<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cd/CorinneLorimer.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Corinne Lorimer (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1945676)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Deck of the Mercy<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>A Blue Silk Bathrobe That Has Seen Better Days<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Kissing n stuff!<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Any<br/><hr/><br/>For the second time that day, Corinne found herself caught off guard by a kiss. This time, however, she recovered quickly, and in the case of Zoe her feelings were far less confused. Zoe's frustration and jealousy were completely understandable and, if Corinne was being honest, oddly enticing. The wizardess's hands flew to Zoe's cheeks, and her body pressed flush against the Ezrite. Corinne was determined to make it very clear that<em>this</em>was the kiss she had been craving. When at last she pulled away, she gave Zoe a lingering look, a mixture of doe-eyes and desire that she hoped would convey an apology and a promise of atonement all at once. She didn't expect Zoe to forgive her all at once, but Corinne was more than willing to put in the work.<br/><br/>Boarding the<em>Mercy</em>, Corinne walked a fine line. She did not wish to crowd Zoe if Zoe wished to remain angry... but Corinne tried to remain close enough to react in the event that any of the sailors made unwanted overtures to the Ezrite.<br/><br/>She was happy to let Jacqueline take the lead in addressing the captain, if for no other reason than Jacqueline happened to be wearing more than mere bedclothes. The perverse thought of discarding the bathrobe intruded sharply into Corinne's thoughts. Flushing red, she wrapped the blue silk around her even tighter, cinching the sash at her waist. These intrusive thoughts really were getting out of hand.