<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;">Just wanted to say, awesome job on the RP everyone. ^_^ Everyone is interesting as heck to interact with, and I look forwards to plenty more in the future! Also, want to say - Good job Sillyness! =D For being your first run campaign, you are doing nothing short of an amazing job! Good work, hon! &lt;3</div></div></div><br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> Chelsie smiled and reached for the coins, snatching them from his hand Kahmori could feel hers linger momentarily. Her slender little hands by comparison cup his large paw. Looking up she lets her gaze fall to his eyes, a submissive demeanor upon her facial features as she clutches his warm fur for a moment. “Certainly” she says before very slowly retracting her hand, letting it glide softly over along his. “Helix had asked that I make sure you five are out of bed by dawn, I can have something prepared for you then” </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Kahmori had to admit, the bovine host certainly had a way to make others feel right at home. No doubt she was quite the money-maker at the establishment. If her intentions were not as genuine as she let on, she was a wonderful actor. If they were - well, Kahmori couldn't help but respect the humble girl and her ability to make others feel warm and welcome. Heck, even he could take a few lessons from her.<br/><br/>A soft smile curves the big kitsune's lips, his eyes looking into her own as she gazes back submissivly "Thank you, Chelsie." His hand, just before she manages to retracts hers entirely, wraps softly around her own. In a surprizingly gentlemanly move (and one that, mindboggleingly, seemed to brook no thoughts of pleasure), he brings her hand to his lips and places a soft, gentle little kiss upon it, allowing them to linger upon her soft fur for just a few brief moments, before whispering "You seem like a sweetheart, Chelsie. I wish I had the coinage to tip you, but - well, you've got all I have to offer. I hope, until there is a little more clink in my pouch...this little kiss will suffice. Thanks." Releasing her hand, Kahmori beams a winning smile to the humble cow-girl, before letting her return to her business of taking orders. He had to admit - he liked this place already "I'd love breakfast in the morning."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> “I think tonight I’ll dine on something with a little more spice, tomorrow morning however…”  </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Vendra's little comment immediently draws Kahmori's attention, his tall, pointed ears swiveling towards her. She seemed awfully flirty - and he couldn't help but like it. A soft smile replaces the faint look of surprize on his face - at least she seemed to be getting a bit more comfortable. Not having to fear for your life, or fear you were going to get raped...well, that could definantly take a load off of someone's shoulders. Scooting his chair just a little closer to Vendra's, Kahmori leans playfully against the smaller human, as if he'd simply swooned against her. Throwing his hand up onto his forehead in mock distress, he - in fake exasperation - whines "Oh dear. If it shall start being a morning occurance, I shall have to eat my weight in food every day, or I shall simply wither to skin and bones."<br/><br/>Quirking a brow, he - never one to leave it just 'at that' - leans in a bit closer to her, whispering softly against her ear "Especially with lips as soft as your own. Mrrr." To add the final little bit of 'oomph' to his tease, he gently nibbles her on the ear, then leans down and places a soft, seductive little kiss on the bare flesh of where her neck and shoulder met. Laughing softly, he retracts his head, once more reclining in his chair. He had to admit, he liked this. Xali and her playful, yet sophisticated attitude. Alexei and his mysteriousness - he'd HAVE to find out more about that wolf. Maybe a few choice pranks would make him open up a bit. Vendra - she'd only been there for one day, but already she seemed to be acclimating well. Not to mention, she was such a delicious tease. Then, there was Brady - her bouncy personality was infectious, and he could not help but like her and her positive attitude.<br/><br/>It was shaping up to be not so bad of a trip, after all.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> Taking another glance at Kahmori she couldn’t help but feel a small bit of excitement. “Perhaps you should get something to eat before you sleep? Less you decide one of us looks a little too delicious and you need the extra room in bed?” Again she chuckled softly. </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Vendra's soft voice once more pulls Kahmori out of his thoughts - though this time, he offers her a toying little smirk, showing off his glimmering (and sharp!) pearly whites "Something to eat before I sleep? Oh, I have the entire night to get something to eat...and maybe the thought of two delicious little ladies is why I'm restraining my appetite..." A soft little laugh escapes his throat, his eyes flitting to Brady for a brief moment. He had to admit, she looked delicious, and Vendra tasted heavenly. He'd never been one for recreational vore, but - as he found out today - the experience could be quite the pleasant one...<br/><br/>Shaking his head to clear those thought from his mind, he smooths back the hair that had fallen in his face with one hand, taking a few brief moments to look around the interior of the place. It looked nice. Sophisticated, in a way...but it also carried the sort of 'down home' feel that he'd always enjoyed so much. Whilst he'd never enjoyed cities - there were FAR too many folks running around - places like this he'd always loved. Some of the tribes he'd visited had tribal halls, and those had been amazingly fun to stay in for a night or two - not to mention, they tended to throw some of the wildest parties one could imagine.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> “Oh I promise the only sound she’d awake too is your cries of pleasure Kahmori”  </div></blockquote><br/><br/>A brief look of surprize crosses Kahmori's face - such a bold statement!! The beautiful little human priestess, actually entertaining thoughts....nah, surely not. Yet, perhaps...<br/><br/>"Oh, you little tease." Laughing loudly, Kahmori throws an arm around Vendra's shoulder, pulling her up against his warm, furry side "Better watch out, or I'll be convinced you plan on following through with those little teases...." He gives her shoulder a soft little squeeze, allowing her to bathe in his warmth and the softness of his fur for a few brief moments.<br/><br/>Just as he was getting comfortable, he felt it - the last thing in the world he actually expected to feel. The soft touch of Vendra's slender fingers, sliding along his leg, and inching - ever so slowly, but ever so steadily - towards his inner thigh. Just that touch made him jump enough to slam his other leg against the underside of the table, causing it to rattle and shake noisily - not to mention, upset just about everything on top of it. Grinning sheepishly, he gives an apologetic glance to everyone seated around the table "Ahh...er...sorry. Pinched my...foot." The lamest excuse he could have made, but...his mind was hardly on making believeable lies.<br/><br/>As Vendra's hand rubs it's way along his leg, and further towards his inner-thigh, she could easily feel his body give a small, excited, and likely involuntary shiver. With one arm still wrapped around her shoulder, holding her lightly against his side...Kahmori's other hand slips beneath the table for a single brief moment, sliding gently atop of hers, and momentarily stopping it's progress. His thumb softly trails along the back of her hand, upwards to her wrist, then right back down, stroking her hand gently. Then...coaxing her hand with his gentle touch, he eases it along his leg...past his inner thigh...and presses it - palm first - against the crotch of his cloth breeches, the soft feeling of his sheath very evident beneath the thin fabric. As if nothing at all had happened, he once more gives Brady a somewhat questioning look, trying to shift the conversation back to talk of the necromancer, and the plans of infiltration...<br/><br/>"Well, seems to me...we'll just have to stomp our way inside. After all, it would do no good to get in there and get trapped, with a hundred icky creatures between us and the exit. Of course, stomping out way in  - well, that will give us away REAL quick. Would give time to prepare traps, or...heck, any other number of things. We can't even catch them with their pants down - they'll have time to pull some on."