Downtown Sewer Surfin' - RPLOG
Participants
Date
10/12/2014
Log
The rain was falling cold and hard outside, dripping through the roof in one corner to tip into a pail, the sound of water falling all around made the room seem like a warm oasis in the cold sea storm. Fanning around the room were a small group of New Dawn residents, there to meet anyone who could come to meet them on such short notice, simply talking amongst themselves with an occasional glance to the people coming through the door. A gruff Bulldog gestured animatedly with a skunk-girl, both seeming to argue some point while a small Lamia watched the door and pulled slowly a small pipe, the exotic contents wrapping the room in a cloud of sweet smelling smoke. Thumping her tail on the wood floor, she looked to her two companions as the room started to fill. "It seems we should get started." she hissed, eyes calm and cool. Turning to your group as it enteres, she smiles tightly with a small shake of her head, sending the bells hung at the end of her dreds to ringing "Welcome, please take a seat anywhere you can find room, we'll begin shortly. Hot drinks and snacks were provided, so take a moment to settle in, and then we can get your names."
A rather large golden furred tauric feline woman wandered into the New Dawn camp with her arms holding one another beneath her rather large handfuls of breasts hanging overtop dressed in little more then a black bikini bra to cover just her nipples, her long bushy tail waving to and fro behind herself swinging away the water she had collected. The taur looking as if though she were a gallant warrior stepping into a troop tent, like she had just stepped out of a painting. She was like a lioness or panthertaur woman of great amounts of fluffy golden fur and no less then 18 feet tall. She was exotic, and powerfully build, amazonian in a way, with four thick arms, on her wonderfully curvy upper body not to mention her four rather large breasts to go with leading down to a six pack of abs hidden beneath her fur. Her tauric body was equally imposing and majestic, statuesk of a powerful feline lioness with thick rich, and well groomed golden silky fur suited for rain and a jungle which collected water like sparkling twinkling gemstones throughout her fur that perhaps made her seem alittle more plump in a way. However she merely opted to remain out of the way yet in plain sight, not that a creature her size could easily go unseen.
Semtexagon would nod to the welcomming, before looking around the room... scratching her head a little as she finds a seat nearby, getting a bit comfortable as she loosens her heavy armor, opening it up slightly to let out a breath of relief as she sighs... soon she finds out her boomerang she named 'Chakram'. fiddling a bit with it as she waits.
A tauric bovine walks into the new dawn camp, following Eri, her small stature a stark contrast to the towering margay. Lila's body was left largely naked, save for the meager scraps of leather on her body and the saddle on her back, leaving her four large breasts, and cunts all exposed and leaking their own respective fluids. Though her stomachs, both on her upper and lower half, were rounded with the sight of a very clear, and later term pregnancy, the heavy scent of heat wafted off of her, her gait a little awkward from the ache of heat. There was an expression of concern and uncertainty on her muzzle as she walked, but she remained as focused as she could.
Rev enters just slightly behind Eri having spent the night with the Margay taur. However unlike last night one of his more.....let's say confident personalities is in control. So instead of a large equine rev has tsken on the appearance of a nephilim. His skin like polished gold, while his eyes take on a silver glow. his face with it's high cheek bones, and sharl jaw. Has a somewhat noble, and handsome appearance however the left side of his face is marred by several scars. His gaze sweeps about the room as his wings fold close to his back. The armed angelic human glances about, and finds himself a place to sit.
A figure of slightly below average height followed the group. The pale human was clad in their usual crimson, bare-shouldered, and long-sleeved blouse coupled with their grey capris trousers. Felictus entered the room, wet and dripping from the ran but otherwise unaffected by the bad weather if their smirk was any hint of that. They scanned the room with their vermillion eyes before taking a seat, and declining the offered refershments.
Glancing about the room with her tail twitching quickly, the Skunk-girl goes to serve the snacks, walking about with a sealed caraffe in one hand, her blouse open to reveal pert breasts and well groomed fur, the plate she offers filled with tid-bits and a stack of cups on one corner to pour into. Her friend having gone to the Lamia, his overalls clean and seeming brand new, a belt with a control panel at his waist blinks just as he leans in to whisper something to the Lamia, who nods slowly and rises "My name is Alina, my companions are here to answer questions as they may arise. It's a pleasure to see you answered our call." moving slowly backward with a sinuous lococomotion, she reaches the chalkboard and slides one panel to the left, revealing a well diagrammed map of the city, with red dots in different locations, the majority surrounding the area around New Dawn and slightly South West "There has been a major issue regarding trade, caravans have been disrupted and deliveries of supplies to our nearby outposts are being taken, or destroyed." she grips the stick in her palm tightly with that, her scales squeaking with the strength of her grip "And we know what's happening, but not why. Bernard here was with one of the groups when it was attacked." she points to the cluster of red dots close-by "Here." she nods to the Bulldog, "Would you brief the group on your encounter?" she asks, moving slightly off to the side to watch, a twitch at the corner of one eye.
Glancing up, the Bulldog nods "Moths, and Embers' all getting in cock-ups nearby. They've spilled out to grip and grab." he yaps, gruff with a surprising high-pitched voice "Never knew what was comin', swarmin out of the sewers, they came up to high-ho and down on us, but not really. Thinks they had their own fights, and we got in the ways a bit." he growls, sounding like a helium balloon at the bottom of a bucket. "T'was herrable!" tail sticking straight back and hackles raised, he licks his chops and takes a breath. "Nevarr saw 'em cummin, we fought back and just got to be targets urselves. Lost three friends, changed and taken down after, I got beaten, and knocked down frum behind, nevarr knew wut hit me." his teeth gleam as he bares them in memory "Wuld like another crack, but have orders. You'll be given more as time, but yur names first, yah?"
Eri softly answered, "Eri." Her words filling the room like it were an empty silent hall waiting to ring out with the slightest pin's drop. Her voice was as elegent and gentle, soft, soothing, yet so perfect to be fit a matriarch or a queen with it's volume. A voice perhaps befitting a singer of an angelic chorus it was so impossing, yet soft and sweet on the ear. However the feline said nothing more as she passes a rather odd gaze over to Rev.
Semtexagon would have been lisentning to the brief and the explanation of the attack from the bulldog.. scratching her neck a little as she ponders* "I've met Embers and Moth-girls before, but they seem mostly peaceful from my side..." *she sighs, and rubs her head* "Oh, name's Semtexagon by the way, but people tend to call me 'Sem', so i guess ill stick with that." *she smiles, and tips her combat helmet.*
"Lila," she says in her thick southern drawl, placing the fingers on one of her hands to her collar bone. "Not much in a fight, but I make for a pretty decent field medic." Her ears twitch and she nods her head to the side. "So long as no one minds getting a little milk on themselves. All those bandages and needles seem so complicated and unneccessary when these puppies..." She grabs each row of her breasts with a corresponding hand, hefting them up and down as droplets of her rich milk drips out from her bovine teats. Her eyelids flutter a bit and she gets lost in the sensation, her fingers beginning to explore over her chest before she catches herself and pulls her hands away. She clears her throat awkwardly as the flesh on the inside of her ears turn bright red and they flutter from the rushing blood. "Ah, anyway, they do the job just as well, if not better." She chuckles awkwardly and dips her head, looking back down at her chest not so covertly.
The nephilim does his best not to laugh as he listens to the bulldog speak. Suddenly standing having decided he didn't like his seat. The nephilim spreads his wings, and with a couple of downward strokes alights, and comes to rest gently on Eris shoulder. Where he corses his arms over his chest, and one leg over the other. While seeming dissinterested in what is going on, and more interested, and looking over the others that had come to help. The man now sitting on Eri's shoulder ansers the question. "Oh right ummmmm I am Rev yeah definetly rev."
Felictus placed an enamled hand on their mouth and yawned before looking back at the three mutants describing the event. The pale human raised a hand to signal a question, "If I may ask, why exactly are the moths and embers fighting against each other? A sudden increase in agression between the two groups does not sound logical." Felictus said in their melodic tone, wielding their usual chirpy and teasing tone.
The Skunk-girl almost drops her tray, righting it with a flustered dance, and quickly placing it to the side as she goes to stand to the rear of the room, blushing and looking to her feet with that twitching tail dancing in the air. "'Scuse me," she mumbles and walks out the door to the back, dashing out into the rain without another word, Bernard looking on with sympathy "Dinnae mind Dot, she's only just sterted to relearn manners, and is wise 'nuff to know it's time to break." he nods and looks back, "'Sa pleasure ta meet ya," he barks, and his tail wags softly behind "Yah, it's brass tacks, here's the rub; we need this stopped. Reason dinnae work last time, but care did. Embers and Moths fight like, wull, cats and dogs. Moths steal Ember eggs, Embers like Moths, for lots of things, being such a randy bunch."
Pausing to sip his drink, the Bulldog looks back at Alina with a questioning glance, to which she nods. "You suld know we'd a lost the people, and wunt peace, careful peace. Suld you find ours, bring 'em back, but if nae, we'll find 'em. Fix the fights, find out whats and why's, and remember, these two peoples are almost" he pauses to swallow, having difficulty speaking "Ferals. The Embers, they haz a Queen, a Matriarch short, jusht dinnae sexpect her to be reasonable, but selfish..." he pauses and steps back the Lamia stepping forward, "I can't stress enough the problemssss this is causing." she hisses, her eyes large and bright, tail tip thumping softly behind "But fix this, and we have rewards for you, along with our gratitude in the future." she pauses to let that sink in, "I know few here have other loyalties, but beyond that, we would be grateful for your assissstance." Letting the pointer go to rattle on the desk, she looks up with a vicious smile. "Any questions?"
Eri wraps her arms around Rev's legs as they hang over her boobs. The massive margay giving the most curious look to the fairy like creature before her eyes silver and shining turn back to the bulldog. Not that she had anything to say. But rather the massive feline sits down on her rear as she silently lounges about, drip drying as it were.
Semtexagon would sit upright as she tightens her heavy armor again, tilting her head to make a few joints pop* "i do have one..." *she says, looking over at the reptile* "What place would be the best to start asking for peace?" *she looks over the reptile somewhat, tough remaining a serious look on her face as she waits for an answer.
Lila looks up at Rev sitting on her friend's shoulder and find sherself a bit jealous. She shrugs and crosses her arms over her breasts as she turns back to the Lamia. She purses her lips and shakes her head. "No questions from me dear," she plainly says.
Rev scratches his chin thoughtfully as he listens to bulldog. Before looking down at the margay as she wraps her arms around his legs. He then leans over to kiss her on the cheek as she takes a seat on her tauric rump. Then looks over in Lila's direction just in time to catch her looking his way. The nephilim smiles, and waves to her before looking back to the speakers. "nope no questions"
Felictus listened with interest to the explanation of the bulldog. Satisfied with the Promie's answer, the vampire stood up out of their chair and stretched their arms before dropping them back to their sides, "No questions at all, just tell us where you want us to start, and we can head there....also a list of what are you willing to give for peace can be nice too, I don't think that they will accept leaving you alone without somekind of compensation if that Queen is as selfish as you say she is." Felicuts said with a wider smirk, making their needle-pointed fangs more visible for a moment, before leaning on the chair, waiting for the group to start moving.
Shaking her head with a musical tinkle, the Lamia leans back along the rim of her chalkboard "We're not going to offer them a thing. This isn't a Tithe that we're going to give to them, we're paying you to make this stop, to bring peace back without causing undue damage if at all possible. There'sss sssomething bothering them, these groupss don't often leave their ssewer homess." she pauses long enough to pull a small bundle out of her side pouche and hold it up "I have one of these for each of you, with a map and radio frequency to call uss on. Mosst of the time you'll be on your own. Bernard will hand them out and show you to the main entrance, the sssewers are close," she flicks her long black tongue out, half the length of her body and then pulls it back in after tasting the air. "You'll leave right away; Bernard, take them, please?" she says, turning to the board with her pointer in hand and picking out one red dot in the cluster "Here. Great luck, and when you have a report, contact uss. Payment will come after a weeksss calm. We expect results." she says, opening a back door, her shapely rump swaying with the slow movements of her hips. Glancing back over her shoulder, she smiles with genuine warmth "Until we meet again."
Handing out a packet to each of you, Bernard goes to the door and grabs his rain-coat from the side, a big yellow slicker "Awright, so, let's go!"
Leading you out into the rain, Bernard goes slowly while keeping to underhangs as much as possible, shotgun in hand "Ish not far now." He growls, his funny high pitched voice echoing in the downpour, "Just over by Seventh Street. Here we are," he says, kicking at an open grate with claw marks around it and piles of debris "They don't ush this often. I'll waits for yoush, in hiding" he says, glancing around, "But, hurry down."
Eri slows down to hang back behind everyone else, with Rev on her shoulders. The massive margaytaur merely quietly going along, unarmed as she were, not to mention entirely nude.
Semtexagon would wander beside Eri, her armor rustling a little with each step, and it was clear that she were having quite a payload on her, the rain plinking over her combat helmet as she sighs, looking up slightly, tough looking up towards the bulldog* "Bernard! how many were there when your caravan got attacked?"
Lila snorts and shakes her body at the falling rain, soaking her coat of fur and making her give off a rather odoriferous scent. She looks at her map and furrows her brow, turning it left and right as she tried to decipher it. She looks around and casually folds it up before stowing it in her saddlebag. She crosses her arms over her chest again and begins to radiate a heat, warming herself and those in the immediate area a little to make them more comfortable with the falling rain. She covers her nostrils and rushes down into the sewers, eager to get out of the rain but grumbles as she sees the shadow dragon blocking the way down. "COuldn't you have asked before going down? I don't want to be stuck in the rain smelling like a wet sweater anymore than I have to."
revs wings lightly dlap begin him, and eri. Before once again neatly settling against his back. choosing to stay on Eri's shoulder instead of attempting to do any flying due to the rain. Instead he just snuggles up against the Margays head. As he glances about their surroundings
The walls of the sewer access have been dug out into hand and foot-holds, pock-marked by claws and much use. Old fur remains along the sides, and strange white powder, damp from the storm.
Felictus takes a minute or two to look at the map properly before storing it in their pockets and moving behind the group, hands resting behind their head as they move into the rain again. The vampire seemed quite content with the rain dropping on them, still wearing a joyful smile as their clothes got damp from it. Reaching the location, Felictus took a sniff of the air and glancing around before shaking their head and diverting their attention to the grate, "Well we have some claw marks here...and something feels strange.." the pale humanoid says as chirpy as ever, "So, shall we dive in?"
Glancing about cautiously, the Bull-dog waves you down with his shotgun, glancing warily around "I dinnae know. Maybe hurry?" he says stepping to the corner of a nearby building and glancing back to whisper, "Jusht be careful of water in this storm," before turning about and disappearing into the nearby building.
Landing at the bottom of the sewer, the floor is surprisingly dry, the sound of rushing water coming from somewhere nearby. The stench is overwhelming, years of neglect, clogs, collapses and degradation with sticky slime dripping down the walls. Tunnels go off in a few directions, but which way to go? Wait, what's that sound?
Eri remained outside in the light, her four arms still clutching herself and Rev's legs as if cold before lifting her arms to him and wrapping her furred paws around his waist and chest to lift him off of her and set him down. The massive margay clearly to big to fit down a manhole and opting to wander off remarking. "I'll be right back..." Before long she did return, though as a much smaller, soft bodied creature, a salamander! Now with slippery glistening skin and sticky underbelly. The wildly colored patterns of her body skin shining brightly in the sunlight, even if most of her was black. Her smooth abs, breasts and tight contures now very very clear without all her fur in such a way she appeared to be like this all-mighty bodybuilding woman made for the hunt of a jungle. Yet the black or rather dark dark purple skinned salamander remained soft gentle and king with a small smile on her face as she wrapped her arms around Rev hugging him closely.
Felictus dropped down in the sewers, still having the gut feeling that someone is watching. The vampire's sensitive nose was hit hard by the stench, making them wince for only a moment before going back to their cofident and chirpy smirk, "A nice place to live in, no?" they remarked sarcastically, before looking around, "Ummm, what was that sound?"
Lila, after stepping down on the ground in the sewer way, gives her body a vigorous shake, not unlike what one would expect a dog to do, to remove the water from her thick coat. She sneers at the pervasive smell, filling her nostrils even with them covered, dropping away her hand. "Hathor save us, this smell is foul, and that's saying something coming from a cow," she remarks. She looks back over her body and grimaces. "At least it's hiding the smell of my heat. Don't want any of those breeders coming around and mounting me with their thick, tapered..." She blinks and clenches her jaw. Sheepishly rubbing at the back of her head she looks around. "I hope no one heard that." She lifts her head along with her ears at Felictus' words, listening closely. "What /is/ that?"
Rev looks up at tbe margay,as she sets him down. Then waits for her to return. Chuckling softly upon seeing her in a much smaller form. He returns the salamanders hug when she returns before looking back to the sewer with his arm firmly wrapped around her waist. And walks along with her into the sewer. However the nephilim unlike the others chooses to hold his breath, and not bresth in the foul sewer scent that the others pointed out.
Water drips down from the opening, water falling through the hole gathers in the trickle along the bottom and there is the sound of the occasional splash from somewhere ahead. The sewer way opens up and from somewhere in the distance, the energetic sound of heavy fucking comes to you, the slapping of large bodies and growls of pleasure are faintly heard. Branching out in front of you, the sewer goes on a ways, the water slowly rising in the central channel and flowing down from above through regular openings, the splash and trickle as the sewers get a long overdue bath, stirring up long dry deposits caked into corners, and the smell getting richer. Somewhere ahead, footsteps sound.
Eri smiles brightly before releasing Rev, with long sticky strands of thin slime stretching from her underbelly to him. Though the quiet salamander merely remains not two steps behind the golden fairy man. Opting to merely follow the troop, though she does lean over to whisper to him. "You are getting a bath right away after this mister~"
Felictus shrugs and begins moving towards the sound, "I guess they are just spending their time copulating, so shall we visit them? Maybe we will find someone sane enough to talk to." Felictus said in their crooning voice, before stopping after taking a couple of steps, "Hmm, I am hearing footsteps, I wonder if it is a welcoming committee."
Lila's eyes widen and her ears flicker. She nibbles her lower lip and forgets the potent smell of the sewer as the listens intently to the sound. She shivers and squeezes her two sets of thighs together, the ache of her heat growing more intense as a vivid mental image begins to play out in her head. "Hmm, heavens, it sounds like someone's having some fun. Maybe we should go check it out? Just to... make sure they're being friendly," she says, her hooves prancing a bit and bushy tail lifting up. Her head lifts high, hearing the sound of footsteps approaching. She smiles wide in giddy anticipation, but squeezes her eyes shut and brings her ears down, pressing them against the sides of her head to soften the noise a bit. "Keep it together girl."
Rev frowns thoughtfully feeling a little annoyed bh the sensation of his wet feathered wings the. Nephilims form sort of distorts as his bones, and flesh shift, and changes shape. Ending with the angelic man taking on the appearance of a solar dragon. He grins down at Eri who is now smaller than him. "Agreed if you join me in the bath."
Rev
The sound of running water is louder here, but with less light. Your comms beep softly, letting you know that they're only getting a weak signal if any, and the sound of footsteps are getting louder, humping going on with loud grunts and strange squelches. Something tingles your nose, a long sinuous shape sliding through the water of the tunnel nearby, and you could swear you hear it mutter "Forsooth!" before slipping into a culvert built low into the wall. This certainly isn't Kansas anymore.
Eri kneels down as she attempts to sneak by on the walkways beside the waterways trying to keep from having to much in the water see her if an eye were to turn up from the waterways, occasionally stopping behind everyone, again not two steps behind.
Felictus moved with the group. Reaching the new location, Felictus tilted their head, "So, what we got in the water now?" they asked no one in particular before moving a bit closer, "Excuse me, Mister or Miss Shakespeare, care to come out of that mountain spring water you are swimming in?" the vampire said with teasingly.
Lila closes her eyes and trembles, the vigorous fucking echoing through the sewers making her ache. She moos softly under her breath and moves towards Eri, rubbing her cheek against one of the salamander's legs. "I... I'm not feeling too good guys. All of this sexiness, it's getting to my head," she says with a whimper. "Maybe I... I need to go back up and stay with that gruff, studdly looking bull-" She sneers and shakes her head. "Hathor, please, stop whispering, I can't hear myself think."
Rev scrapes a claw against the underside of his mighty jaws. The dragons form now nude having shed the armor he had warn as a Nephilim being as it is all now much to small. Is now well rather in the buff leaving his twin draconic shafts to hang down between his thighs. The only thing he seems to be left if whst he was wearing is the back strapped between his wings. The big dragon decides to tske things slow, and to carefully listen to the echies of noise as to in hopes avoid confusing his directions. Now while the dragon chooses his steps carefully he doesnt seem very worried about being detected. The dragon however keeps a short distance from Eri. And scratches his chin as he he watches, and listens to Lila.
Sounds get more muffled, the water level at your feet rising and overlapping the ditch running through the middle, while twigs and other debris are carried off in the flow, along with less identifiable and certainly less appetizing things. A large moisture covered silk egg bobs in the stream, bouncing about before getting caught in a pile of twigs. The sound of flitting wings is close now, and a shadow, slightly darker than the gloom around it comes closer with a light beating of wings "Hey! What are you doing here?" the Moth girl hovers close-by, holding a stick in her hand and dropping white glowing dust behind her, the water picking it up and carrying it away like tiny stars. "Who are you," she humms and then looks down to Lila's feet, seeing the silk pouch "My sac!" she cries, darting forward and poking with the stick, her wing opening a small nick along Lila's flank. Clearly outmatched, she's feints and makes a dive for the bobbling ball.
Felictus trudged around in the sewers with the rest of the group. The vampire still looked as beaming as always, perfectly hiding their annoyance at getting their feet and shoes damp. As the moth girl appears, Felictus takes their time to watch the scene unfold, but as the moth girl dives in to grab the sac, the vampire springs into action and rushes towards her, pouncing her, in an attempt to subdue her as gently as possible.
Lila winces at the cut the Moth's stick left on her body, but her mind is more focused on other matters. She furrows her brow and frowns, moving away from the egg sack. "I... I'm sorry, I didn't see it. I just..." She closes her eyes and lets out another moo under her breath, her expression softening lightly. "can't think too well, this damn heat and hathor just keeps talking." She looks down and steps fowards, picking up the egg sack to offer it to the Moth girl. "Here, your baby. I would never want to do anything to keep a mother from her baby."
Rev eyes the moth girl, and begins prepare to trap the little moth when Felictus pounces on her. The dragon shrugs as a torrent of vines suddenly sprout from the from the palm of one if his hands. Which ensare both the moth, and felictus. If all goes according to plan at anyrate. Should the vines be effective they will will more or less cocoon the two together in a mass of vines.
The Moth girl folds loosely in Felictus's arms, pressed into the ground while Rev surrounds them both with vines, swarming over every inch and pulling tight. Unable to reach the egg, the girl moans in Felictus's arms and grinds in an attempt to get away, the rags of a t-shirt she wears showing a torn and faded Zephyr logo on one arm and her body lithe and warm. "Leggo, meanie!" she snarls in her tiny way, squirming to be free but managing to press her breasts against the larger person holding her down at every opportunity and blushing like a school-girl. "Stealing my dinner!"
Lila's eyes widen. "Dinner? You fucking..." Her horns, usually small and dull, grow long and sharp, following down her jaw to point at the moth girl. She snorts and drags a hoof back, her fur bristling . "Don't you dare eat that baby you cunt," she says in a deep demanding tone.
Whistling idly to himself, Thelergramor pads around on one of his patrols. In the sewer. Good to keep an eye on this place sometimes... Armed with an assortment of weapons mounted on his vest, the fox just keeps on whistling. Doesn't have any idea what's going on, not hearing anything that was said... Just peers at the people doing their... stuff. "Is there a problem here?" Peers at them from a good 20 yards away. Possibly. Depends on the exact environment of the sewers...
Felictus bit their lower lip and stood up, the squirming moth girl still in their grasp, before moving outside of the reach of the vines. The vampire gave Rev a glare, "Thanks for that, I can't go on with my day without some nice thorns piercing my skin." Feli's sarcastic comment came. With a sigh they focused once more on the moth girl in hand, holding her now in a tight hug, with her arms under theirs, "So, now how about you relax and starts telling us whose egg is that and why do you want to eat it?" Feli said as their vermillion gaze focused on the moth girl's eyes, the strange irises forming spiral in their depths, distracting and lulling the moth girl into submission, or at least trying to.
Rev rolls his eyes at the vampire. "I saw my chance to restrain our little friend here, and took it." He says as his vines squeeze tight around the moth girl. And while Lila attempts to intimidate the moth, and Felictus attempts to calm her, and get her to talk. Which kind of counter each otherS influence in a sense. Rev crouches down and snags the remains of the moths clothing with one of his claws. Seeing the zephyr zephyr logo he frowns then leans in, and bites the moth on the shoulder his saliva mixing in with her blokd, and acting as a sedative. As he drapes the vine wrapped moth over his shoulder.
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Eri remained hidden, unmoving and silent, watching the on goings and not getting involved for or against the moth. To her it was merely the natural order of the food chain, much like her reserve. It the ruined city has it's own self balancing ecosystem, unlike her reserve which is all artificial. Though secretly she hoped the egg was infertile.
Shrieking in a high pitched titter, talking so fast it sounds like she's on a speed bender. Kicking her tiny feet and beating at Feli's chest in the cutest way, her swinging breasts bounce and press into the neuter vampire, honestly more playful than worried. It's when Lila wades in, the Bull rising to the fore that the girl seems to realize what's really going on, and shrieks to high heaven. "NO, NO don't let it eat me! Don't! Don't! Leggo!" pounding and spraying multi-hued powder from her wings, coating the tunnel in her dust and everyone there. She keeps going till the fangs sink into her skin, delivering a soothing payload, the injection soon has her shivering and then just as Rev pulls tight, the thorns sinking deeper into Feli's flesh and tearing her wings, she passes out. Quiet, after the shrieking, quiet enough that you can hear the tatoo of rain falling through open sewer grates, the rumble of thunder making a haunting echo in the lonely tunnels.
The powder itches and burns, sticking to your armor, it feels like glue mixed with gnats coating your body, working its way into any crack it can and itching, biting, shocking you every time you move, making your defenses far less effective with the constant distraction.
Lila groans and pulls back, covering her eyes but soon remembers her purpose and steels herself stepping back towards the moth, grabbing at the egg to hold it gently and carefully in her arms. "it's okay, no one's going to eat you dear," she whispers softly to the egg as she cradles in her arms, ignoring the powder's sting.
Thelergramor still really has no idea what was going on, but there was some powder... And it burned... and there is people and a moth that's afraid of being eaten. The fox sits, in the shitty water, and watches for now, concerned.
Felictus let out a long sigh as their skin began to itch, just as the thorns kept digging in. As Rev sedated the moth and threw her over his shoulder, Felictus shrugged, "Oi, how about asking nicely before doing that, eh?" the vampire said, melodic voice filled with sarcasm, before they moved away, "And thanks again for the thorns." Feli let out another sigh and kept walking until they were a comfortable distance away from the group, before they took out a medical kit and began removing the thorns on their bleeding skin, the plethora of pains more of an annoyance than naything else right now.
Rev sets the moth girl down after a brief moment of thought, and cuts the vines loose. His form declines insize, and eventually takes on the shape of a mad doctor, and after digging out his own set of medical supplies he begins to pluck the thorns out of the moth girl so that he can bandage her up.
Eri took a step or two back, holding back a grunt as she knelt down, slithering just the tips of her long black tentacles out and cupping her hands beneath them gathering up the very plentiful lubricates into them and using it to rinse off the dust from her, one limb at a time, making all sorts of juicy wet noises as she slathered the healing nanite rich goo about herself, and wiping it away leaving the dust behind, all the while remoistening her bare skin before sneaking up behind the slowest person in the group and using this same technique on Lila's head and face perhaps whispering. "Hold still for alittle while. And close your eyes..."
The trickle in the middle of the tunnel swells slowly as you work to take care of your needs. Moth-girl rests comfortably on the floor, breathing softly and occasionally twitchin, her tattered wings mending a tiny bit in the time it takes to heal and wash yourselves, and she gets more help from Rev in his new form. The sound of slithering and splashes comes from near the ground, a small "Drat, foiled." echoing softly in the tunnel, clear to anyone with animal hearing. Five minutes go by when the sound of foot-falls echoes from a side-tunnel, with the scrape of fur and click of nails along the tunnel floor. Insdistinct, a soft hissing conversation can be heard occasionally, but the words are far too accented to make out properly.
The egg itself is safe, unharmed and whole. The silk seems to cover a more solid shell, one that definitely didn't come from a Moth, even one as pretty and hurt as this.
