<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/46/AliceNorset.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alice Norset<br/><strong>HP:</strong>38/38<strong>AC:</strong>16<strong>Energy:</strong>37/40<br/><br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Serving tea. Portal time<br/><hr/><br/>Alice's return to wakefulness was slow and with many unfinished mutterings, her form twisting and wiggling within the entrapment binding her. Attempts to sit up were hindered not only by the binding of her arms and by her need to wiggle in order to keep her hair from catching beneath her but by the fact that too much tugging pulled at something pressing against her crotch.  Finally managing to sit up and shake the slumber from her eyes she looks down at what binds her, eyes widening and cheeks flushing a bright red as she takes in the purple and pink latex outfit. The way her arms are bound strains the latex across her chest as her plush breasts are squeezed together and pressed outwards showing off every line of her bra while the strap running between her legs ensures any serious tugs will pull tight against her crotch.<br/><br/>As the screen containing Eri lowers and arguments begin she works on standing up and staggering towards the screen, a light red keeping her cheeks tinted with every movement. With her arms bound she's forced to lightly bump her shoulder against Aysha's, a frown on her face as she nods towards the screen. "Peace. We're quite limited in our options and riling her up won't help." Her eyes narrow slightly as she turns and glances at the others before wobbling as she leans in towards the dragon, voice lowering even if not quite a whisper and gaze meeting Aysha's own. "I<strong>CAN"T</strong>feel my portal. Not even a glimmer. We need to keep violence out of things while keeping our eyes open. Don't know about you but I need my hands and blade to fight."<br/><br/>Straightening up she moves towards the screen, movements growing smoother as she finds her balance although a nod towards Tinalia sends her wobbling again. "She has a point. Are there penalties for losing?" She slumps within her restraints and sways slightly. "It is far too early for such. Especially without a nice cup of tea to wake one up." A sigh slips from her before she jerks upright, a quickly muffled yelp slipping from her as it sets her to rocking. "Tea is good but don't drink the ones trapped in the spheres. The glow alone should tell you it's not nice tea. Rather bad in fact." Kyrios's almost whine about the crotch strap has her cheeks burning again, especially since it drew her eyes down to the very thing he was complaining about. "That is a point. Strangers showing up unannounced I can understand removing their weapons and armor but was... this truly needed?" She gives her arms a shake for show and sets her raised mounds to wobbling within their latex prison.