<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/96/22/c3/9622c3cb8bd092c9882ba687761466e3.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u"><em>New Brisbane, Reclaimed Queensland, Australia; December 31, 2074</em></span></strong><br/><br/>The calm ocean passed through the walls of the modest beach-home.  The bedroom looked out over the white, sandy beach, frighteningly pure despite the hands of man (no doubt thanks to the abundance of ley lines and mana that coursed throughout the landmass that is Australia), the entire wall a window and the bed opposite to grant a lovely view of the sunrise, and an early view of nightfall.  Between the plexiglass window and the plascrete-and-other-synthetic walls built for strength, not natural aesthetic, was a decently controlled cool environment and a future-modern aesthetic with some nice - but not top-line brand-new - furnishings.  It was for all intensive purposes a rather nice place, especially considering the amount of space and open land to work with in their area north-west of the full urban sprawl that was New Brisbane, an area that was not yet fully 'reclaimed' from the paracritters and stabilized from the rampant magical fauna.<br/><br/>Luckily the areas that<em>were</em>stabilized were in pretty decent shape... mostly because at least on one side everyone had water to protect them.  The least deadly creatures of Australia remained the sea-predators, as it always had.<br/><br/>Of course, for Cassandra Kiesling this mattered little: it was 2359 on New Years Eve, and she lay in bed, asleep with her face buried in her pillow, her bare, chocolate-toned body bared to the world in all it's shapely goodness enjoying the slightly-too-warm air, which meant it was about time for-<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u"><em>New Brisbane, Reclaimed Queensland, Australia; January 1, 2075</em></span></strong><br/><br/>-her to get a finger jammed firmly up her tight, toned ass, moments before teeth dug into her left cheek, waking her.<br/><br/>"Happy New Year!" came the familiar voice of her roommate, chipper as usual considering that unlike most of the populace she - being a Nocturna - was nocturnal, her wide, brown eyes and notably more elongated than your average elf's ears and fur-textured hair serving as notable markers for this, though the fact that she was speaking in Sperethiel so fluent and properly formed with such little effort was due to different reasons entirely. "I let you sleep in, but got lonely without you to keep me warm without a big, hugable tusky around..."<br/><br/>She kissed the woman's shapely rump playfully as her finger pumped in, at this point of which Cassandra likely would notice that her roommate was naked... as she most often was...