<div class="floatright">(http://puu.sh/o69Lc.jpg)</div>Nuria was a woman who could change her mind in a heartbeat, but for now she seemed set on her attempt to calm the creature. She could see and hear all too well that Phelypsis was still being accosted and that Lorelei was possibly about to join her since regular weapons didn't seem to have much of an effect. It looked more and more like there were two oozes -- perhaps breaking out of the crystal had split one into two or perhaps there had always been two, it was impossible to tell or know.<br/><br/>But if she could calm down and convince this one that they were friendly and had just defended against an unwanted intrusion, perhaps it could call the other off.<br/><br/>"Please," she called back towards Sydney. "You just like to complain. What else is it going to do, locked in there for who knows how long and starving?" Sydney fed her magical power with lust, ambient or her own, as far as Nuria knew, so despite how free Nuria was about sexuality and nudity, she was firmly convinced that when it came to sheer lust, Sydney beat them all, even if she kept it hidden most of the time.<br/><br/>Actually, if she ooze fed off of sexual fluid, was it really that different from their erotically powered mage? Maybe that was why Sydney had gotten so angry. Either way, Nuria had a job to do, and theorizing about her fellow Delver only served to distract her.<br/><br/>"Go see if you can find that phylactery thing," she called out again. "I'll try to calm this one down, maybe it can get the other one to stop."<br/><br/>Nuria's body temperature was always fever-high, courtesy of her fiery nature, and she radiated warmth like few others. She didn't really need to cool her body, so she didn't sweat much anymore, but her warmth might feel appealing to an ooze seeking bodily fluids as long as she was careful not to grow too hot while they touched.<br/><br/>She certainly had something the creature wanted. She was a creature of passion and in the throes of it lubricated quite generously. She was warm. She wasn't trying to hurt it and reaching out. She had claws and could probably hurt the ooze with her fire, just as Sydney had with her magic, but it wasn't what she wanted. Locked up in there for ages and starving it was kind of pitiful. If it did have some semblance of a mind in there, attacking it felt a bit like kicking a hungry puppy for jumping up your leg.<br/><br/>She was dangerous, but never … okay, yes, she was often petty, but not this time.<br/><br/>"Hey. I'm not going to hurt you." She held out her hand towards the single tentacle, with open fingers. Nuria was assuming that the ooze didn't understand speech and tried to convey her words through her tone instead, speaking them more for her own benefit. And she'd feel stupid trying to hum at the slime. "You didn't actually harm any of us, so I figure you're not just some rape-beast. If you're hungry, you can feed from me. I don't mind."<em>And if I'm wrong, I can always burn you to cinders …</em>was the last bit she didn't actually say out loud.<br/><br/><em>Please roll Parley (or, hey, Seduce also works if you don't think it's enough of a 'something it wants' to parley) for me, I kinda want to be surprised here. More fun if we don't have our success or lack thereof to help interpret its reaction.<br/><br/>Discern Reality:<br/>At 2016-07-11 06:47:40, Nuria (uid: 38603) rolls: 2d6a-1 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=90199)<br/>Don't get to ask no questions. :/<br/></em><br/>