<div class="floatright">(http://puu.sh/o69Lc.jpg)</div>"Safety," Nuria repeated with a snort and a cynical grin, her face half-hidden by a big foamy tankard of cheap beer as she gave them both a lidded stare. "If you say so."  The pyromaniac was already living dangerously by expertly moving a bit of fire she had stolen from a nearby candle from fingertip to fingertip. When Phelpysis posed for her benefit, the sitting woman popped the flame into her mouth as if it was a delicious bit of candy and showed her teeth with a feral smile.<br/><br/>"Sure," she agreed amicably to both of the women addressing her. The predatory smile turned more genuine as she leaned back to take both of them in properly. Having just cemented both the demon-girl's status as a bona fide valkyrie and that she was worth dragging back into a lair, she was certainly worth an eyeful in any getup. Ayca had grown out her lovely red hair quite a bit since the last festival and<br/><br/>The Godlike's outfit was certainly something, at that. She had a white linen blanket wrapped around her shoulders (no doubt doomed to light up with flame sooner or later if she kept it on for an appreciable amount of time) that hugged her sleek curves quite nicely, though in Phelypsis' presence most Delvers came in a bit short when it came to those. Its light color produced a nice contrast to Nuria's tan skin and the way her nipples poked into the fabric  gave the impression that she wasn't wearing anything besides. Given her personality, it was certainly possible. And true, as the woman revealed when she adjusted her neckline and gave both of them a quick peek on her dark, pert nipples.<br/><br/>"Actually," she drawled with a sigh, "I just grabbed a sheet on a whim. Idiots couldn't settle on a costume and when they finally did, they came up with something I can't put on myself."  She nodded her head towards what looked like a small can of tar that was lying in front of her on the table. Next to it was a paper wrapped around powdery chalk.<br/><br/>The dawning of an idea was quite literally readable on her face as it lit up, looking from Ayca to Phelypsis and then back. "I know. You two can help me out. Should be interesting, we just need a bit of privacy. And a brush or two."<br/><br/>Nuria produced what she hoped looked like a winful smile, though from her it seemed more lurid than anything else. "And maybe this evil witch and I, we'll turn you into a dark valkyrie while we're at it." All corrupted and ready to serve her dark mistresses. While almost a scalding hot thought, Phelypsis was certain to somehow make it adorable. Nuria never understood how some were intimidated away by her size and power. At least Ayca didn't mind, but then, she was also one of the people who weren't scared by Nuria either. Whether that was wise or not, not even the fire-wielding Godlike could say.<br/>