<strong><span class="bbc_u">Sapphire Dusk, late at night</span></strong><br/><br/>Lily's cheeks were cherry red as the gorgeous thief's eyes looked her over, inspecting her lithe frame, creamy white skin inherited from her mother and pale blond hair. She felt the golden eyes moving over her modest, perky bust concealed in an innocent white nightgown and a chill ran down her spine. Rose's body, Dusk remembered and could see for sure right now, was rounder, still slim and attractice but more deliciously curved, with full, bouncy breasts. Both women were beautiful in their own right.<br/><br/>As Dusk leaned back and beckoned for her, Lily stepped forward as if in a trance, following the slender brown finger as she crawled up on the bed, inching closer to the southern beauty until she was upon her prize. Lily dove, pushing her lips against Dusk's as her hands groped the thief's delughtful chocolate mounds. The kiss was inexperienced, the girl humgrily tasting Dusk's mouth as she felt the soft flesh of the breasts in her hands.<br/><br/>Suddenly, Lily shuddered as she felt warm lips against her bare skin, though she dared not break her embrace with Dusk. Rose had crawled up behind her and was trailing kisses up her daughter's shoulder and neck, while her hands pulled down the shoulderstraps of Lily's nightgown. "She's right, we should share." The older woman said huskily, blue eyes gazing up and down her daughter's body. "You're a woman now, and you have desires just like mine. I'm sorry it took me this long to realize, sweetie."<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Crow, after the meeting, Little Bone Square</strong></span><br/><br/>Not taking no for an answer, the girl once again moved to stand in Crow's way, this time placing a soft hand on his right forearm while her left clutched at her chest protectively., "Please sir, you really do seem to need the help. Won't you let me help you?" She pleaded, a hint of desperation in her voice. Her eyes darted fearfully sideways, toward an establishment to her left.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Whispers and Gentle Beam, after the meeting</span></strong><br/><br/>Both women fail to notice the figure sneaking up on the redhead, to their detriment. With lightning movements, a strong arm snaked under Beam's right, reaching up to clasp a clawed hand over her mouth. Another arm pinned the girl's right hand to her side as it closed around her midsection, claws tearing apart her clothes, somehow without drawing blood as they raked painfully against her white skin, leaving pinkish streaks that throbbed irritatingly instead. "Just don't struggle so I won't have to hurt you more, girl. Your captain's not going to save you. A strong, deep voice whispered in her ear, as the figure's large, forceful frame pushed against her back, holding her tightly against his body.<br/><br/>So Gentle Beam was caught in a stranger's seemingly inescapable grasp, standing naked in the street, exposed to the fresh air except for a few rags of clothing that still clung to her body.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">I assumed Beam wasn't wearing her armor, since I saw no mention of it and it might be uncomfortable to wear when going for drinks. If so,  she suffers 6 levels of bashing damage, bringing her down to a -4 wound penalty. She may still roll Strenght or Dexterity + Martial Arts to break the clinch, or Whispers can roll Perception + Awareness at difficulty 6 to notice what's happening. Or you can forgo the rolls and let the stranger have his way. :)</div></div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Widow, after the meeting</span></strong><br/><br/>Might Tiger's brow furrows in slight annoyance at Widow. "Now really gorgeous, what do you care what happens to the runt when you have me and Steel-" The other man grunted in acknowledgement, a smirk on his face, "to take care of you? We're sure ready to have fun, but if you keep asking questions and making us feel like maybe we can't trust you, we may have to be, heh, a little more forceful with you than you'd l-"<br/><br/>"The lady's got nothing to do with this! Your problem's with me, so just leave her alo- The lad seemed to have found his voice, managing a forceful tone as he unwittingly tried to defend the Abyssal, only to be interrupted by a vicious right hook from the man called Steel which sent him tumbling to the ground. The young man nonetheless tried to rise, a look of defiance on his face, but a powerful kick to the stomach put him back down.<br/><br/>Tiger took the opportunity to reach down and grab the lad's bottoms, pulling them down to expose him for the Widow. His dick was actually decently thick and not quite tiny. Unerect as it was, it seemed like it would be larger than most if aroused.<br/><br/>With the first part of the Abyssal's request met, Tiger and Steel pulled down their own pants, revealing large, monstrous mamhoods that even semi-erect as they were dwarfed most men's. "So, how 'bout it girly? Wanna forget about the kid, ditch the manservant and come with us?" Steel finally spoke, with a deepbaritone voice appropriate to his size and build, grinning devilishly.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Imara and Co., Harlot's Crotch</strong></span><br/><br/>After Witness finished arguing on Imara's behalf, Five Seasons Pine felt comfortable enough to exit the bedroom, though obviously leaving the door open and Imara within his sight. "Now, I believe you two owe me an explanation." He spoke commandingly to Vedaa and Witness, stepping into the sitting room beside them. The Lunar and Dynast proceeded to recount the events of the meeting with Orchid and what Imara had agreed to, as well as introducing everyone in the room. Of the group, Pine only offered a courteous nod to Zain, who was known among the Cult of the Illuminated. Finally, he turned to face both the Dragon King and Segiyu. "Well then, if you are a trained medic, perhaps you can help, scion of Karal. And you as well Luminary."<br/><br/>"As Witness explained, Iselsi Imara is carrying the child of a disease god. With you two and Witness monitoring her, perhaps that will lighten my load. There is a draught of my own concoction she must take every day at noon, no more than a mouthful. It weakens her body's healing to a mortal rate. If she were allowed to heal like one of the Exalted, her body would destroy the child as it is a harmful organism. If she imbibes more than a mouthful of the draught, her body's healing properties would fall even lower and her life would be At risk, as she would be unable to fight off any minor bug. This is all that must be done for now, but as her pregnancy progresses there will likely be complications because of the child's nature. Though I admit, this sort of pregnancy is somewhat outside my area of expertise."<br/><br/>"As for Greenhaven, I could not recommend either for or against it. I really couldn't say what effect two fertility gods might have on a disease child, as the two domains are not exactly antithetic."<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>