<strong>Solo Branning<br/>Time; Day 1, early afternoon<br/>Location; Fare Forest<br/>Tagged; Neria and Dewey.  (Asleep.)</strong><br/><br/>As Neria's soft lips met his, her aromatic scent overwhelming her sweat as it embraced his nose, Solo's eyes were opened wide in surprise. Its not like it wasn't to be expected, but he didn't know what to say, or what to do. She was his first kiss, and quite frankly her experience showed. And he would lie if he said she wasn't turning him on. But then again, his fatigue overwhelmed his desire, his eyes not lasting long wide as they began to gently close a little. It was either out of tiredness or relief: that she wouldn't lose her powers. Now, rather than feeling like a task, it felt more like a priveledge, and he was fine with that. She was taking him to an inn where they'd...well, you get the idea.<br/><br/>But enough about that now, Solo was tired and he needed to sleep. So, as he climbed back into his sleeping bag, cuddling the t-shirt wrapped and jarred sleeping slime in his arms as he said "Thanks, you don't know how much I...*yawn*...appreciate this..." although whether he was talking about her offering herself to him, or simply watching over him, was a mystery. Gently breathing, and shutting his eyes, Solo gently drifted into a sleep, the green haired youth quite proud with the day he had just dealt with. He had met a girl from another dimension, his new travel partner, fought against a group of slimes before adding another to his party, and with the help of divine beings, beat a Ryukamioni. It was understandable that he was tired, but it was an understatement. For a wayfarer, a mere traveller to do all that, well, it absolutely knackered him.<br/><br/>(Vergil, if you want, go ahead and skip forward a little. I don't mind at all, just make sure its reasonable, like they were being chased by an armada of slimes or something, whatever you can think of)