Making the armor peel away from the regions indicated was an easy enough order for Lady to carry out.  She had but to think of making use of that part of her body, and the metal flowed away from the spot, leaving bare, pale white flesh revealed.  Completely bare, in fact.  It seemed as though, with armor like hers, one had no need for any sort of clothing.  It could transform to take on the shape of just about anything, after all.<br/><br/>Ashran's second order, to make herself ready to receive him, couldn't be carried out quite so instantaneously.  Among other things, he had, thus far, thoroughly failed to excite her.  Still, there was the strong, powerfully-built Ulaw in play, now...  And with the armor peeling away from her left hand as it slid down between her legs, she had a feeling she would be able to make do.  While working on it, she could get on the third order, as well, sliding her right hand up to rest on the priest's hip for support as she prepared to show him just how deeply her faith in Bane could reach.<br/><br/>It turned out to be pretty deep, all things considered.  Then again, the priest wasn't fully hard, yet.  He would find her putting considerably more effort into her efforts for his 'rod of lordly might' than she had toward the mage's though.  With someone like him as her partner, she could really get into it, even let her eyes drift shut and just focus on the sensations her body was currently feeling.<br/><br/>Eventually, though, when she was quite visibly wet, the mental compulsion placed upon her forced her out of even that bit of enjoyment, two fingers spreading her lower lips open, presenting herself to the mage.  She was now ready to receive him...