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Re: Party Time (dragoon93041)
Allise was breathing heavier by the minute, breathing in wave after wave of Pan's potent musk, and the other physical indications of the lust prompted by his pheromones were only growing more obvious and more intense. As he started taking things out of his pack to show her, the su-ku-ta leaned in closer, flicking pale pink hair aside while she started to pant. "Oh, he is! We've been having some trouble, but I took something from the apothecary this morning that should help~" she said absentmindedly, watching him pull the weapons out of his pack and set them on the table.
"Hummmm... This all looks like it's in good shape," she said, gingerly handling each weapon and checking them for damage. "Stuff like this tends to move... If nothing else we can sell it to a mercenary company. None of it is terribly well crafted, but all serviceable.... How about thirty for the whole lot?" she added after a moment, looking up at Pan and then blinking.
She closed her eyes, breathing deep as if trying to steady herself, but as he knew that was only making the matter worse. Giving her head a little shake, Allise slowly opened her eyes again, letting out her next breath in a little gasp when she shifted her posture a little below the table.
Pan: HP = 65, PP = 68, EP = 111, Status = Fine, 24/30 TP
Allise was breathing heavier by the minute, breathing in wave after wave of Pan's potent musk, and the other physical indications of the lust prompted by his pheromones were only growing more obvious and more intense. As he started taking things out of his pack to show her, the su-ku-ta leaned in closer, flicking pale pink hair aside while she started to pant. "Oh, he is! We've been having some trouble, but I took something from the apothecary this morning that should help~" she said absentmindedly, watching him pull the weapons out of his pack and set them on the table.
"Hummmm... This all looks like it's in good shape," she said, gingerly handling each weapon and checking them for damage. "Stuff like this tends to move... If nothing else we can sell it to a mercenary company. None of it is terribly well crafted, but all serviceable.... How about thirty for the whole lot?" she added after a moment, looking up at Pan and then blinking.
She closed her eyes, breathing deep as if trying to steady herself, but as he knew that was only making the matter worse. Giving her head a little shake, Allise slowly opened her eyes again, letting out her next breath in a little gasp when she shifted her posture a little below the table.