<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/XMlhw6I.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>"Talan" (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=272443.msg13402563#msg13402563)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Tavern, Top corner table (C5)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kallis<br/><strong>HP:</strong>24 / 24<br/><strong>AC:</strong>AC: 19, TAC: 14, FFAC: 16, CMD: 16<br/><strong>Passives:</strong>Fort +3, Ref +5, Will +4, Init +6, Perc +12<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Of course, he hadn't really expected Kallis to give much of a crap about Amelia, or the other waitresses who were in the middle of being harassed by the rowdy orcs. As much as he loved her - and he did, dearly - he had to admit that one of Kallis's key flaws was simply that she kind of...lacked any real empathy for anybody but those she saw as directly related to her. She'd show all the concern in the world if he was hurt, for example, and would likely go on a murderous rampage of revenge to pay back those responsible...but past him and maybe one or two other people that she'd decided that she liked, she never really showed any actual concern for people outside of her own bubble. And in today's world, that was perfectly fine; intelligent, even, considering how many people seemed to be out to get them in some way, how everybody seemed to be working their own angle in an attempt to screw everybody else over. She had her endearing qualities, and her psychotic fixation on making sure that they were ok above everybody else? It was actually one of the things he loved about her. Her single minded devotion to<em>them,</em>the fact that no matter what happened he would never, ever have cause to question her loyalty...the fact that no matter what happened, he knew that she had his back above all others...that kind of certainty in another persons loyalty? It didn't just come along every day, and if you found it, you should protect it with your life. So no...he hadn't told her about the orcs or the Guild or the waitresses plight expecting her to leap into action. It was simply pragmatic; if there was to be a fight, at least now she knew to keep half an eye on the situation, just in case it turned nasty.<br/><br/>Evidently, however, Kallis has no real intention of paying all that much attention to what was going on. That was fine - Talan could keep an eye on it for both of them, and if the opportunity arose to slide further into their hosts good graces then of course they should take it; he himself rather liked the establishment and the staff and kind of wanted to help them avoid trouble...as for Kallis, he'd sell it to her in the form of more free nights lodging and food. Food always got through to her, in the end; one of the easiest ways to Kallis's heart was straight through her stomach - but at least she knew, so she wouldn't be surprised if things went south quickly. No, Kallis did not really seem all that concerned about the increasing rowdiness and drunkenness of the Guild Members and the Orcs, or their unwanted attentions on the waitresses, or even Felicia's increasingly murderous looks at the back of their skulls. Kallis did as Kallis was, and of course...his own teasing had woken a side of her that he always delighted in prodding. He felt her shudder under his touch, a feeling he always loved experiencing as her smaller body trembled against him. Her soft sounds of barely-suppressed pleasure pulled his lips into a wry, cocky smile as her breathless, begrudgingly excited voice echoed in his ears. She never liked to admit it in public, but he knew exactly what he did to her - and how easily he could do it - and he always found a perverse pleasure in making her squirm in public. Prestidigitation was truly a vastly versatile spell!<br/><br/>Already, her lithe, trembling form had him hardening slightly, a fact that he was certain she would feel soon, if she hadn't already...it was growing more solid by the second, and had she stayed perched on his lap, he had no doubt that she would have felt it in mere moments as it reached nearly full capacity. And yet, she did move, leaving his lap depressingly empty as she slid to her feet to stretch her body out in front of him, his eyes openly wandering up and down her smaller, slender body, over the curve of her spine and the swell of her ass, down her deceptively long, powerful legs, then back up over her generous chest, then following her gorgeous red locks and her beautifully curved jawline, past her plush, soft lips and finally to her mischievous, brilliantly intelligent eyes. She truly was a specimen, filled with both brilliance and brutally dangerous skill, and he wondered daily at just how he'd managed to captivate the attention of such a picture of "Deadly Beauty." He found himself thanking The Lady daily for her hand in bringing them together, and welcomed Kallis just as happily back into his arms as she slid into his lap. Her wiggling did provoke a small hum of pleasure in the back of his throat as his hands immediately moved to rest on her hips, his bulge now obviously pressed against her leg, occasionally shifting with his weight. A game, eh? He had an idea or three about what was on<em>her</em>mind.<strong>"Hmmm..."</strong>He pretended to think, his left hand beginning to drag its way down her thigh, a card seemingly materializing between his fingers as he dragged it along her flesh, pressing into the skintight material of her breeches.<strong>"Well...a wom'n like y', y' don' like t' be messed around none. So we'd get straight t' the poin'."</strong>He shifted his weight again, pressing his concealed bulge into the side of her leg conspicuously.<br/><br/>His other hand slipped around her waist, dragging his nails over her back as it slid upwards slowly.<strong>"We'd go upstai's f' a special <em>meetin',</em> a'sorts. Serious stuff, y'know...talkin' about our nex' big <em>score</em>..."</strong>His hand slipped into her hair, caressing it slowly. The hand with the card dragged further down her thigh, tracing its slow patterns in her flesh.<strong>"The plannin' would take all nigh', ah'course. <em>Lot'sa</em> back'n'forth...plen'y'a <em>debate,</em> ah'course, o'er who's callin' the shots...Ah imagine <em>both</em> our jaws bein' tired by th' end'a it."</strong>His thumb dragged sloooooowly over her ear again, and the hand with the card slid around, the edge pressing into her inner thigh now.<strong>"'n a'course, there'd be plen'y'a <em>discussion</em> on our roles n'...positions. We'd go through pleny'a <em>poss'bilities</em> 'fore we settled on a few."</strong>His eyes sparkled mischievously.<strong>"The inn'd have t' replace the table, a'think, just 'cause'a how...<em>vigorous</em> our plannin' and discussin' got. Lot'sa scratches on it, on account'a the changes'a plan...'n its struct'ral integr'ty would be in doubt, too. Our plannin'd end up bein' pretty heavy, under the weight'a our...<em>plan of attack.</em>"</strong>He lifted an eyebrow.<strong>"'n Ah know how thor'ugh y' like t' be, darlin'. Wouldn' want y' to be feelin'...unsatisfied, now would ah? Does tha' sound up t' y'r stand'rds?"</strong>He gave her a wry wink. They both knew that he wasn't talking about one of their heists. Or at least...if she knew him, she should. He knew shop talk always made her hot under the collar, especially when it was blatantly<em>not</em>about shop at all. Well. Unless they were planning to "Heist" a shop, that was. That'd been a very interesting B&E...they must'a been the only burglars that man ever had who broke in and left a few things behind instead! Ah...good times.