Yuria<em>barely</em>restrains a moan when hips are rolled against her body, and again when it is done yet<em>another</em>time.  By the time the younger woman is standing up, Yuria is crossing her legs with a<em>highly</em>and clearly forced frown upon her face.<br/><br/>"See what you did?  We'll be late to the unscheduled meeting now..." she said, though her acting was lacking true emphasis, at least for the moment "It'll be a good five minutes before I'm decent for public... thank you,<em>soo</em>much."<br/><br/>She was smiling afterwards as she waited to be 'decent' as she put it, and indeed within six she was locking the door to her home and leading you down the streets.  It's early morning, perhaps an hour after sunrise, which means that many of the city's working people are out and about.  For the moment, it's as if nobody notices Mylanna outside the norm, in fact for the most part the half-nymph seems to be drawing more glances, notably from men and the occasional woman, both likely from the aura restrained aura she exudes naturally (but that she hadn't yet told the elf about).  It would seem the more common folk seem to not know about Mylanna, though whenever they should pass one of the regular City Guards... their eyes are locked on the were-tiger scout the entire while, be it a look of suspicion, malice, or honest curiosity upon their faces.<br/><br/>Again, they first head west, past the more bustling temple district into the main hub of the city, and then along the main roads they travel west and bit north, to the larger garrison on the west gate of the city.  Nearer to the garrison, the guards become more frequent, as do the eyes watching and wary of the young elven scout.  Once there, they are stopped, but when the guard sees who it is, he immediately lets the two women pass... after a firm hand upon My's shoulder that also draws Yuria's attention in the form of a protective, possessive sort of scowl.<br/><br/>"They may ask to see you separate, if they have questions they'd rather not ask the two of you together." he says, in a very low voice "If you're on your own in the Mess in there... all I'm saying is let them say what they will, and if they bother ya, be the bigger ma-er... woman; retaliating, or responding ever so lightly, may be... 'misunderstood', if you catch my drift..."<br/><br/>That said, he releases her shoulder, and the two are allowed to enter.  They are led through the corridor, which by the look on Yuria's face is not the standard practice, for she looks rather curious as to what is going on.  Through the garrison for a short ways, they come to what is clearly the door to a 'meeting room' of sorts, or the guard-captain's office potentially.  With a nod, the guard that was leading them says that 'they' will see you when the two were ready, and at that, Yuria let out a groan.<br/><br/>"Great... they all three got together already..." she muttered, already looking a bit irritated and dispirited "Are you<em>sure</em>you want to be in their Mylanna?  All three of them, the Captain of the Guard, the Captain of the Knights in Silver, and the Archmagus of the Spellguard will be in there... can't guarantee it'll be a nice pleasant conversation, especially about you..."