As the magical healing energy floods from his hand, spreading across Odette's body, healing and replacing the reddened and weakened flesh from the rigors of digestion. Xarces is quite surprised when she first refers to him as anything other than her meal, then suddenly grabs him once more, pulling him in for a kiss, a kiss that was rather pleasant, and one that did not end with his lip clamped between her teeth even. Holding her close for a brief moment, he smiles to her in the darkness of Ryla's tum. "Of course..." his words stifled by the hand that suddenly grasps his member, a soft sighing moan escaping his lips as he presses in for another kiss.<br/><br/>The fleeting moment of Odette's praise would not pause his affectionate caress of Ryla's tum, no not for a moment. As his hands are soon back to work, stroking and working against those tight, constrictive walls. Able to feel the weak muscles in them working over his digits, over his and Odette's form as they are held firmly against one another. At least now the closeness was not quite as awkward, after her most recent declaration. His focus almost completely set on pleasuring those walls, on creating sensations the likes of which Ryla would never forget. Her pleasured pleas where quite cute, and they brought a smile to his face, and a warmth to his heart. Going to make her digest him.....a part of him still uncertain if that's not what he wanted after all.<br/><br/>Although he had no intention to stop until she touched down, until she was ready to release them. The bard's position within the very middle of the kitsune's body would allow him to sense that something was amiss. Her emotions shifting as her heart rate fluctuates from one of pleasure, to one of worry and even panic. Even the shifting walls of her stomach inform him that something was wrong, they knotting up against him, twisting and turning in most unusual ways. "Is everything all right?" he asks, simply resting a hand upon her tum, feeling and listening for any and everything her body may tell him.<br/><br/>'MISHA! WHAT'S WRONG?! I--' the tone of Ryla's voice said it all, the panic, worry and concern for her friend, made the bards heart sink. Whatever was happening it did not sound good, and judging from the frantic manner that Ryla's body lurches and shifts around him as she hastily flies over to the fallen harpy made Xarces' concern well up even more. The next few moment seemed to be the longest of his life as he sits in silence, with no way of knowing what had gone on, what the situation was, only able to hear the panicked beat of Ryla's heart and the frantic words of concern echoing all around him. Though Xarces had only ever met the harpy for a moment, her recalls her and Ryla being close....if something bad had happened to her, well he couldn't even imagine how that must make her feel.  'Oh Ryla...' he thought feeling just terrible for her, the cute little kitsune girl didn't need to go through this. For now though there was little he could do, he had to trust that Misha would be ok, that whatever had happened wasn't as bad as Ryla had thought and that soon he'd hear a relief in her voice, a relief in her heart.<br/><br/>As time passes, as the words Ryla continues to speak make his heart sink further and further, the relief he hoped to hear did not seem to come. No whatever was the cause of her sorrow seemed far worse than she herself was capable of fixing. Only when she calls his name would he speak up "Yes Ryla?" Is about all he's able to get out before the walls of her stomach squeeze in around him much tighter than before, even tighter when they where working to break him down. His body pressed firmly against the once more solid figure of Odette, causing him a great amount of pain as he clenches his teeth and holds his tongue, it taking every shred of self control he had not to cry out in agony...but he couldn't he couldn't let Ryla know how much it hurt him. She needed him now, needed him to heal her friend!<br/><br/>His head is forced against the tightly sealed entrance to her tum, allowed access as the stomach works to remove him from it's contents. Forcing his shoulders to contort in on themselves, his softened body a blessing in disguise, as though the pain of being threaded through the narrow passage of her throat was ever present, Xarces could only imagine how difficult this would be where he to have been fully...intact. "Just...a little more.." he encourages her, his words soft and soothing despite the pain wracking his body and the dire tone of the situation.<br/><br/>Only moments ago Xarces had been considering the real possibility of being completely digested....and now here he was squeezing up her throat, his eyes frantically blinking as they stare out at the outside world once more, framed by the mouth of the kitsune who'd incidentally devoured him. "One more should do it!" he continues to encourage, wiggling his weakened body as best as he was able, squirming and squeezing himself forward, as soon enough the ripple of Ryla's muscle sends him sliding out over her tongue, granting her the first taste of his actual body, a taste that would hopefully help to relieve her as he worked to right the situation that was causing her so much sorrow.<br/><br/>Landing on the rock, Xarces takes a moment to regain his barrings as he looks from the body of the harpy then back up to the vision of the pleading kitsune. The tears welling up in her eyes touching his heart as he looks to her with the utmost of sympathy. "It didn't hurt that bad.." he tells her with a forced smile, as it was clear his body was in pain, as much of his flesh had been scrubbed and melted away. Reaching out to take her hand in his he cups it in his palm, placing the other gently atop it in a consoling manner her says "I'll do everything I can Ryla." his voice full of conviction as it was clear he didn't want to see the kitsune cry, that if he could he would move a mountain for her if only to see the smile return to her beautiful face.<br/><br/>Turning back to Misha, things where much worse than he'd feared.....it looking as it she'd fallen, and fallen from a considerable distance at that. Xarces wouldn't dare ask for the details, not wanting to force Ryla to relive the memory that was so fresh in her mind. Crawling on hand and knee Xarces closes the distance, his broken and battered wings folding in against his back as he reaches a hand out to press against the harpy's chest. She was still, far too still, and as his palm presses into her body, Xarces is alarmed to find that he feels no pulse....it had been much worse than he'd feared. He had to do something though, he just had to, had to make it right, bring her back, wipe those tears away from the foxgirl's eyes who by all accounts had just saved his life....she was counting on him after all.<br/><br/>Even though he knew this was beyond his capability....knew he would be better off tracking down Elanna and asking where she'd brought her Fiance to be resurrected....Xarces had to do something. Channeling his energy Xarces closes his eyes, a powerful surge of life giving power wells up in his chest, courses through his veins, lightening his cyan eyes as they flutter open...only to disperse into the still body of the harpy... She doesn't move... Xarces grits his teeth, turning his head to call back to Ryla "This might...take a while." he explains as once again he focuses with everything he's got, channeling away his next highest spell, as healing energy once again floods forward and into the body of the Harpy. Healing energy that his own body was in dire need of, yet it seems he was determined to expend every last ounce of power he had on the fallen harpy. A harpy that he himself hardly even knew. As he continues to systematically drain himself his thoughts would become increasingly desperate.... he'd not been a very religious man....but he did have celestial heritage, did have demon blood coursing through his veins....and his musical performances why they where the stuff of legend...surely someone, something out there had taken notice of him...would lend him the power he lacked to bring back the harpy, to wipe the tears away from Ryla's eyes. How badly he wanted this to work as it was clear his own body was growing weaker with each and every spell he expended.<br/><br/>Xarces [[<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/260369">Cure Serious Wounds</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">3d8+7</span><span style="font-weight: bold">23</span><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/260370">Cure light wounds</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d8+5</span><span style="font-weight: bold">8</span>]]