{{As a DM I don't officially approve or condemn HC's action; it was within the bounds of the rules.}}<br/>{{Though personally, yeah, I'm a bit disappointed to have the Geno/Nurkisi sub-plot end in an anti-climax. Geno said, OOCly, that he needed some time to work on his response. It would have been courteous for you, HC, to give him more than a single day (a week is customary). Just because I stop posting <<round X>> doesn't mean the basic rule of waiting for a response before posting again isn't still in effect.}}<br/><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Allie wrote:</cite>((Under the revised escape rules, does the damage still need to be slashing/piercing, or can it be any type? For example, would it be possible to punch, burn, or freeze the your way into being regurgitated? Also, does the damage needed to escape reset after a victim escapes via this method?))</div></blockquote><br/>{{Any type of damage works. After one round, once a pred recovers from the sickened state, the damage resets.}}<br/>{{I've decided, somewhat on a whim, that from now on only half of the damage dealt to a pred's interior will be subtracted from their HP. Having preds be in real danger of getting killed from within seems unfaithful to the source material.}}<br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">&lt;&lt;Jolly Barbazu suite&gt;&gt;</span></span><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Allie wrote:</cite>Pleasant as it is, the room was rented to them by devils; it wouldn't be above them to tempt customers with expensive services. Wishing the question had come to mind a moment sooner, she addresses the spectral figure again: "Pardon me for asking, but are these services included in the cost of the suite? I'd prefer to avoid incurring additional charges, if possible."</div></blockquote><br/>"All included, m'lady." says the ghostly servant. "The luxuries of this suite are at your disposal for the next thirty hours, until they disappear."<br/><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>zeusthunder wrote:</cite>As she hears the growling of Jess' belly, it slowly begins to dawn on Auralia what might be going through the girl's mind. It would be quite unfortunate if the judgment that she had handed down directly led to Auralia having to end another life. Although she was completely stuffed, the deva wasn't too worried about Jess trying to eat her. Well, that's not entirely true. She was worried that the girl not try to do it and what might happen if she did, but not worried about where she herself would end up. If Jess did try to eat Auralia, she'd end up with a large creature filling her mouth, much like when she tried to swallow Chrrou. However, the best solution would be to suggest the girl find something to eat before her hunger overcame her.<br/><br/>"You must be quite hungry," Auralia tells Jess as she still relaxes under the belly rub, "I can hear your stomach growling. Surely a suite as expensive as this one must come with some sort of food you can order."</div></blockquote><br/>"Eheh..heh...yeah..." says Jess, "If you want to call that stuff<span style="font-style: italic">food.</span>It's all conjured. I want something more fresh, you know?"<br/>The tipsy huskygal sits up to look over the belly, to Auralia's face. The two make brief eye-contact. Auralia sees that Jess is drooling a little bit. Jess sees that Auralia is...suspicious.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Oh...crap...she <span style="text-decoration: underline">does</span> know..."</span>thinks Jess.<span style="font-style: italic">"...angels...can read minds...Crap."</span><br/>She smiles apologetically, and tries to force herself not to think about what she wants to do to this lovely, plump, smooth-skinned blond...tries, and fails. The images pop back right into her mind.<span style="font-style: italic">"haha! Only kidding!"</span>thinks Jess loudly, believing that Auralia can hear and see her thoughts (she can't).<span style="font-style: italic">"I'd never do that! No way!"</span><br/><br/>The girl stands up with a flush of embarrassment, nearly stumbling over Sen who has silently approached behind her. She looks down at him...at the bite-sized, defenseless little--her imagination gets the better of her again.<span style="font-style: italic">"!!!"</span><br/>Her eyes flick nervously to the razor-sharp chrome at the nimbused girl's side, while guiltily avoiding into the celestial's gaze.<br/>"Yeah," she squeeks abruptly, pointing off in a non-specific direction and taking purposeful steps away. "I am going to...go check that out. Over there."<br/><br/><br/>Jess exits, leaving Sen and Auralia alone in the lounge.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I need to eat something, anything, even lousy conjured food...before I do something that gets me smote."</span><br/>She walks through one archway, then another.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Where is the kitchen? I know it's around here...huh?"</span><br/>Jess stops suddenly, and sniffs the air. The air coming from a nearby archway is warm, humid, and full of an intriguing blend of aromas.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"...The bath!!! n_n Oh yeah!!!"</span>She squeals with joy upon remembering that in this suite, she can relax and soak while food is served to her.<span style="font-style: italic">"Soma's probably in there already!"</span><br/>She bounds/hops in the direction from which the steam is flowing from, shedding articles of raiment along the way. She reaches the doorway and pushes it open without pause. Glancing through the steam, she sees a head of cool-colored hair and shoulders with vestigial wings--sure enough, Soma has started soaking without her.<br/><br/>"We really struck a gold-mine with this lot, huh?" she says quietly, depositing her laundry in a heap by the door.<span style="font-size: 80%; line-height: 116%;">(curiously, her red silk shirt makes a metalic *clank* noise when it hits the floor)</span>"Though I think the angel's onto me...she read my mind."<br/><br/>The lithe huskygal strides over to the bath, clad in nothing but an anklet and a smile. "How's the water?"