<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;">Moved and modified the spoiler'd text from my last post into this one. It seemed more appropriate, now that Sura's response is confirmed. (And has absolutely nothing to with my near-OCD tendency towards late edits... nope, nosirree.  <img alt="&gt;.&gt;" src="./images/smilies/shifty.gif" title="Shifty eyes"/> <img alt="&gt;.&gt;" src="./images/smilies/shifty.gif" title="Shifty eyes"/> <img alt="&gt;.&gt;" src="./images/smilies/shifty.gif" title="Shifty eyes"/></div></div></div><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Sura wrote:</cite>“Isn’t the point of putting someone inside of your belly to make sure they never speak again? My door does have a lock, you could enjoy a fine meal and then… a nice comfy bed as you slept off the delicious little treat.”</div></blockquote><br/>"And then I'd have to hightail my little green butt out of here before your grandad had me for breakfast," Brady says with a chuckle.<br/><br/>"Of course, I could always just take your place," she adds, wrapping Sura's legs in her tail- a tail now covered in flowing blue-green fur. "It wouldn't be hard at all- I'm sure I'd be big enough to fit into your clothes once I finished you off, and with enough perfume even Helix wouldn't be able to catch my scent. And then, I'd have the entire keep at my beck and call... Wouldn't that be fun? I could have all those handsome soldier boys thinking I'm you, satisfying my every need. They'd never even realize their precious Sura was sitting at the bottom of the keep's latrine- at least not until sent them to join you..."<br/><br/>"Yes, it would be so easy..." Brady looks up at Sura with a gleam in her eyes - perhaps mischievous, perhaps wicked - and gives the sorceress's nose the just the lightest nip, almost a kiss. Her long, sticky tongue darts from between her lips, wrapping around Sura's muzzle, tugging the wolfess just a bit closer as she gives that furry rump another hard squeeze. The little chameleon's grip is firm, much firmer than her slight frame would suggest, and the manner in which she has herself wrapped around Sura has the wolfess rooted to the spot, less than an inch from her wet and panting mouth...<br/><br/>Then, in one swift motion, quick as blinking...<br/><br/>Brady disengages herself from Sura, retracting her togue and tail as her body changes back to its reptilian shape. "Nah, too much work!" she declares. "I'd have to stay in here all day reading musty old books instead of going on adventures! So I think I'll keep you around."<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Sura wrote:</cite>“You are about the only creature in all of Southmourne that would request me clothed over bare. You are such an odd creature!”</div></blockquote><br/>"And you love me for it," Brady says, giving Sura's rump a playful swat as she turns away. She watches for a moment longer as the lovely lupine sashays over to her dresser, then glances down to her pocket and sends a telepathic<span style="font-style: italic">ping</span>to Crew.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~You're using me as a bargaining chip again, aren't you?~</span>Crew sighs as the wolfess disappears to fetch her clothing.<span style="font-style: italic">~You know what she likes to do to me when she's in one of these moods...~</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~C'mon, you know you love it,~</span>Brady replies.<span style="font-style: italic">~Besides, it's getting her dressed, isn't it?~</span>The chameleon fishes her stony sidekick from her vest pocket and brushes off a bit of lint; aside from the accumulated dust, the psicrystal appears to be recovered from his forced identity crisis a few minutes ago.<span style="font-style: italic">~Alright, here she comes. Try to play along, and maybe she'll finish before everyone else gets here.~</span><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Sura wrote:</cite>“This is the best you will get, now tell me of these new recruits you spoke of! And, let me play with crew!”</div></blockquote><br/>"You know that's only going to make things worse, right?" Brady laughs. "Okay, you win... here you go." The lizardgirl lifts an arm for Crew, allowing the spider-crystal to climb over to Sura.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~The things I do for you,~</span>Crew sighs, feigning exasperation as he clambers over to the waiting wolfess.<br/><br/>"You're going to like this batch," Brady tells Sura. "Frist off, there's Kahmori- big, beefy fox, looks like he might have some spirit blood in him. He's pretty smooth talker, and I think he's got a soft spot for pretty girls, not to mention some exotic tastes. He's carting a Vanadiond woman around with him, but I haven't figured out why yet."<br/><br/>"Alexei is like you- a wolf, I mean, not a flirt. Actually, he was really formal when we first met. He's the only one with anything like armor or a weapon, so I'm guessing he's a trained soldier; he might've even been an officer somewhere. Oh, he seems to know a little bit of magic too."<br/><br/>"Then there's Xali... She's<span style="font-style: italic">really</span>like you: arcanist, sexpot, and total flirt. She's a little bit weird, though, always talking like she's schmoozing at a party. I dunno what kind of magic she uses, but apparently it's the wrong kind for sweeping out a ghoul den. She was hoping you could give her something with a little more zam-pow, if you get my drift."<br/><br/>"I haven't seen any of them in action, but I get the feeling they're all preds. Beyond that, I've only known them for about ten minutes, so I can't say much more. You'll have to ask them yourself if you want anything." As she finishes her summmary, Brady meanders toward Sura's worktable and begins examining the bits and pieces of the sorceress's latest inventions. "Sooo... what've you been cooking up for us this time?"