[[For the record, if the dice say a character of mine 'should' die, then that character should die; I love the feeling of risk that comes from random chance being able to turn me into pred padding! This is less a request for Alizome to die this encounter than that if her plan backfires, she shouldn't be saved by some odd circumstance. Also: Well, if someone *wants* an elf who's trained specifically in how to please people from the inside to demonstrate their skills, I'd never turn that down! Sounds like fun.<img alt=":P" src="./images/smilies/icon_razz.gif" title="Razz"/>]]<br/><br/>As the mermaid approaches, Alizome wills herself to relax. This was what she'd intended, and she would see it out- focused on her predator as she is, she doesn't look back up to the surface to see Xarces coming, or perhaps she'd be a bit more emphatic about staying outside any stomachs. As it is, right now the mermaid's body held air, and she could last in... most... stomachs longer than she could last trying to claw her way back to the surface. Thus, when the fat mermaid approaches her, she smiles and presses her head to the mermaid's. When granted air, she sucks it in with a very abrupt, violent burst; she wants her lungs refilled as quickly as possible, just in case something goes wrong. As the mouth starts to open up and pull her face in, she keeps eye contact with the mermaid as long as she can, not betraying any fear but rather letting her face light up with unfeigned pleasure as the tongue slips across her face. As the mermaid brings her into a deadly embrace, she cooperates fully, moaning into her mouth as hands start to- inexpertly, it must be said- grope her chest.  Still, the mermaid's making an effort, and she does her best to reward it with pleased writhing giggles.<br/><br/>Her own hands go to the mermaid's stomach, massaging it discreetly and helping knead the meal already inside. That sailor's done for- at least he could maybe help prolong her life a bit. She pushes her head a bit further in, letting her legs languidly and loosely wrap around the mermaid's swollen stomach, and with a laugh of pleasure she begins rubbing her crotch against the struggling belly. Between half-faked moans of pleasure, she says into the mermaid's drooling mouth, "Why not just take me with you? Digest the man, he's just food, but me... beautiful, I've been trained in schools you know nothing of, and I can make you feel things you've never felt before as you melt me away into that powerful tail of yours, and I'll take so long to churn away you'll be just as shattered by the bliss as I am while you stack me onto those sexy curves of yours..."<br/><br/>[[<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/221573">Seduction (Profession-Courtesan)</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+12</span><span style="font-weight: bold">14</span>. 2's for everyone!]]