With her hands in position atop Arcea's belly, The elf is able to feel every minute movement that Julie-Ann makes, able to feel the nuzzling of her muzzle up against the slippery stomach folds within as she struggles and protests for release. She's even able to feel the imprints of the coon girl's hands from the other side of the belly, prints which Celrie waists little time in matching her own hand up against, pressing inward, in a sort of hand hold that where it not for Julie-Ann's panicked demeanor would seem rather cute, and maybe even calming. At least for Celrie the moment is a neat experience, she giggling softly as her sensitive pointed ears pick up bits and pieces of the doomed racooness' banter. "She truly is an ungrateful one isn't she....we could have simply done to her as she'd done to Maribel...see how her head faired on the receiving end of a bullet....this at least...is far more honorable....fills more of a purpose...namely that of your hungry tummy" The elf murmurs, yet once again loud enough to give Julie-Ann a chance to overhear.<br/><br/>"Why just think Julie-Ann, once this is over you'll be able to fuel the body of this strong little warrior kitty...and a Cal'Drua princess no less!" Celrie continues to tease, gently kneading her hands in against the contours of Julie-Ann's face all the while. "And, perhaps, if your lucky....you'll get to become a part of Arcea's sexy tush!" Celrie declares with lustful exuberance, swiftly sliding one of her hands back and around to grasp the very rump of which she spoke of. "Either way....you'll get to share an intimate experience with her lovely backside....not that you'll be, well, alive to experience it though." she adds with a little shrug of her shoulders and a naughty little giggle. The hand still on Arcea's tummy offering a playful little slap, whilst the other on her rear would firmly grasp a handful of her rightmost cheek, squeezing and digging the elf's fingertips several inches into the soft flesh. "Why it almost makes me jealous!" Celrie admits, leaning in to gently kiss the left side of Arcea's neck. "Course...I guess I'm the real winner out of all of this...for anything you add to her tush, I'll get to enjoy later." the elf offering up a sexy little growl, before nibbling playfully up along the catgirl's neck.<br/><br/>All the teasing was getting Celrie rather worked up, and the more she talked about it, the more she thought about it, the more she wanted to see for herself....through the eyes of Julie-Ann of course! Reaching out to take hold of her ankle, so that she could more easily gain access to her senses, Celrie pouts as the leg is jerked away. Giving an assertive pat over Arcea's tummy Celrie scolds the coon girl. "Now Julie-Ann...were you not the one who was pleasuring yourself with your rifle at the mere sight of my own backside? mmmhhhhmmm I do recall you saying something along the lines of making sure you kept me in tact, and that you could use a sweet thing like me around." Celrie softly tisks the racoon girl for her actions. "Surely you had something in mind back then? Why now, in what could be your final moments would you deny my touch?" she asks, her voice soft and soothing as she speaks, gently reaching out for the elusive ankle all the while.<br/><br/>Whether or not Julie-Ann gives in willingly, was not Celrie's concern at this point, she was going to experience that which she saw one way or another.... of course being willing would only make the process all the more enjoyable for Julie-Ann herself, give her some company within that tummy of Arcea's if only mentally. Grasping the coon girl's ankle, whilst rubbing over the shape of her head with the opposite hand, Celrie makes the connection, allowing a part of her psyche to invade the body of Julie-Ann, yet whereas in Maribel's case she'd brought with it a healthy dose of her own energy, this time her presence was all but invisible. Slipping straight to the source within Julie-Ann's mind, where she would settle in and enjoy the show. Clutching Arcea from behind the elf immediately moans as she establishes the connection, her eyes glazing over with lust as her vision is filled with the inky blackness of Arcea's stomach. The myriads of tiny folds glisten in the darkness, pulsating and shifting with life all around her....life of the one she cared deeply and utterly for! Celrie is immediately met by the intensity of the heat at Arcea's core, the soft, slippery surface of her stomach lining, and the powerful muscles contained within that squeeze and rub diligently against every inch of the coon girl's face. The feeling is almost intimate, knowing that a part of her was currently deep inside her kitty, inside her very core where only meals and food had previously gone. Oh it was all very exciting, and Celrie can be seen chewing on her lower lip as her hearing is dominated by the steady beat of the catgirl's heart, the pounding of her pulse echoing all around her, drilling itself into her head as she's reminded yet again of the body alive and well all around her, of the body the coon girl was destined to feed and fuel. Of course Julie-Ann was not entirely trapped in her tummy just yet, as such Celrie is able to gleam a little of what it might feel like to transition down the length of Arcea's throat, to be swallowed alive and claimed as a meal by the catgirl she adored. She feeling the long muscled tube cascading downwards along the length of the cooness' body, the persistent pressure that works her ever downward, transitioning more and more of her body through the tightly sealed ring that serves as the entrance to her stomach. Where Julie-Ann was panicked, was fearing for her life, as Celrie could feel her emotions swirling around her, the elf is all together calm, if not more than a little aroused, able to simply settle in and enjoy the ride, the experience with no fear of the digestion that was to come, no fear of sustaining any damage, or of their visit to the warrior kitty's tummy being a permanent one.<br/><br/>The whole experience is quite powerful for Celrie, for she feels nearly every inch of Julie-Ann's body in contact with the slick, heated flesh of Arcea's body. The clenching of her stomach around her head, the rippling of her throat muscles as they work to feed more of her body into her hungry belly, why she's even treated to a sensation she knows far to well, that of Arcea's tongue as the coon girl's body is pressed and rubbed over every inch of it's surface during her decent. It was all quite magical, all overwhelming to her senses. Celrie's entire body would warm against Arcea's back, mirroring the internal temperature of which Julie-Ann was being exposed to. Her body tensing and quivering with every squeeze of her stomach, every tug of her throat, the elf's excitement levels raising quickly as the sweet smell of her arousal would be evident in the air.<br/><br/>While Celrie had intended to maintain her little link until the point where she could no longer hang onto the coon girl's ankle, her fun is inevitably short lived, as the sound of the duchess' voice breaks her concentration and pulls her focus away from the struggling coon girl and back into her own body. "Aww...that's no fun..." she murmurs, at first allowing a moment as she re-acquants herself with her senses. "Your body though....mmmm is sexy inside and out Arcea..." Celrie whispers, leaning in to kiss the catgirl's cheek before turning her attention momentarily to Maribel who'd been enjoying the show "and Maribel...I'd love to put on a show for you when you come visit..." With a deep breath Celrie centers herself before finally turning towards the duchess. Celrie wagered that if anyone was going to be able to calm the frustrated noble, it would be her, as after all she'd already spent the entirety of their trip entertaining her and her own, Alexis included.<br/><br/>Taking a single step in Glana's direction Celrie curtsy's respectfully before speaking in the sweetest most respectful tone that she could muster. Despite the battle and frigid cold whipping all around her, the elf's beauty and poise where as spectacular as ever "Duchess Glana, I do apologize, firstly for my absence from your cabin, and secondly of the delay in our departure. As for the reason however, why we're merely making an example of this coon!" she begins, pausing to sneakily shoot a well hidden wink towards Deliah and Maribel, " we're showing what will happen to those who stand against us! I'm sure all those in attendance will think twice about attacking any more trains in the future, lest they want to be kitty chow! Far better for us to set them free with this information and let the trouble makers take deter their kin from committing similar acts of violence, than to execute them on the spot, that would only stop the immediate problem, while possibly creating a larger one down the line, in the form of revenge seeking relatives... this way, I'm sure you'll agree, is far better for us all." she pauses to let this sink in before shooting the duchess a little wink "besides, you've not forgotten my promise of making it up to you if we where delayed now have you?" her voice just oozing of charm as she calls back to the personal performance she'd mentioned upon exiting the duchess' cabin when the train had initially stopped.<br/><br/>Smiling warmly after she's delivered her explanation, Celrie motions to Alexis for support "Isn't that right Alexis?" Turning back to the duchess Celrie adds "Besides, we ought to be celebrating our victory more than anything! We all did amazing in defending the train, and you should have seen Arcea square off against that toppled mech over there.....As for myself, well I took a number of them out...even so I'd say defending a train from bandits is far above the average call of duty for an entertainer wouldn't you say?" Celrie poses the question giving a firm look in Galana's direction, as if to remind her of all the elf had already done for her, on top of having just risked her life. "I was shot at, nearly bitten by a teleporting alligator, and above all esle...it's cold out here and I'm wearing next to nothing!"<br/><br/>With the duchess addressed Celrie turns her attention to Sevana, while she'd heard the conductor make the request previously, well telekenisis was not something she was well versed in, sure she'd dabbled and knew the basics, but she'd not dedicated enough time to perfecting such techniques, surely not to the point that she trusted herself with transporting dangerous explosives.  "I'm sorry Sevana... but I'm terribly exhausted from the battle, I spent a great deal of energy in the defense of those on board the train, so to attempt to levitate  something as delicate as explosives... well I'm afraid that's far out of my capabilities... I'm sure you understand but technology is not my area of expertise, and I'd hate to accidentally set something off where I to even try."<br/><br/><br/><br/>Celrie<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;">Celrie shall use her persuasion on the duchess, rolling both at once, first is obviously the skill, second would be the wild.<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/376744">Dealing with duchess</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">2#1d6+6</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">12</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">12</span><br/><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/376745">Dealing with duchess (aces)</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">2#1d6+6</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">12</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">8</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/376747">dealing with duchess ( further acing)</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">6</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/376748">dealing with duchess (another ace....)</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">2</span><br/><br/>golly that sure is a lot of acing... From persuasion alone that adds up to... what ace, ace ace +2 for a total of 20,,,,+6 from charisma so 26 then the wild aced too so I believe you add the total of the following wild roll to that... so the grand total should be something like <span style="font-weight: bold"> 28 </span> or 26 if the wild doesn't matter.....needless to say I think Celrie's made a good impression on the duchess XD</div></div></div>