<div class="floatright"><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><em>Noemi d'Volee, Human Eros Mage</em></span></div>(http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120917051418/ideas/images/c/c0/Inspired_by_Luis_Royo.jpg)</div>As Dalen took note of Noemi's reaction to him, she busied herself with donning the gear stowed in her chest of belongings. She drew out first a thin belt of supple steel that she wrapped about her waist and buckled it so it was slung low on her hips. She smiled as she found her jewelry in it and adorned her body with her piercings as she set them into their accustomed places. After that she slung her red wrap about her body, feeling 'dressed' even though she hadn't really covered up much of her body. It was more the sense of being ready for anything that might come now that she had access to the various tools of her trade she'd taken pains to secure during her time on the Revenge.<br/><br/>Almost by accident, Noemi stepped away from Dalen as he reached a hand out to trail his fingertips along her back. As he spoke, she seemed extremely disinterested in his explainations or excuses. She tossed her head in curt agreement with his thought that he'd botched things, giving him credit for possessing at least that much acumen.<br/>Though they were not as close to each other as Dalen might wish them to be, Noemi heard his honeyed words but was unmoved by their sweetness. "Pleasure delayed is a blessing denied," Noemi said in a cool and even tone that had a matter of fact ring to it. "Thus teaches my Goddess... I truly care not for the whys behind your choice to sin... But such choices are yours to make," Noemi shared in simple and direct terms, giving voice to what was behind her look earlier. She was not one to force her attentions on anyone, and everyone was free to enjoy what pleasures they allowed themselves... But an offer made is not an open invitation to use her to slack one's lusts when it was convenient. She shot him a look that acknowledged that she hadn't directly answered his question, but at the same time he saw that for now, the matter was closed in her eyes..<br/><br/>Lilith then made not of Arafel's absence from their company and spoke of it's immediate import to their resources and comfort. Noemi looked her way and smiled, nodding as she strode forward to give the whip-mistress the assistance she requested. As she stepped away from Dalen she looked his way and parrotted back his own words from earlier, "...sooner we get it done the sooner we can get ahead with vengeance and life in general." Noemi did her best, but honestly wasnt so good at helping getting the pavilion up, it just didn't call to a skill set she had. When it came to setting up the bed, that was a different story. It went up with little struggle and as Lilith sat herself at a chair by the fire, Noemi joined her saying, "You were wasted aboard ship..." with a little chuckle then added, "... You've the mein and manner of an Empress on campaign."