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Mistress' choice I think. she said, sighing as the belt slid away and stretching her legs a bit, sticking her tongue out in response to the question. There was always the Song of Blood... she pointed out, something she hadn't seen personally but that Ashlie had likely shared with her.
 
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"Okay. I didn't get to try that out yet anyway. As long as we stay away from the Song of Stars we should be fine." Christine says, heading for the stairs.
 
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The path to the song of Blood is smooth and easy, and as always the entryway opened into a pulsing, slick, warm hallway and floor of flesh and bone, long tendrils, though very thin, drifting out from the walls to brush and tease as they passed.

Pulsing membranes served as doors, opening smoothly as either Tam or Christine approached and the ottergirl was looking around. It's almost like we're inside some great Beast or monster. she muttered, looking around at familiar open pods full of cilia and tentacles, and other less obvious fixtures in the walls and floor, as well as several in the ceiling that lowered thick tendrils with bright yellow bulbs on the end towards them, these actively seeking the pair out and having to be avoided.
 
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"I wonder if there's a heart, then." Christine replies, starting to wander around, avoiding any obvious traps, her tails gently swishing about.
 
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I would give you an answer, but honestly? There's no telling with this place. Tam answered, while they walked, the otter following whatever path Christine took. Obvious traps weren't an issue, but some of the less obvious ones, as they searched deeper on this floor, were starting to be a problem.

The growths on the ceiling were getting more aggressive the deeper they went, one managing to get ahold of Tam and shove it's tendril into her mouth until she wriggled free of it as it tried to reel her into the air, making them both more cautious around them, and several small depressions in the floor opening wider then before threatening to swallow them down into a wet, tight chamber that ensured a good amount of entertainment.

But they could hear it now, a steady pulse in the air and walls. There was a heart, and it was further ahead. As they turned a corner, the walls grew shut behind them ensuring the only direction to travel, was deeper into the Song.
 
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Getting surprisingly far, Christine hears what indeed seems to be the heart of the Song. Then, without warning, the tunnel behind them vanishes. "That's SUCH a cliché!" she complains out loud, continuing onwards even more carefully than before.
 
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As they continued, they both managed to avoid the traps which was surprising to the GM, to the point of him cursing RNG's angrily at home while they continued onwards into the song, until they slid down a slight incline onto a wide ring surrounding a pulsing mass, beating in cycles of 4, hanging in the air as a heart, literally, with... Salazar, resting in it's center, seemingly peacefully asleep, held in the pulsing flesh firmly, indeed to the point of being completely fused to the heart of the castle... It would certainly explain his ability to be anywhere at anytime.

Which probably also meant that Lillith's butler was the castle itself...
 
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Christine whistles slowly at the sight. "Well, I certainly wasn't expecting that." she whispers to Tam. Her thoughts racing, she stares at the form in front of them for a long while. "Disturbing him would probably be a bad idea. How would you go about finding a way out of a place like this?"
 
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Patiently, we don't really know how this thing works... Tam answered, looking around. If a door closes behind you. Assume it's locked and don't waste time. She muttered, circling around the heart slowly and carefully to find a a tunnel behind it. But it forked several yards down, all the walls pulsing in rhythm with the heart, and with the openings and tendrils swaying in time to match.
 
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Christine nods and follows Tam's lead, careful around the tendrils. "You're the expert."
 
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Obviously not, I got caught remember. Tam answered, tapping her collar as they both made their way carefully along the tunnel, Tam making a note of the pattern and making a stuttering approach to the fork. The fork was not what it originally appeared to be however, as one path sharply curved up into a climb, heading higher into the Keep, while the other did the exact opposite.

The Circulatory metaphor was getting a little too literal for Christine's taste... all that was missing so far was moving blood and antibodies... and she had no idea what shape those would take in this place. But it was obvious this was a feeding network for the entire castle.
 
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"If this was a normal castle, going up would get us into the Song of Bones. That's NOT where we want to go." Christine says, opting for the lower path.
 
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What? Don't want a farewell snuggle in the cages? Tam joked, laughing a little bit as they headed down, Tam sliding down the tunnel once it became too steep to walk, and landing on the soft, semi bouncy flesh of the tunnel, several tendrils at the base lazily waving around and pawing at her, but not grabbing her. Christine experienced the same curious warm touches but they'd officially entered somewhere else in the castle, three openings forked out around them and small red slimes sliding around the walls, floor, and ceilings.
 
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"I wouldn't mind, but I was told to keep YOU away from there." Christine replies, almost falling over as she starts sliding, only to land in something soft. Waving back at the tentacles, she picks the leftmost tunnel, eyeing the slimes suspiciously.
 
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I'll be sure to let them know you 'wouldn't mind' Tam giggled, poking a slime, which backed away, shuddering and cowering, before it flattened out, and hurled itself at Tam's face, the others around the walls all acting in unison now launching themselves at the ottergirl as she fell over and began struggling while she was mobbed by the baseball sized jellies.
 
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Christine sighs as Tam provokes an attack by the odd slimes. "Have fun." Leaving the ottergirl to their mercy, she continues along the tunnel.
 
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The slimes do the obvious as Tam lets out a muffled moan, allowing the jelly to invade her mouth, while the others filled her lower holes and began the vigorous fucking Christine had come to expect. But what was more interesting was that they were taking her squirming red slime covered form somewhere, marching her down the giant artery towards some destination that at the moment was in the same direction Christine was headed.

As the flesh door slid open to admit them both, several long tendrils shifted and extended from the walls, each equipped with a round looking head about the size of a softball with a deep purple X of seams on the end

9 vs 17, miss.

Which upon noticing the occupants, lunged for Christine, entirely ignoring Tam, who had just cum impressively into her tight slimy prison, and was being carried further into the corridor smoothly while Christine dodged the attempt to seize her person, leaving her at the corridor's entrance.
 
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As the jellies march past Christine, she sees no reason not to continue on her way, though the sight of Tam bound up by them is delicious. As she sees the feelers appear from the walls, Christine instinctively dodges the first swipe, quickly backing out of their reach and watching as the jellies continues carrying Tam forth. "I must be getting good at this. That didn't even come close. she mutters to herself. Gauging their reach for a moment, the kitsune does a few feints, trying to see how quickly they react. Once satisfied, she attempts to slip past them and follow Tam.
 
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FEINTS! no nat 1's. Christine avoids tripping over her own tails

ATTEMPTS TO MOVE FORWARD!
16 vs 17. well, that didn't take long, Christine is grappled! -1 to rolls
SHE TRIES TO ESCAPE!
16-1=15 vs nat 20! She is definitely grabbied now. -2, +2AP
2/10 AP

Feinting forward and tracking their motions, Christine felt confident enough to try and move forward, which proved to be an immediate mistake for her, that or she had simply become too comfortable as a tendril she stepped passed, looped around her ankle causing her to stumble as it coiled around her left leg and it's pod like opening engulfed her foot, it's myriad inner tendrils, small and writhing, tormenting and tickling her trapped foot as she tried to free herself. it's grip wasn't all that strong at the moment as it felt like the small tendrils were tasting her.

Her bid for freedom however led her to fall forward, too more tendrils coiling around her arms, her left hand being engulfed and pulled towards the ceiling as several others began to drift along her chest, one forcefully pushing her outfit down far enough to open and engulf her right breast, the small tendrils within the warm interior of the bulb twisting around her nipple and tugging gently while the others stroked, the opening of the tentacle itself giving her a firm, slick, warm pressure wrapped around her breast while the smaller tendrils within played.
 
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Stumbling as a tendril wraps around her ankle, for a moment Christine thinks she can still make it past and she bullishly continues onwards, only to get both of her arms snared by the vicious feelers. Simultaneously, a tendril slips under the front of her suit, pulling it down to bare her breasts and engulfing her right orb, immediately homing in on her nipple and drawing a gasp of pleasure from her. "Foul!" she mutters, trying to throw her weight forward so she could pull herself free.
 
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