<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/FujinAkari/s_Women_Short_red_hairstyle_zpsd5060ea2.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Jasmine Whispers (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1163893)</strong></span><br/>Place:  A forested clearing<br/>Time:  In the dark of the night, evil will find them<br/>Tagging:  New friends<br/>Inventory:  Two pairs of fine clothes, hip high leather boots, tricorner hat.<br/><br/><em>Wisp blinked slightly at Meeks and Cass' interaction and then, slowly, a smile moved across the information broker's lips.  She, of course, had caught all the subtlety and nuance of the exchange, with the comments that tantalizingly hovered partway between threat and foreplay, but how boring would it be if all she did was watch the lasciviousness exchange slowly develop between the two?  Not to mention, Meeks' earlier comments when they had been hunted had been pointedly aimed at her own somewhat subservient nature to Sera, and it simply wouldn't do to have the woman view her as an extension of Cass, just another toy to be played with at leisure.<br/><br/>Feigning a degree of ignorance and innocence, Wisp whispered (heh) </em>"Hey, I thought we weren't doing the whole wrestling thing-  ooooh, is this one of those good luck rituals?  I've heard of petting a rabbit's foot but never groping a Tiefling... are there other conditions or will any one do?"<br/><br/><em>Reaching forward, the crimson-haired woman tugged Cassandra's long-red dress abruptly upward and attempted to plant her lithe and supple fingers on either cheek of the woman's ass, giving her a generous squeeze and enjoying the woman's general inability to struggle or cry out due to the need for stealth.  <br/><br/>Wisp momentarily fantasized about taking things further... tugging the woman's panties down and taking her right there, with her struggling not to moan, but she knew that that would simply be toying with the fates to an unsafe degree and restrained herself to groping the woman's ass and feeling the delicate laces of her panties slide up and between her asscheeks as Wisp spread them slightly apart, guaranteeing the sorceress would be walking with a slight wedgie for the duration of the evening.<br/><br/>Burying her smirk as best she could, Wisp stepped around Cassandra and gave the woman a thumbs up, ignoring any level of blush that may be on her cheeks and whispering</em>"Good luck to you too!"<em>before padding around the elven hunters...</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Stealth Roll:  At 2017-08-08 23:15:31, Wisp (uid: 49010) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=105904)</div></div><br/><br/>