Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country
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				Title: <strong>Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 22:37:07</strong>
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				The carnival was in town.&nbsp; I got excited every time one showed up.&nbsp; I love the smells and the noises and the crowds.&nbsp; Oh, and I love the carnival games.&nbsp; I'm never very good at them.&nbsp; The skills atrophy between arrivals, and I still can't break all of those plates.<br><br>This time, there was something different.&nbsp; Even the entrance was unlike anything I had seen before.&nbsp; "Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Discovery," read the sign over the admissions booth, lurid colors swirling in surreal patterns.&nbsp; No, really, they were swirling.&nbsp; Not when you looked at them, but when you looked down the midway, out of the corner of your eye, you could see the purples and yellows and greens move, emphasizing some other part of the title.<br><br>I swept past the admissions booth, and closed my eyes.&nbsp; One deep inhalation, and they were there.&nbsp; The smells of popcorn with real butter, hot dogs with mustard, and that hint of a rotting odor you get anywhere there is a large gathering and inadequate garbage disposal.&nbsp; It was intoxicating.<br><br>I wandered at first.&nbsp; It was an impressive show, surpassing any carnival I could remember.&nbsp; It had a ferris wheel, and the sound of a caliope told me there was a carousel over to my left somewhere.&nbsp; It had rides.&nbsp; I would have to try them all, but first, the games.<br><br>I walked down the alley with all the booths.&nbsp; I let anticipation build.&nbsp; My fingers itched with desire to hold the wooden rings that the woman in the booth swore would fit over the necks of the bottles, if only you threw them just right.&nbsp; I never had, but someday, I would.<br><br>I held off, though.&nbsp; Gratification delayed is gratification multiplied.&nbsp; That's my motto.&nbsp; I intended to look at everything before indulging.&nbsp; I needed to look at all of the stuffed animals I could win, especially the ones overhead, as big as myself. <br><br>I reached the end of the first aisle, and stopped.&nbsp; Around me, things were different.&nbsp; My fellow customers were somehow grayer.&nbsp; Less substantial.&nbsp; The colors of the carnival were more vivid, the sounds more enticing.&nbsp; The townsfolk, those people among whom I had spent my whole life, seemed insubstantial.&nbsp; They lacked desire, I thought.&nbsp; They were just themselves, nothing more.<br><br>Then I saw him.<br><br>Behind a podium stood stood the epitome, almost a caricature, of a carnival barker.&nbsp; A florid shirt in a color I couldn't name, striped pants, a top hat, and a huge, white, handlebar mustache.&nbsp; He looked right at me.<br><br>"Come," he cried, pointing his cane at me, "play Anderson B. MacGillicuddy's Games of the Self.&nbsp; Become the person of your dreams, or win the prize that you've always craved.&nbsp; Everyone's a winner.&nbsp; Satisfaction guaranteed, but you get nothing back."<br><br>It was irresistable.&nbsp; Before I knew it, I was in front of the man.&nbsp; To the left, there was a spinning wheel, but with out the colored sections I expected.&nbsp; It was solid green.&nbsp; I tried to read what prize it offered, but my eyes slid off of it before it could register.<br><br>"But, sir," I said, "it only has one prize, and I can't read it."&nbsp; This seemed a deficient game, unworthy of the presence of its proprietor.<br><br>He leaned forward, and an aroma of cigar smoke filled my nostrils.&nbsp; "That's because it's not a wheel of fortune.&nbsp; It's the Wheel of . . . Destiny!" he shouted.&nbsp; "There's no need for a second prize, because there's only one destiny per person.&nbsp; Spin the Wheel of Destiny but once, and you will get to experience your own."<br><br>"Or," he exclaimed, turning to one side, pointing behind him, "take a walk through the House of Truth.&nbsp; Go in with the face you present to the world, come out the you that you really are."<br><br>I looked at the flimsy structure he indicated.&nbsp; Its front was in stark colors, separated by sharp lines.&nbsp; Forbidding and uncompromising. <br><br>"Last, you may choose the third option."&nbsp; He pointed to a pool of water covered by a fotilla of toy ducks.&nbsp; "Take your pick at the Fountain of Desire."&nbsp; He winked at me.&nbsp; "You'll have to imagine the fountain.&nbsp; The hydraulics are out."&nbsp; I nodded absently.&nbsp; "If you select right, you will receive your most deeply held wish.&nbsp; Select wrong, and you will be a part of someone else's deepest wish."<br><br>My gaze was drawn back to his face.&nbsp; There was no escape from it.&nbsp; Anderson B. MacGillicuddy had my attention, and he would get my business.<br><br>"These games cost no money, though they are hardly free.&nbsp; You can only play once, but why would you want to do so again?&nbsp; All you have to do is choose.&nbsp; Destiny?&nbsp; Truth?&nbsp; Desire?&nbsp; Which of these will define your future?"<br><br>I swallowed.&nbsp; I wanted each, in their own way, but choosing wasn't hard.&nbsp; It was obvious which I wanted/&nbsp; I opened my mouth.&nbsp; "I am going to . . ."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 00:16:21</strong>
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				Kyle had enjoyed the carnival, though it seemed a bit seedier and seamy than he recalled from his childhood. Of course, he reminded himself, three decades of fading on memories tended to give them a glow that real life didn't have. He looked over the various folk that were hustling about. Some were dressed oddly, clearly staff members he told himself as he bought a dog and a soda. <br><br>He had been working on a class project, and on a whim decided to go out and visit the newly arrived carnival. Only so much networking classwork could be done without going nuts and reading nothing but net addresses. He leaned on his walking stick as he rounded the corner and encountered the end of his world as he knew it. Not that it was apparent.<br><br>He went along with the classic barking play that Anderson B. MacGillicuddy ran him through. He nodded as he looked over games. The only one that seemed to have any variety was the last one. <br><br>"I am going to choose the Fountain of Desire." He said with a grin as he leaned on his walking cane. "So I like what.. pick up a duck and hope for the best?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 00:44:26</strong>
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				MacGillicuddy leans down, and says conspiratorially, "Indeed, kid.&nbsp; You pick a duck.&nbsp; Or, really, you stick your hand in and a duck picks you.&nbsp; They're finicky that way."&nbsp; He straightens up.&nbsp; "Okay, we have a taker.&nbsp; The young man here is going to venture into my Fountain of Desire.&nbsp; Watch with amazement as desire reveals itself in all of its splendor.&nbsp; Today, someone gets what their heart has always wanted."<br><br>With a flourish, he waves you to the pond.
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				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 00:48:19</strong>
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				Kyle chuckles as he walks over to the tank in question. <br><br>"Shame that your hydraulics are out, I'm sure it's a pretty neat fountain." He said as he put his hand in and stopped a duck in the pool. He pulled it out and looked it over. It was a wooden duck, strangely painted in like something out of a Victorian era novel, with lots of cogs and clockwork imagery painted onto it in a fascinating style. Kyle held it out for the barker to look at it.<br><br>"Nice artwork." He said. "You get folks to do custom work like this? Most duck booths go with old wooden or rubber ducks, it's a nice touch." 
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				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 01:00:02</strong>
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				MacGillicuddy shrugs.&nbsp; "Ducks come as they are.&nbsp; I don't make 'em, I just sell 'em."&nbsp; There are murmurings in the sparse crowd behind you.&nbsp; "You gonna take that with you?"
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				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 01:04:48</strong>
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				"Sure..if it's allowed." Kyle said as he looked it over. "What now? I move on to the next lane of the carnival?" <br><br>Kyle moved aside to let others look at the barker's platform and to get out of the way. He continued to look the duck over as he ambled over to a discrete spot, leaning on his cane as he looked it over. There was an oily sheen to the duck like the water it had been in was more polluted than the tank had been and it carried the scent coal smoke on it. <br><br>He wandered with the flow of traffic as he looked it over, not paying attention to where he was going.
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				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 01:27:40</strong>
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				It was the scent in the air that first got Kyle's attention.&nbsp; More acrid and smoky.&nbsp; Even as he started to look up, the sound was different.&nbsp; Then he saw the cars.&nbsp; He guessed they were cars.&nbsp; Yes, they were definitely cars.&nbsp; The black smoke puffing out of, well, smokestacks on the roofs was definitely odd.&nbsp; And there were no wheels.&nbsp; The cars seemed to float.&nbsp; Instead of the whine of automobiles, there was a hiss.&nbsp; Two hisses, really, but Kyle couldn't keep them straight.&nbsp; One of the cars came through the shoulder, almost hitting him.&nbsp; It blared an air horn at him, making him start.<br><br>That was when he lost his balance in the high heels on his boots and fell over.
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				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 01:42:11</strong>
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				Kyle rolled out of the way of the ..cars, swearing as he got out of the small and luckily empty ditch. He looked around, trying to find his cane as he looked around. He glanced down at his shoes, blinking in shock. Gone were the comfortable sneakers and instead there were a pair of leather boots laced up to mid-shin. They were oddly functional and decorative of a green leather with brass clasps. The rest of his outfit was similarly bizarre. <br><br>His Jethro Tull t-shirt and worn blue jeans were gone. A pair of fishnet hose ascended out of the boots to mid thigh. He blinked in shock to the open fronted dress that had replaced his jeans, a green fabric that seemed to suit him even as he struggled to breath through the t-shirt's replacement. A corset of green material that was decorated in brass eyelets that bared his upper chest but had a collar around his throat and had full sleeves down to his wrists.<br><br>A very pleasant outfit, he thought, when worn by a woman and not him. Hanging from his waist was an ornate brass fan that opened with a flick of his wrist and a second glance showed a small gun holstered gun in his hose. Most significant was the near constant pain of his bad knee and hip was gone.<br><br>"What the hell is going on?" He asked as he looked around, realizing he was able to walk quite easily on the four inch heels.
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				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 02:11:05</strong>
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				As Kyle looked around, a large black hovercar slowed, and then stopped next to him.&nbsp; A door opened upwards, and a man in a three-piece suit looks out.&nbsp; He has impressive mutton chops.&nbsp; "Mai Lin," he says abruptly.&nbsp; "Get in.&nbsp; What are you doing out here?"
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				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 02:18:14</strong>
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				Kyle blinked and looked around. The accent was a bit weird to his ear, but clearly he was looking at him. He shrugged as he walked over, rubbing his head ruefully as he tries to think of an answer. He looked around carefully as he looked the.. car over. It was clearly a very expensive machine. Worked brass fixtures, shaded glass and an interior that spoke of expensive overstuffed leather upholstery. <br><br>"Not really sure, got a bit of a headache." He says as he walks over, shifting to get into the car in the ridiculous outfit he was in. And being surprised that he moved properly to get seated in the car and seated as he mulled the name the man gave to him.<br><br>Mai Lin. Who the hell was she? And why did he think that HE was here. Because, Kyle thought wryly as he looked down the dress he wasn't filling out, that couldn't be him. He mulled over things. There was all sorts of things that he'd never seen before. He was without the knee and hip pain he'd carried with him since he had gotten hurt in the Navy. And his outfit was just totally out there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 02:24:34</strong>
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				The door pivots closed with the whoosh of steam pistons.&nbsp; The man looks at you, then pulls out his pocket watch and looks at it.&nbsp; Then back at you, with a glare.&nbsp; "You were supposed to be in San Francisco an hour ago.&nbsp; This endeavour requires clockwork precision."&nbsp; His cultured, English voice carries a distinct note of anger.
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				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 02:32:36</strong>
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				"Honestly, I was on my way. Someone disrupted my transportation." He blinked as he took in his voice. It had changed, taking a higher pitch and a sing song quality to it that hinted towards something definitely weird coming on. "To be honest." He continued in his newly changed voice, blinking at it as he rubbed his head as he tried to find clues on what the hell was going on with the whole damn world. "I think someone tried to delay me. I seem to have been drugged or something." He went with a quick lie.<br><br>He'd been at a carnival, playing silly games and looking at a duck. Now he was done up in a girly dress and speaking with a voice that suited said dress better than his body with some guy yelling at him being in San Francisco. Play up the 'oh woe is me I was drugged' to see if he can get more info on what the HELL was going on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 02:40:45</strong>
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				"Hrrmph."&nbsp; He pours himself a scotch, not offering you one.&nbsp; The car glides into motion.&nbsp; "We will get you there as soon as possible."&nbsp; He raps on the privacy glass with his cane.&nbsp; As it slides open, he orders, "Chinatown, Gerald.&nbsp; Quickly.&nbsp; The Secret Service may be on the scent."<br><br>He turns back to you.&nbsp; "I need you to be more responsible, girl.&nbsp; I took you out of that slum so that you could serve the Queen, not so that you can galivant around."
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				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 02:55:22</strong>
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				"Oh please." He said as he checked his body over as he fluttered his fan over his 'bosom', a natural move that surprised him. "Have I ever failed you before this? Consider, I am found on the side of the road, dazed and confused with no clue on how I got there and why I am not on my way to blood San Francisco. What does that tell you?" <br><br>He held up a hand as he continued, surprised with his forthright assertiveness as he ticked things over.<br><br>"I am confused and in dire need of a drink." He still was a bit surprised with his new voice and forthrightness. "I would think, if I were in your shoes, that one of your lads put me out of sorts. Or told the other side about my destination." He couldn't believe the line of shit he was spinning, but if he didn't focus on the obnoxious Englishman he'd be freaking about the dress and now his voice change. And somehow he sensed freaking out wouldn't go well for him. So, like like a rug now.. panic, scream and tears later.
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				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 02:58:43</strong>
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				As you speak, his face contorts.&nbsp; There is a moment of silence when you finish.&nbsp; "Are you done, girl?" he asks in an icy voice.
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				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 03:02:24</strong>
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				"For now, sir." He said quickly. Lying and forthrightness wasn't working as well as he thought. "I know I work at your tolerance sir, but if I'm failing this badly I must ask this. Have I ever dropped the ball for you?" He asked as he pointedly rubbed his head, as if he had been hit there. <br><br>Perhaps panicing and screaming would have been better. Somehow he was getting the feeling he'd just spoken down to his 'betters'.<br><br>"My apologies for any rudeness." He added with a bow of his head. "I dislike failing at my tasks."
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				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 03:11:09</strong>
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				"Well, we need to make sure this action goes right."&nbsp; He hands you a case.&nbsp; "You'll need to change into your combat suit.&nbsp; There's no telling what Ling Fo has planned.&nbsp; And if the Americans are on to us, we could have make a quick exit.&nbsp; Under no circumstances are you to harm an American agent, and under no circumstances are you to allow yourself to be captured by them.&nbsp; With this Havana crisis, we can not afford a diplomatic incident."
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				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 03:14:30</strong>
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				"Of course sir." He said as he opened the case and looked in. "For my scattered wits, could you brief me again to make sure whatever was done to me hasn't made me forget something of merit." American agents? Havana crisis? This Mai Lin sounded like some sort of spy.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 03:30:22</strong>
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				Inside the case is a folded piece of dark, dark green silky, stretchy fabric.&nbsp; Underneath that is a pair of tall boots of a stretchy, rubber.&nbsp; <br><br>"Certainly."&nbsp; He pulls out a pipe and lights it.&nbsp; "You are meeting Ling Fo.&nbsp; You are to get the Heart of Ko from him.&nbsp; He will want confirmation that we have transferred the money into his account."&nbsp; The fabric turns out to be some form of bodysuit, though there seem to be some uncovered areas.&nbsp; "That money will be deposited precisely at 4am Greenwich Mean Time.&nbsp; As soon as he receives the notice that it is done, he should give you the artifact."&nbsp; He smiles paternalistically at you.&nbsp; "It should be easy enough for you to manage without a problem.&nbsp; As I said, though, there are so many things that could happen, so you must be prepared."<br><br>"Now change into your suit.&nbsp; We'll be there shortly."
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				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 03:44:10</strong>
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				"Oh, of course." He said as he made note of his 'job.'&nbsp; "Thank you for making the time to rebrief me sir." <br><br>Somehow he knew how the outfit was going on. It came in many layers though, he noted as he laid the outfit onto the seat beside him. Suddenly reluctant to undress in front of this man, he starts by laying the items in his current outfit into the case. The fan and small pistols went into the case as his nervousness grew. Would the man see through whatever it was that made him think that Kyle was this Mai Li might vanish when he fully undressed. And somehow he was sure that wouldn't be good for him. <br><br>So he was slow to dress. First picking up a pendant he looped it around his neck and looked through the clothing for bits that didn't require undressing too much. He picked up a pair of fingerless gloves that were seemingly too small for his hands and pulled them on, letting the rubbery material stretch over before figetting with his boots and pulling them off and then slowly pulling the hose off and then trying to avoid the fact that he was flashing a lot of leg and was sporting a stiff boner as his panties came into sight as he struggled to pull on the tight pants before shedding the hoop skirt dress.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 04:14:27</strong>
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				He watches you unabashedly as you change clothes.&nbsp; "I'm going to show you a holo of Ling Fo.&nbsp; Do not let on that you are familiar with what he looks like.&nbsp; You almost certainly won't see his face.&nbsp; Still, you should be able to tell by his movements whether he is authentic.&nbsp; If he is not, leave immediately.&nbsp; Killing Chinamen is acceptable if you deem it necessary."
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				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 04:22:45</strong>
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				"Of course." He said unabashedly, clearly there was a lot of the English snobbery of the 19th century still alive as well. It was weird how easy it was to dress in the outfit. And how little things like his surgery scars from his accident on the carrier were gone. So something had changed and still was. He spoke with a woman's voice, was clearly known AS a woman and knew how to dress as one. <br><br>He quickly undid the corset and pulled it off smoothly and put it and the rest of her top followed it into the case. The tight tube top quickly slid on as he wiggled a bit to get it into place. If he had been this Mai Li every wrinkle and dimple would be clear under this top he thought wryly as he pulled on the top and fastened it to the pants and slid his hands into the sleeves before fastening it to the collar at the neck. He finished up by pulling out a small flower pin into his hair, sliding it into place by his ear.<br><br>"So, meet Ling Fo and get the Heart of Ko. What should I look for to authenticate it? Last thing I want to do is anger the Crown Exchequer for misuse of the Crown's funds."
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				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 04:29:28</strong>
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				He raises an eyebrow.&nbsp; "Sarcasm, girl?&nbsp; Your English is improving rapidly."&nbsp; He pulls out a brass device.&nbsp; "You'll know it's real when you get a sick feeling in the pit of your stomach and have to overcome an urge to flee.&nbsp; However, to be sure, take this with you.&nbsp; It will vibrate if it gets within six feet of the Heart.&nbsp; It's silent, so it won't give itself away.&nbsp; You'll have to stick it in your po . . ."&nbsp; He looks at your skin tight, pocketless outfit, and now he blushes.&nbsp; "Well, hide it somehow.&nbsp; We do not want Ling Fo to know that we have managed to attune a ballast to the Heart without actually possessing it."
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				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 04:34:47</strong>
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				"Ah, like a lot of the things I encounter." He adlibbed as he took the item and slid it into his boot. The 'ballast' felt a bit warm against his skin as he looked around for a mirror to see what he looked like it this fetish model's wet dream outfit. "And I merely try to model my english on your sir. I try to improve myself as you instruct."<br><br>Kyle settled down and waited for her 'handler' to show him the holo of this Ling Fo. "Authenticate it, tell him that once I have possession he'll have his funds in his account by 4 am Greenwich time. Avoid the Americans, keep the bodies to a minimum. Anything else of note sir?"
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				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 04:40:44</strong>
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				"Almost."&nbsp; He pulls out another device, and presses a button on its side.&nbsp; A hologram springs up.&nbsp; It might as well be a holo of the old Fu Manchu villain in the comic books.&nbsp; <br><br>"The money will be transferred first.&nbsp; You'll have to wait until it happens.&nbsp; That should be in," he pulls out his pocket watch again, "23 minutes.&nbsp; We're cutting it close."
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				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 04:48:44</strong>
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				"Again I apologize sir, someone clearly got the drop on me." He does his head bow again, confused where the impulse for that gesture came from. "I would like to find out who did when we're done if you have nothing else for me."<br><br>Right now he was just going through the motions as he tabulated what he know. Clearly the British Empire was very influential, technology was radically different from what he was used to, he was dealing with some Asian called Ling Fo, the Americans were somehow involved and he wasn't to kill them. He would have killed for a Cliff's Notes on where the hell he was and who the hell he was supposed to be.<br><br>It was like playing a computer game on someone else's save game in the midway point.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 05:01:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We shall need to leave the country in a hurry if this works.&nbsp; Or if it doesn't.&nbsp; We are booked on a flight that leaves in the morning." <br><br>The car glides to a stop.&nbsp; "We're here," Gerald says from the front.<br><br>"It's time for you to go to work," your handler says.&nbsp; He reclines in his seat, watching you.&nbsp; You're pretty sure that the looks he's giving you are socially inappropriate.&nbsp; Fortunately, it's easy to figure out how to open the door.&nbsp; You pull on a lever, and it hisses upwards.<br><br>It reveals a narrow street, and the smell of close living and spicy cooking fills your nostrils.&nbsp; "We will not be able to come back here to retrieve you.&nbsp; You'll need to make your way to the consulate.&nbsp; We'll have someone looking for you.&nbsp; It's only about a third of a mile to the southeast of where we are.&nbsp; If something goes wrong, we will meet at the airport at 6am local time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 05:06:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course sir." He says as he steps out of the car, wishing he'd brought the small pistol and fan with him. Some weapon is better than none, he told himself as he let his body guide him to where he was supposed to go. It had the little habits down pat, and he was already sounding like an escapee from Hong Kong and Victorian England at the same time. He continued walking, acutely aware of how his shoes gave him a bit of a wag to his behind as he walked.<br><br>More disturbing was the ease and grace he moved with as he walked through the fog to his 'meeting'. Already he could feel something big was coming. Why didn't he have a weapon? What was this Heart of Ko that he was supposed to get. Going on instinct he moved smoothly, and quietly into the shadowy streets.<br><br>"So Mai Li, who the hell are you and why am I in your panties?" He whispered to himself as he let his instinct go with the flow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 05:19:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You move with a fluid grace.&nbsp; You feel as if the suit is aiding your movement.&nbsp; You have a feeling of strength and grace.&nbsp; As you think about weapons, you feel reassurance.&nbsp; There is a ghostly feel along your back and you know that your sword is in place.&nbsp; There is even an aura you can see around each person.&nbsp; It is momentarily disorienting, but you blink twice and feel normal.&nbsp; The auras of most of those along the street are a pale blue, but some flash to yellow.&nbsp; A few remain that way.&nbsp; It takes you until you reach the door of Chin Lao's Fish Emporium to put it together that the yellow auras represent people that are looking at you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 05:26:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Using this new talent, he makes it a point to let his body guide him in ways and along paths to minimize the people around him from sensing or spotting him. The strange 'not quite there' weight of the weapon on his back is reassuring in ways that made up for the strange world he had fallen into. The lights looked like gas lamps not the incandescent lights of his world. Machinery seemed more steam powered than combustion engines. Despite that, he could tell that the technology was at least as good as his world in a lot of ways. <br><br>Finally he managed to get away from yellow auras as he tried to make sense of what was going on. <br><br>"I don't think I got my desire after all. I definitely don't fit in this outfit much less this life." He whispered to himself as he let the instincts get him to where he needed to be.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 05:29:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You reach the entrance to Lo Fat's Trading Emporium, the front for Ling Fo's hideout.&nbsp; There is a heavyset man waiting at the door.&nbsp; He looks at you with an expression of hate as he opens the door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 05:32:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyle let his instincts guide him, that and iron willpower to keep from peeing himself. He'd never seen a look that so summed up the phrase 'looks that could kill'. His hand twitched as he walked past the man, instinct was telling him that things were about to get dangerous. He looked over the room, apparently they saw the same thing the Englishman had seen in the car.<br><br>The real Mai Li. He continued to strut gracefully across the room, instinct guiding him towards the back. The weight of so many dangerous men's eyes on him making him very nervous.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 05:40:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As you walk through the store, you catch sight of yourself in a mirror.&nbsp; Your image gutters like the flame of a candle.&nbsp; You are not invisible, obviously, but it is hard to follow you.&nbsp; Or, at least, it is hard to follow the young Chinese woman wearing a suit identical to yours.&nbsp; You think that she is probably quite beautiful.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 05:45:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So that is what Mai Lin looks like." He muttered to himself as he walked by. Clearly she was tied to him somehow, and as much as he'd like to to look at the image over more closely he was on the clock so to speak. Question was why was he living in her shoes, literally so to speak.<br><br>Finally she got the sense that she was close to where she was supposed to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 05:51:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Without having said a word, the man points you to stairs going down into the basements.&nbsp; Yellowish light spills up the stairs, and the sharp odor of incense fills your nostrils.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 05:54:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And in similar silence he turns and walks up the rickety steps. Still silent and graceful, he noted that he passed the stairs without making a single noise. It was eerie in the level of grace and stealth that he possessed. He moved to the door that he sensed was his destination and knocked. <br><br>It was disturbing the grace he moved with and how he felt like a passenger in his body, roaming through the area on instinct.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 06:06:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The door swings open, pulled by a shirtless man armed with a long knife and wearing the same expression as the man above.&nbsp; He steps aside to allow you in.&nbsp; <br><br>With a quick glance, you see eleven other men around the edges of the room.&nbsp; They, like the man at the door, are surrounded by orange auras, signifying potential threats.&nbsp; A rug leads from the door to the middle of the room, under the gaze of a hooded, robed figure sitting on a dais.&nbsp; "Come in," he says in a raspy voice.&nbsp; "We have business to discuss."<br><br>Your mind fills with data.&nbsp; You know the exact distance to every human being in the room, as well as to the door behind you and and two other portals, one to your left and the other behind the dais.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 06:14:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods, following his instincts and bows deeply and politely before speaking. Acknowledging his host's status before stepping in.<br><br>"Indeed we do." He said, blinking as he realized that he was speaking Mandarin fluently and understanding it. He was feeling more and more at ease, and yet he was distressed by that ease.<br><br>"You know why I am here, and what will come of it." He said politely. "I affirm that what you have is what we are paying for and part ways. Politely." He looked the figure over carefully, judging it against the figure in the hologram.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 06:28:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You do not sense anything wrong with the person before you.&nbsp; You watch body movements, and note little tics that match what you saw in the car.&nbsp; The door closes behind you.<br><br>The hooded figure chuckles, producing another point of comparison that matches.&nbsp; "You are brave, little one.&nbsp; Treasonous, but brave.&nbsp; I'm sure you recognize the calculated insult being sent by the English dogs, sending one of their traitorous lackeys, and a wisp of a girl at that."&nbsp; He leans forward, and you can feel his penetrating gaze.&nbsp; "The insult is received."<br><br>You suddenly realize that you are both speaking Mandarin.&nbsp; "But let us conduct our business, and save the reckoning for a day when there is profit to be had in conflict, rather than cooperation."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 06:31:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think they sought to send someone they knew you would see as a possible challenge and not some oafish Englishman." He replied back, though more likely he figured they did it because Mai Lin was simply a foreign woman.<br><br>"Shall we be about it then? I need to inspect the item before they will pay the sum agreed upon."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 06:42:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulls a box out from under his robes, but it is too far away to trigger your sensor.&nbsp; "You would inspect it?&nbsp; You are not brave.&nbsp; You are foolhardy.&nbsp; Or did the English not tell you what it is that you are fetching for them like a puppy?"&nbsp; He waves his empty hand.&nbsp; "You shall not open this box in my presence.&nbsp; If you have any brains, you will not open it at all.&nbsp; There are nights when you can still hear the screams of the last person to look upon the Heart of Ko coming from the box."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 06:47:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I have to be sure that it is indeed the Heart of Ko." He said as he moved to collect it. This man didn't seem the type flinch from danger and the Englishman had spoken of the fear and sense of dread he'd feel. He picked up the box and looked for a sign from the ballast in his shoe that it was. <br><br>Only if it didn't respond would he pull the ballast out of his boot discretely and open the box, to get the token close enough without actually looking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 06:52:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You will have to trust me.&nbsp; Such is the risk of buying a piece of the Demonic Regalia."&nbsp; He holds the box up, seeming to examine it.&nbsp; "Is it not interesting that the remains of the untrustworthy require us to trust each other to trade?"<br><br>As you step forward, you see the auras of four of the men in the room flash to red.&nbsp; A second later, they leap into the middle of the room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 06:54:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Normally Kyle would have ran screaming from such a threat. In this moment he instead scooped up the box and reached over his shoulder for the weapon that had been lurking unseen at his shoulder all this time. <br><br>It was strange, though he noted as he started to fight, how everything seemed to slow down now that combat was at hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 07:02:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The man in robes tumbles backwards off the dais as you grab the box.&nbsp; The ballast remains stubbornly still.&nbsp; The other men draw weapons as the first four begin to attack.&nbsp; Lightning crackles down the middle of your sword, where the metal is missing.&nbsp; It gives you the same striking power as if it were one solid blade, while you can swing it with the ease of a simple jian.&nbsp; You parry a knife and a scythe in quick succession before slashing across the torso of the knifeman.&nbsp; He drops to the ground gurgling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 07:06:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He spins, the blade cackling as he brings it around to meet the scythe wielder, twisting it to shear through the wooden handle and into the man itself as he dropped the box and lashed out with booted foot to the throat of another man. It was unbelievable how fast he could move now.<br><br>The men were clearly good, but suddenly he was better. Far better and with a weapon that was out of their league. He twisted aside to avoid the last man even as he used the force of his kick to set him spinning around to bring the sword down in a powerful strike.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 07:12:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As his blood sprays, and the rest leap at you, there is the sound of shouting upstairs.&nbsp; The fat man bursts through the door.&nbsp; Before he can explain, you hear, "US Secret Service.&nbsp; Everyone is to come out with their hands up."<br><br>The attackers hesitate monetarily before the man in robes struggles to his feet.&nbsp; "Kill her," he screams as he scuttles out the door at the back of the room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 07:17:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Keeping one hand on the box, Kyle moves after the man in the robes. It was in his best interests to keep up with him, as the villain of the scene he'd be the one sure to have a way out. So he let his body move in a wild cartwheel that put him over the table and across the room in one flawless move.<br><br>"We had a deal." He growled as he spun the sword back and forth to cut a path to follow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 07:21:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The remaining warriors pursue you with a howl.&nbsp; You find yourself in a vast warehouse stacked with rows and rows of goods.&nbsp; It must extend under half of Chinatown.&nbsp; Silks.&nbsp; Spices.&nbsp; You almost lose sight of Ling Fo as he turns a corner.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 07:28:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slashed a shelf as he passed a massive rack of spices. The sound of sundered timber filled the space behind him as the shelf started to collapse. Not that he was looking back as he was focused on catching up with the crime lord. And luckily seemed to be doing so.<br><br>"You're a spry one." He muttered to himself as relied on his instincts to help him handle the scene. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 08:05:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyle rounded the corner, and she saw Ling Fo jump into a truly Rube Goldberg contraption.&nbsp; As she ran towards it, the torpedo shaped object roared to life and raced down the rails it was on.&nbsp; It was headed for San Francisco Bay.&nbsp; Behind her, Kyle heard the sounds of US treasury agents scuffling with Ling Fo's flunkies.<br><br>Wait.&nbsp; She?&nbsp; Kyle shook her, no, his head, trying to clear the confusion.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 08:11:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyle focused on catching up with Ling Fo, rushing forward.&nbsp; She was determined to complete her mission. Kyle blinked at that twist of thought. He was clearly a man, even if trapped in this weird world and costume. With a leap he tried to reach the torpedo and catch the escaping mastermind.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 08:14:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyle came up inches short, and the torpedo sped away down the tunnel.&nbsp; Behind him, the pursuit was getting close enough that the suit started feeding data, though it was fuzzy with no visual.&nbsp; It was the Americans.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 08:18:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyle slid into the water, keeping a hold on the box as he sank below the waters. Sheathing her sword,she dove under the waters and with strong strokes headed away from the warehouse. He knew he had to get to the consulate either way, be it to report success or to report Ling Fo's betrayal. She was sure that she wasn't going to make the Englishman happy either way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 08:32:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyle had to swim to the surface.&nbsp; In the slick suit, she slid through the water like an eel.&nbsp; She broke the surface a couple of hundred yards from the wharfs.&nbsp; She could just make out the Transamerica Pyramid, and struck out towards, knowing that Chinatown lay behind it.&nbsp; As geographic information slipped into her head, she angled a bit further south, directly towards the consulate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 08:37:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was, Kyle noticed, hard to think of HIMself. More and more she was feeling more like Mai Lin. It was like she was really becoming the swordswoman in service of the crown. Finally, he felt the beach under his heels and waded ashore. She swept the length of the beach with her senses as she dashed ashore with the box, slinking into the shadows. It was only after she was safely concealed from the sight of others and looking for a way to discretely get to the consoluate that she checked herself for injuries.<br><br>"Honestly, doesn't Ling Fo know that they can track the money anywhere he sends it?" Kyle says to himself as he checks the flower he wore in his hair and dashed off towards the consulate. She doubted the Americans could follow Ling Fo, though she did entertain the image of the backstabbing bastard getting blown out of the water by the American Navy. Right now, she told herself, all she needed was a good shower and a stiff drink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 08:47:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It's 4:30 in the morning and, while San Francisco never sleeps, it does doze off.&nbsp; The streets are mostly empty once you slip across the Embarcadero.&nbsp; The consulate is six blocks down Market Street.&nbsp; You are almost surprised by a couple near the Bay Area Hydraulic Transit station, but quickly realize that they can't see you in the darkness.&nbsp; As you approach the building that houses the consulate, you see what you think is the car you came in.&nbsp; An enormous man is leaning on it.&nbsp; He's wearing a suit, but clearly uncomfortable in it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 08:53:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyle sighed with relief as he came into the area, feeling a bit lucky to have gotten clear of the Americans so quickly. If she had to work her way out of the warehouse, she was sure that she would have left many bodies behind belonging to the Secret Service. Something he knew the Englishman would frown upon with great detail and volume. Something she didn't want to consider as she slinked through the shadows and came up to the car. With barely a noise, she walked up to the car from the shadows and opened the door.<br><br>"You need to be more aware of your surroundings." Kyle said in the now familiar accented Queen's English as he let the man see him before getting into the car. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 09:03:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah heard ye comin' ever since ye crossed Fremont.&nbsp; Yoo're nae th' only a body wi' super duper powers, lassie."&nbsp; He turns and looks at you with a friendly grin.&nbsp; "Aam Andrew MacGregor.&nbsp; Plait tae meit ye."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 09:11:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyle smiled as he nodded and got into the car with a shrug. She settled into the seat and put the box down. Pulling the ballast back out of her boot, she ran it over the box again. She checked the time as she looked at the box. It had been a thrilling night, she thought to herself as she settled down to wait for the Englishman.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 09:20:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Dornt gie tay comfortable in thaur," he chuckled.&nbsp; "Sairrr Matthew wants tae see ye upstairs. We dornt lae fur th' airport fur an hoor."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 09:28:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Very well." She said as slid out of the car and headed inside. "I'm not entirely happy lingering around her." She turned and headed inside the Consulate grounds. "Mai Lin to see Sir Matthew." Kyle said in his sing song voice as he tucks the box under his arm. Perhaps if she got the damn thing turned in, this weird dream would end.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 09:31:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The doorman opened the door for you, not quite as widely as he should.&nbsp; As you slipped past, the tips of your breasts brushed across his sleeve.&nbsp; "Fifth floor," he said as you walked through into the lobby and a bank of elevators.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 09:36:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know." She said as she walked up the stairs, moving quickly up the stairs to get up to the massive office of Sir Matthew. Soon enough she was at the door to Sir Matthew's office, flicking her hair out of her face she knocked on the door. Kyle looked around the bright shiny halls of the building.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 09:39:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Come."&nbsp; The voice penetrated the heavy door easily.&nbsp; You opened it, and found yourself facing the man from the car.&nbsp; "You have it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 09:46:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not sure Sir Matthew." She put the box on the desk. "I was attacked when I got the box and there isn't real proof. The ballast wasn't as functional as you thought. Ling Fo might have scammed us sir." She stood at attention, awaiting his evaluation of what she had brought back.<br><br>Kyle blink as he assumed the position of a servant waiting for his lord to speak.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 10:03:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He picks up the box and looks at it.&nbsp; "Disappointingly light.&nbsp; I suspect you are right.&nbsp; Eh.&nbsp; We didn't transfer the money, so it's even.&nbsp; You pulled that sword about 90 seconds before 4am.&nbsp; When the alarms went off, we pulled the lever.&nbsp; I'm impressed that you got the box.&nbsp; You either did well, or you were lucky.&nbsp; I don't believe in luck."<br><br>He opens the voice tube on his desk.&nbsp; "Gerald, we have the box.&nbsp; I don't think we have the heart.&nbsp; I want you to wrap it up anyway.&nbsp; No sense taking chances.&nbsp; We'll let the boffins at the Museum sort it out."<br><br>He looks back at you.&nbsp; "Now, tell me what happened."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 10:12:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It was truly Ling Fo." She said as she launched in an evaluation of the meet. "It was going well, till he started to try and get me to make the first aggressive move. Typical stock stuff, calling me a traitor and such." She continued to tell how the meeting went. Explaining how she was attacked as she reached the box. Then how the running fight as she went after Ling Fo, avoiding doing any harm or even fighting the Americans.<br><br>"I had hoped to get to him before he could escape Sir Matthew, but I couldn't keep a grip on that damn machine." She finished up. "But at least I put the fear of the service in him. I doubt he'd try to betray us again sir."<br><br>It was getting harder and harder to think of herself as Kyle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 10:24:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He waves his hand.&nbsp; "Probably better to let him get away.&nbsp; We still need the Heart.&nbsp; We'll just have to go back to square one and start negotiating again."&nbsp; He looks at you sharply.&nbsp; "The one thing I am concerned about is your aggressiveness.&nbsp; You were supposed to wait until after the money transfer and then get the box.&nbsp; I won't let the fact that you saved the Exchequer two million pounds with your impatience distract me from that fact.&nbsp; Perhaps it was just inadequate language skills.&nbsp; In the future, we will be much more careful about operational orders."<br><br>"As for the treason stuff, do not let it get into your head.&nbsp; Hong Kong is a Crown Colony.&nbsp; You are, and have been from birth, a subject of the British Empire.&nbsp; You are no more a traitor than I am."&nbsp; He talks as if to a child.<br><br>"Now, we need to prepare for the flight home.&nbsp; Please use the shower in my rooms.&nbsp; It would be best after a swim in San Francisco Bay.&nbsp; We'll give you a toxicology scan, too.&nbsp; You'll find a change of clothes waiting for you.&nbsp; We must all do our best to project an air of distinguished respectability.&nbsp; The Americans are always befuddled by aristocratic trappings.&nbsp; Gerald will collect the suit while you shower."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 10:29:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course Sir Matthew, I was offered the box. Clearly that was the trigger for the attack. They hoped to kill me and make off with the money at that time." She bowed deeply, her hair falling over her face as she did the full bow. As she finished it, she pushed the hair out of her face again. "With your permission, I shall do just that sir." <br><br>After getting her permisison to leave, she turns and heads to the rooms. Again letting her feet take her to lead the way to the shower. After entering the rooms, she starts to remove the clothing.<br><br>Kyle glanced in the mirror as he walked into the bathroom. It was getting harder and harder to hold onto the fact that he was a man in Mai Lin's life. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 10:33:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As you ooze the combat outfit off of your body, you once again admire yourself.&nbsp; You step into the shower, and turn it on, sinfully hot.&nbsp; It pours over your long hair and between your breasts.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 10:36:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyle was halfway through rubbing a washcloth over his breasts when it hit him. He had long hair and breasts. It felt right though, he realized as he focused on the fact that he was Kyle. He was male. It was like trying to run up a up a rocky slope. He stepped out of the shower to look himself over in the bathroom mirror real quick.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 10:51:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Free of the combat suit, you can finally get a clear picture of yourself.&nbsp; You see a young Chinese woman, though there is a hint of a European ancestor in your family tree.&nbsp; You know you are in your early 20s, but you look younger than that.&nbsp; Your skin is smooth, save for your hands and feet, which are heavily callused.&nbsp; Short and slim, but what you have is muscle.&nbsp; Very toned and fit.&nbsp; You are narrow waisted, with long limbs.&nbsp; You see narrow hips and an almost boyish figure.&nbsp; Your breasts are small, with prominent nipples.&nbsp; Your face is round, and the only prominent feature is a strong, aristocratic nose, the clue that your genes are not entirely Asian.&nbsp; Your eyes are large and soft, and your lips are thin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 11:03:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyle blinked in shock as he took in the figure in the mirror. She was beautiful and exotic, with the bearing of a warrior. One hand cupped a breast as another slid down her toned trim form to the space between her legs. A slight mound greeted where mere hours ago her manhood had been. She was aroused by her own beauty, facilitated by the silky feel of her skin. Only the slight oily scent of the bay broke the illusion as she return to the shower. <br><br>As she rinsed herself off, she closed her eyes and savored the sensations. It was so seductive to be in a young healthy body like this. No pain, no scars. She imagined what sort of life she would have as Mai Lin. It was easy to imagine the hands of a lover exploring her body. She had a flash of many lovers, male and female. Discrete and secretive encounters the world over. <br><br>She broke out of her daydream as the water started to chill<br><br>"What is happening to me?" She whispered as she struggled to recall what Kyle looked like.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 11:08:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A gentle knock at the door breaks your reverie.&nbsp; "Ach, lassie, His Mightyness is expectin' us at th' motur.&nbsp; He wants tae be aboard th' zepplin bricht an' early."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 11:15:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I will done momentarily. The bay is difficult to wash off it seem." She calls back as she shuts the shower off. Wrapping a towel around her chest she steps out to get dressed. Clearly she had best hurry. Sir Matthew didn't seem the patient type. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 11:20:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You open the door, and see Andrew's bulk facing the far wall.&nbsp; "Dinnae fash yerse, lassie, Ah willnae swatch."&nbsp; As you cross the room to the clothes laid out, you realize that your eye level barely reaches his chest, and his wrists are as thick as your thighs.&nbsp; "There's bin a slecht change ay plans. Gerald has bin, ah, indefinitely detained."<br><br>The outfit consists of a scarlet and yellow silk quilted jacket and matching pants.&nbsp; Along with the shoes, they may be the most expensive things you have ever touched, save the combat suit.&nbsp; The slums of Hong Kong are a world away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 17:15:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Let me guess, more bartering with the 'yellow menace'." She said dryly as she dressed quickly. If she was English there would be no one in the room while she dressed. It was the way of things in this world that she was useful to the Empire but always second best. The part of her that was Kyle was relieved to be in pants, but even that part was pleased that she looked good in the mirror when she checked. <br><br>"Best we be on our way then." She said as she pinned her hair up with a pair of chopsticks. "I imagine Sir Matthew will be impatient for me to gone,"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 20:22:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He'll be impatient at onie rate.&nbsp; He aye is."&nbsp; Andrew turns around.&nbsp; "Ye swatch guid, lassie."&nbsp; He heads into the bathroom and collects the combat suit.&nbsp; "We're gonnae pretend yoo're a Chinese princess fur th' trip.&nbsp; Aam yer bodyguard."&nbsp; He looks embarrassed as he folds up the cloth.&nbsp; "Sir Matthew wants ye tae pretend ye dornt ken onie English."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 20:26:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She rolled her eyes as she took in that bit of information. Somehow she doubted that she would hear many good things acting as a Chinese noblewoman too stuck up to learn the Queen's English.<br><br>"I don't suppose you're going to let me get my own back on those who push me around discretely?" She asked as she finished checking her hair and makeup. As soon as he told her to act the role of a pamper princess, her demeanor changed and she quickly did her face up properly for the role. "You suppose he does this to me to see me primp and pamper up?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 20:42:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lassie, I'll help you get back at them, if you'll promise to be discrete and not do anything without talking to me first.&nbsp; And if this were about his eyes, he'd never let you wear anything except this."&nbsp; He holds up the neatly folded suit.&nbsp; "Nae, this has more to do with him wanting to travel first class and also not wanting to let you out of his sight.&nbsp; He's mad for secrecy, and I don't think he trusts you not to blab."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 20:46:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think it's to keep me from enjoying myself." She said back as she flicked her fan open and was surprised to realize that Mai Lin was a bit of a scamp as her thoughts recalled previous encounters while traveling. Scandals narrowly avoided due to Sir Matthew's discrete pressure. She felt her nipples harden and a warmth build down below at the thought of amorous encounters. She seemed to have picked up Mai Lin's libido too.<br><br>"It's hard to flirt when you don't speak English."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 20:52:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Always keep in mind, lassie, that Sir Matthew is, at all times, desperately afraid that someone, somewhere, might be having fun.&nbsp; He could be more Scottish than I am."&nbsp; He holds out his hand.&nbsp; "Come.&nbsp; We'll find some way to enjoy ourselves somehow."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 20:54:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"True." She says,playing up her accent even more as she takes his hand. "But I find the flight so boring without some saucy company. Was it my last lover that has him trying to reign me in? The girl who he refused to name?" She asked as the memory filled her mind. Mai Lin clearly had passion, though the part that had been Kyle blushed as the memory filled her mind. She was also more than willing to let the other person be the aggressor in the right pretenses.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 21:09:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Andrew turns crimson.&nbsp; "I, ah, wouldn't know, lassie.&nbsp; Though, if you're this forward with everyone, I can see why he is concerned."&nbsp; He leads you down to the car.&nbsp; Sir Matthew is waiting inside.&nbsp; Andrew helps you in, pretending that you need it, and then follows suit.&nbsp; The back is crowded, as a large box about six feet long and two wide is taking up much of the space.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 21:13:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You clean up half my messes Andrew, would me being less blunt wouldn't make for it being any less true?" She asked as she put her feet up on the box and relaxed. It was surprising how easy it was to let Mai Lin's habits take hold. "After all we 'lesser types' have to stay together right?"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 21:19:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Andrew shoots you a warning glance just as Sir Matthew clears his throat.&nbsp; He looks at you, then at Andrew, then back at you.&nbsp; "Did Andrew explain what we are doing?" he finally asks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 21:22:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods as she gets into personality for the trip.<br><br>"Of course Sir Matthew, I'm a minor noble of the Jade court, traveling in the company of my father's business partner, Sir Matthew. Taking me with you on a trip to show more of the world to my poor untraveled eyes." She bowed her head politely to him. "Sadly, I haven't been taught the Queen's English as yet. I only speak Mandarin and Cantonese."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 21:27:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Correct.&nbsp; Thank you, Andrew."&nbsp; The car starts forward for the short drive to the airport.&nbsp; "There has been a slight change of plans.&nbsp; Gerald is out of the picture for the moment.&nbsp; So Andrew will be taking over as your immediate handler."&nbsp; He frowns.&nbsp; "I do not want a repeat of the Corinth affair, Andrew," he says sharply.<br><br>"Aye, sir," the big Scot replies.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 21:34:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now, my lord that isn't fair. We got a lot of intelligence out of that incident. I particularly am happy that he kept you from getting poisoned." She pointed out. The memory was shockingly clear now. It seemed she was able to recall more of Mai Lin's life with each moment. "Though I admit he could have found a more subtle way to get to you." She added as she recalled the rest of the rescue, blushing at the memory. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 22:46:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Andrew tries to look innocent while Sir Matthew shoots you a withering glare.&nbsp; "Regardless, a bit less creativity with regards to instructions would be a good thing."<br><br>The car pulls up at the airport.&nbsp; Above the terminal, you can see the sleek shape of modern zepplins in the air, their tethers disappearing behind the building.&nbsp; The car pulls to a stop and you emerge into the gray light of dawn.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 22:51:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As my lord wishes." Mai Lin said bowing her head respectfully as she put on her hat and flicked open her fan, slipping into role. Idly, she wondered if there would be anyone who spoke Mandarin on the zepplin. She was beginning to think that it would be a very boring flight back to ..wherever they were going. Slipping into role, she lets Sir Matthew get out first and offer her a hand out.<br><br>"Thank you my lord." She says in flawless Mandarin as she gets out and looks around. She was still adjusting but the world around her was endlessly fascinating. All the normal tech she had seen as Kyle was gone. In her world, they were looking forward to a flight that would take hours at most, no matter where in the world they went. Here, the flight could take days if not weeks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 22:57:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sir Matthew calls a porter to get the box.&nbsp; It gets onto a cart and wheeled off.&nbsp; He leads you into the terminal, with Andrew bringing up the rear, carrying two small cases, one of which contains your suit.&nbsp; You march up to the British Airways counter, and he pulls out some papers.&nbsp; "Harrington party of three to check in," he says before the middle aged woman in a blue uniform can speak.<br><br>"Do you have any baggage to check?"<br><br>"We took care of that outside.&nbsp; Just us." She nods, her smile frozen on her face against the wall of his coldness.&nbsp; Your tickets are quickly processed and you head to the gate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 23:02:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled and acted the role of the meek doe eyed princess, staying close to Sir Walter till she was aboard and dismissed from his presence. She got the sense of things. He would convey her aboard, possibly presenting her to a few folk of similar status while apologizing that she didn't speak English before withdrawing to a discrete spot to spot while Andrew would lurk nearby her anytime she slipped out of the suite she would be assigned. <br><br>It was, she thought as she looked over her fellow passengers, looking to be a terribly boring trip for her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 23:13:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When you reach the gate, Sir Matthew talks to the attendant.&nbsp; You look out the window.&nbsp; These zepplins look nothing like what you are used to thinking of.&nbsp; They are sleek and aerodynamic, and appear to be based around a hard shell rather than any sort of bag.&nbsp; There aren't any propellers visible, but there are two nacelles attached to the back that probably contain engines.&nbsp; They look rather more like speedboats than blimps.<br><br>"Ach, my grandfather would barely recognize 'em, and he spent his whole life fixing the bloody things," Andrew says a bit wistfully from behind you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 23:19:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stuck in the role of of doe-eyed princess, she looked to Andrew. A thinned and painted eyebrow arched to invited him to continue as she returned her gaze to the craft. She had worked on aircraft as Kyle. Jet aircraft on aircraft carriers a world away before her accident. She wondered what the folk of this world would think jet turbines. She let her eyes wander the crowd, seeing who was among the boarders and who looked interesting.<br><br>Ironically she could imagine how to explain the basics of a jet turbine, but how would she explain knowing it? And beyond the basics? She knew little aside from what she had needed for her qualifications on the carrier.<br><br>More and more, though, that other world seemed to be the figment of dream and imagination and this was the real world. And she looked to being dreadfully bored for the trip, unless she could find someone to talk to beside Sir Matthew or Andrew.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 00:39:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aye.&nbsp; He fixed airships, first for the RAF in India, and then for BA.&nbsp; He was always glad, because it got him off the fishing boats.&nbsp; Said that gutting one mackeral was quite enough for him."&nbsp; He's talking quietly, after making sure no one is within earshot.&nbsp; "Paid well, too.&nbsp; Put my Dad through university."&nbsp; In the glass, you can see him smile down at you.&nbsp; "I'm the reprobate in the family.&nbsp; Dad's a veterinarian.&nbsp; Wouldn't hurt a fly.&nbsp; 'Course he can't lift a Rolls over his head, either."<br><br>"Nah, but that was back before hydrosteel.&nbsp; Back when airships were these bloody, ungainly things.&nbsp; Took all day just to get from Heathrow to Paris.&nbsp; Not like now.&nbsp; You're too young to remember, though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 00:50:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded as she walked with Andrew, happy to be 'escorted' while Sir Matthew was off doing 'manly' things. Her eyes looked over a few of the other guests. The problem was, she realized, was that few of them were in her 'status' range. She was noblity, in theory, and most of folk weren't. Worse yet, she noted, in Sir William's ranking they were Americans.<br><br>"So how long are we looking at with me in this silly persona?" She asked just as quietly as she checked to make sure no one was in earshot.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 00:58:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Three days.&nbsp; We'll be in London then.&nbsp; I can't promise that he won't have an even more ridiculous idea then.&nbsp; Bloody English."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 01:01:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And as proper and prim princess, I have to show up occasionally. Bloody typical." She whispered back before slipping back into role as others neared them. She was thinking about it. Three days to get halfway around the world in a zeppelin? That was impressive. She nodded respectfully to others as they passed, letting Andrew slip into the role of bodyguard and patiently waited for Sir William to come and 'fetch' his charge.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 02:39:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My advice is to say obscene things to them in Mandarin while you're pretending to be polite."&nbsp; Sir Matthew waves you over.&nbsp; "I guess His Nibs has things sorted out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 02:48:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods as she lets him lead her back towards Sir William. It was going to be a long annoying three days she told herself as she walked up and bowed.<br><br>"I take it that we are prepared to go Sir William" She asked in polite and formal mandarin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:01:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks at you blankly, then offers, "We can go ahead and board.&nbsp; We can get our cabins.&nbsp; You should probably get some sleep before interacting with other passengers."&nbsp; He leads you on board the zepplin.&nbsp; You quickly realize that there is more passenger and cargo space than you realized, as it extends up inside the hull.&nbsp; First class, however, is on the outside.&nbsp; Your cabin is spacious and has a window that looks out over the bay.&nbsp; The rising sun glints off of the Golden Gate Bridge.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:05:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She enters the suite, closing the door behind her as she looks around. It was hard to believe six hours ago she was a man in another world. It was quickly becoming like a dream to her. Idly she wondered who had gotten her desire as Kyle, because she'd never dreamed of a world like this.<br><br>"Their loss and my gain." She muttered to herself as shed her jacket and walked over to the bar to pour herself a drink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:31:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You find the bar.&nbsp; There is a lock on it with a note that, under the provisions of of US Code Title 27, no alcoholic beverages may be sold or consumed while the airship is within US jurisdiction.&nbsp; The bar will remain locked until the flight has left American airspace.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:38:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She frowned at that. Clearly prohibition had never been repealed. That means that her favorite sipping whiskey was no longer in existence she thought to herself as she walked around the suite. A day or so over American territory. Perhaps Andrew could pick the lock for her.<br><br>She idly wondered if there was something else to distract her from this role she was stuck in. She headed over to the bathroom side of the suite to see if there was a hot tub or the equivalent in the suite.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:50:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There is a very small tub.&nbsp; You figure that most people would be very uncomfortable in it and Andrew would have a nice foot bath.&nbsp; You, though should fit nicely.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:56:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Well, she thought to herself wryly as she undressed, she didn't have a chance to explore her new chassis earlier. Perhaps a better look over should be done now. She undressed slowly, looking her body over. Curious to see who she had become and to let her new life's memories guide her into what she liked and disliked about it. <br><br>"Perhaps I can figure out the secret about women and bubble baths." She said to herself with a chuckle as she filled the tub with a comfortable temperature of water. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 04:11:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You fill the tub, and even find some bubble bath.<br><br>A closer examination of your body shows a number of small scars around most of your joints.&nbsp; In response, you look in the mirror, and you can see them around your eyes and nose as well.&nbsp; You don't think you would have found them if you hadn't been looking for them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 04:19:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at them thoughtfully, trying to get a flash on what they meant. She sighed after a moment and slid into the bath, running her hands over her body. Feeling how it felt, exploring it, learning to be comfortable with it. She tried to imagine pulling the sword, wondering if it was something tied to suit or her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 04:29:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As you run your hands over your body, you start getting flashes of events.&nbsp; There's nothing that makes sense as a whole, but you get the impression of painful surgeries and sexual encounters that are quite a bit less happy than you've been implying to Andrew and Sir Matthew.&nbsp; You are also convinced that there is no meaningful distinction between the sword being connected to the suit and it being connected to you.&nbsp; The suit is too connected to you for their to be a difference, but you can't make the connections that would allow you to understand why, or what that means.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 04:36:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She continued to explore herself, trying to feel out what it was about the sexual encounters that were bad. Facing all of her new world, which meant the bad with the good. Clearly her life hadn't been easy. <br><br>Perhaps Mai Lin had wished to be free of her life. Had that been her desire? To have someone else take it from her? Was the woman she had become learning to walk with a cane in her old body?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 04:48:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You pick up an image of being in a small room, waiting with dread for a man to appear.&nbsp; And another of running away in the middle of the night and hiding in shadows.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 04:51:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Perhaps there was more to the story than she had thought. She settled back and relaxed, trying to get a feel for who she was really working for and how her abilities work. She reached down to tease the lips of her sex, curious to feel it. And wondering what she would enjoy now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 04:57:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Your touch feels good between your legs.&nbsp; It is different than anything you ever felt as a man.&nbsp; Just different.&nbsp; And nice.&nbsp; It breaks you out of a connection to whatever your past is.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 05:00:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She flushed at the pleasure. It was so intense compared to what she had felt as a man. And she wanted to feel more of it. She wanted to experience the full rush of her body coming to release. She let her body guide her actions as she settled back down with a sigh. <br><br>She really wished she had a drink. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 05:02:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You settle in, gently feeling around.&nbsp; Some bubbles stick to the end of your nose.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 05:12:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nibbling on her lip, she slides her hand downward to tease her sex again. She was curious to see how it felt,and it wasn't like she could seduce anyone in her current role. Sir Matthew would have a stroke. Which, she thought to herself, wouldn't be a bad thing in her opinion.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 05:27:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A sigh escapes your lips as you touch yourself.&nbsp; Very, very different, but wonderful.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 05:31:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly but with growing vigor she continued,&nbsp; curious to see what a woman's release felt like. Letting her imagination flow as she teased her body to first arousal and on towards climax. It was thrilling to feel like this, she thought as she fingered herself towards release. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 05:47:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The excitement builds, from the inside out.&nbsp; Your fingers slip inside yourself, and it is indescribable.&nbsp; It occurs to you that you would have no idea how to describe the difference.&nbsp; Then you climax.&nbsp; It's not explosive, but very relaxing and pleasant.&nbsp; You are sure that there is more to discover in other situations.<br><br>You find yourself yawning as you come doen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 05:53:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling a bit silly, she gets out of the tub and drains it while she pulls on a robe. She smiles as she looks at the woman in the mirror, who has a smug relaxed glow about herself. That was a look she could learn to enjoy, she thought as she walked into the bedroom and disrobed.<br><br>Sliding into the bed without any clothing she pulled the covers over her and closed her eyes. It was going to be interesting to see if she woke up to her old life, or to this one. She wasn't sure which she wanted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 19:34:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You sleep through the launch despite the bumps and accelerations.&nbsp; You wake to a knock on your door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 19:39:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mai Lin smiled as she woke up, sliding out of the soft Egyptian cotton sheets as she pulled her robe on and remembered to fasten the belt to the robe and chain on the door before opening it. <br><br>"Yes?" She asks in Mandarin as she peaked through the gap. She was finding it a lot easier to be Mai Lin with every hour it seamed, it was becoming more natural to be her. The silly girl was welcome to be Kyle, if that is where she wound up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 00:16:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Duty beckons," Andrew says quietly through the crack.&nbsp; "Sir Matthew wants you to put in an appearance."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 00:33:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Give me half an hour to do myself up." She says with a smile before closing the door.<br><br>She quickly picks out something suitable and lets her instincts guide her hands in preparing her look. She figured she would start to pick up things the more she did them. <br><br>Finally dressed she opened the door and smiled to Andrew.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 00:55:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He is waiting for you, wearing a formal suit suitable for guarding a princess.&nbsp; "We'll have to work out some hand signals," he mumbles, and you notice that his Scottish accent is much less noticeable when he does so.&nbsp; "I hate not being able to talk to my teammates."&nbsp; He sets himself behind you, and gently directs you towards the first class lounge.&nbsp; <br><br>As you enter, their is a couple standing nearby who take notice.&nbsp; You think that they are probably in their sixties, and he is wearing a large cowboy hat.&nbsp; "Why, Margaret, look," he says in a Texas drawl.&nbsp; "Some rich Chink is on board."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 01:04:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shoots a questioning look over to Andrew, as if he could explain what they said, then shrugs and walks on by them. Making a mental note of who they are for later mischief. Perhaps they could find their room lock broken and be locked out of their own room.<br><br>Such a shame that would be, she thinks with a wryly as she lets Andrew guide her to where Sir Matthew was waiting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 01:30:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You definitely notice Sir Matthew eying you before he focuses on Andrew.&nbsp; "Is she settled in properly?"&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes, sir," your bodyguard replies.&nbsp; "Princess Li seems to have figured everything out.&nbsp; She'll be fine."<br><br>"Wonderful.&nbsp; Why don't we mingle."&nbsp; He heads for the bar, which currently supplies nothing but pretzels and stools.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 01:48:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Princess Li' bowed politely to Sir Matthew and followed him to the 'bar.' She wondered what this world had in the way of sodas as she looked around and waited to be introduced.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 02:33:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sir Matthew starts talking volubly about the Chinese princess he has in tow.&nbsp; Apparently, you are being taken to London to show the wonders of China and to encourage British subjects to become colonists and exploit economic opportunities.&nbsp; He has lots of details about your biography.&nbsp; You feel like Pocahontas headed to London to be exhibited.<br><br>The Americans come off as quite credulous, hanging on his every word.&nbsp; Several of them want to touch you.&nbsp; Aside from Andrew, who is subtly doing his best to shield you, the only one who shows you any sympathy, and that facial expressions only, is the Negro behind the bar.&nbsp; You think, though, that it's more disgust at the spectacle than any warm feelings towards yourself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 03:08:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sir Matthew,." She says politely to him as she joins him and lets him speak of her life. Betraying nothing as he tells story.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 03:41:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You are a hit with the passengers.&nbsp; A Frenchman speaks eloquently of your beauty as if you are a statue.&nbsp; The Texan loudly asks you if you really eat raw fish.&nbsp; A missionary launches into a discourse on some of the curious, heathen ways that he saw while there that, while badly wrong, are at least about the Chinese.&nbsp; <br><br>Mercifully a steward enters the lounge and announces that it is dinner time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 03:50:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still smiling and feigning ignorance, she contemplated faking sickness for the rest of the trip.If she had to deal with the missionary or texan for too long, they would meet up with an accident.<br><br>She settles in to eat, and contemplates playing up to their 'savage' expectations up to the hilt. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 04:03:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The beef wellington is very good and provides a good distraction.&nbsp; You are talked about briefly, but then the conversation turns to an insurgency in the Dutch East Indies, and then the state of the oil industry given that insurgency.&nbsp; Sir Matthew gets into an argument with the missionary about whether colonialism is evil.&nbsp; That swings the conversation back to you and there is a lengthy debate as to whether Westerners in Asia are inevitably corrupted by the decadent civilizations, unlike the Americans who were able to overcome the primitive peoples in North America and remained more pure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 04:04:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She occasionally asks Sir Matthew a 'question' from time to time, to keep from seeming totally appathetic but knowing that she was being talked down to by the others was a bit annoying. Was this why Mai Lin bolted? She tired of being put in a cubby hole due to her heritage?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 04:20:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dinner eventually comes to an end.&nbsp; The men retire back to the lounge for cigars and grumbling about the lack of brandy.&nbsp; Most of the women start discussing domestic affairs with the few that clearly have their own careers cluster to themselves.&nbsp; Andrew announces that Her Highness is tired from all of her travel and needs to retire for the evening.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 04:47:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She bowed politely to Sir Matthew and said good night before he hurried off to be with the rest of the men. She found it ironic with the possible exception of Andrew, she could easily beat any man in the area. Keeping that thought in her mind allowed her to withdraw back to her quarters. <br><br>"Tell me you've got something more tart than this thing the Americans call tea. They locked my bloody bar up." She said with growled whisper. "Another day of that, and Princess Li will be terribly sick I fear."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 06:17:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My apologies.&nbsp; I didn't know you drank.&nbsp; You're so tiny I forget you're an adult.&nbsp; I should have warned you back at the consulate."&nbsp; He pats your shoulder.&nbsp; "I never travel without scotch.&nbsp; Particularly in America.&nbsp; Go on in.&nbsp; I'll be back in a moment."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 06:31:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You did hear the hick from Texas and that sanctimonious lout of a missionary? He never even left the port region of the city he went to and he thinks all of China is like that." She said grumpily. "Or just get me a bloody lockpick."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 06:46:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You have to forgive them.&nbsp; Being American is a bit like being twelve.&nbsp; If you don't have the authority to send them to their rooms, don't try to argue with them.&nbsp; And I'm shocked that you would tamper with the duly mandated property of British Airways.&nbsp; I like you better already.&nbsp; Or should I take that as a disparaging remark on my nation's contribution to world culture?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 06:50:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just as long as something with alcohol is incoming." She sighed. "I hate playing the 'uncultured nobility' bit. I think the flight is going to disagree with her highness and she'll be taking her meals in her cabin."<br><br>She sat down and put her feet up on the foot rest. "Definitely liking the room more than the company at dinner."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 06:55:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He taps his fingers on the doorframe, then says softly, "I'll be right back."&nbsp; He closes the door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 07:02:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sat back down and waited, wondering how she was going to deal with a day or so with no booze and a first class section full of racist boors who think they are smarter than her. <br><br>"I see some of what she was wanting to get away from." She said as she waitd for Andrew. Definitely a bad point in this world. Of course she was also hated by a group of Chinese Criminals, working for an Englishman who was a total boor. But she was younger, fit and without pain for the first time in years.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 07:04:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There is a soft knock at your door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 07:10:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes?" She calls in Mandarin, her instincts coming to the fore. Just because she was expecting Andrew didn't mean it was him.<br>She opened the door a crack, leaving it on the chain as she peaked out.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 07:12:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It is Andrew.&nbsp; He smiles at you, but looks tired.&nbsp; "I come bearing hooch.&nbsp; We need to talk."&nbsp; His Scottish accent is gone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 07:17:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods and opens the door, closing it behind him as he comes in. <br><br>"We've got water and ice. They locked up the alcohol but nothing else." She said as she put down a pair of glasses and let him fill them. "You got that 'trouble is brewing' look I usually see on my other team mates."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 07:25:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulls two large flasks out of his jacket and hands you one.&nbsp; "Careful with that.&nbsp; It has to last you all the way to the Atlantic."&nbsp; He grabs a glass and some ice.&nbsp; "If you have a hangover in the morning, I'll cover for you.&nbsp; Best not to tell the boss."&nbsp; He pours himself three fingers of whiskey and takes a sip.&nbsp; "Ah, my ancestors did well for themselves.&nbsp; Now, the first thing is that I'm not supposed to be having this conversation with you.&nbsp; When we get to London, don't give Lord Cheswick any reason to think we've had it until I have a chance to talk to him.&nbsp; His initial reaction is going to be to cut off my nuts."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 07:28:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And what are you not supposed to be telling me?" She asked as she sipped her drink slowly. She wasn't as big as she had been, so she had no idea of her tolerances in this body. Better to appreciate what she had than to guzzle it. Not like she was trying to kill the pain in her crushed knee or hip anymore. <br><br>"And what didn't you tell me that I'm not going to mention to Lord Chesswick?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 07:31:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grimaces.&nbsp; "For one thing, you can stop pretending that you had ever met any of your teammates prior to, I'm guessing, no more than 72 hours.&nbsp; You aren't really Mai Lin.&nbsp; At least not yet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 07:34:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded. "Seems fair enough, though I am her now. Most likely for good. What gave me away?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 07:39:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Everything."&nbsp; He takes another sip.&nbsp; "You behave nothing like she did.&nbsp; The real Mai Lin, or at least the original Mai Lin, would have died before she talked about sex, and she would never have said anything sharp to Sir Matthew.&nbsp; She would have just sat there and nodded politely no matter how offensive he became."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 07:43:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So much for going with her instincts." She says with a sigh. "I don't do meek well. Particularly after a fight." She sipped her drink and shook her head. "I don't know how I wound up as her."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 07:52:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nobody who goes through that carnival has the slightest idea why they went anywhere.&nbsp; MacGillicuddy, or whoever stands behind him, plays his cards really close to that ridiculously colored vest.&nbsp; You might learn who pulled the strings, but not why you ended up hooked on a particular line.&nbsp; By the way, Sir Matthew Harrington doesn't know about any of this.&nbsp; He really thinks someone drugged you and it's affecting your behavior.&nbsp; That's the main reason I decided to go ahead and have this conversation.&nbsp; I know you don't do meek well, and in the big picture that's not entirely a bad thing, but right now it's a problem.&nbsp; We need to keep him pacified and I can only deflect his questions for so long.&nbsp; Whatever his faults, and they are many, he is a very smart man."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 07:55:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tell him I've been complaining for a while now and that when you found me on the road I might have been mildly concussed. So you know about the carnie I ran into huh?" She asked curiously. "My old life, hell my old world, was a lot different. Tell me what she was like, the old Mai Lin." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 07:58:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods.&nbsp; "Keep in mind that I never met her.&nbsp; This all comes her personnel file.&nbsp; And say a prayer for her.&nbsp; The kid deserves a break."&nbsp; He sips while contemplating exactly what he wants to say.&nbsp; "Do you have any of her memories?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 08:01:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A little bit. Lots of pain and suffering, with a heaping dose of hate from the Europeans and Chinese." She tapped her nose to highlight her halfblood state. "Very little joy and pleasure."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 08:09:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, that's about the long and short of it.&nbsp; Her parents sold her to a brothel.&nbsp; She was there for about 18 months and then escaped.&nbsp; She would have been about 16 then, and we think that's when her abilities started to manifest.&nbsp; She managed to live as a thief for a couple of years.&nbsp; May have been the happiest period of her life.&nbsp; Then she stole something, I don't know what, from the wrong person and the Triads got her.&nbsp; They can do some savage things to Talents to keep them in line.&nbsp; She never would tell anyone what she did, and was done to her, during that period.&nbsp; By the time we captured her, she was a mess."&nbsp; He downs the rest of his drink and pours himself another.&nbsp; "They had messed with her mystically, and it played merry hell with her powers.&nbsp; That's where the suit comes in.&nbsp; We had to give her drugs to suppress them in general, and the main purpose of the suit is to turn them back on in a controlled fashion."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 08:13:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What exactly are my powers? I know I can.see things, auras of people. And I think I can fade from sight. And then there was that sword." She finished her drink and put it down to be refilled. <br><br>"And I'm still not sure of the access to her..well my memories." She added with a shrug. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 08:23:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You'll never get all of her memories, for which you should be thankful, and you'll never entirely stop being whoever you were before you got here.&nbsp; It's a weird process, and it doesn't seem to work the same for any two people."&nbsp; He pours you some whiskey from his flask.&nbsp; "You owe me one."<br><br>"The aura thing wasn't original.&nbsp; You can thank Q Section for that.&nbsp; Mostly, you're really, really fast, but derive a number of secondary benefits from it.&nbsp; You're hard to see because you're not entirely in phase with . . . something.&nbsp; You'll have to get someone with an advanced degree in physics to try to explain it, and then you'll likely need another drink.&nbsp; You can make some very impressive leaps that can almost look like gliding.&nbsp; That's because being out of phase means that gravity isn't pulling on you.&nbsp; You're stronger than that body looks like it should be, but not beyond what a larger person could do without powers.&nbsp; Makes you a fantastic wrestler, though, with that low center of gravity."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 08:28:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I hope I get enough to know who to trust and all that." She said as she saluted him over her drive. "I take it that I'm a bit more discrete in my talk about past then. Given the holes I'll have in my memory."<br><br>"Wish I'd known about the leaping, would have made catching Ling Fo easier." She said as she looked thoughtful about the situation. "What about the sword? It was righteously nasty."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 08:34:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't mess around with the leaping until you've had a chance to practice in controlled conditions.&nbsp; If you'd tried it down there, you most likely would have smashed your head on the ceiling."&nbsp; He swirls his drink, thinking.&nbsp; Then he grins.&nbsp; "Of course, you can trust me implicitly.&nbsp; Lord Cheswick, too.&nbsp; For the most part, we have a pretty good organization.&nbsp; It's not like a Jason Block movie, with double agents everywhere.&nbsp; Even Sir Matthew can be counted on in a pinch.&nbsp; He's a bigot, a hopelessly class conscious twit, sexist, pedantic, nosy, a micromanager and no one I would want to interact with socially given a choice, but he does care about the agents he runs.&nbsp; Mai Lin fits the bill for someone he patronizes mercilessly, but he won't hang you out to dry."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 08:46:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I see. A nice dysfunctional family." She says wryly. "So, I recall some of her memories. Lovers. Assignments. The Triads." She shook her head. "Not much of the bad, those are simply mere echoes of pain. It much have been bad." She sips her drink again. <br><br>"You still haven't explained the sword I see."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 08:54:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, that's just my memory.&nbsp; The sword's just a focus, really.&nbsp; It's not real in any ordinary sense.&nbsp; It's more a subconscious manifestation of your powers.&nbsp; It's strongly related to desires and personality.&nbsp; I've got a shotgun.&nbsp; Using one is mostly like using the real thing.&nbsp; You have a sword, so it's not a ranged weapon.&nbsp; It's also really, really impressive.&nbsp; Unsurprisingly, Mai Lin had, has, I don't know, a lot of anger issues and really liked to get in and cause mayhem up close.&nbsp; And she really, really hates Chinese people.&nbsp; I think that's one of the main reasons she put up with His Snottyness: working for him gave her a chance to kill a lot of them.&nbsp; I don't think she had any real loyalty to the crown at all.&nbsp; We were just marginally nicer to her than anyone else had been, and had no problem letting her slaughter people of the same nationality as the ones who had made her life a nightmare.&nbsp; It will be interesting to see if your focus changes now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 08:59:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well it will be a change I'm sure. Going from being an American to a citizen of an Empire that hasn't existed in my world for something like sixty years." <br><br>She puts up her feet and shrugs. <br><br>"I don't mind stepping into her life. From what I saw she's doing something that needed doing. I take it the Heart of Ko is something I'd want lucked up in a nice deep mineshaft in Wales and sealed in concrete?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 09:04:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It depends.&nbsp; Do you like the idea of trading everything attractive about yourself for the ability to summon demons?&nbsp; If so, the Heart of Ko is for you."&nbsp; He chuckles.&nbsp; "American.&nbsp; Why am I surprised?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 09:12:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Like I said.. deep mine. Lots of concrete." She said with a chuckle. "And I'm not too likely to do anything to mess up this face. I like it. I like the body with it too."<br><br>She looked thoughtful on things for a bit. <br><br>"England or rather the United Kingdom is an ally of the United States, but it's a different world. Technology is different. So here I'm a halfblood woman who fights for the Crown." She said with a shrug. "It's hard to explain but I'm adapting to my new role and world."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 09:14:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I have a feeling you won't be terribly thrilled with the America of this world.&nbsp; They're a pretty uptight lot, except when it comes to making money."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 09:18:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Prohibition is still in force, the best parts of the Civil Rights era are clearly not around here." She shook her head. "Shame there was some good things came out of it." She wished she could recall all of the Martin Luther King's 'I have a dream' speech. "Of course on my world, we'd be in England in like about nine to ten hours."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 09:20:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We could do it faster than this, but the suborbitals are pretty uncomfortable and that just wouldn't do for you know who."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 09:24:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It wouldn't do for him to be less than properly starched upon arrival huh?" She asked casually. "I do wonder about her parents. They aren't both Chinese, who was the European one? Or was that something that didn't come up in her files?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 09:27:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's probably farther back than that, but her comments about her family were very sparse.&nbsp; Mostly, she seemed to want to pretend that her life started when we picked her up."&nbsp; He pours each of you another whiskey.&nbsp; "More ice?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 09:34:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes please. " She sipped her whiskey carefully and savors it. "Well it began for me when you picked up me up in car yesterday." She looks her body over. <br><br>"It is a shame about losing some of the things from home. Rum is never as good as it is when mixed with Coke. And to think there will never be another glass of Maker's Mark hurts." She sips her whiskey. "Though this is quite good too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 09:38:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd try to reassure you, but I have no idea what Maker's Mark is.&nbsp; Or Coke, for that matter."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 09:45:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Coke-a-cola is a soda drink and Marker's Mark was the best bourbon whiskey made in Kentucky." She sighed. "Small production run with quality over quantity. It is a special blend. Unique." She sighed as she sipped her glass.<br><br>"Of course this is good too. I think the thing I'll miss most is Mountain Dew, another soda drink." She chuckled. 'Still, we need to get back to the task at hand. What I got to do to fit into the life I got dropped into."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 09:48:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We have sodas.&nbsp; Not those brands, though.&nbsp; You'll have to experiment.&nbsp; And don't assume that Kentucky has completely given up the fight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 09:50:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, we'll have to see then. So, back to me. Why do I need the suit to access my powers and you don't for yours?" She asked as she got up to get some snacks from the bar. <br><br>"I figure we either talk about me or I start throwing out names of historical significance to find out who survived the world change."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 09:57:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Because I didn't have triad sorcerors screwing with mine.&nbsp; Say what you want about Presbyterians, but we generally don't call on the dark powers to keep our troops in line.&nbsp; Usually.&nbsp; Most of us."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 09:59:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Always one sour persimmon in the bunch though isn't there?" She said with a glance. "Back to the job, so no more talking about sex, even if I have memory of Mai Lin being frisky and she definitely has a libido worth mentioning. Stop being snotty to Sir William. Nod a lot and don't say much. Kill the Chinese bad guys with vigor."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 10:06:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, just make it to London without confusing the poor man any more, if possible.&nbsp; I have no idea what Lord Cheswick will want to do then.&nbsp; I just know that he told me to make sure that you got there in one piece and without raising too many suspicions.&nbsp; And you'll have to pardon me, but I'd prefer not trying to wrap my head around Mai Lin's sexuality.&nbsp; I'm not that brave."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 10:12:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So you know about some of it." She giggles, a genuine female sound that most likely wasn't heard much from her previous self. "Trust me, another meal like that one and the Princess will get sick."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 10:28:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know what I told you, and that's quite enough.&nbsp; Honestly, I don't want to know what that history did to her."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 18:23:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fair enough, anyone she was close with that I should take care to avoid till I get better?" She added curiously. It was a relief to know some of the things she know knew. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 21:55:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not really.&nbsp; At least as far as I know.&nbsp; Unless she was sleeping with Sir Matthew."&nbsp; There's a certain contempt in his voice as he speaks of your boss.&nbsp; "I think I'm done for the night.&nbsp; Time for me to go to bed."&nbsp; He rises to his feet, smiles at you and heads for the door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 22:00:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't think so." She says as she finished her drink. "I figure that I will turn in myself, see if more memories come while I sleep." She bows politely to Andrew as she walks him to the door and smiles. "I'll try to behave better."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 22:38:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The rest of the flight goes smoothly.&nbsp; No major upsets.&nbsp; Free flowing booze once the ocean is reached.&nbsp; There's a celebration party in the lounge when the locks are removed.&nbsp; The missionary is absent, but the Texans are conspicuous by their presence.&nbsp; <br><br>The lines are tied down and the gangway to the terminal clanks into place.&nbsp; Sir Matthew has you lined up ready to debark.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 22:48:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				'Princess Li' waited on the offered arm of Sir Matthew, keeping up her indifferent regal poise to the other passengers that she had played at publicly the whole trip. It, all in all, had been a boring trip. She had learned a few things, she reflected as she waited to disembark. Some from Andrew, and some were from her own exploration.<br><br>Like that Mai Lin enjoyed morning exercise and was an early riser, both traits she hadn't had as Kyle. She did enjoy the rush of pleasure from doing her forms and exercises though.<br><br>Still, all in all, the trip had been hideoulsy boring. Unable to talk to the passengers and having to act impassive to their stupidity about her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 19:13:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The passengers filed off of the airship and slowly filtered through customs.&nbsp; Sir Matthew has a passport for you.&nbsp; No one asks you any questions and even those for Sir Matthew are cursory.&nbsp; You're waved through, and end up at another car, much like the one in San Francisco.&nbsp; It whisks you away from the curb.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 19:20:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank goodness," She said as she got in the car and waited for it to pull into traffic. "No offense Sir Matthew, but next time can Princess Li be terribly shy or sick? Or was this an experiment to see if I could control my temper? Had the trip been a day longer I might have thrown that missionary twit off the ship."<br><br>She sighed and sat back. "I know I shouldn't complain sir, but they were truly annoying and trying."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 02:33:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He glares at you.&nbsp; "You will do what I tell you to do while you are on one of my missions, girl.&nbsp; You do not give the orders.&nbsp; Is that understood?"&nbsp; Off to one side, Andrew rolls his eyes where Sir Matthew can't see him.&nbsp; "I will not tolerate insubordination, and I plan on having a word with Lord Cheswick about your recent conduct."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 02:37:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sorry Sir William, but it was hard to deal with them and recover from whatever had me out of sorts." She says with a bow of her head. Clearly she wasn't going to enjoy this. And truth be told, there was no need for her to play the role of some ignorant Chinese noble. "You know how I hate to hear Americans talk down about the Empire sir."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 03:21:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The Americans are all bluster and mostly harmless.&nbsp; Their assistance is quite useful in dissuading the Russians.&nbsp; Ignore their ignorance."&nbsp; The car pulls up in front of a quiet looking hotel.&nbsp; "You have a room here.&nbsp; You are expected at Iswilde House first thing in the morning, so don't get into any trouble."<br><br>AS you step out, Andrew says, "I'll get out here, sir, and make sure she gets settled in properly."&nbsp; As you look at the hotel, you can see that some of the signage is in Chinese.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 03:25:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll be there sir." She says as she gives a full bow to him and waits for Andrew to follow her.<br><br>"I tried.. honestly Andrew, but that missionary spent all THREE days pushing my buttons. Clearly they think I need saving." She said with a deep sigh. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 03:49:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We all need saving, darling.&nbsp; I'll carry your luggage."&nbsp; He picks up your small suitcase, with its meager selection of clothing.&nbsp; He trails you to the door.&nbsp; "Do you need to go out for a drink or two?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 03:52:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I could use something to eat and some advice on how to handle his lordship after Sir Matthew tattles on me." She sighed. "He might be a good man, but he's really eager to take offense to everything I say. Even when it is polite deference to his orders."<br><br>She let Andrew lead the way. <br><br>"This is how I live? Flitting from place to place with nothing of my own?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 03:57:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Welcome to the life of a secret agent.&nbsp; We'll probably get you an apartment somewhere, in whatever city we end up based out of.&nbsp; We'll see how it goes."&nbsp; He opens the door to your room.&nbsp; It's clean and tidy, if small.&nbsp; "As for Lord Cheswick, I don't plan to tell you a thing.&nbsp; He likes to meet his agents for the first time without any preconceived notions.&nbsp; He wants you to figure out how to please him yourself."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 04:04:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Grand, so I have no idea what I'm walking into whereas he's got a preconceived notion of me thanks to that idjit Sir Matthew." Mai Lin says with a sigh. "I'm so out of my depth right now Andrew. I still haven't got much back on what she was like. Just.. flashes of lovers, battles, and a lot of pain. She suffered a lot. I'm betting she thinks my old self's pain is a joke compared to what she suffered."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 04:07:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Welcome to working for the English."&nbsp; He opens the door for you.&nbsp; "I know someplace to grab some food that's pretty close.&nbsp; You'll be out of place, but they no better than to harass anyone I'm with."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 04:13:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think that we'll do that." She said quietly as she let him lead the way to her room. "I hope he left me more than those ridiculous outfits in San Francisco to wear." <br><br>She let him lead the way into her room. <br><br>"So what did he leave me to wear?" She asked as she took the luggage and looked inside it. "I don't suppose you can tell me how to bring out more memories."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 04:43:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Afraid not.&nbsp; Can I ask why it's so important to you?&nbsp; Why not make a fresh start?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 04:54:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's nice to have some idea of how to behave, and what I can do. Last thing I want to do is piss off the wrong person, or leave you or another agent in the lurch because I don't know something I should." She blushed a bit. "Plus, I would like to know who to avoid and who to flirt with and so on."<br><br>She rifles though the suitcase and picks out something to wear. <br><br>"Just the little worries you know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 06:06:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He waits for you to change.&nbsp; "Watching you, your problem isn't going to be pissing off the wrong person or getting something wrong because of a lack of individual knowledge.&nbsp; What you don't really seem to have is a sense of your social position.&nbsp; My guess is that your world was a lot different than this one, or your place in it was a lot different than the one you're in now.&nbsp; I agree that it is horribly unfair, but you're a second class citizen.&nbsp; You won't even register as an individual to most of the people you'll meet.&nbsp; I wish I could say that it's just the British who think that, but it's not.&nbsp; Even in China, you'd just be a peasant girl, or something close."<br><br>"You're going to have to learn to swallow a lot of anger, and learn how to take insults and smile.&nbsp; Learn how to make your suggestions subtly, so that the person you're talking to ends up thinking it's his own idea.&nbsp; I'll introduce you to people, a lot of whom you'll work with, around whom you can cut loose and be yourself.&nbsp; Beyond that?&nbsp; It's hard.&nbsp; You want to know who you can flirt with?&nbsp; Until you learn the social rules around here, no one.&nbsp; I'll put it bluntly: there are people who will take your flirting as an open invitation to force themselves on you, and the authorities won't punish them."<br><br>"In public, you need to be a meek little girl who smiles at everyone and is seen but not heard.&nbsp; In private, once you know someone and have a sense for how they will take it, then open up.&nbsp; That missionary on the flight was the norm here, not the exception.&nbsp; If not in the specific things he said, then in the general attitude that what you think doesn't matter.&nbsp; He'd have said the exact same things if he'd thought you spoke English."<br><br>"You can flirt with me all you want, just so long as my wife isn't around."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 06:12:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry but you're not my type." Mai says to Andrew with a grin. "And yes, one of the few things my world seems to have on yours, refreshment aside, is the growth of civil rights." She shrugged as she pulled her jacket on. <br><br>"So, play the church mouse, don't push things too much and swallow all this 'we're better than you crap' because they were born English. Even though I can maul almost anyone I meet." She shrugged as she considered things. "I'll work on taking my bluntness from my speech and try to be more subtle in my sarcasm." She says finishing with an exaggerated sing-song. <br><br>"Sometimes I miss being a crippled vet working through college to work on computers. Most of all right now, I miss pants" She added as she looked at her dress. It seemed only her suit had pants.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 03:00:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He holds the door open for you.&nbsp; "If it helps, you look great in skirts."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 03:04:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You say the nicest things. What sort of resturant are we going to go?" She asked as she walked out with him. It was easier to handle wearing a dress now that she actually filled it out. It had been weird first.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 03:47:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Local pub.&nbsp; Mostly Scottish.&nbsp; Don't worry.&nbsp; They don't serve haggis."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 04:40:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure it's a real Scottish tavern then?" She says with an impish smile as she continues her teasing. "So, if it is one. Does that mean you'll be the only man there without a dress?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 05:44:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Skirt.&nbsp; They just wear skirts.&nbsp; Me, I'm a lowlander.&nbsp; My family's lived in Edinburgh for centuries.&nbsp; I can introduce you to some crazy skirt wearing, broadsword wielding, haggis eating, illiterate hooligans if you really want, though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 05:48:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Better not. I'm not allowed to thrash them properly, and I'm likely to insult them if I don't break some bones or something." She teased.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 05:53:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughs.&nbsp; "The idea of you kicking some highland ass only recommends the idea to me.&nbsp; Edinburgh is the center of civilization, and those barbarians give it a bad name.&nbsp; The best part is that they would be far too embarrassed about being wrecked by a little bit of a thing to ever bring it up."&nbsp; You head out into the cool London evening.&nbsp; There is definitely the smell of ozone and pollution in the air, and one of the fogs seems to be forming.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 05:56:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not sure of my limits without the suit, so we'll have a nice civil dinner tonight. A few weeks down the line when I know my limits, we'll see. I really don't think it would do for me to piss off Sir Matthew anymore than I have." She chuckled as she walked with Andrew. "After all, I did the gauche mistake of talking about my interest men and women. In my world, England had laws against male homosexuals till the 1970s."<br><br>&nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 06:18:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckles.&nbsp; "In this one, it still does.&nbsp; They're mostly ignored, mind you, as long as the participants are discreet and they don't have any enemies.&nbsp; At least in the big cities.&nbsp; Women is different.&nbsp; It's not technically illegal.&nbsp; Old Queen Vicky had some amusing gaps in her knowledge base.&nbsp; Socially, though, it's probably more frowned upon than boys being boys.&nbsp; There's been something of a classical revival the last few years, including the idea of manly love."&nbsp; He shrugs.&nbsp; "I don't get it, but I also don't really care.&nbsp; I've got a wife I'm happy with, and what the rest of you do is really none of my business."&nbsp; You turn right into a small side street.&nbsp; "You'll find that most of the people you'll be working with are pretty open-minded about sexual things.&nbsp; Racial things, too.&nbsp; Sir Matthew is the exception, though his attitude is more common among those who aren't really at the sharp end.&nbsp; Super powers don't seem to conform to proper social ideas of who should be the supermen, so we learn pretty quickly to take whoever comes.&nbsp; If you've got my back, I don't care who you fuck."<br><br>He pulls open an unmarked door, and you hear the noise of a busy pub.&nbsp; "Follow me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 06:27:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay, I'll behave." She said as a she follows him into the tavern. She looked around curiously as she let Andrew lead the way through the crowd to where they were sitting.<br><br>"So this is what you do when we're in London huh?" She said as she looked around the smoky tavern.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 06:31:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He finds a table.&nbsp; It's clear that the crowd has noticed your entrance, but there hasn't been any comment.&nbsp; "Unless my wife comes down, this is about as much fun as I get into.&nbsp; I read a lot.&nbsp; I have a few beers.&nbsp; I bail out teammates that need more excitement in their lives.&nbsp; I'm sort of the team nanny."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 06:37:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Would that be people like me?" She asked curiously as she took a seat and took a look around, acting on instinct to be aware of her surroundings. "So, what are good things to order?" She asked as she looked at the bar for a clue of what was being offered. All she knew of british food and drink was bangers and mash and a variety of booze.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 06:56:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They have a variety of beers on tap, and you can see bottles of liquor.&nbsp; You can't read many of the names, but the ones you can you don't recognize.&nbsp; There is a small menu to the side of the table, with bog standard pub fare.&nbsp; One thing you notice is that there is much less American influence on the food available as there is in your world.&nbsp; It doesn't list hamburgers, and there's certainly nothing that resembles a pizza.&nbsp; Sausages seem to be the staple fare.<br><br>"If you need help, just ask."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 07:04:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What is 'spotted dick'. Oh never mind, I'll try the shepherd's pie." She says carefully as she considers the options. "Definitely not trying spotted dick." She looked around and leaned over.<br><br>"So, you don't know of anyone that Mai Lin is dating?" The last thing she wanted was to find out someone who might figure out that she wasn't the original Mai Lin. "And you never explained how you knew about the Carnival."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 07:18:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Spotted dick isn't nearly as interesting as it sounds.&nbsp; Just remember that the British can turn anything into a pudding.&nbsp; We generally prefer to transform our food into something that can't fight back.&nbsp; Having done that, we went out and conquered the world in search of edible food."&nbsp; He calls over a waitress.&nbsp; "I don't know for sure that she wasn't dating anyone, but I'd be surprised.&nbsp; She wasn't much for conversation, or getting to know people."<br><br>He looks to the middle aged woman who appears to take your order.&nbsp; "Maggie, I'll have a Holyhoke lager and the fish and chips, and whatever she wants."<br><br>She looks at him.&nbsp; "Don't tell me that's your wife, young man."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 07:21:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Work associate, and the same for me please." She said, figuring it was best to go with something that Andrew could handle as an example. "I figure that we can get to that bridge sooner or later. I wish this life came with a journal or something." She says as the waitress walks off. "Or at least some more memories."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 07:28:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't anticipate that you're going to be able to fool any real teammates.&nbsp; Even someone as dense as Sir Matthew is going to figure it out before long.&nbsp; If someone on the team confuses you, just tell them."<br><br>The beers arrive, and he leans back, seemingly unconcerned about anyone overhearing.&nbsp; "As for how I know about the Carnival, you aren't the first one to come through.&nbsp; I don't know that you'll meet any of the others, but there are about 4-5 of you working in the Service.&nbsp; I've become the de facto point man on bringing you in.&nbsp; I will say that you lot are a handful.&nbsp; We seem to end up with the hopeless romantics, the helplessly trigger happy, and the recklessly dangerous."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 07:31:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds like it's more common here than my world. You never hear about it in my worlds" She says with a chuckle. "I wouldn't have believed it till I found myself walking around in that dress and nearly getting run over by your version of a car."<br><br>"So, just go with the flow and when they ask be honest?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 07:39:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, just be open with your teammates.&nbsp; Sir Matthew is an exception, but I'll let Lord Cheswick explain why."<br><br>The food arrives, and you find yourself looking at a plate of potatoes with other items peeking out.&nbsp; "Also, I'll make sure that you get reading material to learn about this crazy world with funny cars."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 07:45:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why do I want to put salt and vinegar over all of this?" She asked as she looked over the mess on her plate. It looked messy but smelled nice. Particularly after three days of 'airplane food' even if it was better than she got in her world. <br><br>"I'd apprecaite it. Don't want to make a mistake and use the wrong fork with my salad." She says with a chuckle. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 07:48:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's why I eat at pubs.&nbsp; You're lucky if you get one fork."&nbsp; He leans back.&nbsp; "So, you said that you are a veteran.&nbsp; What sorts of experience do you have?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 07:57:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I worked on aircraft electronics. Radar, radios and computers." She said with a shrug. "I was working on an aircaft carrier and someone turned up an airplane improperly. I was thrown twenty yards into the catwalk. I wound up with a pin in my hip and a mangled knee. I was using a cane till I picked the clockwork ducky." She said as she nibbled on her fries. They were pretty good, though she suspected the would be working them off in her morning exercises."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 08:21:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He follows, then asks, "What's an aircraft carrier?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 08:30:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Big ship, 300 hundred yards long, with a small airfield on it. You use steam catapults to launch airplanes into the air." She drew out a sketch on the napkin. "I was on a nuclear carrier. We had to refuel it every 10 years or so."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 08:33:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks at your sketches.&nbsp; "Interesting.&nbsp; We don't have anything like the kind of airships you describe.&nbsp; We do have nuclear power, but it sounds a bit different."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 08:36:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know the basics, just like I know the basics of a jet turbine." She said quietly. "Very rough since it's been a few years. I missed the job, it was an incredible rush." She grinned. "I doubt the tech base is similar enough to develop anything from it. I haven't seen a lot of engines like I'm used to. Plus..I violate the laws of physics as I know it."<br><br>"You know, with the phasing and phantom lightning swords and such."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 08:41:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yep.&nbsp; I was asking more out of curiousity.&nbsp; No one has ever been able to do anything useful with technical ideas from other worlds.&nbsp; How's the food?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 08:48:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pretty good. For something fried to death, but given that is fast food where I'm from this is good. Beer batter right?" She asked as she nibbled on the fish. <br><br>"I figured that it wouldn't work. THough the physics of a lifting structure like an aircraft's wings should work, but we got more important things to cover. Like what the boss man is going to say tomorrow when I report. And what I should wear there." She smirked. "I have notice a preoccupation with my appearance since my arrival."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 08:55:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And why shouldn't the rest of us be preoccupied with your appearance?"&nbsp; He finishes his fish.&nbsp; "And my advice is to relax about tomorrow and be ready to think on your feet."<br><br>One of the other patrons walks up.&nbsp; "Be serious, MacGregor.&nbsp; You're going to need at least two more of those to make a light snack."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 08:58:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled as she looked up to the man as she leans over to whisper to him. <br><br>"How much breakage should I try to avoid if this goes the way I'm thinking it is about to?" She purred with a chuckle. "He is about to start a fight yes?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 09:27:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Andrew laughs.&nbsp; "Stick, haven't you learned yet that insulting my coworkers isn't the brightest thing you can do with your spare time?"<br><br>The other man glowers.&nbsp; "You shouldn't bring her here."<br><br>"Why don't you talk to the young lady herself if you have such a problem.&nbsp; But don't say I didn't warn you."&nbsp; <br><br>Stick turns to look at you, becoming more agitated at Andrew's needling.&nbsp; "Why don't you learn your place, monkey."<br><br>Andrew chortles, and leans back.&nbsp; He shouts towards the kitchen, "Maggie!&nbsp; Get a mop!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 09:32:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling, Mai Lin merely smiles as she gets ready to move. She had the feeling that kicking this man's ass was one of Andrew's tests. <br><br>"Look Sonny Jim, I've spent the last three days flying around with a bunch of annoying Americans who talked down to me. Why don't you trot off and find a shag a sheep and leave me in peace, because you don't look like you have the brain cells to spare for me to smack you around like the little girl you are." She smiles at him. "And I promised my cooworker I wouldn't break his snack spot or spill his beer."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 09:36:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He growls.&nbsp; "Grease, you better get your girl to apologize or I'm going to break her in two."<br><br>"Oh, no.&nbsp; You dug this hole all by yourself, Stick.&nbsp; You get out of it."<br><br>You can hear bets being taken over at the bar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 09:40:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She got up and looked up at the man. <br><br>"He told me that I would be a challenge for him in hand to hand." She pointed back to Andrew. "So, if he can use you as a mop, what makes you think I would have you screaming for your favor woolie in a moment?" She says just before she jabs a thumb into his diaphragm hard and follows with a knee to his head as he comes down from the jab.<br><br>"And I don't need him to look after me, he's here to keep me from killing annoying gits who are more mouth and action. In other words stupid, he's not here to protect me from you, but the other way around." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 09:46:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watches as you stand up.&nbsp; Your poke interrupts his fist swinging down at you.&nbsp; He folds as his breath whooshes out&nbsp; and grunts as your knee hits his nose.&nbsp; He doesn't drop, but staggers back.&nbsp; He charges at you.&nbsp; There is uproarious laughter coming from the bar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 09:50:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mai Lin easily sidesteps him, jabbing him again before bringing down an elbow to the back and tripping him as he staggers. She watches the fallen man carefully. As if studying a bug she might see crawling on a window pane. <br><br>"I could have killed you three ways just down simply by using more force in my blows. If I wished I could have killed you in the first strike." She puts her foot on his back to keep him from getting up. "I would rather not. It would involve a truly depressing amount of paperwork, a scowling annoying Englishman and possibly being sent to be without tea."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 10:05:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He groans and mumbles something inaudible.&nbsp; There's a shout of dismay from the bar.&nbsp; "Grease, I didn't even have time to cover all the action.&nbsp; Don't you tell your dates to take it slow?&nbsp; I put all that work into setting up a mark, and she demolishes him before I can set a proper line."<br><br>"In the future, Reggie, you should tell her you'll cut her in on the action.&nbsp; Then she might care about your troubles."&nbsp; Andrew smiles at you.&nbsp; "Feeling better?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 10:07:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I might like a cut of the action." She purred as she turned her heel in his back before returning to the table. "You were hoping for that weren't you." She sits down and sips her beer.<br><br>"Scoundrel. If you had offered me a cut I could have bounced him off the ceiling for a bit instead."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 10:11:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry, darling.&nbsp; I'm a true romantic.&nbsp; I hate to see a woman caught up in the throes of the mercenary impulse.&nbsp; I'd rather watch them do their thing for the sheer love of the craft."&nbsp; He's smiling happily.&nbsp; "Want to meet the crew, or are you feeling anti-social?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 10:16:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I should meet the crew, any of them pretty?" She asked impishly as she finishes her beer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 10:25:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If they were pretty, why would they be here?"<br><br>Stick groans and gets to his feet.&nbsp; Blood is gushing from his nose.&nbsp; His reception at the bar is obscene.&nbsp; <br><br>A skinny man with unkempt hair and a thick northern accent pulls out a chair and turns it around.&nbsp; He sits on it with his forearms crossed on the back.&nbsp; "Thank you, you beautiful creature," he gushes.&nbsp; "He's been insufferable for a week after pulling a winning lottery ticket."<br><br>"Mai, this is Reggie.&nbsp; Don't trust him with a farthing, but he's all right for a Geordie."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 10:28:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah." She says with an nod as she keeps an eye on the man she just beat down. "I warned him. It's mostly true, certain folk get upset if I main or kill without permission." She says with a grin. "And Andrew won't let me get a cut of the action."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 10:37:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Andrew raises his hands as if warding off the furies.&nbsp; "I'm not keeping you from doing anything, lassie."<br><br>Reggie clutches his chest.&nbsp; "You wound me.&nbsp; Of course I'll cut you in."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 11:20:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>"I don't ask for much. Just the occasional drink. Unlike Andrew I try to keep my drinks low. Some say I have a temper and I don't want to get in too much trouble." She smiles politely to the man. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 22:22:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ooh, I like this one.&nbsp; Feisty.&nbsp; Why don't they make more Englishwomen like her, Andrew?"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 02:13:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think that we can safely say that is the chances are slim for another girl like me." Mai Lin said with a chuckle. "Got any apple ciders?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 03:10:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You'll have to ask Maggie.&nbsp; I just drink here."&nbsp; He waves the waitress over.<br><br>She nods.&nbsp; "I'll pull you one."<br><br>"So," Andrew starts.&nbsp; "Are you out on bail this time?"<br><br>Reggie smiles.&nbsp; "Bail?&nbsp; I was acquitted, I'll have you know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 03:15:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So what are you two rogues planning?" She asked casually took her drink from the waitress with a smile. "Sounds like it might be interesting."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 03:35:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Reggie laughs, and Andrew replies, "I'd say that planning is far too grandiose a term for what we do here.&nbsp; We generally just make it up as we go along."&nbsp; He shakes his head.&nbsp; "I don't believe I remembered introductions.&nbsp; Reggie, this is Mai Lin.&nbsp; She's one of my co-workers.&nbsp; This is her first time in London, but she learned her English in Hong Kong.&nbsp; Mai Lin, this is Reggie Abercrombie.&nbsp; He's the fourth best second story man in . . ."<br><br>"Third best," Reggie insisted.&nbsp; "Cooke got married and claims he's retired."<br><br>"Sorry, the third best second story man in North England.&nbsp; He has many other talents for acquiring money, most of them illegal.&nbsp; He also does occasional work for Her Majesty's government, which is why it has occasionally been my responsibility to, uhm, explain some facts to interfering members of the Royal Prosecutors Office."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 03:39:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm a bit of a generalist. I've done some work in the upper levels, but for the most part I'm more of 'general mayhem' than any particular discipline." She grinned at him. "I think Andrew, or one of his counterparts, tend to keep an out on me just as often. Though I'm not sure what my role here in London will be, my skills were only part of my usefulness. History helps out a lot I think."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 04:00:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Reggie holds up his hands in protest.&nbsp; "Don't get the wrong idea.&nbsp; I'm strictly contract.&nbsp; I'm no employee of anyone.&nbsp; Just an independent operator."<br><br>Andrew snorts.&nbsp; "He failed the physical for the army.&nbsp; That's the only reason he's so independent."<br><br>"I believe you on the mayhem part.&nbsp; That dismantling was impressive.&nbsp; So, do you have work for me, Grease?"<br><br>"We just got into town, Reggie.&nbsp; I have no idea what's going on.&nbsp; I can tell you all about San Francisco.&nbsp; Not so much about current events here.&nbsp; All we were looking for was a late bite to eat."&nbsp; He looks at you.&nbsp; "Anything else you want to get done tonight?&nbsp; I don't know that anyone here is going to want to flirt with you after that demonstration.&nbsp; Except Reggie, of course.&nbsp; If you hurt him, he'd just enjoy it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 04:05:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, I just wanted to eat and figure out where I stood in the community. I see not everyone is as stand offish as 'himself'" She said, inferring toward Sir Matthew. "I figure we'd best find out what we're here for before I start the real mayhem. Andrew doesn't need to bend the local magistrates over to keep me out of jail till we know what we're here to do. I should have got a cookie for the last job though." She says with a mock pout.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 04:45:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She just got here and she's already full of resentment.&nbsp; She's going to fit right in with your motley crew," Reggie observed.<br><br>Andrew rolled his eyes.&nbsp; "Don't go there.&nbsp; I've got enough problems without you giving her ideas."&nbsp; Andrew slaps several bills onto the table.&nbsp; "Shall we depart, Mai?&nbsp; I want to get some sleep."&nbsp; He turns his head.&nbsp; "Maggie, I put four quid on the table.&nbsp; If it's not all there, put the rest on Reggie's tab."&nbsp; He stands up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 04:49:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She finishes her cider with a sigh. English beer was okay, but their ciders were pretty good. She had enjoyed her pints of Strongbow when she was in Europe in the other world. <br><br>"Sure, thing. I guess I'll be seeing you guys later. Sorry I spoiled your chance to maximize your profits with the criminally stupid." She said as she got up. "Best Andrew gets me to my room before folk realize I'm mostly unsupervised and on the loose."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 05:15:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I fear for the safety of the city, Andrew, so get this wench indoors quickly."&nbsp; He looks at you and offers you a bow.&nbsp; It's form is quite unlike any proper bow.&nbsp; "And I look forward to seeing you again, my dear.&nbsp; Whatever you do, don't let him talk you into eating his wife's cooking."<br><br>Andrew growls, but heads for the door without a reply.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 05:16:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not to worry, I doubt we'll get a chance to meet." She says politely as she follows behind Andrew. <br><br>"So, those are the types of scamps I have to work with? Not entirely a bad group." She smiled as she fell in step with him. "So what is with the nickname though? And why all the teasing about your wife?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 07:23:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, some of them are worse.&nbsp; Much worse.&nbsp; Reggie is pretty harmless.&nbsp; The sight of blood makes him nauseous, unless he has money riding on it.&nbsp; Keep him out of firefights."&nbsp; He escorts you out into the night.&nbsp; "Do you know what a grease gun is?&nbsp; I used one a lot when I was in the SAS.&nbsp; I was pretty good with it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 15:09:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The old Sten gun in my world." Mai Lin said with a shrug. "They were famous for it in the second world war."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 16:23:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't know the war, but it's a fine piece of equipment.&nbsp; I used mine all over, and still pick one up on occasion."&nbsp; You arrive back at the hotel.&nbsp; "I'll pick you up at 7:30.&nbsp; Get a good night's sleep."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 18:09:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll be sure to be primped and ready. Any suggestions on how much lace and such I should wear?" She asked as she got out. "I enjoyed things quite a bit, especially the thrashing."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 20:16:36</strong>
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				"A release of tension is always cathartic.&nbsp; Good night, lassie."&nbsp; He drives away, leaving you alone at the hotel.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 20:24:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sighing to herself, she turns and heads in. By the time she was back in her room, she was ready for a soak and bed. She was still surprised how much she had adjusted to life as a woman, particularly one of 'lesser station', and she wondered what Andrew would think if he found out definitely that she had once been male. She was still curious about Mai Lin's life, now that it was HER life. She wanted to be sure of what to expect and the gaps were a bit confusing at times. <br><br>She started undressing as she locked the door. She found that she enjoyed bathing and sleeping in the nude, keeping a robe on hand for the benefit of those whose sensibilities she might offend. She bathed quickly and got to bed, eager to be ready for the next day's excursions as she set the alarms for six in the morning, enough time she figured to get dressed and ready soon enough.<br><br>When morning came, she quickly dressed and headed down to wait for Andrew in the hotel's resturant, dressed for company as well as her insticts would tell her.<br><br>(http://i741.photobucket.com/albums/xx51/Calliedelnoire/Steampunk%20Vixens/steampunkasiangirlwithfan.jpg) 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 20:52:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The large Scotsman entered right on time.&nbsp; "It's showtime, girl.&nbsp; Time to meet your maker, as it were."&nbsp; He watches you stand up and whistles.&nbsp; "That's pretty daring.&nbsp; Most women stick a gun in their stocking because they don't want anyone to know that they have it.&nbsp; It's also illegal to carry one of those around in London.&nbsp; We need to find someplace in that get up you can hide it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 21:07:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can leave it behind if you like. And I didn't have much choice inthe way clothing remember? They took princess Li's wardrobe somewhere." She pointed out as she handed him the pistol. <br><br>"I don't have many choices besides the suit, unless he wanted me to rob a dressmakers.". 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 21:15:06</strong>
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				"We'll go shopping later.&nbsp; You don't want to wear the stuff in that wardrobe anyway."&nbsp; The car is a different one from yesterday.&nbsp; It's a beat up hover sedan with a few children's toys scattered on the back seat.&nbsp; Andrew opens the front passenger door for you.&nbsp; "One positive is that, as long as you are based in London, you get paid at the rate for British agents rather than colonials.&nbsp; The negative is that London is really fucking expensive.&nbsp; Pardon my Latin."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 21:23:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't even know what bank I use." She pointed out with a chuckle. "So what do I do when we get there? Go with my instincts and be meek and properly womanly?"<br><br>She walked with him out to the car
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 21:41:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry.&nbsp; I'm still not going to spoil the surprise.&nbsp; You'll just have to figure out how best to address Lord Cheswick."<br><br>He slides between the steering levers.&nbsp; "I'm going to take you to the briefing room first and see if any of the others are around.&nbsp; Lord Cheswick is undoubtedly still busy listening to His Highness' list of complaints about his underlings.&nbsp; Trust me, you won't be singled out."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 21:45:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can you make Sir Matthew happy with your work? Or is that a rumor that hasn't been proven?" She asked as she got comfortable, looking out the window to see what the folk dressed like. "You know one thing I miss about my world. Ladies Slacks, with double reinforced stitching for those of us who can throw a crossing high kick. Adapting to woman's fashion here is the second hardest thing. And why the mystery on how to behave around Lord Chesswick? Thinking I'll be contrary like I am with Sir Matthew? Tell me you don't play up your accent for him."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 22:01:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry.&nbsp; All I'll do is just repeat that he likes to have his first meeting with an agent with no preconceived notions.&nbsp; How you respond is as important as what you actually say."&nbsp; He pulls out into traffic and heads in the direction of Parliament.&nbsp; "As for Sir Matthew, he's professionally unhappy.&nbsp; It's what he knows, and he's comfortable there.&nbsp; He and his wife make a perfect couple.&nbsp; She's known as Our Lady of Perpetual Outrage."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 22:08:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is she fetching?" Mai Lin asks with a bit of impish glee at the idea of upsetting the entire Matthews household in one well timed flirtation. She was feeling a bit more comfortable at the idea of entertaining woman AND men, and found that she was looking to her first 'amorous' encounter regardless of sex with some interest. She knew her body had appetites and a libido stronger than her old one.<br><br>"So just be.. 'myself'? Isn't that kind of hard considering a week ago I didn't even know this world?" She added impishly. "I doubt that I'm as meek as the original Mai Lin and very much doubt I ever shall be." She was young, healthy, had abilities and a path in life, why let the racist idiots of the world bring her down? She had kept her sarcastic tongue with her from her old life and she was feeling a need to needle a few air bags to get them thinking.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 22:35:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Andrew seems a bit uncomfortable with the question about Mrs. Matthews' appearance, but tries gamely to answer.&nbsp; "It depends.&nbsp; Do you like a pinched face with a perpetually pained expression, wattles, knobby knees, a screechy voice and nonstop complaints?&nbsp; If so, she's for you.&nbsp; If Sir Matthew weren't such a jackass, I wouldn't have a problem with the way he looks longingly at every attractive female that crosses his path.&nbsp; And so long as he stopped doing it with his employees.&nbsp; I've got zero tolerance for that."<br><br>"Just be you.&nbsp; Be who you are, not who you were, or who you think the original Mai Lin was.&nbsp; You.&nbsp; The people you work with are all pretty sharp, and they'll pick it up if you're faking."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 22:41:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sir Matthew won't like it." She purred, pleased by the idea of 'letting her hair down'. "I'm more than a little tired of being the meek 'doe-eyed girl' that he seems to want me to do. I'll try to keep my few memories of Mai Lin's love life out of it though. To spare you the white hairs. And I'll TRY to avoid too much sarcasm."<br><br>She smiles as she sits back and relaxes in the seat. "Definitely enjoy the leather seats, shame that I'm not going to be seeing them too often outside of the odd job I'm betting." She was happy to be settling in. Andrew was there to help her and she was feeling more and more Mai Lin with each day. It was hard to imagine looking any other way beside the way she looked now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 23:25:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				You arrive at an underground parking garage.&nbsp; Andrew has to show ID to get in, and the guards are mildly perturbed that you don't have one as well but let you pass.&nbsp; You take an elevator up to the 8th (of 14) floor.&nbsp; It lets you out into a carpeted, sterile lobby.&nbsp; You can hear loud conversation coming from your left.&nbsp; Andrew leads you towards the sound, and you enter what looks like a standard break room, except for the podium, screen and projector, and large white board at one end.<br><br>The voices are coming from two women and a man.&nbsp; "Mai Lin, this is Ekaterina," he indicates a tall, lithe woman with pale skin, Slavic features and a wicked scar down the right side of her face.&nbsp; "Call her Kat.&nbsp; Gerhard, a particularly distinguished member of the bar from Hannover, one of the Queen's possessions."&nbsp; Gerhard is balding, but fit looking, and dressed in one of the sharpest suits you've ever seen.&nbsp; "Last, we have Esi."&nbsp; He indicates a very large and bulky woman.&nbsp; Her short sleeved shirt and athletic shorts reveal limbs that ripple with muscles in places most people don't have places.&nbsp; Her skin is so dark it is almost purple.<br><br>"Good morning, fraulein," Gerhard calls out merrily, doffing his hat.&nbsp; Kat looks at you intently, and licks her lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 23:33:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"A pleasure to meet you all, I'm sure." She says with a deep and polite bow to all of them. Her eyes meeting Kat's curiously, and she feels a bit of a shiver at the licking of Kat's lips. Though she wasn't sure if it was concern or something else. She looked around the room curiously as she finishes her bow, and tries to figure what to do next. Should she be all chatty and outgoing, or simply relax and let things go whatever way they will. She picks out a chair and sits down to take in the others.<br><br>"I can guess why the ladies are here, but what would a member of the bar be involved with situations like the ones I'm usually in?" She asked to Gerhard. Hannover, she recalled, was somewhere on the Continent in her world and definitely not an English possession. All they had was the British Isles and Gibraltar in her world. "Are you the one who shows up to smooth over the messes I make? I've been told to make nice with the fixer." She added with a smile while she tried to figure an approach to make with Kat and Esi. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 23:40:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Indeed I do, among other things.&nbsp; I am unusually persuasive, you might say."&nbsp; He smiles pleasantly, and you are struck by just how attractive he is.<br><br>"He can charm the habit off of a nun," Esi says in a thick West African accent.&nbsp; "And usually does.&nbsp; Watch out for him."<br><br>Kat remains silent, but watches you with a look that can only be described as predatory.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 23:44:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's quite okay, I usually don't dress up in habits." She purred as she pondered what Kat was up to. She got the feeling that Kat would either involve a lot of cuts and bruises or being way too invested in who was boss to have fun. "Not much of a Nun. You should see the outfit that they have me wear." She grins to him. <br><br>"So he's the charmer." She looks over to Esi. "And you're the bender, as in bending and breaking folks? I'm a bit of a mix myself." She let's her gaze glide to Kat to let her speak for herself. She just KNEW that Kat would be more trouble than she wanted, but she couldn't help it anymore than she could help flirting with Gerhard. Who was sure to be trouble in his own way she was sure. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 00:00:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kat returns your gaze, but remains silent.<br><br>"So, you are to join our merry crew?" Gerhard inquires.&nbsp; "Prepared to dish out mayhem to those who would thwart the will of Queen Elizabeth?&nbsp; You'll find that we enjoy mayhem."&nbsp; It's impossible not to like the man.&nbsp; "Even I, the debonair and charming upholder of the Queen's law, have been known to enjoy producing rubble or bruises from time to time."<br><br>Esi chuckles, which resembles the rumble of a semi in low gear.&nbsp; "We let him set off the explosives sometimes, but don't him play with them."<br><br>"I've got to get my paperwork done.&nbsp; If any of you ever want a promotion, I'll gladly switch positions with you."&nbsp; Andrew heads for the door.&nbsp; "Just don't break any bones," he pleads as he exits.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 00:05:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Really I thought you were around to simply keep me from killing Sir Edward from high blood pressure and apoplexy." She teased as she let him go. She was certain of two things about Kat, she was definitely attractive and most likely not a good person to flirt with. Idly, as she ran curled a lock of her hair around a finger, she wondered what Kat would do if she leaned over and blew in her ear. Most likely something she might enjoy, barring the things that Kat's manner seemed to hint that SHE enjoyed. She leaned forward a bit, flashing her bust as she leaned against the table and put her hands in front of her to support her head.<br><br>"So are we all here to get yelled at? I fear I may have upset Sir Matthew something awful on the flight here. He had me playing the 'ignorant savage princess'." She sighed. "No speaking in English, and behaving like a ship of American snobs were not talking down to me all the time."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 00:42:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Esi rumbled again.&nbsp; "I fear," said Gerhard, "that the esteemed Sir Matthew does not really like anyone who is not English, and at least half of those who are.&nbsp; Even I, pale skinned as I am and with more impeccable Germanic ancestry than he, would undoubtedly feel his scorn at times, were I not so indubitably charming and witty.&nbsp; And," he adds, "I have managed to learn to speak English with the same impeccable public school accent he has.&nbsp; I think he sometimes forgets that I am a foreigner.&nbsp; I think it unlikely that he will ever make the same mistake with you."<br><br>Kat growls, a feral sound, and finally speaks.&nbsp; "I will kill him."&nbsp; She is it evenly and deliberately, and the complete lack of affect only increases the level of menace.&nbsp; Her voice is surprisingly high pitched, and is clearly that of an Eastern European.&nbsp; She continues to stare at you.&nbsp; You're not sure if she has blinked since you entered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 00:50:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh no, kill him once and he doesn't suffer from the fun aftermath of cleaning up after us." Mai Lin purred with a chuckle as she met Kat's eyes. The trick, she was beginning to think, was getting her to discard the killer act and consider things through. Of course, she reminded herself, she could be wrong and Kat could simply be a psycho working for the Empire.<br><br>"If you do it right, you can get away with a lot more by playing up the role of 'ignorant savage' and let him clean up after you. It's a slower more painful death than I could give him with my blades." She nibbled on her lip, a slight tease to Kat, before continuing. "I dislike his attitude, but he does his own thing in service to the Queen. If I can give him work and make him grumpy and stressed at the same time, I accomplish two goals. I serve the Crown and reward by his skyrocketing blood pressure." Her impish nature was slowly coming to the fore again.<br><br>"Besides after two days of listening to how 'decadent' China was from a couple who admittedly never left the Singapore harbor district had me ready for mayhem."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 01:13:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kat shrugs.&nbsp; Even such a simple gesture is filled with hints of violence.&nbsp; Or sex.&nbsp; It's hard to tell.&nbsp; Her short hair is simply, almost indifferently, cut.<br><br>"Do not worry about our resident Russian.&nbsp; She is perpetually angry, except when she is as morose as a Tolstoy character.&nbsp; Despite the impression she gives, she doesn't really want to kill every person she sees.&nbsp; She just wants to kill some of them.&nbsp; My advice is not to get within knife range."&nbsp; <br><br>Kat momentarily turns her glare on Gerhard, who merely smiles pleasantly at her.&nbsp; Then she stands up, and walks towards another door.&nbsp; Her movements spoke of coiled energy threatening to explode out.&nbsp; <br><br>Esi grunted.&nbsp; "I guess she's hungry."&nbsp; She looks at you with an altogether more reassuring expression.&nbsp; "He is right.&nbsp; She is more bark than bite, at least with us.&nbsp; If you work for the czar, it's a different story."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 01:19:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Like me and the tongs." Mai said, still feeling the rage of the original Mai in her perception of the Tongs. "Seems to me she wants to do something to me." She smiled to the others. "I think that is why Sir Matthew forgives my indiscretions and liaisons, I am very good at killing my share of the tong."<br><br>She shrugs as she looks towards the departed Kat. "I think she is trying to put me in a nook, so she knows how to deal with me."<br><br>"So, if you're not here to be yelled at like me, are you here to meet me? I've never been much of a team person."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 01:29:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Esi shrugs.&nbsp; "She wants to eat you.&nbsp; Though that can mean many different things to her.&nbsp; Russians are all crazy.&nbsp; She's a very good teammate.&nbsp; She moves like a panther, but has the pack loyalty of a wolf."<br><br>"We are, you might say, the emergency team on duty," Gerhard offers.&nbsp; "If something blows up, literally or metaphorically, we get sent to deal with it.&nbsp; Mostly, it means we sit here and amuse ourselves for twelve hours.&nbsp; Fortunately, it's only three times a week.&nbsp; As much as they want to be around me all the time, I find there is only so much of my teammates I can take."&nbsp; He says it jokingly.&nbsp; "Unless someone sends us out on a mission, it's a pretty easy life."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 01:32:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not sure what she wants, but she has an intensity about her." Mai Lin shakes her head, best to not consider it. Co-workers might be off limits for more reasons than the fact that she gives off a 'feral' vibe that makes her think of pain and suffering. Like Gerhart strikes her as a charmer who wouldn't call the next morning, unless he wished to resume where they finished the night before.<br><br>"I am honestly not sure why I am in London. I was doing well maiming folk all around the Pacific Rim for Crown and personal amusement."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 02:12:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"All roads lead to London, my dear, just as they once all led to Rome.&nbsp; You can no more deny this city than you can deny your body's urges."&nbsp; He paused with a smile.&nbsp; "For food, of course."<br><br>"What he really wants to say," Esi corrected gently, "is that the Service's best agents all work out of London.&nbsp; This trip is an honor, I think.&nbsp; You will be evaluated to see if you belong among the elite."&nbsp; She gives Gerhard a gentle punch that rocks him in his chair.&nbsp; "And do not worry about your body.&nbsp; It sounds as if no one ever explained to you that a side effect of having powers is that your libido goes into overdrive.&nbsp; You also eat more, but it is the sex that we really notice."&nbsp; She offers another laugh.&nbsp; "MacGregor's wife must be a very happy woman, given how he refuses to fuck anyone else."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 02:16:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It was a VERY boring trip across to here. I couldn't simply swoon into the arms of someone interesting and say 'take me'." She said with a laugh. "I wasn't supposed to talk, and most of the folk in first class were awful boors to boot. I had a Texan who thought I ate dogs as a delicacy and the less said about the missionaries the happier I would be. A shame that I couldn't simply trap them in their room, luckily once we hit the Atlantic the locks came off the bar." <br><br>She grinned at the mention of food. "Still, can we eat while we wait?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 02:45:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Absolutely.&nbsp; Shall we show her the kitchen, Gerhard?"<br><br>"But of course."&nbsp; He bounced to his feet.&nbsp; "Follow me, darling."&nbsp; He heads for the door Kat disappeared through.&nbsp; "Enjoy the reaction we get."&nbsp; <br><br>You go down a short corridor and find a kitchen.&nbsp; It's spaciousness and the obvious expense that went into is stands in contrast to the shabbiness of the briefing room.&nbsp; You see Kat sitting at a table with a large sandwich raised halfway to her mouth and another on the plate.&nbsp; She stops dead as you all enter the space.&nbsp; She puts the food down and picks up her plate as she stands.&nbsp; Her stalk as she leaves through another door speaks of anger.<br><br>"She hates people watching her eat.&nbsp; Straight up neurosis it is," Gerhard says.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 04:09:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I doubt that she would agree. Some folks are shy. I don't suppose that I could have a roast beef sandwich?" She said with a smile. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 04:22:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would be happy to show you the larder, and then make you what you want."&nbsp; Gerhard opens a large refrigerator, which proves to be stuffed with drinks, foods and condiments of all sorts.&nbsp; He pulls open a drawer.&nbsp; "The meats," he announces dramatically.&nbsp; He proceeds to root through it, and comes out with a package of roast beef.&nbsp; "Here are the goods, but feel free to see if you want something else.&nbsp; Rosie made a deli run yesterday, so pretty much everything is in here."<br><br>He indicates the rest of the fridge.&nbsp; "Do you like mustard?&nbsp; Horseradish?&nbsp; Cheddar?&nbsp; Harvatii?&nbsp; Name it, and if I search in here long enough, I can probably find it.&nbsp; The bread is over there, in the second cabinet on the left.&nbsp; For roast beef, I recommend the rye, but will happily use anything you'd like."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 05:47:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think some Rye, with a couple slabs of beef and cheddar with a dash of horseradish." She said with a grin as she took the food in question to assemble her sandwich. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 05:52:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerhard takes all of the ingredients and holds them up higher than you reach.&nbsp; "Ah, ah.&nbsp; The lady will sit, and let the gentleman make her a sandwich.&nbsp; If you're good, I'll even put a pickle on the side."&nbsp; It seems like a perfectly reasonable request.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 05:56:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay, I shall, though I will be looking for this lady you speak of." She added minxishly. "What was with the 'I'm gonna eat you up' look I got from Kat?" She asked as she waited for the meal to be fixed.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 06:27:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerhard starts assembling lunch.&nbsp; Esi sits down next to you.&nbsp; "Kat is disturbed.&nbsp; I can't say I blame her.&nbsp; We probably shouldn't tease her the way we do, but we all have run out of other ways to handle her.&nbsp; I have no idea whether the teasing makes it worse for her or better."<br><br>"If it were my call, I'd get her out of the service and try to help her.&nbsp; Watching her exist can be painful.&nbsp; However, she is very, very good at what she does and her issues do not in any way interfere with her effectiveness, so the powers that be don't see the problem.&nbsp; As we said earlier, I would put my life in her hands, absolutely without question.&nbsp; If she's got my back, I feel safe."<br><br>Gerhard says while turned away from you, slathering horseradish on bread, "Why does she look at you that way?&nbsp; None of us know."&nbsp; There is something missing from his voice as he says this.&nbsp; He suddenly seems smaller.&nbsp; Less vibrant.&nbsp; He's an almost comical figure in his expensive suit, as if he were trying to make up for personal shortcomings with expensive clothes.&nbsp; "Is she challenging you for pack dominance?&nbsp; Does she feel threatened by you?&nbsp; Does she want to take you to bed and ravish you?&nbsp; Does she hate everyone at first sight and only later figures out where to put them in her social universe?&nbsp; Not that she ever becomes very cheery with anyone.&nbsp; We don't know."<br><br>He turns around, and there is something very sad in his eyes.&nbsp; "You realize that none of this leaves this room, right?&nbsp; Don't even talk about it with Andrew.&nbsp; This is shop floor talk, and management has no need to know."&nbsp; He smiles, and all of a sudden he is the man who can make your heart flutter with a word.&nbsp; "Here you go.&nbsp; I used plenty of horseradish, and your pickle is right there."&nbsp; He sets the playe in front of you.&nbsp; "Service with a smile, my dear."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 06:32:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll smile if you give me the promised pickle." She teases back, surprised at how comfortable she was flirting with him. It was like she had slipped into the role of womanhood with no problem at all. The idea of being upset at a man being so flattering to her was unusual, quaint even. She was a beautiful woman and he was a charming man. Nothing more.<br><br>She took the sandwich and started eating. It was sure to be a good meal, she thought, and she was quickly adjusting to the others. <br><br>"I just a feeling that I'm missing something in her look" She said as she ate. "And it irks me to miss a cue like she's giving. Of course I'm not used to working as part of a team, usually I make a mess on orders and others clean up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 06:42:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We all think we've missed something in her looks," Esi offers.&nbsp; "Though I will admit, she looked at you with an intensity I haven't seen her use before."<br><br>"Indeed," Gerhard interjects.&nbsp; "I confess, I was jealous of you.&nbsp; I have never been able to hold her attention like that.&nbsp; It's a shameful admission, I agree, but nonetheless true."<br><br>He picks up the pickle spear and holds it out to you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 06:46:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She leaned forward and nibbled at it before taking the rest of it with a laugh.<br><br>"Well maybe she saw a spot on my dress or something." Though she doubted that was it. There was a heat of some sort in the gaze. A lust for her or a lust to fight her, either way it was some sort of passion. She had adapted quickly over the last few days, and was starting to notice how men looked at her in appreciation or desire but she still couldn't aways tell what some where thinking. <br><br>"I'm sure one way or another it will come up. Though I fail to see why you'd be jealous of it Gerhard, you seem to be suitably charming on your own."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 06:58:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But that's just it," he wails in mock dismay.&nbsp; "With all my charm, I've never been able to get that sort of reaction.&nbsp; You don't suppose that she's," he waggles his eyebrows, "one of <strong>those</strong> sorts of women, do you?"<br><br>Esi punches him in the shoulder hard enough to produce a grunt of breath.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 07:00:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"One could hope." Mai Lin says dryly with a teasing smile. "Of course that would do profound harm to YOUR ego I'm sure, that there is a woman in this world that wouldn't swoon at the very kiss of your lips on the back of her hand?" She teased with a smile.<br><br>"She might just.. dislike me more, because I'm mostly Chinese."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 07:12:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If I must lose my perfect grade with women, at least I'll lose it to someone as beautiful as you."<br><br>"If she dislikes you more than the rest of us, it doesn't have anything to do with that."&nbsp; Esi sighs.&nbsp; "I don't know, Mai."&nbsp; Her voice trails off uncertainly.&nbsp; "Is it Mai?&nbsp; Mai Lin?&nbsp; Lin?&nbsp; I've never been able to keep oriental names straight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 07:14:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It is Mai Lin, but feel free to call me Mai." She grinned to Gerhart, "Notice I stated not one iota of distaste for men, just don't assume your charm is fully successful on me. I need more than your silvertongued&nbsp; ways to woo me astray."<br><br>She at her sandwich with vigor. "Of course a good sandwich is a start."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 07:20:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerhard puts his hand over his heart.&nbsp; "I shall accept this challenge that you have proclaimed before me.&nbsp; I shall not rest until you have swooned.&nbsp; I shall not rest until I have brought you to the point of surrender.&nbsp; Unless it takes until late tonight, in which case I shall take a nap before continuing my pursuit."<br><br>Esi snorts.&nbsp; "You never promised me anything like this, you Germanic barbarian."<br><br>"You never threw down such a gauntlet, you African witch."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 07:23:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We could start right away if you like. I have to ask though." She leans in close. "Do you like cuffs or to you prefer silken cords?" <br><br>She smiles her minxish smile as she continues. "And I hope you don't bruise easy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 07:29:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, the silken ropes, please.&nbsp; The cuffs might leave ugly marks on your wrists."<br><br>Esi laughs.&nbsp; "Before you go too far, Casanova, perhaps we should explain the rules to her."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 07:30:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Rules?" She asked curiously as she finished her meal with a sigh of satisfaction."I'm teasing, right now I fear I'm not in the mood for someone I know. Next week? Who knows?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 07:39:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's fine," she says, "but some of the rules apply to non-participants.&nbsp; Sleeping with teammates is acceptable, but not management.&nbsp; Sorry if that bursts your plans for Sir Matthew.&nbsp; If you ever let what happens in the bedroom . . ."<br><br>"Or wherever," Gerhard interrupts with a lascivious grin.<br><br>". . . affect what happens on a mission, the rest of us will make your life a living hell.&nbsp; We've had to do it twice, and it worked both times.&nbsp; Don't fuck with us on this.&nbsp; Just as important, you don't ever talk about what goes on between team members.&nbsp; You do not describe what they are like in the sack, or what they say, or anything.&nbsp; You do not even mention that it happened.&nbsp; And, if you ever see two . . ."<br><br>"Or more."<br><br>". . . teammates involved in hanky panky, you don't talk about that, either.&nbsp; This all sounds harsh, but it's proved necessary.&nbsp; We aren't immune to all of the problems that workplace romances can bring, but were also so oversexed that it would be impossible to keep it from happening.&nbsp; There are several bedrooms over there; Kat's using one.&nbsp; Got all that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 07:44:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure, and Sir Matthew would cut it off before putting it in me." She said with a giggle. "As for another team mate, we shall see. I will be checking the social registry and papers to see if some old flames have returned from the Orient. Maybe find someone from home to tie one on."<br>She grins. <br><br>"Or let someone new sweep in. I can handle the rules, like I said I'm used to running solo but I'm flexible."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 07:46:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good.&nbsp; I just wanted to let you know how we run things.&nbsp; I have to be the disciplinarian around here, because the menfolk are too irresponsible and flighty."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 16:05:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So I see, but you seem to have them in hand,"She says indicating Gerhart. "Still I'm sure I can get into trouble in other ways."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 02:05:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Andrew peeks his head in the door.&nbsp; "Okay, Mai Lin.&nbsp; Showtime."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 02:30:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alas I am off to beard the lion in the dragon's lair, it was nice to meet you folks." She says with a bow before she turns to follow Andrew put the door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 02:51:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leads you back to the elevators.&nbsp; "So, first impressions of your teammates?"&nbsp; He presses the Up button.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 02:59:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nice enough, not sure about Kat. She gives out a vibe that I can't read." She admitted 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 03:19:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If you figure it out, let the rest of us know."&nbsp; The elevator arrives, and you head up to the 12th floor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 03:47:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mai Lin nods and follows him as she wonders what to do when she meets the boss. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 04:08:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The elevator opens onto a reception area.&nbsp; The secretary behind the desk is a very attractive redhead.&nbsp; She looks up and purses her lips.&nbsp; "He's waiting."&nbsp; She points at a door over her left shoulder.<br><br>Andrew puts his hand on your shoulders.&nbsp; "Good luck, lassie."&nbsp; He gives you a gentle push towards the door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 04:12:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods and walks thru the door, not showing her nervousness as she looks around the room beyond. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 04:34:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The office is surprisingly small.&nbsp; Smaller than the reception era.&nbsp; The lighting is dim.&nbsp; There are bookcases and a computer on the desk.&nbsp; In the gloom, it takes you a moment to see the man sitting at the desk.<br><br>He is dressed in a black suit, with a white shirt and a blood red tie.&nbsp; He is cadaverously thin.&nbsp; His cheekbones are prominent, but mostly because the flesh is so sunken below them.&nbsp; His is clean shaven, and the grey hair on his skull is sparse.&nbsp; The only reason you can tell he is alive is the way his eyes follow you as you enter.&nbsp; Their intensity is striking even in this lighting.&nbsp; "Good morning, Miss Lin."&nbsp; His tenor voice is strong and clear.&nbsp; "It is a pleasure to meet you."<br><br>The door closes behind you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 04:38:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bowing deeply she replies in turn<br><br>"Good morning your lordship, it is my pleasure to meet you as well."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 04:51:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A smile stretches the skin across his lower face, but does not reveal his teeth.&nbsp; "I have had a report on your mission from Sir Matthew Harrington.&nbsp; He had some interesting things to say about your performance.&nbsp; Tell me how you think you did."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 05:03:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I did my tasks as directed, though I fear my patience with Sir Matthew might have driven me to show a bit of cheek at times that might be unsuitable to a senior member in service to the Crown." Nowhere in her confession was there a hint of apology. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 05:10:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He steeples his fingers.&nbsp; "Tell me what abilities you bring to my Service."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 05:17:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As you know I can sense auras, phase partially as well having enhanced physical abilities and skill in martial arts and the use of my lightning sword." She continued to explain what she knew she of her inherited body. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 05:33:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods politely as you talk.&nbsp; When you finish, he asks, "How are you adjusting to being in a new body?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 05:42:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wilts at the comment. "Not as well as I thought it would seem. I don't suppose you can tell me how I slipped up this time?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 05:50:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do not assume that you slipped up.&nbsp; I am not asking whether you can successfully pretend that you are the original Mai Lin.&nbsp; I am asking how you are adjusting to being in a new and very different body than the one you had before.&nbsp; Physically, mentally and socially."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 05:56:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's a bit confusing at times, dealing with the fragments of her memory and personality. Socially, well I'd love to slap Sir Matthew silly. My old world was not perfect but we tried to judge one by deeds over race.&nbsp; I'm adjusting, though I fear I will never really accept that I'm a lesser person due to my sex or race."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 06:04:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And yet, you are going to have to at least pretend that you have accepted it.&nbsp; You will continue to work with him for a while.&nbsp; I need agents who can act and pretend to be people that they are not.&nbsp; If you cannot do that, you will find yourself doing things such as spending three days sealed in a cramped, secret compartment on an airship, ejected 10,000 feet over the Hindu Kush, killing a bunch of Russians and then figuring out how to walk to Peshawar, all without anyone figuring out that you work for us."<br><br>"Sir Matthew, among other virtues, provides a test for agents I am thinking about promoting.&nbsp; Consider him a exam proctor."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 06:16:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That I can do, though I hope you don't mind me tweaking him from time to time." She says with a minxish smile. "How am I doing on the exam, if I might be cheeky enough to ask sir?" She was curious to see what he had in mind for her. There was something about him that made her want to serve him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 06:29:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmmn.&nbsp; An incomplete so far.&nbsp; I encourage you to tweak Sir Matthew, but finding the line separating the tweaking that he will tolerate and what goes too far is one of the things you need to learn.&nbsp; Study him."<br><br>"How are you adjusting to the urges of your new body?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 06:35:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm still not sure on how to better satisfy them." She said without blushing. "I've explored it and I feel attractions to both to men and women. I am not as meek as Mai Lin was, though I think some of her hungers and needs. I just don't know enough yet to follow up on my urges." By now she was blushing a bit. "A better understanding of Mai Lin's past actions might help put it in context but those memories are fragmented at best. I see a lot of lovers in images but not enough to know how to act."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 06:40:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would advise staying away from any of her past lovers.&nbsp; None were healthy relationships, and you should have the chance to produce disastrous relationships that are all your own."&nbsp; He smiles thinly, still not parting his lips.&nbsp; He exudes a definite, but wholly undefinable, charisma.&nbsp; "There is no need to be embarrassed about any such matters in my presence.&nbsp; I am quite old, and have almost certainly been through situations more humiliating than anything you could tell me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 06:46:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I get the feeling that was the case. She was I'll treated by the tongs and I feel a measure of her rage toasted them. Mostly I think that I would be doing the best by remaining in the service of the Crown. Of all the nations I have heard of and seen, England seems closest to becoming what my world was like. There is a larger measure of tolerance in the Empire at least."<br><br>She smiled sheepishly, as she continued. <br><br>"Plus I feel a debt is owed for the aid you gave her. I know it wasn't charity, but your people gave her more kindness than anyone else and treated her like a person."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 07:00:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you.&nbsp; If you could spread that thought among your fellows, I would appreciate it."<br><br>"I know all about Mai Lin's background.&nbsp; In fact, it and the effects it had upon her are the reason I went to MacGillicuddy owners for a replacement.&nbsp; She had become, unfortunately, a liability for our operations.&nbsp; I sincerely hope that she is in a better place, but I had no more control over that than I did the identity of my new agent."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 07:07:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I confess I was a bit surprised at first but I'm adapting to being a woman quickly enough." She admitted with another blush. "My only true regret is not knowing her life well enough to fit in it better but I'm adjusting to being my own version of Mai Lin. And I like it better than what I know of her." she gave her minxish smile again. <br><br>"If I may sir, what are your plans with me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 07:17:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The first plan is a week's leave to get your bearings.&nbsp; The Service will advance a share of your wages in order to ease your transition to life in a new London.&nbsp; Take this time to learn who you are.&nbsp; Use it to learn who we are, and this world.&nbsp; Use it to have some fun.&nbsp; I recommend satisfying some of those urges, but it is not an order that you do so.&nbsp; Yet.&nbsp; There is a limit to just how much leashed up sexual desire I am prepared to tolerate."<br><br>"Then it will be back to work.&nbsp; Fighting all forces who oppose the will of the Queen.&nbsp; Or more often the Prime Minister.&nbsp; The power really is in Parliament these days.&nbsp; That's when, hopefully, you will be able to unleash those adrenal urges you all get."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 07:22:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you sir." She smiled a bit at being told to go out and get laid. "I'm sure I'll settle into a nice flat and set about getting a warobe together. As for the other..do you any suggestion on where to go?" It wasn't like there'd be such a thing as Craig's list here. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 07:32:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can give you a list of brothels in the city that a discreet visit by an agent would not embarrass the Service.&nbsp; I'll cut that down to the much smaller list that welcomes female customers.&nbsp; Beyond that, I can only advise that you avoid the criminal element, aside from the list of approved madams, and that you avoid any public scandal.&nbsp; The nature of our work and our agents does mean that I am given more leeway by the Government than most civil servants, but it is still narrower than I would wish.&nbsp; Public scandal is best avoided, as I hate having to disown useful agents and then hire them overseas as contractors."<br><br>"Along those lines, sleeping with whites can be problematic if not handled properly, and affairs with other women really must be discreet and not involve public displays of desire.&nbsp; Beyond that, my only order is that you not engage in kinky games of a nature that would impair your ability to perform your duty.&nbsp; Please do not get killed just because you want to see what it's like to be unable to breathe.&nbsp; Replacing you is too expensive for me to tolerate over such silly desires."<br><br>He leans forward and pins you down with his gaze.&nbsp; You see the ruthless spymaster behind the friendly facade.&nbsp; "Let me assure you that dying is not enough to prevent me from making your life miserable."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 07:40:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Though, I might point out sir that it makes me wonder what sort of thing can be worse than death. A long term assignment in this worlds America is a start I'm sure." She says with her minxish smile. "Though truth be told, I would prefer to avoid that and your creative thoughts on the subject. It is always best to strive to please one's boss by not dying." She figured a discrete brothel might help her learn her needs, and despite her teasing of Sir Matthew, she didn't think seducing the gentry was wise at this point.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 07:48:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Keep wondering.&nbsp; That speculation might prevent you from doing something foolish."&nbsp; He looks you over once more.&nbsp; "Dismissed.&nbsp; And try to find some clothes that aren't taken from a penny dreadful."<br><br>Lord Cheswick refocuses on his computer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 07:51:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course sir, I'll check out a fashion sense from the quartermaster." She says as she bows and leaves <br><br>Striding out of the office to go looking for Andrew<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 08:26:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Andrew is chatting with the receptionist.&nbsp; You think, from the way he's leaning on the credenza that he may be sneaking a peak down her blouse, though she isn't making ot very hard to do so.&nbsp; He smiles when you come out and stands up.&nbsp; "So, how'd it go?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 16:13:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm off for a few weeks. To get some decent clothes, get settled in a place in London," she says as she leads the way back to the elevator as she drops her voice for the rest. "And to get myself laid, as discreetly as possible of course. He arranged for my new outlook on life by the way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 18:53:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He has a way of doing that," Andrew agreed amiably.&nbsp; He follows you to the elevator.&nbsp; "Now are you still so disappointed I wouldn't tell you about him?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 19:06:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well he can accept a bit of cheekiness from me, as long as it doesn't interfere with the job at hand or the performance of my duties. I think Mai Lin is about to get a bit more of a cheeky minx, though I will try to keep it subtle and subdued out in public." She said with a grin. "I do think he's got a point about my wardrobe, thought the best of woman's fashions in my world seem sadly absent here. No mini-skirts, thongs or tight pants here." <br><br>"So, how do I set about getting a place of my own and all the other things he told me to do? The getting laid will have to wait a bit yet, though I am beginning to see what you mean about talented folk being a bit more randy than normal." She smiles. "I'm not to break Sir Matthew, he's my 'test'." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 20:03:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, let's take you to the payroll department and get you some money.&nbsp; I've got your voucher right here."&nbsp; He holds up a sheaf of paper, in triplicate.&nbsp; He pushes the elevator button for the fourth floor.&nbsp; "You won't be able to afford much here in the city, unfortunately."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 20:13:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah accountancy lives, no matter what." She said with a chuckle as she followed him. "So evils exist across the multiverse no matter what. All i want is a nice quiet room, or rooms, with a good tub and a quiet polite neighborhood".<br><br><br>"Any suggestions on where a single lady of dubious heritage can live in peace?" She paused as she thought something over. "Was his lordship's secretary as fetching from your angle as she was from mine?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 07:02:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You just described Soho.&nbsp; All the bohemians congregate there, and you'd be fine.&nbsp; It's a bit pricey, but I'm sure you can afford it if you're willing to settle for something small."&nbsp; The elevator descends, and opens on a corridor done in linoleum tile and cheap wallpaper.&nbsp; "Welcome to the heart of the Royal Special Action Service, the play where the money is issued."&nbsp; He steps out, and walks to the right, which opens up on a busy office full of clattering machines.&nbsp; <br><br>He approaches a desk behind which sits a battle axe of a middle aged woman, with gray hair, glasses and what you are sure is a perpetual frown.&nbsp; "Lovely Madelaine.&nbsp; I have a special request."<br><br>"Flattery will get you nowhere, MacGregor," she replies in a nasal voice.&nbsp; "Did you get it properly signed this time, or do I have to point you to the proper office again?"<br><br>Andrew holds his hand to his heart.&nbsp; "Dearest Bureaucrat, I have not altered this document in any way.&nbsp; It comes straight from the desk of the Lich."<br><br>You notice that he never addressed your question about the redhead.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 07:10:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She simply keeps quiet and waits. She figured Soho might work for her, if it was like the modern version she had heard of. She also wondered why he didn't comment on the red head but waited to ask. She shifted a bit while she waited, suddenly feeling a bit flushed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 07:22:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Let me see it," she asks.&nbsp; When he hands over the form, in triplicate, Madelaine harrumphs.&nbsp; She looks through the whole thing.&nbsp; And then does it again.&nbsp; "For this much out of Miscellanious Funds, I need the special waiver form."<br><br>Andrew plucks at the last piece of paper and shows it to her.&nbsp; Madelaine harrumphs again, and reads it.&nbsp; "Very well.&nbsp; I assume you want it in cash.&nbsp; As always."&nbsp; She types into a keyboard.&nbsp; "There you go MacGregor.&nbsp; You can pick up the disbursement at the window."&nbsp; She glares at him.<br><br>"Always a pleasure, Maddie," he says cheerfully.&nbsp; He leads you away, back past the elevators to a cashier's window.&nbsp; They count out 800 pounds, which he hands to you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 07:24:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So, the red head, you dodge my question about her." Mai Lin said with a smile as she put her money away. "And will this be enough for a place, food and clothing?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 07:41:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It depends upon the food, the place and the clothing, but it certainly could."&nbsp; He heads back to the elevator.&nbsp; "Where would you like to go?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 07:45:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"An apartment first, the some more clothing then food and fun. Know anyone who can help me blend in better fashion-wise or I vamp up the china girl look with a chemosong?" She pulled out her fan to fan herself a bit as they got in the elevator. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 08:31:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What, you don't trust my fashion sense?"&nbsp; He indicates his rumpled blue suit and white shirt.&nbsp; "That's probably a wise choice.&nbsp; I'll hook you up with someone.&nbsp; Now, let's go apartment hunting."&nbsp; He leads you out of the building, and towards a Tube station.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 16:40:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Heaven forbid." She said dryly as she walked with him, using her her fan to cool herself off from her flushed feeling. Why did she feel a bit feverish now?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 23:04:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The two of you take the Tube to SoHo and start looking around.&nbsp; It does not take you long to find a To Let sign.&nbsp; It doesn't take you long to arrange for a flat with two small rooms, and a very nice tub.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 23:10:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Paying her deposit and rent she looks around, still fanning herself with her fan as she smiles to Andrew. <br><br>"Just about right. I can work about getting something more than the old couch and that lovely brass bed though" She says as she signed her name on the forms and looked around HER home now. It was like when she got her first apartment all over again. Of course that had literally been another lifetime. She counted out her funds and sat down as she adjusted her top, it was as if she was a bit swollen at this point, everything seemed so tight and despite the chill of the London air she was feeling a bit feverish and warm.<br><br>"I saw a few shows and cafes to buy food from, and I imagine a few discrete bars and clubs to hang around in." She said as she considered her options and dropped her small suitcase on the nearby bed. "So, we need to see about getting me properly clothed for London fashion. You sure I shouldn't just dress in oriental silk outfits and vamp things up a bit?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 04:06:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amdrew laughs.&nbsp; "It depends entirely upon how much time you plan to spend in SoHo.&nbsp; Here, that would be absolutely perfect.&nbsp; I do suggest getting some things to wear to work, though."<br><br>One month's rent was 300 pounds, plus the security deposit of another 100.&nbsp; "We'll get a bite to eat, and I'll call a fashion expert while we're there."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 04:14:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds like a plan. We can do that if you think it's best. Is it just me or is it a bit stuffy?" She asked as sje fanned herself. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 04:42:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We can open some windows.&nbsp; Beyond that, it's a problem with small apartments.&nbsp; Let's go get lunch."&nbsp; He leads you to a sidewalk cafe.&nbsp; While you're waiting for service, he pulls a device out of his pocket and opens it up.&nbsp; He uses a small rotary dial&nbsp; and holds it to his ear.&nbsp; "Hello, Liz, it's your father.&nbsp; Do you have classes this afternoon?"&nbsp; He pauses.&nbsp; "Great.&nbsp; I was hoping you could do a favor for me."&nbsp; You think you can hear an agitated voice from the other end of the line.&nbsp; "No, no, honey, you'll like this one.&nbsp; I promise."&nbsp; Pause.&nbsp; "No, I won't be in charge.&nbsp; If you want, I won't even come along."&nbsp; Pause.&nbsp; "Nothing like that.&nbsp; I just have a new coworker who has arrived in London with very little in the way of possessions, and the young woman doesn't trust me to help pick out new clothes."&nbsp; He smiles at you.&nbsp; "Yes, I agree that that's smart on her part, which is why I called you.&nbsp; Will you go shopping with her."&nbsp; Andrew mouths, 'Kids.'&nbsp; "Yes, I told you you would like this one.&nbsp; I'm almost doing you a favor.&nbsp; Just don't get too carried away.&nbsp; She does need to wear some of this stuff to the office."&nbsp; Pause.&nbsp; "No, I don't mean things that are bullet resistant.&nbsp; Just stuff that won't raise His Holiness' blood pressure too much."&nbsp; Pause.&nbsp; "Indeed.&nbsp; We're at Lucy's in SoHo.&nbsp; If you get here quickly enough, I'll buy you lunch."&nbsp; He rolls his eyes.&nbsp; "I love you too, honey.&nbsp; I'll see you in a bit."<br><br>Andrew closes the phone.&nbsp; "Sorry.&nbsp; Getting a proper consultant always requires negotiation."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 05:10:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So, your daughter." She purred, teasing him as she opened a window. "Sure you trust the randy chinese girl?" She held up a hand.<br><br>"I know that you'd kill me if I did anything to your sweet lovely lady." She grins at him as she lets the air cool her off with little success. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 05:15:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wouldn't have to do anything to you.&nbsp; Elizabeth is a terror in her own right.&nbsp; Being the father of someone with powers has been . . . educational, let's say."&nbsp; He sips his beer.&nbsp; "If you beat up all the boyfriends, you end up with a real problem.&nbsp; I think her mother adapted better than I did."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 05:26:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That a warning or a 'on your own head'?" She asked as she closed her window and motioned for him to lead the way out of the apartment. <br>"And why don't I get the feeling that I don't want to meet your wife?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 05:33:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Both, really.&nbsp; I'd prefer it if Elizabeth didn't get involved with employees of the Service, but I recognized a long time ago that these are things that are out of my control.&nbsp; All I can do is wait and help her pick up the pieces.&nbsp; She's still adjusting to the fact that sex for the enhanced is different and just doesn't contain the same emotional content as it does for others.&nbsp; Unless, of course, you have a saint for a spouse."<br><br>"As for you meeting Mary, I should probably be more frightened of the possibility than you.&nbsp; It would inevitably lead to me being outnumbered four to one, rather than the usual three to one, when Elizabeth is at home."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 05:39:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't think she'd fancy me anyway. I'm a bit, if only a few years, older than her and remember I lived 45 years before stepping into this skin." She smiled as she walked out. "I imagine I shall have to find some discrete nob to woo me. I just hope that he or she is willing to spoil me while keeping me on the side. I don't think I'll ever have the time for a real social life."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 06:03:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's not just the time.&nbsp; You'll also learn that most normals will find your extended presence to be disturbing or unsettling.&nbsp; Long term relationships are hard for us.&nbsp; It's one of the reasons why, despite the best intentions some of us have, we all seem to end up doing dangerous jobs that involve a lot of travel and opportunities to take our frustrations out on some other poor slob."&nbsp; He filches a chip from your plate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 06:08:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Usually because said slob tries to double cross us or hurt a lot of people she says as she steals his pickle. "I'm still learning the job but a lot of what I heard about Mai Lin's jobs were to keep things like the Heart I didn't get from falling into the wrong hands. Granted she did it to kill a lot of the Tong members as well."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 06:13:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My father, poor man, is a pacifist and, truth be told, something of a Socialist.&nbsp; His dismay when I joined the Army caused quite a rift that we've done our best to patch up over the years.&nbsp; He's big in the Free Germany movement, which I simply can't abide.&nbsp; Mind you, This was right about the time the world was first trying to come to grips with the idea of the enhanced, and the two of us didn't handle it very well."<br><br>"You owe me a pickle."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 06:16:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Take it out of the fries you've been stealing." She retorted back. "I'm going to have to read a bunch of history books to catch up aren't I?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 06:23:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Most likely.&nbsp; Every world seems to work out in a way that is strange to anyone from elsewhere."&nbsp; He smiles.&nbsp; "Fries.&nbsp; No one is going to believe that you are British if you call deep fried slices of potatoes fries."&nbsp; <br><br>A cheery voice behind you causes a start.&nbsp; "Hello, Daddy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 06:29:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mai Lin looks over at the voice thinking it was way too pretty sounding to be related to Andrew. She felt her body stir at the voicem, making her realize that she hadnt been feverish but horny. <br><em>Might need to look that list of discreet places sooner than I thought</em>, she realized with a start. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 06:36:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A young woman, who takes after either her mother or an illicit lover, hurries over and gives Andrew a hug from behind.&nbsp; She is medium height, with long blonde hair in a ponytail and a slim but athletic build.&nbsp; You would guess that she's in her early 20s.&nbsp; She looks over at you.&nbsp; "So, is this the poor woman who has had to endure your company?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 06:40:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He steals my chips from me." She says with a wicked grin. "I'm Mai Lin." As she bows, telling her libido to get stuffed again. She was o ly a little younger than herself it noted back. And pretty, it added. <br><br>"I'm supposed to dress more like a Londoner." She added with a shy smile
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 06:56:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmmn.&nbsp; Well, there are a lot of different kinds of Londoners."&nbsp; She pats Andrew's shoulders&nbsp; "Boring ones and interesting ones to start with."&nbsp; She is dressed in jeans and a tight t-shirt with a light leather jacket over it.<br><br>"He steals everyone's chips.&nbsp; I think it's a territorial dominance thing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 10:07:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"let's go with interesting and just a few boring ones for work." She says with a grin. "I took his pickle."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 00:37:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And he didn't bite your fingers off?&nbsp; I'm surprised."&nbsp; She leans on Andrew.&nbsp; "So, can I borrow the card?"<br><br>"You're an adult.&nbsp; You should buy your own clothes."<br><br>"What," she replies with outrage.&nbsp; "You ask me to go out and shop as a favor for you, but I'm supposed to do it without any money?&nbsp; I won't be able to buy anything myself."<br><br>Andrew leans back so he can look up at her.&nbsp; "What did you spend your allowance on?"<br><br>"Beer and hookers.&nbsp; The usual."<br><br>"Oh.&nbsp; Okay then.&nbsp; Just remember that the bill doesn't come to me.&nbsp; You're going to have to justify all of your spending to your mother."<br><br>"Like she wouldn't understand the basic inequity here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 01:41:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He has to answer for such breakages." She said back, watching the two f them talk. "It does seem only fair Andrew since need nearly everything for clothing and I have to keep some to eat with later." She says with a cute pout. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 01:45:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, great.&nbsp; I'm surrounded.&nbsp; I surrender."&nbsp; He reaches into his pocket and hands a card over to Liz.&nbsp; "You two go ahead.&nbsp; I'll take care of the check here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 01:55:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You a sweet boy." she purred as she let his girl take charge. "So, can you help me look fetching and professional for work?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 02:05:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, absolutely.&nbsp; Let's get the business stuff out of the way first.&nbsp; Though, without Dad around, we can be a bit more daring even with that."&nbsp; She seems very bubbly and happily.&nbsp; She leads you down some narrow streets and then out onto one of the main shopping drags.&nbsp; "Here we go," she chirps.&nbsp; She leads you to a largish store, with suits in the windows.&nbsp; "Here we go.&nbsp; They do as well as possible."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 02:22:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Bleh." She says as she looks over the stiff dresses that would match work. "Just one or two, I'm not going to need too many formal outfits. It's not that we don't have to look formal often, but.. you know how it is. Folk like your father and I are given, accommodations."<br><br>She smiles as she walks with her.<br><br>"So, let's get a few suits, some slacks and such. And the essentials like underwear and such." <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 02:34:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pish.&nbsp; Ignore that crap.&nbsp; Men's suits on women is really in.&nbsp; Restyled a bit, of course, since we know what we're doing.&nbsp; Fuck that starched crap."&nbsp; She pulls the door open and strides in.&nbsp; "So, do you like pinstripes?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 02:38:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know about that." She said with a grin. "Pinstripes can make you look fat." <br><br>She looked at a suit. "I think something solid would be nice. That way I can merely flatter them with my awesome figure and still blend in. Of course I need a few 'naughties' for my off time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 02:44:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Never go to work in a suit if you aren't wearing a silk, tiger print thong.&nbsp; It gives you something to think about if you get too bored."&nbsp; She starts fingering cloth and comparing them to you.&nbsp; "You'd look better in grey than in brown, but so does everyone else."<br><br>You notice price tags, and these suits would eat up a fair amount of your cash.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 02:53:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't have too much, maybe get one suit starting out." She said as she showed her funds. "Still have to eat to." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 02:59:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz makes a face at you.&nbsp; "Why do you think I got the card?&nbsp; I've got plenty of clothes.&nbsp; There's no way you should have to dress yourself on what the government pays you.&nbsp; Dad does, and look at the results."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 03:06:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He's middle management, my minder in part." She pointed out with a laugh. "So we get what two suits and then go shopping for the rest?"<br><br>She wasn't looking forward to getting down to her underwear, she realized with a start. She was also eying every interesting man and woman that passed by with interest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 03:12:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He's everyone's minder.&nbsp; That abbreviates to being nosy."&nbsp; She continues to look.&nbsp; "Yes, two suits, a few blouses, two pairs of sensible shoes and then fun stuff.&nbsp; One blue and one grey, or do you want to go with a more girly color on a man's suit?"&nbsp; She looks at you, holding out something in peach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 03:20:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think something in burgundany or possibly a dark green might work for me." She motioned over her complexion and features. "I think I must play up being the exotic in the room."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 03:24:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes.&nbsp; Green, definitely.&nbsp; Green looks fabulous on you."&nbsp; She points to your current dress.&nbsp; She starts digging through the rack.&nbsp; "Ugh.&nbsp; Double breasted.&nbsp; Just, no."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 03:27:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course." She purred as she looked over the outfits, trying to find something that called to her. "I am half tempted to go for 'exotic dragon lady' look."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 03:30:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Long, thin cigarette holder?&nbsp; Hair piled on head?&nbsp; Really, really thin eyebrows?&nbsp; I can see that."&nbsp; She holds out a three piece suit in a light grey.&nbsp; "Hmmn.&nbsp; I don't know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 03:35:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I should try it on. And I don't smoke, I already have enough bad habits." She said with a grin. "You can't imagine how many."<br><br>She takes the suit and looks around for the nearest changing room. <br><br>"I suspect you're wanting to take me to a beauty salon as well from the sound of that last comment."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 03:42:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz tries to look innocent.&nbsp; "Only if you insist.&nbsp; And beg, maybe."&nbsp; She points you towards the changing rooms.&nbsp; "Look at the color.&nbsp; I may have erred in recommending grey.&nbsp; We'll see.&nbsp; And don't even think about taking it off before you model it for me.&nbsp; I am not going to have my parents pay for clothes if I don't get to see you in them."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 03:56:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fair enough, though don't expect me to model everything we buy today. I doubt you'd be interested in seeing me in some of the things I want."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 04:02:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry.&nbsp; I didn't realize we were shopping for oversized flannel pajamas and rubber raincoats.&nbsp; The right rubber raincoat could be nice, but we'll have to go to a different part of town for those."&nbsp; She winks at you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 04:06:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now now.. last thing I want is your dad throwing cars at me for hitting on his girl." Mai Lin teases as she heads back to put on the suit. Soon enough she is stepping out to show off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 04:08:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No one said you were going to have to hit on me.&nbsp; Now go try on that suit.&nbsp; With that body, I really want to play dress up."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 04:16:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know it's been a LIFETIME since I got laid, so be careful how far you go my dear." Mai says with a wink as she takes the suit and heads inot the changing room again. "Your father said I'd have to beat up a lot of guys if I push it too far."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 04:20:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know what you do for a living.&nbsp; You're going to have to beat up a lot of guys regardless," she says through the curtain.&nbsp; "Half of them are going to enjoy it, but still."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 04:25:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm looking for other outlets right now. You shouldn't tease my dear, it's been a bit since I worked off certain appettites and despite his relaxed attitude I doubt your father wants me trying to seduce you. So simply aid my fashion deficiencies and make sure we get something nice for me to tease the other girls and boys with."<br><br>She steps out and spins around for her. "You like?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 04:36:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, I do."&nbsp; She leans close.&nbsp; "Now, seriously for a moment.&nbsp; I can tell you need it bad.&nbsp; I have extraordinarily good senses, and I can smell you.&nbsp; You're gorgeous, and you're fun.&nbsp; I would really like to go to bed with you, and I'm 23, so my father can go to hell.&nbsp; Even if he did mean any of what he told you."&nbsp; She backs off.&nbsp; "But, if you really don't want to, just tell me and I'll back off."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 04:41:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do.." She blushed as she felt her body stir. "I really do. And.. I am a bit.. special in my needs." She ducked her head as she tried to work through her feelings. The part of her that had been Kyle wasn't too sure how to go, the part that had been Mai and left behind wanted her to take charge. Kiss her. Back her against the wall and take charge of the matter. It was clear that she was unsure of what to say. <br><br>She blushed as she nibbled on her lip nervously.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 04:45:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz steps forward and hugs you.&nbsp; "Just let me know what you want.&nbsp; All of our needs are special, and if I can't deliver for you, I'll help you find someone who can."&nbsp; She pulls you tight.&nbsp; "Don't spend so much time in government offices that you think all of us Brits are uptight and will only have sex in the missionary position.&nbsp; I'd be surprised if you can shock me.&nbsp; I spent one six week vacation with an American so repressed and so kinky we went through an entire adult bookstore."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 04:50:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I like.. dominant women." She said with a blush as the Mai Lin part won over. "A woman who takes me, spoils me perhaps, take charge of things." She puts a hand to brush her hair out of her face. "Show me care and how to be beautiful and appealing to her."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 04:55:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks at you seriously.&nbsp; "I can do that, if you want.&nbsp; Actually, I think I should, to start.&nbsp; Honestly, I don't like the idea of you wandering London, trying to get laid.&nbsp; I don't think that you're exactly the little Chinese girl you look like, but I'm also pretty sure that you're unfamiliar with the big city.&nbsp; At a minimum, please let me take you out tonight and we'll find you someone to fuck.&nbsp; Together."&nbsp; She giggles.&nbsp; "I meant the finding part, but the fucking part's okay, too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 05:06:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You might be right." She said, her blush fading. "But be less tenative, take charge. Tell me what we're doing. Dress me up. Pin against a wall and kiss me. Be decisive. Make me hungry for your attention."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 05:12:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods.&nbsp; "All right."&nbsp; She takes your shoulders and turns you around.&nbsp; "Now, get out of that suit.&nbsp; I have another one I want to see you in.&nbsp; Wait for me to bring it to you."&nbsp; She swats your ass.&nbsp; "Go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 05:18:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course," She felt a thrill run though her as the other woman took charge. It was a small but delightful rush of pleasure as she stepped into the changing booth to change out of the suit, looking at the woman in the mirror. It was clear that she was anticipating something. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 05:24:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You have to wait a couple of moments after you undress.&nbsp; Then the door opens, and an attractive arm holds out a deep green three piece suit on a hanger.&nbsp; "There you go, honey.&nbsp; Knock me out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 05:29:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, of course." She said as she quickly dressed. "So, you have abilities too?" She asked as she pulled on the outfit. Watching her reflection as she dressed.<br><br>&nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 05:35:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You should ask me for permission before asking a question like that.&nbsp; Show me what you look like."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 05:36:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course." She comes out of the room. "Does this look good enough to merit the question miss?" She asked a bit meekly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 05:50:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Turn around."&nbsp; She looks at you as you do.&nbsp; "It should be tighter across the ass, but compromises must be made with the government.&nbsp; Pick your fights carefully."&nbsp; She smooths the fabric along your hips.&nbsp; "Change back out of this.&nbsp; We have two suits.&nbsp; Now we move on to better things.&nbsp; We'll start with lingerie."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 05:59:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course." She finishing spinning around for her. Feeling a thrill at the possessive air in her now. The idea of undressing for her all the way sent a shiver though her. "I assume you'll want me to model all sorts of things then?"<br><br>She felt a thrill at the more possessive manner she was being treated with. It wasn't quite right, but getting there. She stepped into the booth and undressed, taking her time now as she watched the woman in the mirror, slipping off the jacket as she hummed a tune. Slowly unbuttoning the shirt and slowly working her way out of the outfit bit by bit as she considered how fun it would be to dance for her 'guide' and 'tutor'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 06:04:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Come along, girl," you hear through the curtain.&nbsp; "We have more interesting shopping to do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 06:10:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course Liz." She says as she pulls on her clothing, making it a dance as well. She imagined playing things up for the girl, her instinct coming to the for to tease her a bit. She had given the other woman a bit more control, but it didn't mean she had to be a meek little sheep. She could be a tease, she decided as she dressed, adding another touch of perfume as she finished up.<br><br>"Sorry, had to make sure I was dressed properly." She says with a smile as she flutters her fan to draw Liz's eye towards her cleavage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 06:14:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz examines you, from head to toe.&nbsp; "Well, we have a lot of work to do," she says, with a slight frown.&nbsp; She hands you the grey suit and turns towards the counter.&nbsp; The girl behind the register watches interestedly as she approaches.&nbsp; "We'll take these two suits."&nbsp; Liz waves idly towards you over her shoulder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 06:21:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She took the suits as she fell in step with Liz, pouting that she wasn't gaining a smile from her. She kept close to let her scent register as she let Liz take care of the bill. <br>&nbsp;<br>"I have to admit I'm not used to suits much." She said with a blush as she waited for Liz to take her to their next stop. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 06:25:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No one should have to get used to suits, but the world has not realized its inadequacies yet."&nbsp; Liz strides confidently forward.&nbsp; "We should find a locker.&nbsp; We're going to end up with more stuff than we want to spend all afternoon carrying around."&nbsp; She starts looking for one, but is also clearly moving in a specific direction down the street.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 06:29:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Or we could put them in my flat, it's close by." She says as she keeps close to Liz. Teasing her with her voice, a touch of husky need, and the click-click of her heels by here. She kept close, but not touching, to let Liz watch her as she led the way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 06:37:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We'll do that."&nbsp; She follows behind you.&nbsp; "After this, you are to walk a step and a half behind me, as befits the subordinate.&nbsp; However, I want to see more hip swing in your stride.&nbsp; I want everyone on the street to think that you are fuckable."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 06:47:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course." She said, giving Liz a bit of saucy walk to enjoy. "I'd like to be on your arm though, to be there for you."&nbsp; She added with a blush at her forthrightness.<br><br>"To be fetching for you, to tantalize you and to flirt a bit." She admitted with her boldness. "I want you to make me pretty and enjoy the sight of me." She added, feeling her body stir again at the idea. "To see me flirt and primp and know that it's for you, even though all can watch me." She looked down a bit, her blush deepening. "I especially want to know you find me pleasing and attractive, having you touch and watch me." She nibbles on her lip as she feels that she'd been a bit 'cheeky' to the woman. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 06:54:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You arrive at your apartment.&nbsp; Once you open the door and walk in, Liz follows, and then pushes you against the wall.&nbsp; She kicks the door shut, and moves up against you.&nbsp; "I would have played any role you wanted for me, but you picked my favorite.&nbsp; I own you.&nbsp; You do not breathe unless I give you permission."&nbsp; She reaches between your legs, into the space revealed by your skirt.&nbsp; "I can smell you.&nbsp; I can hear you, when your breath catches.&nbsp; I can see you twitch."&nbsp; She smiles down at you, a feral expression and her fingers touch your undergarments.&nbsp; "I will make you scream.&nbsp; Do you like pain?"&nbsp; She leans down and gently takes your lip between her teeth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 07:02:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned at the probing fingers in her underwear. She felt a rush of pleasure as she let Liz pin her against the wall, and whimpered at the need she felt. She liked that momentary feeling of helplessness.<br><br>"Pain.. not so much." She said as she stopped just short of kissing her back, giving another moan. "Feeling someone take charge, make me feel tamed is a rush. More than those few times I like being the tigress in charge." She squirmed to get another rush of pleasure. "Pin me against a wall, tie me down, make me imagine what it would be like to be helpless..though we both know that I'm not. To trust someone to be in charge and in control, to be the one doing pleasuring."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 07:05:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Your lip slips out of her teeth, and she fixes her mouth to yours, kissing you urgently, pushing your head tight to the wall.&nbsp; Her fingers slide inside your underwear, finding your flesh.&nbsp; She doesn't release the kiss, but you hear her growl.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 07:11:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling the rush of pleasure as Liz took charge and kissed her hungrily. She felt her body melt as Liz took charge. She let her hands roam to return the pleasure that Liz brought her, undoing her pants as she growled back into the kiss. She wanted to have her drag her to the bed an throw her onto it. Pull all her clothes off and tease her mercilessly till she was ready to grant her a glorious release.<br><br>She wanted to truly be Mai Lin, and somehow knew that Liz could make that happen. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 07:19:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz unties the laces of your corset, and starts to loosen it with her free hand as she kisses you.&nbsp; With her other hand, she slides two fingers inside you, lubricated by your wetness.&nbsp; When your corset is unlaced, she lets it fall to the ground.&nbsp; She the starts playing with your exposed nipples, rolling one between forefinger and thumb.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 07:26:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mai purrs in a contented husky voice as she arches her body at the thrust of Liz into her. She closed her eyes, but her hands kept working at her pants, undressing Liz as best she could. Pulling down the pants she slides her hands up, looking for a way to pull the shirt off and return the favors the other woman was giving her. <br><br>"Mmmmm, need the shirt off." She groaned as she felt herself tighten around those wonderful fingers, her hands sliding upwards to slide Liz out of her bra, her hands under the shirt, teasing Liz's breasts and nipples in turn. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 07:39:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz breaks the kiss.&nbsp; "What you need is my concern, not yours.&nbsp; You do not demand anything.&nbsp; You undress me only if I will it."&nbsp; With each statement, she slams her fingers into you.&nbsp; "If I am busy doing something, then you ask politely whether I will allow you to interfere with it, or you keep your desires to yourself.&nbsp; Is that clear?"&nbsp; Her fingers began to unlace the skirt that half covered Mai Lin's legs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 07:48:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, unable to speak as Liz's intensity stills her voice. She wanted to be active in this moment. She wanted to please the woman. She wanted the woman to continue dominating the encounter. To be taken. She moaned gently as she felt her body peak with each hard thrust into her. It fulfilled a need she had barely realized she had been hungering for. <br><br>And with each thrust, her concerns about this life faded more and more. She knew now she had chosen rightly. This was a life she needed to live. Mai Lin needed to escape her life, to put the pain behind her, and Kyle had needed a life full of duty and action. She felt the worries that she had chosen wrongly fade as she looked into the hungry eyes of Liz. It was all she could do to find the strength to speak.<br><br>"Of course.. I only wish to please you as you are doing with me.." She lowered her eyes. "mistress."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 07:52:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good."&nbsp; Your skirt falls away from your body, leaving you in nothing but boots, stockings, panties and sleeves.&nbsp; She pulls the panties down as far as they will go under your garters.&nbsp; "This is not where I am going to fuck you.&nbsp; Down on your hands and knees, and crawl to your bed."&nbsp; Her fingers withdraw from inside you, leaving a void.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 08:04:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt a flare of dissonance, the tone of the command was right but she hungered to be led. Still, to be taken to bed, she wanted that. She dropped to her knees and crawled towards her bed, the need growing in her now that Liz had taken her hand from her. <br><br>She crawled, a measured pace that her instinct told her to. She could feel some of Mai's memories surface, one lady taking her as a lover. It was tantalizing vision she could barely make out. She came to the bed and looked back as she slid onto it posed for Liz.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 08:09:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz stood over you, eying you hungrily.&nbsp; "Touch yourself."&nbsp; She pulled off her shirt and undid her bra.&nbsp; It revealed lush breasts.&nbsp; "Make yourself moan.&nbsp; And no faking."&nbsp; She finished the job of removing her pants, and slid out of her underwear.&nbsp; You see her naked before you.&nbsp; Full hips, and a woman's figure.&nbsp; Young, smooth skin.&nbsp; A thatch of blonde pubic hair.&nbsp; "Make yourself ready for me."&nbsp; And hungry, hungry eyes.<br><br>She licks her lips looking at you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 08:16:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded as she knelt on her bed and slid a hand down to tease her sex as her other hand reached up to tease her breast. Slowly working herself back up to full arousal as she closed her eyes and let her instincts guide her. She imagined Liz pushing her back and binding her to the bed frame and ravishing her. The image was thrilling and arousing as she opened her eyes with a long moan as her lower hand worked in and out. She felt her body rise to the teasing but it wasn't half as thrilling as the thought of Liz doing the same things to her. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 08:24:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good girl."&nbsp; Liz slides onto the bed, and straddles Mai Lin's stomach.&nbsp; You can feel her pubic hair tickle your skin.&nbsp; "Now, what should I do to you?"&nbsp; One hand sneaks behind her and starts stroking your pussy.&nbsp; She leans forward, until her right breast is poised over your mouth.&nbsp; Two fingers slide back into you as she reaches behind your head with her other hand.&nbsp; It pulls your mouth up to her tit as her thumb comes to rest on your clit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 08:30:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moans as Liz moves in and takes charge. It felt right to let the other woman guide her in their love making. She savored the scent of Liz on top of her as she put her lips to the presented breast. She nipped it gently before running her tongue over it as it reacted to her teasing. <br><br>The feeling of Liz pushing into her brought her back to full arousal and she moaned again as she worked on pleasing the woman on top of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 08:35:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's a pity I don't have my strap-on with me.&nbsp; Maybe later."&nbsp; She hisses as you nip her breast.&nbsp; "Very good, girl.&nbsp; Very good."&nbsp; She releases you head, but continues to pump her fingers into your sex.&nbsp; <br><br>"Now, let's see if we can't prevent you from getting yourself into trouble."&nbsp; She pulls the fastening at your throat open.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 08:47:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded as she squirmed to help Liz to undress her. She looked up into Liz's eyes as she felt her body's responses build towards a peak. She moved to let herself be full undressed, curious to see what comes next. She licked her lips as she looked over the woman's body above her. The conflict was barely there now, she felt herself more and more as Mai than Kyle. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 08:59:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz pulled the garment down your arms until it reached your elbows.&nbsp; "There.&nbsp; That should keep your hands from doing things that they shouldn't."&nbsp; She rolls off of you, removing her fingers.&nbsp; "Now, at this point, I would usually endeavour to find out just how long I can keep you aroused without letting you cum.&nbsp; However, we have more shopping to do before the stores close, so I don't have six hours to spare."&nbsp; She lowers her face and sucks one of your nipples into her mouth.&nbsp; One hand traces lazy circles across your belly, slowly moving downwards.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 09:05:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned as she let Liz pin her arms, knowing that she could get free easily. The thrill of being helpless made her body respond even more rigorously to Liz's teasing. She wanted her to bring her to the edge again and again, lingering on the brink for as long as she could though she was sure that she was far too sensitive to keep on edge for as long as Liz wanted. <br><br>Another smaller part of her wanted to return Liz's teasing with some of her own, but she kept it under wraps as she realized that Liz needed something from this as much as she did. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 09:12:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Your nipple pops out of her mouth, and Liz looks up at you with a grin.&nbsp; She pivots and swings a leg over you, so that she is facing your legs.&nbsp; She lowers her face to your crotch, and her crotch towards your face, though it stops with her pussy six inches away.&nbsp; "Look, but don't touch."&nbsp; You feel her tongue swipe across the top of your pubic hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 09:18:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned as she felt Liz's tongue teasing her sex, and she nearly lost control and set to work returning Liz's attentions in turn. The blond's command halted her impulse to do so as she lay on her back and closed her eyes as the daring woman's tongue teased and thrilled her. She squirmed and moaned as she looked down the length of her body to watch Liz at work. She hungered to return those delightful feelings in kind, to serve her mistress in kind. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 09:24:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her mouth breaks contact.&nbsp; "Are you looking?&nbsp; I'm going to quiz you about what my pussy looks like, and you won't like it if you fail."&nbsp; She leans back into her work, and slowly slides her tongue downwards.&nbsp; It crosses briefly over your clit, and then finds the folds between your inner and outer labia.&nbsp; She licks insistently all around your sex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 09:40:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned as she turned her eyes upward to the slit above her. She hungered to touch it, tease it like her own was teased, to lick and nibble at it. To part her lips and push inward with hand, tongue, and toys if allowed. She wondered what it tasted like, and what sounds Liz would make as she explored it. Would she moan, pant or squeal?<br><br>She purred and moaned as Liz worked her body to a peak, barely able to keep enough focus to do as her mistress bade her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 09:47:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz worked you.&nbsp; She drove you to heights of frenzy,&nbsp; Then, when you thought you couldn't take any more, she said.&nbsp; "Now.&nbsp; Taste me.&nbsp; Scream into my pussy as I make you cum.&nbsp; Make me feel your passion in my flesh."&nbsp; Her sex lowers until you can smell her arousal.&nbsp; Then it touches your lips, and her weight sinks onto your mouth.&nbsp; Her tongue circles your clit, and then stabs at it.&nbsp; It flicks up and down, touching off your orgasm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 09:56:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mai, now truly and forever Mai, moaned with delight as she came, pushing into Liz as her body came with true vigor. She teased the little nub at the top of her slit before pushing her tongue in to fully taste her and have her in the way she hungered to have her. <br><br>Now, as she explored her lover's body in the manner she was allowed, she felt complete and whole finally. She explored Liz's sex, seeking to return the pleasure that she had just received.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 10:00:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz licked at your clit until your orgasm was spent.&nbsp; Then she sat up, letting her weight settle more fully upon you.&nbsp; "Work me.&nbsp; Lick my clit.&nbsp; Make me cum"&nbsp; Her hips began to grind, smearing her juices all over Mai ;in's face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 10:07:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mai works with renewed vigor as she comes down from her climaxes, still aglow with her mistress' work. She probes with her tongue, teasing the most sensitive parts of her lover's sex, seeking to drive her wild with her tongue. She almost broke out of her restraints to add her hands to it, but managed to keep from exceeding her role in their love making. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 10:11:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz groaned.&nbsp; She ordered Mai Lin to work harder, but her commands rapidly became incoherent.&nbsp; You can sense as she tightens, and hear a long groan.&nbsp; Her wetness fills your mouth as she climaxes.&nbsp; At last, she deflates, and then turns to lie by your side.&nbsp; "Very good.&nbsp; That was wonderful."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 10:24:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you mistress," She purred as looked the other woman over, hungrily. She felt restored and eager to do more. Had she the goods on hand she would have loved to massage her in warm oils. She realized that her needs were many, as were her appetites. Sometimes she needed to taken, other times she would hunger to be the taker. For the first time dice the carnival though she felt complete. A real woman. <br><br>"May I kiss you now?" She asked curiously, unsure that Liz might want to continue the roles they had set.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 10:49:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, you may."&nbsp; She waits for you to do so, then asks.&nbsp; "I have no idea whether you want to extend it beyond going to bed.&nbsp; Honestly, I'm not much into the 24/7 thing, but can do my best if you want, until you can find someone else."&nbsp; She looks at you and giggles.&nbsp; "You are fabulous, Mai Lin.&nbsp; I insist on doing this again some time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 18:00:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm a bit of a switch. I needed a bit of a Dom right now." She said with a chuckle. "But publically, I want to hang on your arm and flirt if possible, maybe sneak a few kisses here and there." She leaned down to kiss Liz's flat belly, working upward a kiss at a time. <br><br>"One day I might want to hang you from a coat hook and watch you moan as I thrust in and out of you with a strap on, but right now if we weren't pressed for time and missing the materials I want to lay you out on the bed and massage you with oils till you're nothing but a limp rag doll whose every secret spot I know." She blushes a bit a she looks up. "Or have you pin me to the bed and ravage with a toy. Sadly, we have to go." She nipped at Liz's breasts. "So, can you handle a quirky girl like me?" <br><br>She continued kissing and nibbling upwards as she spoke, till she was right at Liz's lips with the last question. Idly she wondered it they had some of the kinky items of her old world, she'd love to pain Liz in liquid latex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 07:45:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs.&nbsp; "Fortunately, don't need to handle you by myself.&nbsp; In case no one has told, it's senseless for us to proclaim monogamy, even if I wanted to, which I don't."&nbsp; Her fingers trace through your pubic hair.&nbsp; "Perhaps we shall find a girl, and I'll fuck her mouth while you do her ass.&nbsp; Or a guy, if you like."&nbsp; The last sentence is said in a way that makes it clear that it isn't her first choice.<br><br>Liz suddenly bounces off the bed and starts grabbing her clothes.&nbsp; "Come on.&nbsp; I want to play dress up with you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 07:52:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think it might be fun to have you dress me up." She purred as she dressed with her. "I know it's always fun having you undress me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 07:56:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So, what's your idea of fun when it comes to clothes?&nbsp; Skimpy and tarty?&nbsp; Elegant?&nbsp; Borderline illegal?"&nbsp; She finishes dressing, obviously excited by the idea of shopping with you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 08:01:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Something that draws your eye, and makes you want to undress me." She says impishly as she leans over to kiss Liz. "And of course to make me look pretty on your arm." She smiles as she finishes dressing and offers her that arm. <br><br>"So what would you like, something that highlights my cleavage or something that hugs every curve for you to look over?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 08:07:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"One of each.&nbsp; Or both together.&nbsp; We'll get a range of stuff.&nbsp; Something appropriate for all of the different times I'll want you on my arm.&nbsp; Or on my leash."&nbsp; She kisses you back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 08:20:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And I hope, I can put a collar on you occasionally." She says sweetly as she holds the door for Liz. "Or at least tie you to that wonderful brass bed of mine." <br><br>She bows Liz through and closes the door behind her before offering the blond her arm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 08:25:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She takes your arm and leads you down the stairs an out into the street.&nbsp; "So, what first?'&nbsp; She stops to ponder.&nbsp; "Something to wear to clubs, I think."&nbsp; She marches off, still holding your arm, and shortly comes to a store filled with brightly colored clothing.&nbsp; There is none of the goth stuff associated with clubbing here.&nbsp; It's all very flamboyant.&nbsp; It's all less revealing than the things you are used to seeing.&nbsp; The skirts are longer.&nbsp; They reveal less, with subtle slits instead of no fabric at all.&nbsp; "Hmmn.&nbsp; What do you like?"&nbsp; It's almost more as if she is asking herself rather than you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 08:34:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She leaned in and whispered into Liz's ear. "Put me in what you want to see me in. I want you to wrap me up in a package that makes you want to unwrap me, and think naughty thoughts when you can't. Something I can tease you with." She picks up one dress and holds it over the one she's wearing, putting out a leg to tease Liz with.<br><br>She looked around the store, it was looking to be sure that things like Latex and PVC didn't exist in this world. Which was sort of a shame since the imagined they could do wonderful things with it. The closet thing she had seen to that sort of thing was her suit and she doubted that the folks at work would let her run around in it without a reason.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 08:41:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We'll get something in red."&nbsp; She looks through a rack, and pulls out a dress.&nbsp; "Let's look at this."&nbsp; Her hand holds the scarlet outfit up to you.&nbsp; It has a high color, but would show a good deal of cleavage below that.&nbsp; The arms are billowy and end at the wrist.&nbsp; The tight skirt hangs down to your knees.&nbsp; "Hmmn.&nbsp; That looks good against you.&nbsp; It's almost scandalously short."&nbsp; She leans over and kisses your cheek.&nbsp; "That's a good thing.&nbsp; I have no idea how you get away with what you're wearing now.&nbsp; Everyone must assume that you're an actress escaped from the matinee of a costume drama."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 09:02:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wasn't allowed to pick and choose what I brought back from the states remember?" She pointed out as she took the dress and headed for a changing room, shaking her rear just for Liz's attention as she went to change.<br><br>"They tell me, I go. They say do, and I do. They say we leave now, I don't go shopping." She says with a a laugh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 09:14:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs.&nbsp; "American clothes are boring.&nbsp; At least the ones sold openly are."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 09:25:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well let's remedy that with something more inspiring" Mai said as she dressed. She looked at the woman in the mirror and smiled. A week ago she was a crippled vet, now she was a bisexual secret agent dressing up for her lover. She stepped out and did a shimming dance for .Liz. <br><br>"You like?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 09:32:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz nods.&nbsp; "Indeed.&nbsp; Maybe some time we should go shopping in Paris.&nbsp; You get better choices there."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 16:06:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Definitely." She looks around for another outfit to catch her eye. The fashions here were so different from her old world. "Paris sounds fun, expensive but fun. Of course, I've got a fortnight off, so I shouldn't wander too far."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 05:32:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The train across the Channel Bridge makes it a quick trip."&nbsp; She flips through some more clothes.&nbsp; "Ever since the Communists were overthrown, they have really let their hair down.&nbsp; Hey, how do you think you'd look in cobalt blue?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 05:39:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Appealing." She said with a chuckle as she looks around for something in that color. "Of course you find me appealing in any color right?" She asked with a flutter of her eyelids.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 05:43:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"All colors are appealing, but some are more appealing than others."&nbsp; She holds up a shirt/top combo in a shimmering fabric that is deep blue or turquoise depending upon the angle of the light.&nbsp; It is made of strips of the cloth, attached at throat and waist, but that clearly would gap in interesting places.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 05:52:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That would be great to wear." She grinned as she took the top and looked it over. "You'd like me dancing in this wouldn't you?" <br><br>She held it up to her chest and spun in place. "I think it would be awesome to go out dancing in."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 06:28:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz nods.&nbsp; "We're definitely getting that.&nbsp; Try it on anyway, because I want to see you in it <strong>now</strong>.&nbsp; But it won't be the last time."&nbsp; She whistles quietly and holds it out to you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 06:33:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You like taunting others with what you get to play with." She teased as she stepped back into the dressing room to put it on, looking over it as she puts it on. "I'd need a newer bra with it I think." She says as she steps out, holding her hands over her head as she dances in it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 06:37:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's the next stop.&nbsp; Now get out here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 06:38:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still dancing, she steps out of the changing booth with a wicked grin as she spin around in place. <br><br>"I hope you like it." She says as she adds a bit more wiggle to her dance as she comes out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 06:41:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes.&nbsp; You are acceptable in that outfit."&nbsp; She smiles.&nbsp; "You need new panties, too.&nbsp; We're definitely putting a coat over that when we're out of doors."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 06:43:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course, you got a skirt to go with this. And some hot shoes?" She smiles as she dances up to Liz, putting her arms around her as she continues to dance and gyrate. "And some jewelry too I imagine."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 06:48:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hands you the matching skirt.&nbsp; "I found this while you were in there.&nbsp; As I said, you'll need new panties, too."&nbsp; Liz leans over and kisses you.&nbsp; "Shoes come last.&nbsp; Although, those are fabulous boots.&nbsp; Not right for this outfit, though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 06:55:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I admit I'm liking them. They are easy enough to kick in if I need to. Don't pick anything that is too delicate. I might have to hit someone hard and I dislike breaking pretty shoes." She gives her a kiss before going to change into the skirt.<br><br>Idly as she shed the rest of the clothing she came into the store with, she wonders what music is like here. The Beetles never came to be, hell a lot of Rock and Roll was tied to alcohol in America. All that blues and jazz gone too. Hopefully Rock lives on in some form she thinks to herself as she resumes her dancing for Liz as she comes out of the changing booth.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:00:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She applauds as you emerge.&nbsp; "You're a natural."&nbsp; You notice that she is not the only one in the store watching you model.&nbsp; A small audience is scattered about the store.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:04:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"At least in this lifetime." She says regally as she kicks up a leg to flare the dress for her audience. She was surprised to see that she enjoyed the attention.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:11:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay, change back.&nbsp; We're buying these two."&nbsp; She hands you the scarlet dress.&nbsp; "I want to see you model lingerie."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:12:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Should I wear the scarlet dress out of the store?" She asked mischievously. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:14:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thinks.&nbsp; "No, I really like that green dress.&nbsp; That's something you can wear to costume parties and a few exclusive clubs."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:16:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay." She gives her a quick kiss and heads back to change back into the green dress, humming a tune as she goes back to change. She was doing what she had been told to do. Go out and enjoy her new life.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:21:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz waits until you are done changing, and then leads you to the registers.&nbsp; She pays for the two outfits.&nbsp; "You know, if we want to get this done, we probably shouldn't go to your place after each stop."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:23:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"True, as enjoyable as it was." She says with a giggle. "You have a point, the 'breaks' are fun but time consuming." <br><br>She smiles as she slides an arm through Liz's. "So we get to dress up in delicates? Going to lace me up in a nice tight corset?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:26:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks down at your torso.&nbsp; "Hmmn.&nbsp; Maybe.&nbsp; Let's see what we see."&nbsp; You head out, and three doors down you find Jennifer's Secret.&nbsp; As you step through the door, you realize that this society has loosened up quite a bit when it comes to clothing you don't show in public.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:28:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm.. all sorts of things you can put me into here. And lots of things I'd love to see you in when I wake up in the morning." She purred with her wicked smile. "Lots of fun to be had here for sure."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:30:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes.&nbsp; Yes, indeed."&nbsp; She wanders idly.&nbsp; "Panties or bras first?&nbsp; Or matched sets?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:31:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Matched sets I'm thinking. That way we can get something for the dresses we already have." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:39:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, there some other stuff coming.&nbsp; I know an underground store."&nbsp; She looks through some bras.&nbsp; "What color should go under that blue outfit?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:41:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmm.. a lighter blue or a creamy white?" She asked curiously as she considered it. "Or a color that would make it peek out when I'm dancing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:44:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Bright yellow?"&nbsp; She holds up a set of frilly lace. Half cup bra and a lace thong.&nbsp; "This has potential."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:45:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Definitely." Mai says as she takes the thong and holds it in place over her groin. "I'm sure this would look even better from behind won't it?" She asked with a chuckle.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:51:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmmm.&nbsp; Indeed."&nbsp; She looks through some more piles.&nbsp; "Oh," she says, holding up white satin panties.&nbsp; "These turn delightfully dark when moist."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 08:00:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So you know when I'm hot to trot?" She grinned back. "Knowing when your teasing has succeed."<br><br><br>"Add them to the pile. Should I get some hose and garters as well?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 08:08:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Most definitely.&nbsp; Do you prefer garters or thigh highs?"&nbsp; She looks through the stockings for interesting patterns.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 08:11:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The question I have is what do you like more? I enjoy both." She purred, surprising herself to realize that she truly does enjoy both. Of course with every moment she was enjoying anything that highlighted her feminine form. She wanted to celebrate becoming a woman with every thread she wore and every move she made.<br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 08:14:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I like the look of thigh highs.&nbsp; Garters get in the way."&nbsp; She makes a face.&nbsp; "I just can't them to stay up.&nbsp; So, for me it has to be garters.&nbsp; You probably won't have that problem."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 08:16:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We can get a few of both." She says with a purr. "I know you'd love to putting them on me. Or watching me put them on."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 08:21:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I might get distracted by the time I reach your knee.&nbsp; If that's a problem for you."&nbsp; She hands you some packages.&nbsp; "Black with roses.&nbsp; White with seams.&nbsp; And bright yellow, just normal."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 08:22:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not if it leads to an outcome like what we had when we dropped off my clothes earlier." She purred wickedly as she picked out the items in question.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 08:29:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No corset.&nbsp; Not here.&nbsp; The only worthwhile corsets are custom made."&nbsp; She starts to lead you towards the back, and then pauses.&nbsp; "Oh, have you seen these new athletic bras?&nbsp; You'll probably want a few for when you're on business."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 08:38:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No I haven't." Which was true. She'd see them in her old life but there was telling what they had here. Idly she wondered if they had anything like the latex cat suits of her old world.&nbsp; She wouldn't mind looking like trinity now that she was the hot girl. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 08:46:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz held up a bra.&nbsp; It was clearly padded, and it had several adjustable straps.&nbsp; She showed you the inside of the cups.&nbsp; Their were things sewn into the fabric.&nbsp; "Inertial processors are cheap enough to use here.&nbsp; They transfer the energy of your movements, so less painful bouncing.&nbsp; I have a friend," she holds her hands in front of her chest.&nbsp; "Multi-megaton warheads, if you know what I mean.&nbsp; She swears by them.&nbsp; Claims they changed her life."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 08:53:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Facinating, not that I have too much pup there." She said as she looked the bra over. Tricky tech, she wondered if it could be adapted a bit. Something to think on later
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 09:02:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz smiles.&nbsp; "Think about it, at least."&nbsp; She takes your hand.&nbsp; "Come on back to the changing rooms."&nbsp; You come to a set of ropes, with a young woman standing at the entrance.&nbsp; Beyond was a corridor which turned before arriving anywhere.&nbsp; "We're together," Liz told the employee, not quite keeping a straight face.&nbsp; The woman rolled her eyes and looked around.&nbsp; Then she motioned you through.&nbsp; Liz hurried down the corridor.&nbsp; When you were safely around the corner, she giggled, "I love doing that."&nbsp; Beyond was a set of doors leading to what looked larger than normal changing room stalls.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 16:06:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling she slips into the booth with Liz. <br><br>"Going to model some of those for me?" She asked as she undressed to try on her selections. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 02:16:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You find that there is a small sitting area, with a door to a booth for changing.&nbsp; "No, I just want to see you.&nbsp; By law, only single women and married couples are allowed in this area.&nbsp; I'm not supposed to be able to see you in your lingerie."&nbsp; She laughs.&nbsp; "Here in Soho, they're a bit more accommodating."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 02:23:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Such a shame, I am sure I could use a hand." She teased as strutted into the booth to change. Stripping down quickly, she tried on the yellow bra and thong first. After checking herself over, she opened the door to show it off. <br><br>"Like?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 03:18:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well turn around for me."&nbsp; She leaned back in her chair casually.&nbsp; "And then bend over.&nbsp; I can get a really good look at it that way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 03:20:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course m'lady." Mai says as she does so, peeking at her through her legs. "Did you imagine doing this when your father introduced me today?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 03:22:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, yes.&nbsp; As I said, my senses are super sharp.&nbsp; I could tell you were really hot to go before I got to the table."&nbsp; She chuckles.&nbsp; "Part of me wanted to walk up and sniff your crotch, like a dog."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 03:28:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That can be arrange for later if you like." She says as she steps into the room to try out her sports bra and another pair of panties. Inertial dampness, she though as she gave her b cups a shake before opening the door to pose for Liz. "Think you dad knew you would?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 03:39:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes.&nbsp; He knew what he was doing.&nbsp; You should have seen how uptight he was when I started dating eight years ago."&nbsp; She stands up and gently squeezes your breasts.&nbsp; "I'm fascinated by these.&nbsp; It's not like I'll ever need them for the tiny things on my chest."&nbsp; Which is true.&nbsp; A-cup might be a generous description of her breast size.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 03:46:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I happen to like everything about your figure." She teased. "So what do you want to see next?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 03:48:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"White satin.&nbsp; With the white garters."&nbsp; She seems quite happy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 03:58:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes ma'am." She purred as she turns and goes back into the booth to get changed into the white satin. She chuckled as she rolled the hose and garters onto her legs with surprising east. At least the body came with an operator's guide, she thought with a mental chuckle as she finishes up and steps out to pose for Liz. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 04:19:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmmn.&nbsp; It's a shame they have cameras making sure no one does anything inappropriate.&nbsp; I really want to touch you in that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 04:23:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"True.." She purred as she leaned against the doorframe. "I think I had better get dressed then."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 04:56:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Indeed.&nbsp; Everything looks fabulous.&nbsp; We're getting it all."&nbsp; She stands up and kisses you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 04:58:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I'll get back in my clothes and let you pay for it." She says as she gives a kiss back. She was enjoying this a lot. Perhaps there was a bit of truth to the female legends of the shipping gene.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 05:14:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When you emerge, Liz takes you to the cashier and pays.&nbsp; As you leave the store, she asks, "So, do you want to check out the underground store?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 05:22:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds like a plan." She purred as she hooked her arm with Liz's. "Shoes sometime later then right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 06:40:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yep.&nbsp; Underground, and then shoes.&nbsp; And then . . . I don't know.&nbsp; Maybe dinner."&nbsp; She leads you down streets until you reach a narrow alley.&nbsp; She pulls you in and to an unobtrusive door.&nbsp; She swings it open, and you find yourself in a full blown sex shop.&nbsp; Toys.&nbsp; Costumes.&nbsp; Stuff that looks like they're the equivalent of DVDs.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 06:46:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nice, she thought, as she looked over the office. Lots of interesting things here. She looked the costumes, curious to see what counted as fetish wear in her new world. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 07:44:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A lot of it is stuff you recognize.&nbsp; Most of the same professions are represented: maids, schoolgirls, nurses.&nbsp; There are a lot of things clearly associated with secretaries, which must be big here.&nbsp; There are outfits clearly derived from athletic uniforms, abbreviated in various ways and redesigned for women; sexy cricket pads are not quite doing it for you.&nbsp; <br><br>There is an assortment of bondage gear and whips and chains that are very much like what you are familiar with.&nbsp; That hasn't seemed to change much.&nbsp; The same is true for the toys, mostly.&nbsp; Different materials in some cases, but the same things.&nbsp; <br><br>Liz stand in the middle of the room, a stupid grin on her face, looking around.&nbsp; "I love this place."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 07:53:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can tell." She said as she looked around for something she'd like. She figure a few toys might be leaving here with her, but nothng costume wise appealed to her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 04:52:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz wanders around and sighs.&nbsp; "I wish it was legal to sell this stuff openly, rather than hiding down here."&nbsp; He steps over to the toys and looks at a strap-on.&nbsp; "I've got one of these, but you should probably have one at your place."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 04:55:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sure." She said as she looked the item over, curiously. She ran a finger over it to get an idea of how it felt. She smiled to Liz. <br><br>"Anything else you want to see in my apartment?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 07:03:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The material of the dildo is very slick to the touch, and the straps have a silken feel.&nbsp; Liz smiles at you as she picks up a set of four leather cuffs and a matching collar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 07:06:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Naughty naughty Liz." She teased as she looks around to see whatever catches her eye.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 07:31:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She picks up a ridged vibrator.&nbsp; "We could get a riding crop; I might let you use it on me sometime.&nbsp; A double-headed dildo?&nbsp; Blindfold?&nbsp; Ball gag?&nbsp; Remote control vibrating egg?&nbsp; We can't get everything, because I'm not putting this on the card.&nbsp; I don't think I could convince my parents that they are necessary."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 07:35:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think a double head and maybe a crop." She says with a chuckle. "And I know we can come back with cash."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 10:14:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fair enough.&nbsp; You get to buy dinner, by the way."&nbsp; She hands you the strap on, a two headed dildo, a nice looking leather crop and a vibrator that looks like it's industrial strength.&nbsp; "Trust me, you'll want to have one of these around for times when you don't feel like screwing any of the people you can find."&nbsp; She heads for the counter.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 19:57:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fair enough I guess." She says with a grin. She wasn't going to deny that her hungers were easily describable as 'epic' when they started building.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 04:29:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The cashier rings up the items, and slips them into a shopping bag bearing the logo of a high end clothing chain.&nbsp; "Thanks," he says with a smile.<br><br>Liz leads you back out into the streets.&nbsp; "So, dinner?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 04:30:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You choose the place, I can afford a fair amount I imagine." Mai purred as she looped her arm with Liz. "Just no more fried fish please."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 04:51:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How about some curry?"&nbsp; You emerge back into Soho Square.&nbsp; "I know of a couple of good places."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 05:11:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We talking about real curry or the 'light the english on fire' curry that I've heard so much about?" She teased with a laugh. East end curry was legendary on her old life. As in 'put the toilet paper in the freezer' hot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 05:16:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The English are weak."&nbsp; She shrugs.&nbsp; "That 'Set the English on fire' is real curry.&nbsp; If you can't handle it, we can get some dal with it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 05:28:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Actually that's a lie put out by the Hindi.. but I can handle it." She grinned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 06:48:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"All right, then."&nbsp; She swings over to a small curry shop on the corner between two side streets.&nbsp; It's sign proclaimed it to be named "Curry Favor."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 03:56:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So, what now? You go back with me to my loft, dress me up and strut me through the clubs." She asked as she ordered some Chicken Curry.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 04:08:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Honestly, I was thinking of staying in this evening.&nbsp; You know, really get to know each other.&nbsp; I think I want to save clubbing for tomorrow."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 04:20:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You want to ravage me most savagely. Oh no." She purred.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 04:24:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz laughs. "You shall beg for mercy, and I will show you none."&nbsp; She puts an arm around your waist.&nbsp; "The screams will be delicious."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 04:28:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't scream well." She teased. "I will have to work myself up to being meek. Someone screwed the meek me into a coma." <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 04:40:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, that's too bad.&nbsp; I'll have to see if I can fix you."&nbsp; The two of you arrive at your apartment.&nbsp; "First, let's put the new things away."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 04:59:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Promises promises." Mai teases with a grin as she leads the way in, setting the bags aside as she spins around for Liz to see her figure.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 05:44:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz giggles girlishly.&nbsp; "Oh, you look great.&nbsp; But I want to see you in that white lingerie.&nbsp; I'll hang things."<br><br>She takes one of the bags and goes to the closet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 20:29:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sliding out of her outfit, she quickly slips into the white satin set that Liz picked out and slips into the room to watch Liz finish putting things up as she plays with a strand of her hair. It was hard to imagine being a guy less than a week earlier after the intensity of their first sexual encounter. Even know, her need for being dominated satiated, she wanted to be the taken and not the aggressor. She wanted to have Liz ease into her with the care of a dedicated lover. She was a bit flushed at the idea of what she knew was coming, and even the idea of being bound didn't upset her as much as it did thrill her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 22:53:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz emerges from the closet, carrying the batch of toys.&nbsp; She holds up the strap-on.&nbsp; "This I'm using now.&nbsp; We may get to the others.&nbsp; We'll see."&nbsp; She slowly began to remove her clothes, turning it into an erotic dance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 23:05:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mai watched with clear interest in her eyes as she watched the other woman play, acutely aware of how much she had adapted to this life as she felt her body stir in interest to the 'dance' that was being done for her benefit. It felt so natural now to feel HER nipples stiffen and her body heat up with the desire she felt for this force of nature that Andrew had brought into her life. <br><br>"I'd love to join you in&nbsp; a dance but I'm also curious to see who would take the lead.' She said with a grin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 08:03:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's not just my senses, you know.&nbsp; I can run like a tiger, but with a human's endurance."&nbsp; She continues to dance, eyes focused somewhere else.&nbsp; It creates a pattern that is almost hypnotic.&nbsp; "I can jump like a spider."&nbsp; Her voice forms a rhythm n time with the dance.&nbsp; I can strike as quick as a mongoose.&nbsp; I can hold on to things with my feet.&nbsp; But it's more than that.&nbsp; Some of my behaviors are those of animals, too.&nbsp; I have a pack instinct.&nbsp; The smell of blood can get me going sometimes.&nbsp; I'm very territorial.&nbsp; And, I'm like a cat when I'm in heat."&nbsp; As the last piece of her clothing hits the floor, her gaze turns upon you with an intense stare.&nbsp; "And since I'm still human, I might as well always be in heat."&nbsp; She launches herself towards the bed, and you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 17:27:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So, how come you're not on the Job like me?" She asked, her eyes never leaving the girl's body as she danced. She knew that meant she wasn't as delicate as she feared. Somehow that felt good to Mai. She didn't have to worry about hurting Liz in her enthusiasm. <br><br>"I got some of that too, but most of my abilities are.. damaged right now." She didn't know how to explain what she barely recalled herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 21:01:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pushes you down to the bed and lands on all fours over you, completely nude.&nbsp; She looks down with a ferocious grin.&nbsp; "I haven't decided whether that's what I want to do with my life."&nbsp; She leans down and starts licking your face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 21:07:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mai grins as she puts her hands to her head and pulls her in for a long hungry kiss. The need for dominance wasn't as big a deal as hungrily having this woman who had fallen into her life. She knew that old Mai had lived a rough life, but she wanted the most out of this new life as she could get as she slid her tongue in to hungrily kiss the woman on top of her. <br><br>"This is the best thing that has happened to me so far since my arrival. So, I'm part of your pack?" She asked as she slid one hand down to tease a nipple. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 21:27:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pauses long enough to growl at you, and then returns the kiss.&nbsp; Without breaking it, she reaches to the side for something, and you can feel her donning the strap-on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 21:35:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Continuing to kiss her, she does what she can to give her a hand with the tool. She was more than a little turned on by the idea of Liz taking her with it. It just was another step to becoming Mai Lin completely, she could feel her mind adjusting to the idea as her body roused to the idea. She was already wet and ready to go. <br><br>All it took was a little more foreplay.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 02:29:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still making a rumbling sound in her throat, short of a growl, but not a typically human noise, Liz slides down and peels the cups of your bra away from the skin.&nbsp; Her mouth suckles briefly on each of your nipples.&nbsp; A hand slips inside your panties and gently massages your sex.&nbsp; "Are you ready for me, sweetie?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 02:38:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh yes,." Mai moaned as she squirmed, her sex was moist and warm.&nbsp; "I have been ready for quite some time." Her body was quickly heating to attention she was receiving.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 02:59:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good."&nbsp; She slips off your panties and positions herself on top of you.&nbsp; She really does growl as she guides the dildo inside you.&nbsp; Her eyes are intense and she bares her teeth as she starts to thrust.&nbsp; She moves at a rapid, almost frantic, pace.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 03:30:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wondered if Liz was asserting herself as her 'mate' in a fashion fitting her needs. For a second. Then the rush of pleasure as Liz pushed in and out of her was too much for her to think. She was too consumed about pushing back against each thrust. The pleasure was quickly building as Liz pushed in and out. <br><br>Hungrily she kissed her and continued to tighten down around the thrusts into her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 07:07:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz continues to push into you hungrily.&nbsp; After a particularly hard flurry,&nbsp; she suddenly withdraws and slides down your body until she can fasten her mouth to your sex.&nbsp; She sucks and licks as hard as she fucked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 20:22:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mai moaned as Liz's attentions started to gain ground and reap rewards. She was surprised how responsive her body was and how much more she was craving with every second.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 03:10:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz licks at you hungrily.&nbsp; She growls again, and you feel the vibration.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-01-2011, 04:04:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mai moaned as her body started to build towards a peak again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 02:04:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz sucks your clit into her mouth and nips at it with her teeth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 02:09:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The mix of pain and pleasure sent her over the edge as her body exploded in a rush of pleasure that wiped any reservations she had on her new form. She came with a long squeal as her body writhed with the rush of pleasure. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-01-2011, 08:39:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When you recover, Liz is looking up at you, face covered in a smile and your moisture.&nbsp; "That was fun.&nbsp; My turn."&nbsp; She snakes her way up your body, and holds one small breast to your mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 06:59:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as she leans over to suckle on the offered nipple, nipping at it gently as she tries to put her leg into place to tease her lover's sex. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 02:53:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz groans as she leans into your mouth.&nbsp; She presses her pussy into your leg.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 03:30:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With her hands restrained, she can only continue to rub her leg up and down to tease Liz's sex. She returned her lover's kiss with hungry enthusiasm as she tried to keep the tempo up. It was definitely a new experience for her, but one she was rapidly coming to enjoy.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>10-02-2011, 09:15:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sits back, pulling your face up with her until she is sitting between your legs.&nbsp; Her mouth fastens to yours, kissing deeply.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 16:24:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mai returns the kiss with passion. She was completely swept away by the rush of pleasure her lover had inflicted on her.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 10:48:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz grabs one of your hands and pulls it between her legs.&nbsp; She breaks the kiss long enough to husk in a raspy voice.&nbsp; "Inside me."&nbsp; Her mouth fastens to you once more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-02-2011, 04:11:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course," She purred as she slid her hand into her, moving it back and forth. Wishing she could add a bit of a 'tingle' to the teasing but she didn't have access to her powers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>21-02-2011, 06:32:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz squeezed your fingers in her pussy as she kissed you.&nbsp; You could smell her arousal.&nbsp; The she broke the kiss and gently pushed you onto your back.&nbsp; She leaned over you with a grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-02-2011, 06:36:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're smiling again, what have you got in mind?" Mai asked curiously as she lay back as she was positioned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>21-02-2011, 07:16:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz reversed herself, swinging one leg over you.&nbsp; She leaned down and blew gently between your legs.&nbsp; She slowly lowered her sex towards your face, giving you a close view.&nbsp; She reached back and made sure that the dildo was out of the way.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-02-2011, 18:35:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Which she turned her attention to with great vigor as she felt Liz's breath on her sex in turn. Despite the wild vigorous sex that had already occured she felt strangely energized.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>22-02-2011, 05:20:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz bent down and drew her tongue from your clit almost to your anus.&nbsp; She pauses momentarily.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-02-2011, 05:32:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mei groans wtih the rush of pleasure and returns the action in turn. Savoring the taste of her lover as she does so.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>22-02-2011, 05:41:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz moans into your sex as you lick.&nbsp; She reciprocates hungrily.&nbsp; You realize that her tongue feels slightly rougher than you would expect as she does so.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-02-2011, 05:47:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mei continues to mirror her lover's actions, too caught up in the rush of pleasure and the scent/warmth/taste of her bed companion. She was quickly losing control and acting more on animal need than any higher thought, the very idea of her having been anything but a woman was quickly fading as Liz completed her transformation into a woman that had started in San Francisco what seemed like months ago.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>22-02-2011, 06:07:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz kept licking, driving you towards orgasm.&nbsp; Her moans grew louder and you could feel her trembling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-02-2011, 04:53:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mei climaxed again as Liz's work brought her to a release. She managed to bite off her scream of pleasure barely.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>02-03-2011, 09:11:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As you come down, you feel every muscle in Liz's body tighten, and her howl is stifled by gritted teeth.&nbsp; As she slowly relaxes, she lowers herself onto her side next to you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-03-2011, 09:55:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd cuddle but some one has me all tied down." Mei purred as she kissed her. "And I wonder who was that hmmm?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JMN</strong> on <strong>15-03-2011, 08:41:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Some strange woman, I think."&nbsp; She reaches up, and undoes the knots, and then settles down to snuggle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Doctor Emilio Wyvern's Carnival of Destiny: For Queen and Country</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-03-2011, 08:56:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling she kissed her companion as she slipped in close and let her cuddle in close. <br><br>"Something new that's for sure." She admitted, as much to herself as Liz. She was so happy to be Mei now. <br><br>"I do wonder if I might entice you to move in though." She added with a teasing smile. "Or perhaps you can tell me a way to spend the next few days locked up in this room." 
			</dd>
		</dl>
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