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Re: Beds are Burning (Smokefish, Hafnium, and Gargantua Blarg) GMed by Mind Flayer
Fyriss growled warningly as Ambalika spoke of no fun and dirty trust-betraying rape-sex, but didn't say anything beyond that. She did not as Kindle gave her thoughts about the lair, and would try to untangle herself from Ambalika as her older kin began to do the same. The mention of fire and food was something Fyriss could agree with right about then. She wouldn't be too happy if Ambalika tried to restrain her, nor did she feel this was the time, so perhaps for once in her life the Naga-like Draconian could restrain herself. The temperamental Draconian didn't have high hopes of it though.
Whether she had to wiggle herself out from Ambalika's coils or not, Fyriss would head back to camp without much delay after the talk with her kin about their situation. As Sophia looked their way when they returned to camp, and began talking about food... Fyriss' eyes glowered briefly as she made her way straight towards the part-demon. Answering aloud for all to hear, and her tone was slightly annoyed at Sophia's hesitance to share the food. "If we hadn't rescued you, there would be no food for anyone, would there? We can hunt tomorrow, but tonight I say we get to eat our share of it.", before Sophia could sit herself down however, Fyriss expression, and tone, softened considerably as she reached her hand out for Sophia, as if asking for her hand. "As for you, Sophia, I wa... I'd like to talk with you...", the Draconian looked over the camp briefly, her gaze ending up on Ambalika. "Alone, without any interruption.", her tone of voice was more towards everyone, but she still hoped to make sure her sister didn't have any more bright ideas. Fyriss' tone of voice was a little uncertain, but also that she'd rather not have to deal with any but's. She just wanted some alone time with the Part-Demon.
[Below is if Sophia comes along with Fyriss]
In the case of Sophia not making a scene and simply following along with Fyriss, the Draconian would lead the part-demon a bit away from the camp. Not far, just to be out of sight. Had Sophia went along with holding the Draconian's hand then Fyriss' hold in turn would've been firm, but not rough. And if all had went well so far the Draconian would stop, turn, and face the Part-Demon. As she spoke quietly, her tone was one of uncertainty, and a bit of regret. "Sophia, I... I know I am not the nicest person to be around at times, and I'm sorry that I vented on you like that earlier...", Fyriss paused briefly, again looking like she was trying to find the words. She wasn't finding them. If she still had Sophia's hand in hers she would squeeze gently. "I... I just hope I still have another chance to prove myself deserving of... your gratitude...", Fyriss gaze lowered, part in regret, and part to stare longingly at Sophia's bust. She wasn't good at this moochy kind of talk, and was likely making things worse with every word uttered.
Stuck between her pride and trying to fix things up with Sophia, this wasn't the easiest situation for Fyriss, nor was it made any easier after Ambalika's warmth and smothering having got her body all riled up either.
Fyriss growled warningly as Ambalika spoke of no fun and dirty trust-betraying rape-sex, but didn't say anything beyond that. She did not as Kindle gave her thoughts about the lair, and would try to untangle herself from Ambalika as her older kin began to do the same. The mention of fire and food was something Fyriss could agree with right about then. She wouldn't be too happy if Ambalika tried to restrain her, nor did she feel this was the time, so perhaps for once in her life the Naga-like Draconian could restrain herself. The temperamental Draconian didn't have high hopes of it though.
Whether she had to wiggle herself out from Ambalika's coils or not, Fyriss would head back to camp without much delay after the talk with her kin about their situation. As Sophia looked their way when they returned to camp, and began talking about food... Fyriss' eyes glowered briefly as she made her way straight towards the part-demon. Answering aloud for all to hear, and her tone was slightly annoyed at Sophia's hesitance to share the food. "If we hadn't rescued you, there would be no food for anyone, would there? We can hunt tomorrow, but tonight I say we get to eat our share of it.", before Sophia could sit herself down however, Fyriss expression, and tone, softened considerably as she reached her hand out for Sophia, as if asking for her hand. "As for you, Sophia, I wa... I'd like to talk with you...", the Draconian looked over the camp briefly, her gaze ending up on Ambalika. "Alone, without any interruption.", her tone of voice was more towards everyone, but she still hoped to make sure her sister didn't have any more bright ideas. Fyriss' tone of voice was a little uncertain, but also that she'd rather not have to deal with any but's. She just wanted some alone time with the Part-Demon.
[Below is if Sophia comes along with Fyriss]
In the case of Sophia not making a scene and simply following along with Fyriss, the Draconian would lead the part-demon a bit away from the camp. Not far, just to be out of sight. Had Sophia went along with holding the Draconian's hand then Fyriss' hold in turn would've been firm, but not rough. And if all had went well so far the Draconian would stop, turn, and face the Part-Demon. As she spoke quietly, her tone was one of uncertainty, and a bit of regret. "Sophia, I... I know I am not the nicest person to be around at times, and I'm sorry that I vented on you like that earlier...", Fyriss paused briefly, again looking like she was trying to find the words. She wasn't finding them. If she still had Sophia's hand in hers she would squeeze gently. "I... I just hope I still have another chance to prove myself deserving of... your gratitude...", Fyriss gaze lowered, part in regret, and part to stare longingly at Sophia's bust. She wasn't good at this moochy kind of talk, and was likely making things worse with every word uttered.
Stuck between her pride and trying to fix things up with Sophia, this wasn't the easiest situation for Fyriss, nor was it made any easier after Ambalika's warmth and smothering having got her body all riled up either.