<div class="floatleft">(https://pre00.deviantart.net/8e56/th/pre/i/2015/154/0/c/commission_celes_by_johnbecaro_by_jeflint-d8vwwzf.jpg)</div>Name: Celes Starfall (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=277513.msg13635775#msg13635775)<br/>Location: Rosy Highway 13<br/>Tagging: Kendra, Crystal, Jermiah<br/>Doing: Nothin'<br/><hr/><br/>Celes continued to stand patiently by as Jeremiah gave his report on how the truck was. To be honest she wouldn't know anything about that at all. She was a bodyguard and that was what she was good at. She trusted the long haul driver to know what his rigs needed, just like she would expect Crystal to know what to do with her medicine and Kendra to know whatever it was she was supposed to do. It wasn't that she was simple. She liked to think of herself as uncaring about the logistics as long as she was able to do her duty. She could put up with a lot, she'd been trained to. Been trained to do a lot. Caring about things that were outside of her role of protecting wasn't really one of them.<br/><br/>Oh she cared how everyone was doing, enjoyed spending time with anyone her Mistress deemed was worthy of her goals and tasks. Jeremiah was one of those, and perhaps because he was resisting her charms made her want to double down in getting the trucker into her. She'd settle for just his tongue in her mouth but she'd go a lot further if she could. It was a choice to wear only a thong and a vest, she could have worn more to protect her modesty if she wanted but truth be told it would get in the way of her magic tattoos. And she knew men and women enjoyed a bit of eye candy. She was designed to be not to tall, not to short, not to fat and not to skinny, not to big but not to small. Average in all dimensions but with an aggressive mind toward protection and being in one's bed naturally meant she could protect them while they slept.<br/><br/>It only made sense to her. Protection was a twenty four hour duty and sometimes you needed to have some fun in all those hours. She continued to lean into the caresses from the divine being, smiled looking around.<strong>"A few ours to make our own?"</strong>she asked in her charming brogue.<strong>"Would ya be like'n us to pick ya up something, Jer?"</strong>