<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;">[<span style="font-weight: bold">Note</span>: This part is just fluff, so skip over it if you aren’t interested.]<br/>---<br/>As her first meal finally expired, Mindy’s feels a mix of both satisfaction and loss. She could no longer feel her prey’s playful squirming. The emotions she felt from Koren as her life melted away; the fear and excitement of being in a stomach, the joy at being able to please her master, the regret that her life was coming to an end, and the myriad of other sensation that came through their link were all silent now. Her little belly pet was just meat now. The enthralled harpy was just a pressure in her stomach that would be gone eventually.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Feeling guilty? ~</span> Pinged a voice inside Mindy. The gray elf raised an eyebrow, realizing that with all of her recent recreation, her psicrystal hadn’t complained once.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~You’ve been quiet for a while.~</span> She thought back at her miniscule ally.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Becoming a predator has been one of your long-term goals. Plus, it isn’t borderline suicidal like being eaten for fun. So I decided not to intrude. But you seem distracted now. Do you regret digesting that harpy?~</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~…No, not really.~</span> The telepath admitted. <span style="font-style: italic">~ I‘d be feeding her gut right now, if I hadn’t dominated her. It’s par for the course in this town. Besides, there aren’t many prey that can say they enjoyed digestion. </span><br/><br/>A wet, groaning noise came from Mindy’s stomach, hinting at the task the once tiny organ was trying to complete. <span style="font-style: italic">~This may sound weird, but if I’m regretting anything, it’s that I can’t eat her again. Depending on the nutrions, each person can taste different. And now that Koren’s gone, I can’t really have her again, can I?~</span><br/><br/>She placed  both hands as far under her stomach as she could without bending over, squeezing down to try and get a better feel for her belly’s contents <span style="font-style: italic">~ Though I guess that’s part of being a predator. Every person is a different potential meal. Different flavors, different personalities, different circumstances. Not all of them will as hard to get in, or as willing. Thinking about makes me curious… and eager.~</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Eager?~</span><br/><br/><br/>Mindy smiled, her tongue sliding across her lips for split second to try and get another taste of her first victim.  <span style="font-style: italic">~Yeah, I want to eat someone else.~</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~But you just ate!~</span> The crystal objected.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Tyvia…~</span> Mindy started,. <span style="font-style: italic">~I’m not eating people because I’m hungry, I’m eating people because I enjoy it.~</span><br/><br/>The sentient stone wasn’t sure how to react. Its master had used its given name, Tyvia. She almost never did that outside of giving her orders. Eventually however, it found words again.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~You’re a real glutton, now. You know that, Libris?~</span></div></div></div>---<blockquote><div><cite>Alyssa wrote:</cite>"Mindy... where is Soma?"</div></blockquote><blockquote><div><cite>Soma wrote:</cite> <span style="font-style: italic">~Oh, I'm right here. Mindy decided to eat me before we left the garden. Isn't that right?~</span> </div></blockquote><br/>Mindy thought that her heart stopped for a moment. She looked at her stomach as if Soma was physically cutting her way out.<span style="font-style: italic">~S-Soma! Are you trying to get the celestials to smite me?!~</span>She asked the tiefling inside of her privately before returning her gaze to the tielfing in front of her.<br/><br/>“Ah-well, that’s-you see...”, Mindy stammered, trying to find a nicer way of saying<span style="font-style: italic">‘Yes, I ate her’</span>. “Do you remember when I said Soma was in a harpy that was in a harpy under my control? Well, when the fighting ended, I uh…was offered the chance to… deal with those harpies, And their was something that I’ve been meaning to try- wait, that not quite what… Ah…”She trailed off.  She felt like she was pleading to a Nezibolge Judge, and was about to be given the usual sentence.<br/><br/>“Well, Soma seemed to like the idea at the time., Right, Soma?... Yuki? Geno? Sen?”<blockquote><div><cite>Sen wrote:</cite>"Hm. Well, there's definitely something going on in his head, but it's no magic I've ever seen." </div></blockquote><span style="font-style: italic">”Not magic?”</span>Mindy thought, her eyes lightening up. She suddenly had a great idea to try and change the subject. “Um, May I take a look at Chrrou? Perhaps I can figure something out.<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;">Psicraft Check to ID Chrrou's Malady(DC 24) 1d20 + 20: 11 + 20 = 31, Pass.</div></div></div>