<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">&lt;&lt;Jolly Barbazu suite&gt;&gt;</span></span><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Alyssa wrote:</cite>"Ah! I just realized I don't even know your name yet!" Alyssa offers a quick bow of apology</div></blockquote><br/>"It's 'Jess', hun. Call me 'Jess'."<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Alyssa wrote:</cite>"Perhaps you could tell me a bit about yourself? I'd love to hear anything- anything at all, really!"</div></blockquote><br/>Jess (mis)interprets the tiefling's words and appears flattered. "You...interested in me?"<br/><br/>"Well I'm...not much for<span style="font-style: italic">words</span>..." says the buxom pred as she leans forward from her seat and submerges fully into the center of the pool. Only her triangular white ears remain above the steamy surface, like two shark fins. Beneath the water, her toned skin brushes accidentally(?) against Alyssa's leg.<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 80%; line-height: 116%;">[Jess taps a <a class="postlink" href="http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/bullsStrength.htm">nutrion</a>]</span><br/><br/>She swims across the bath to the tiefling's side and emerges there, her long hair now soaked and lying flat against her sculpted back.<br/>"How 'bout I just...<span style="font-style: italic">show</span>you instead." she says in a low voice, slithering close enough now that Alyssa could count the freckles on her heat-flushed shoulders--that is, if she could break her eyes away from that grin and the pink interior that becomes visible when the dog-girl speaks.<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 80%; line-height: 116%;">[Jess intimidate: 1d20(9)+14+2(predatory instinct) = 25; Alyssa must make a DC 25 (level+wisdom) check or become shaken. If she is receptive to attractive females, then the DC is 30]</span><br/><br/>If her quarry edges away, Jess follows insistently to remain within a few inches. She is keeping her hands to herself only just barely, with a rapidly-thinning thread of willpower.<br/>"You wanna know something about me?" she whispers with shallow breath. Her hypnotic golden eyes stare longingly into Alyssa's.<br/>"I'm...<span style="font-style: italic">really</span>...<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">hungry</span></span>."