The fox woman tilted her head in bewilderment at what Michael and Gilbert said.  "So you do not reside within the commune under my protection?  Then why is it you who confronts me or is it the leader that has sent you to run me off?"  Kiju's eyes went flat for a moment at the bard's choice of words, her hand resting in a displeased manner upon her hip.  "It is not a sacrifice, childe.  It is a tribute.  A payment for services rendered and not some sort of barbaric ritual that you mortals often associate with the word and all the icons that come with it.  It is food to sustain me during my perpetual hunt of anything that may wish to inflict harm upon those under my protection.  It is not in my nature to simply take without some equal measure of compensation to maintain the balance of the natural world.  Feeding off the seed and fruit of nature is easy enough to perpetuate that balance simply by planting its progeny in a new part of the earth once I fest upon the meat of its container.  That balance is much more difficult to maintain when it comes at the cost of a life that belongs to another creature."<br/><br/>Kiju's golden feline hues traced Rose's movements as she calmly closed the distance between them.  The sidhe noticed that her posture was non-threatening, but she remained no less wary of the warrior woman approached with some undisclosed object in her possession.  When she revealed its contents did her brow lift to one of contained wondrous curiosity of the trinket within.  Only once Rose explicitly said it was to be a gift did the woman withdraw it from the box with the sort delicate handling one would expect were it made of the most fragile glass.  She studied its craftsmanship for several moments, her gaze wandering over every facet of its make.  "Truly a marvelous gift..."  Kiju said almost absentmindedly before blinking and bringing her attention back to Rose.  As she did so, she closed her hand over the metal flower for an instant only to open it once more to reveal an empty palm.  "Though your tribute is much too great for means of forgiveness alone."<br/><br/>Before elaborating on her meaning, Kiju cupped both hands and clasped them over one another creating a pocket of space between her palms that was additionally blocked from view.  For a moment her eyes closed partially and her soft lips moved over unspoken words before a dim orange light spilled through the spaces her fingers failed to cover.  Once she was done with her chant, her eyes opened fully once more as she revealed what she held.  It was a lotus blossom wrought entirely of living orange flame that was offered out in exchange.  "Do not worry for the flames of this crafting are forever satiated, remaining warm to the touch but will never burn."<br/><br/>Michael's words drew Kiju's attention away from the warrior woman and her eyes went wide with surprise for a moment as she looked upon the gypsy's exposed form before adorning an expression of sensual interest.  A wanton smile spread across the vixen's lips as she placed the flower of her own make into the box Rose held before moving towards him in slow, deliberate strides that gave her hips a hypnotic sway when supported by the backdrop of her vulpine tails.  The humor of the situation was largely lost on the woman as she was far more interested on the deal Michael had just put upon the bargaining table, whether or not he yet knew it.  "It is a dangerous game you play with making such a deal to the fey.  Were I more malicious in nature, I have taken your offer at the letter of its word and taken this from you in the physically literal sense."  Her feverishly warm, delicate fingers wrapped around Michael's generous shaft just as the meaning of her words struck home, allowing her to see the momentary flash of alarm in his eyes.  "Relax mortal. As I said it is not my way.  However, I would like to make you a counter offer, dear childe."  The sidhe's hand lightly caressed the length of his bare manhood to further entice his desires.  "You will bed me this night and I shall open up your mind to new worlds of pleasure that will redefine the very word for you."  As she spoke, Kiju's words became as heated as that of a familiar lover laden with the need to touch and be touched. "I have the power to sustain you for hours so you never need rest or time to recover, thus getting to savor every second of our time together of this night that has just begun.  You will get to experience what hundreds of mortals before you have desired, but been denied; a night of ecstasy with a demi-goddess.  In exchange for all of that, all I ask is for..."  Kiju gradually leaned in closer as she continued until her lips grazed against the gypsy's ear causing the last few words to be spoken in an intimate whisper that only Michael could hear.