Name: 2<br/>Time: Day 1, Afternoon<br/>Location: Sector 3 Social Zone<br/>Tagging: 7<br/>Notes/Warning: Icebreaker!<br/><hr/><br/>While her hands primarily kept with exploring her partner's, the oily tendrils were curling up his arms already.  Male, she noted, just from the texture of the skin and the signature musk of his perspiration.  Not that there was much of it just yet, but she was expecting that they'd fix that shortly.  His arms were very firm, a solid core of muscle within them.  She felt excitement savored the elegant curvature of his toned arms.  Muscles, and specifically hard ones, were so very exotic.<br/><br/>Tessa bade them to move forward, but even before that her partner had taken the first move and started feeling up her arms.  Like the rest of her body, the skin was grainy, even though her flesh was otherwise soft and warm.  She allowed him to close the distance with her, letting her slime pool around his fingers and observe the delicate construction.  Powerful hands, she realized, pondering the callouses he might have built during his training.  Just what kind of person was this, she pondered.  His body wasn't abnormal, thus far, but not many humans adapted their physiques like this.  Was he some kind of athlete or soldier?  Ah well, she thought.  She'd find out.<br/><br/>At Tessa's instruction, she moved her grainy arms forward, sliding them gently along her partner's muscles and enjoying they way her skin rolled against his.  Her tendrils were also slowly coiling up his arm, flattening against him and forming against the curves and shapes of his arms.  Still like warm oil, but obviously taking great pleasure in pressing against his muscular contours. She resisted the urge to simply brush against his torso, enjoying the experience.  Of course, as her tendrils reached his shoulders, she started to wonder if his clothes were going to be alright.  She was feeling a little peckish, and would start to dissolve any non-synthetic fabric her tendrils came in contact with.  Still, she walked a little closer, getting inside his range a bit further so her polymer-coated arms could relish him while the rest of her explored.