<div class="floatright">(http://www.vixenrose.com/hosting/files/253/stuff%20for%20rp/cst108-gypsy-woman.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">Nadia Lyubitshka     <strong>:Name</strong><br/>Early morning (7.30AM)<strong>:Time</strong><br/>Fort protecting the portal <strong>:Location</strong><br/>Ashlyn  <strong>:Tagged</strong></div><br/>Nadia follows the elf with worry clearly written in her exhausted face, one bloody hand reaching up to brush her hair away from her face without thinking how it smears the blood through her dark mane. Then as the armor seems to basically melt away from Ashlyns body Nadias eyes turn into large saucers and her face again turns a deep red when the other womans perky breasts are revealed. Unable to keep her eyes off them Nadia only stammers something out as she feels the warm hands on her own as they are guiding hers along the finely chiseled torso. She cant help but notice the slight hardening of the other womans nipples and she knows her own are achingly hard and she hopes it cant be seen through her many layers of clothing.<br/><br/>"I.. eh.. see.. yes. very.. perk.. I mean.. some bruising around the nip.. rib." she swallows down nervously and closes her eyes, trying to shut the very distracting sight of Ashlyns naked chest out of her mind. Her mind trying to form the mystical connection needed to heal the wound and finds herself unable to quite grab it. Taking a deep breath she shifts her stance a bit trying feebly to ignore the arousal racing through her mind and the naughty images of centaur cocks mingling with the mental image of perky breasts.<br/><br/>"Sorry. I.. must be tired" she lies smoothly and her hands shift a little, a palm brushing over one breast with a nail teasing the nipple. "dammit, sorry but.. " she takes a step forward, her chest pressing up against the damp naked skin and Nadias lips press firmly against Ashlyns in a deep kiss. And with that contact she finds herself distracted enough to let the healing energy flow through her lips and into the elf, her entire body trembling as she drains the last of her own energies into the kiss and down the elfs chest to have the rib shift and mend.<br/><br/>"that.. should.. do.." she mumbles as her eyes roll up in their sockets and she falls down like a sack of potatoes as her body doesn't have more energy to give.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gem Count;</strong><br/><strong>Corruption Level;</strong><br/><strong>Loot;</strong>  <br/><strong>Equipment;</strong>Spices, spare clothes and cooking utensils<br/><strong>Transformations;</strong>  <br/><strong>Advantages;</strong> Very Beautiful, Voice, Magical Aptitude 3<br/><strong>Disadvantages;</strong> Honesty, Pacifism (Self Defense), True Bisexual</div></div>