<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2f/Fei-favorite_avi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Fei<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sensate Sensoriums, Civic Festhall, Sigil<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Mid-morning<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Harmony, Golden Morning Radiance, Open<br/><hr/><br/>“Of course you do.  As you say, you stood before the Judge of the Dead and had your life measured.  This is a sensation few have recorded.” Fei replied with a sympathetic smile.  She too had been judged once.  “Did you or do you wish to experience them yourself but are afraid?” Fei asked and turned completely to face Golden Morning Radiance, the movement brushing silks against one another.<br/><br/>“That is a truly beautiful name.” She complimented, her fingers lifting the olive-skinned ones chin to gaze into her eyes.  Golden Morning Radiance was as beautiful as her name.  She had slim almond shaped eyes and sharp yet delicate features.  Fei’s finger brushed against her cheek feeling the tremble of fear and desperation and waning arousal from the fading sensations.  Fei herself felt the pull of those sensations.  Her body was warm and the press of silken cloth and naked flesh would not let the exhilaration fade so easily.  Fei could see Golden Morning Radiance’s quickened breath in the rise and fall of her breasts against her silken death shroud and Fei body edged ever so slightly forward as if drawn to be closer.<br/><br/>Fei was nodding her head without thought.  “I will guide you, though I wish not to do this alone.” She said taking away her pale fingers from Golden Morning Radiance’s chin and placing them over the ones grasping at the hem of her silken robe, where she held them.   It would only take one well-placed tug to the shear drape to fall free of her body.  Not that she would care at the moment.  Fei was about to say more when she heard the voices outside and paused to listen.<br/><br/><em>‘Curious.’</em><br/><br/>“If I may ma…oh,” Fei stifled a giggle at the sudden and unexpected kiss she was witness to.  She quieted quickly, though unabashedly watched Golden Morning Radiance explore her first kiss however small with the golden one.  It may have been tentative and clumsy, but most first kisses were.  However, it would be filled with wide open possibilities and new horizons.  It was frightening and exhilarating and desperate, but it was shy and exploring and even sweet.  Fei drank it in like a fine wine.<br/><br/>Questing fingers tangled with the hands still resting on the stone.  Fei caressed them lightly, stroking them as if to say, it pleases me, I am here, I am willing. These caresses were not for Golden Morning Radiance alone as her fingers played against both olive and gold. The moment was as fleeting as a dream upon awakening, but the look of surprise one Harmony’s exquisitely crafted features bought about another epiphany.<br/><br/><em> ‘A virgin sensate?  Oh glorious Lady of Change.  What wonders have I stumbled upon?’ </em>She looked from Golden to Olive, both beautiful and arousing.<em>‘Your thousand smiles shine on me.  I promise I will do what I can to guide them.'</em><br/><br/>“Then time you shall have.” Fei said quietly as Harmony slipped her hand from them and turned towards the door.  Fei looked up confused for a moment as the Modron paused, her armored backside towards them.  She knew little about the Modron, but she knew about the plane she had come from.  Everything had an order, a job and these were followed without exception and without question.  If Harmony’s superior requested something she would instinctually do it, as she was doing now.  The Factor was her superior and she was doing as she had always done and yet she was here.  She was apart from her collective.  It showed free will and free thought.  Fei did not know why Golden Morning Radiance feared her pursuers, but she very much did, she was seeking a release from her natural order, a path of her own.  Surely the Modron could understand that.<br/><br/>Fei, still holding the olive hand reached out to gently touch the golden arm of Harmony, connecting the three once again through touch.  She could feel the warm skin that had replaced unfeeling metal and the toned muscle of her bicep.  The Modron was strong and firm under her smooth flesh.  Fei’s pale thumb traced alone golden skin.<br/><br/>“Tell me Modron.  Do you always follow regulations?”<br/>