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Re: A Wild Flower (Ryu Doppler)
"Uhhh.... Jezebel? No, no I don't think I know anyone by that name.... We're a scholarly organization, not a militant order! I'm not... Really sure how much help we could be really, we certainly weren't of much use when those things attacked... Though, I guess our suits were kind of useful against the slime that many of the creatures seem to exude. Aaanyway, I guess it's no surprise if Hafstead only has the one alchemist, it's a pretty small place. You can ask the others to go and help, but I'm not really sure what they'll say about it, that's a long walk!"
The figure seemed at once both flustered and relaxed, and after messing around with the concoction they'd been working on for a moment they lifted their mask slightly - exposing a slightly pale but finely sculpted chin - and taking a small swig of the thick brown fluid from a ladle. "Mmmm.... Needs more salt next time," they said in a decidedly feminine voice before pouring some of it into a bowl, revealing it to be a small portion of some sort of stew. "Hold on, lemme just change out of this, I'll show you around a bit," they said, and then walked over to the side of the room and pulled off their hood and mask, hanging both up.
A short bob of bright pink hair, obviously dyed given the brown roots, was swung loose. Then she unzipped her outfit from behind, revealing that she didn't have a whole lot on underneath it. In fact, as she slid the outfit down to let it pool on the floor, she ended up being naked beneath it save for a pair of tight, lacy black panties that left very little to the imagination... And as lithe as the figure was, her widened hips and shapely backside certainly drew the eye. Arthur blushed and stammered, unsure if he ought to look away, while Clarissa whistled suggestively and made no effort to make it seem like she was looking anywhere but at the alchemist's bottom. "Like what you see?" the alchemist asked playfully, wiggling her rump, before bending over to hang up her outfit and hanging it up. "Definitely~" Clarissa replied. The girl grabbed a white coat and put it on, though it didn't quite go down far enough to stop a hint of her shapely posterior from showing at the bottom edge of it.
"I'm Himi by the way! Lemme just grab my lunch and I'll show you around," she said, not bothering to close her coat and thus showing off some very minor cleavage as she walked over, picked up her soup bowl and a spoon, and then led them out of the lab she'd been working in. "Mmm, come on, I think most of the others are over in the lab!" she said as she headed for the door, leading them out and ultimately down the hall, to the left, up some stairs, back down a different hall in the opposite direction, and then on the left on the far end of the building. She ate soup the entire time. There were six others there, all in the same outfit that Himi had been wearing but sans the masks and hoods.
Four humans there were, all of amazonian complexion and of varying ages and sexes, as well as two night elves, both women and older. The closest to the door was an old man with a serious face, covered in wrinkles that seemed to crinkle intensely as he turned a disapproving scowl on Himi, whose hair had seemingly long turned a snowy white and receded from the top of his head. Beside him, at the same desk where they were seemingly grinding up some wasps, was a woman with lustrous black hair and dazzling brown eyes that was framed by an exceptionally pretty face. She smiled crookedly at Himi, eyes sweeping down over the half naked woman and then giving an overdone roll. The next two, an elf and a human man, were both short and had short dark hair, but seemed fairly neutral expressions regarding Himi, their flat looks suggesting that it wasn't much of a surprise, and the human man didn't even look their way for long before returning to their work at a desk slowly mixing something in a big pot. On the next table over was the other night elf, looking more mature than the first and with much longer blue hair, who smirked at Himi before looking curiously at Ione, and beside her was a younger looking human man with a paler complexion than the others.
"Hey everybody!" Himi said, "we've got visitors!" She gestured, once more letting Ione introduce them and explain their purpose here, as Arthur was still flustered and Clarissa was still staring at her butt.
Ione: HP = 65, PP = 42, EP = 79, Status = Fine
NPC Stats
Mandragora: HP = 50, PP = 42, EP = 86, Status = Fine
Clarissa: HP = 72, PP = 46, EP = 46, Status = Fine
Arthur: HP = 51, PP = 66, EP = 67, Status = Fine
Sivi: HP = 35, PP = 50, EP = 55, Status = Fine
NPC Stats
Mandragora: HP = 50, PP = 42, EP = 86, Status = Fine
Clarissa: HP = 72, PP = 46, EP = 46, Status = Fine
Arthur: HP = 51, PP = 66, EP = 67, Status = Fine
Sivi: HP = 35, PP = 50, EP = 55, Status = Fine
"Uhhh.... Jezebel? No, no I don't think I know anyone by that name.... We're a scholarly organization, not a militant order! I'm not... Really sure how much help we could be really, we certainly weren't of much use when those things attacked... Though, I guess our suits were kind of useful against the slime that many of the creatures seem to exude. Aaanyway, I guess it's no surprise if Hafstead only has the one alchemist, it's a pretty small place. You can ask the others to go and help, but I'm not really sure what they'll say about it, that's a long walk!"
The figure seemed at once both flustered and relaxed, and after messing around with the concoction they'd been working on for a moment they lifted their mask slightly - exposing a slightly pale but finely sculpted chin - and taking a small swig of the thick brown fluid from a ladle. "Mmmm.... Needs more salt next time," they said in a decidedly feminine voice before pouring some of it into a bowl, revealing it to be a small portion of some sort of stew. "Hold on, lemme just change out of this, I'll show you around a bit," they said, and then walked over to the side of the room and pulled off their hood and mask, hanging both up.
A short bob of bright pink hair, obviously dyed given the brown roots, was swung loose. Then she unzipped her outfit from behind, revealing that she didn't have a whole lot on underneath it. In fact, as she slid the outfit down to let it pool on the floor, she ended up being naked beneath it save for a pair of tight, lacy black panties that left very little to the imagination... And as lithe as the figure was, her widened hips and shapely backside certainly drew the eye. Arthur blushed and stammered, unsure if he ought to look away, while Clarissa whistled suggestively and made no effort to make it seem like she was looking anywhere but at the alchemist's bottom. "Like what you see?" the alchemist asked playfully, wiggling her rump, before bending over to hang up her outfit and hanging it up. "Definitely~" Clarissa replied. The girl grabbed a white coat and put it on, though it didn't quite go down far enough to stop a hint of her shapely posterior from showing at the bottom edge of it.
"I'm Himi by the way! Lemme just grab my lunch and I'll show you around," she said, not bothering to close her coat and thus showing off some very minor cleavage as she walked over, picked up her soup bowl and a spoon, and then led them out of the lab she'd been working in. "Mmm, come on, I think most of the others are over in the lab!" she said as she headed for the door, leading them out and ultimately down the hall, to the left, up some stairs, back down a different hall in the opposite direction, and then on the left on the far end of the building. She ate soup the entire time. There were six others there, all in the same outfit that Himi had been wearing but sans the masks and hoods.
Four humans there were, all of amazonian complexion and of varying ages and sexes, as well as two night elves, both women and older. The closest to the door was an old man with a serious face, covered in wrinkles that seemed to crinkle intensely as he turned a disapproving scowl on Himi, whose hair had seemingly long turned a snowy white and receded from the top of his head. Beside him, at the same desk where they were seemingly grinding up some wasps, was a woman with lustrous black hair and dazzling brown eyes that was framed by an exceptionally pretty face. She smiled crookedly at Himi, eyes sweeping down over the half naked woman and then giving an overdone roll. The next two, an elf and a human man, were both short and had short dark hair, but seemed fairly neutral expressions regarding Himi, their flat looks suggesting that it wasn't much of a surprise, and the human man didn't even look their way for long before returning to their work at a desk slowly mixing something in a big pot. On the next table over was the other night elf, looking more mature than the first and with much longer blue hair, who smirked at Himi before looking curiously at Ione, and beside her was a younger looking human man with a paler complexion than the others.
"Hey everybody!" Himi said, "we've got visitors!" She gestured, once more letting Ione introduce them and explain their purpose here, as Arthur was still flustered and Clarissa was still staring at her butt.
