<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/SSS5X8z.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Akonoh<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cottage<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sara,<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Akonoh's ears twitched and her head perked up when Sara firmly smacked herself to get her attention, "hmmm?" she hummed curiously, head tilting slightly as Sara did her best to drill her winningest mentality into the mature cat woman's head. Unfortunately it was clear that most of what she was saying wasn't quite getting through to the noobish mage, Akonoh not really putting much stock into the game beyond the basest parameters of "having fun", so most of what she said didn't really seem all that important to her. Though while the<em>content</em>of Sara's argument was more or less lost on her, Akonoh seemed quite receptive to her<em>tone</em>all the same. The older woman's face took on a soft blush as she was chewed out. It was kinda weird, being talked to like this, by someone who was probably way younger than her no less. Honoka wasn't a particularly prideful woman, but she had lived long enough and worked hard enough that she normally wouldn't take disrespect from just any random person she met on the street. But Sara was just so<em>passionate</em>about what she was saying, there was something so enthralling about that, and it made her swell with authority all the same. Not to mention the threat of being bent over her knee and spanked, as if<em>she</em>was the child here....She got the feeling she should be getting pissed off, but for some reason she just kinda felt...well, kind of<em>excited</em>...was that weird?<br/><br/>"Heheheh, well I can't say I fully get it, but I can tell you're pretty serious about it..." Akonoh chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of her head, trying to ignore the tingly making it's way up and down her spine as she gazed up at the woman. She watched as Sara went over to praise Artorious for his own confession, adorning him with some kind of prayer-ritual. For a brief moment Akonoh questioned if she had stumbled upon some weird, internet cult like the news always warned about, though she quickly shook the idea off. This was just, what did they call it? "role playing"? Right?<br/><br/>However before she could see what the little boy was doing to "serve" his fellow guild mates, Akonoh's vision was suddenly eclipsed by the hulking form of Crorn, one of the guild's more respected members if she recalled correctly, "uh...hello there big guy..." Akonoh cooed, having to lean back and crane her head back just to meet eyes with the towering orc, the height difference making him even more ominous and intimidating than he already was, "you're uh, standing pretty close..." she mused, practically able to feel the heat radiating off of him, his height putting them at a rather awkward position as she sat knelt in front of him. She trembled a bit as he ran his finger under her chin, a gesture no man but her husband had done to her for well over 20 years, causing another shiver to run down her spine, though the fact that it brought up thoughts of her husband meant it was also accompanied by a twisted feeling in her gut as well, 'uh...my bad...?" Akonoh muttered meekly, not sure what else to say to his admonishing words.<br/><br/>Her ears twitched a bit when the orc suddenly turned his attention over to Sara. It was a strange mixture of relief and disappointment all at once to no longer be the target of the imposing man's ire, and she kept quiet as a mouse as he turned the tables on Sara, expecting her to pay penance as well. When he mentioned filling up the grail Akonoh perked up, seeing an opportunity to make ammends, "Oh, I can do that right now if you'd like" she said, hoping up to her feet, "what would you like sir? Wine? Mead? er...water?" she asked innocently, not even beginning to suspect what he had actually meant by his words, Honoka having never engaged in such degenerate activities before.<br/><br/>