As Felicity involves herself in the ongoing attempt to keep Aida distracted long enough to let Lamya cough up Bella- if, indeed, she even intended to at this point- she finds herself close to the harpy. Very close; a buck of the birdwoman's hips pushes them into Felicity's own crotch, and soon the kitsune's tails wind around both of them and pull Felicity even closer. Grinding against the rear of Aida, her hands clench on Aida's shoulders as instincts start to loudly insist that the catgirl obey her nature... but which nature is very much in question. While she is as close as she wants, that advantage is more than counteracted by both her desire to eat the pretty bird and the knowledge that Aiyaka was so bound up in the bird's embrace that she'd be fitting two into her stomach. A potent dilemma, and one only confused by the warm, floral scent of the harpy drifting into the catgirl's receptive nose and awakening other instincts in the pirate.<br/><br/>For Aiyaka, she was completely wrapped up in the embrace of the harpy. "Ohh yes," Aida breathes, and- now Aiyaka can detect... overtones that weren't there before, something that made the harpy's voice even more compelling. Aida's eyes half-slit as Felicity joins them, and Aida breathes a whispery moan of pleasure at the feel of warm, soft flesh in front of her and behind; already freely dripping from her flower, Aiyaka finds a more and more receptive slit, and the harpy's skin heats as she lowers her mouth to Aiyaka's neck. Kissing and gently biting the kitsune, each touch of Aida's mouth and tongue send warm, burning flares up Aiyaka's nerves, each bringing their own instinctive urge to want more of that feeling around her, all the time. "Ohh," she breathes, "But I'm a fragile harpy... I wouldn't last any amount of time in your bellies, but you could last all night long in mine even if I was trying to make you part of my plumage..." Aida purrs when she surfaces for air, the wings holding Aiyaka a little closer. Somehow, the voice seems to talk to the kitsune's hindbrain, and an instinctive desire to please whoever held such a magical voice tries to pour in and swamp her thoughts from behind. It's nothing the experienced adventurer can't handle, but she does recognize it as a natural magical talent the harpies often share- singing their prey to their happy, contented, and drawn-out doom. "Yes... I see it. You know this is how we hunt... we're the kindest predators of all, my beautiful kitsune, because everyone we digest dies with bliss in their minds and our song in their ears... but you'd be lucky, I wouldn't let such a treasure die, not when I could have you as my lover and ally as we conquer this plane, and lovers by night-" The honeyed words pour forth in a stream as Aida starts grinding herself on Aiyaka more forcefully, breathing rapidly. "Yes- bring your friends- let's go into the swamp, and all introduce ourselves- properly- in there together, for hours and hours..."<br/><br/>[[Against Felicity:<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/274068">Careful Defense</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">4dF+2</span><span style="font-weight: bold">3</span>, Aida gets the boost "Hypnotized" against Felicity. Against Aiyaka, the result is a tie, so Aida gets the boost 'Entrancing Voice' against the kitsune. Aiyaka's go!]]<br/><br/>Lamya begins heading into the swamp, gliding along a path that passes through the worst of the wetness in a dry, cleared pathway with Nanami dragged along. As she passes the first layer of trees and leaves Aiyaka and Felicity behind, she sees quickly a large earthen shack just off the path that didn't appear to exist before she'd passed an invisible line, getting inside the illusion's sphere of effect. The open door looks plenty inviting, and there's a few torches burning inside already. Inside, Bella feels motion, and can only hope that there's someplace safe ahead; all she can do is remain curled up protectively against the acids, which softly simmer around the exposed flesh of her back and legs that's already tingling fiercely, not exposing herself to let the hungry stomach get at more damaging bits. The rhythm of Lamya's stomach, the soft but pervasive sound of slithering echoing through her tail, is enough to make the elf a little woozy, however...<br/><br/>[[<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/274067">Avoid Digestion</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">4dF+2</span><span style="font-weight: bold">3</span>No further damage to Bella!]]