another mouth to feed. If she's COMPLETELY worthless, though..." Naji idly fingers the tiny dagger at her side, little more than a knife used to peel the odd bit of fruit or whittle something sharp "...not much point in keeping her alive, is there?"<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Johan wrote:</cite> "Quartermaster Naji!" "Attention!" </div></blockquote><br/><br/>There is just the slightest hint of a roll in her eyes as she gets to her feet, her tunic conveniently dropping off of her shoulders and onto the bed "Oh? Sure it's me who needs to be at attention?" She says in amusement, her eyes briefly glancing downwards at Johan's naked wasteline "Oh...I see someone else already is. My mistake..." Naji was an odd specimen for a drow - even by elvish standards, she was a little on the skinny side, though her body was still quite nice to look at. Her hips were just wide enough to be enticing, and though she was a little slender along the stomach and arms, she still had pleasant, hand-sized breasts, and she by no means looked malnourished. There was just a sort of odd, exotic beauty about her, all brought out even further by the soft light glittering in her dark, red eyes.<br/><br/>Eyes that suddenly widened in shock - perhaps the first look of REAL uncalculated emotion Cyria had seen from the drow - when Johan makes his statement of what her official 'medal of honor' would be. The look is brief, and Naji quickly recomposes herself back to her normally stoic expression, but...there's a subtle curve of her lips that is not normally there, one she is clearly trying desperately to keep from spreading across her face. Both Johan and Cyria can see the drow's breathing coming at just a slightly increased pace, and though she tries valiantly to hide her excitement, there was just too many telltale little signs. The slight twitching of the very tips of her pointed ears, the unusual fidgeting of her fingertips against the side of her leather leggings, the uncharacteristic flicking of her eyes, first to Johan and Cyira, then down to her meal-to-be.<br/><br/>It takes a split second for Johan's words to sink in, but the moment they do, Drodjee begins to scramble to get to her feet, calling in a muffled roar from around her silken gag "WHAT?! I--" She doesn't get to say any more before Cyria's fangs find her throat, and though she continues to jerk and fight, it's quite easy for Cyria's bulk and Johan's strength to hold her down long enough for the drider to completely drain her poison into the fidgeting orc. The poison has almost immediate effect, and though it does not completely paralyze the orc, her body slumps slightly, a soft groan welling up in her throat as Cyria and Johan pull her to her feet, dragging her unceremoniously towards the eager drow. The little 'taste' Cyria manages is only a bonus - the orc had a surprisingly 'potent' flavor to her, very thick and primal, and not at all unpleasant. There was just a hint of something else - likely the 'human' half of the half-orc's heritage - but it was almost completely overshadowed by the deeper, more enticing taste of her orcish bloodline. Her skin was surprisingly soft and smooth, a clear bonus given that Naji was...well, nearly a half-foot shorter than she was, and trying to choke down a full-blooded orc might have actually given the inexperienced predator a great deal of trouble.<br/><br/>Swallowing visibly, Naji runs her tongue across her soft, ruby-red lips in anticipation, exhaling a soft, shaky breath as her 'stoic' exterior finally crumbles "I...w-well, then. I guess she won't...be worth enough to really bother. I...think this is the best way to deal with our prisoner...and I'm all too eager to accept this little acknowledgement...ah...pheh. You know what I mean. Formality sucks." As the orc draws closer, her breathing visibly picks up it's pace, excitement at her prospective meal leaping to the forefront. With one final glance at the drowsy-looking orc, Naji casts her eyes upwards, switching back and forth between Cyria and Johan as the two prepare to feed the orc to her. With one final little swallow, Naji finally eases her mouth open, the bright pink of her tongue and the tips of her pearly-white teeth just visible beyond the darker red of her lips, which open up just wide enough for Drodjee to start her journey into the eager drow's body.<br/><br/><br/><br/>((The party has gained +5 favor with Naji. The drow will negotiate all the harder in the party's favor, earning a small increase to gold on things she personally sells, and a small discount on things she purchases when appropriate.))