Completed This Isn't Where I Left My Frying Pan!

(Kise) Food isn't the only thing they serve here, can Artur get the hint?

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This shining population center is considered the jewel of The Sylira Region. Home of the vast majority of Mizahar's population, Syliras is nestled in a quiet, sprawling valley on the shores of the Suvan Sea. [Lore]

This Isn't Where I Left My Frying Pan!

Postby Artur on June 22nd, 2013, 11:52 pm

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Kise said something about being drunk though the term hardly rang a bell for Artur, he could only laugh and muse to the squire as he found it rather funny. "Maaaaybe." He managed to say after he got a laugh, another hic sounded off to prove it so as he leaned back and relaxed. He pushed on the hard stone floor with his hands to hold himself up as he leaned, the drowsiness began to settle in as he relaxed and listened to Kise further. Apparently he didn't believe Artur to be a bear, which kind of intrigued the bear at this point considering his dispostion. What does a drunk bear do when one doesn't believe him to be a bear. "I don't care much for dirt," another hic as he leaned forward once more, "Unless its in my food. Then I care because its no longer any good." A bit of a slur came to the end of his words, a puzzled expression came to his drunken demeanor as he looked to Kise with a furrowed brow. Kise wanted to hear more about him wanting to be this bear that he already was, and in his state of mind it made no sense what so ever.

"Not sure I follow you man, but if you really want to know I'll show you." He shrugged as he struggled to stand on his feet, a mischevious grin filled his expression as he staggered around. He wasn't sure how Kise would react to him trying to stand nor did he care, he had a one track mind when he came to be drunk like he was. When the bear had his footing he tugged at the bottom of his shirt and rolled it off his back, pulling it off to be dropped next to him as he swayed back and forth. He didn't think about how weird this could be getting for Kise, as he had clearly forgotten nudity in the presence of others was shunned in places like this. When he unknotted the hemph that held his pants at his waist he let the baggy trousers fall, he had taken a step back with his sandals slipped off now in full nude glory. In human aspect one could definitely see Artur as a bear now with his round body covered in brown hair, he took a moment to focus on the shift into animal form without even caring about what Kise might think.

Being drunk he had to focus just a bit on the task, but after ten ticks he came to be shrouded in light that lit up the entire room. Just as soon as it had appeared the flash had died down, and in place where a human Artur stood the brown bear Artur replaced. He didn't make any noise when he had turned into his animal form, as he didn't want to alarm his friend with his current form. Artur fell onto his bottom with a plomp as he did in his human form, a look to Kise to see the squires reaction. Only now there were three Kises instead of one, as the alcoholic effect only came to be stronger. Artur would sway forward and backwards in a content manner, vacants eyes on the triple Kise as he waited to see how all three reacted.

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This Isn't Where I Left My Frying Pan!

Postby Kisetukai on June 24th, 2013, 12:10 am

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K watched the boy with amusement as he talked about dirt, it was obvious and apparent now, he had enough to drink. Slurring and talking about dirt in his food, K couldn't take anymore, he wanted to put an end to it. But it seemed, Arty had other plans, as he said he was going to show him. Show me?... How in the world would he... K watched with shock as the boy wobbled and attempted to stand, it was all becoming apparent to him, he was knowing what was going on. Oh gods.... He's about to dance, this drunken fool is gonna attempt to dance?! Oh gods I gotta stop him, I gotta at least attempt to-

"Arty no please don't..." His soft voice faded off as the bear stood, his face showed intentions that K deciphered to be fun, and he didn't like fun. Well that's what he tried to convince to himself, but in all honesty, he really did. He was interested in at least watching this so called bear, it was gonna be funny, he was excited. A huge smile plastered itself on his face, he decided to get his body comfortable, just as his face. He leaned his body back, resting on his backside, watching with his intrigued expression. His left knee pointing at the ceiling, bent and up, his right leg fully extended out. His palms flat on the ground, the cold, cold, cold ground. He was ready to see some entertainment.

Immediately, the entertainment was beginning, and off to an unorthodox start. The boy took off his shirt, forcing K to arch his left eyebrow, letting out a small chuckle that caused his belly to rise and quickly descend. "Ok... So he's drunk, we got that out of the way." K looked down, sliding his very own drink a bit over with his right hand, not wanting to think about sipping. "This is exactly why I tell people not to drink, because they-" K looked up to find the boy in the process of stripping, fully stripping, taking off his poor pants. Letting them drop, besides his sandals, his hole body was exposed.

Involuntarily, K's smile deteriorated, it was so odd. The corners of his smile dropped, until it was a fill fledged frown, his eyes burning with disappointment. Staring directly at the boys manhood, he was on eye level, which wasn't good. He didn't even notice him swaying, his eyesight was locked on the new exposed limb... Instantly, coming back to reality, his right eye twitched a bit. Mugging the boy intensely, his head spun, viciously. As he looked behind him toward Mia, he saw she was still sleep, but he didn't care about her. It was his damn problem with other men. He began to gag, as he threw up in his mouth, swapping it instinctively as the acidic burn welcomed his throat. Gagging more, he turned with his head high aimed at the boys face.

It seemed Arty was in a trance, not even listening to him, but he still spoke. "What the fuck?!" K said aloud, he didn't even care about respect for Mia, he was pissed. "Why the hell are you naked?! I don't care who the hell you think you are you petchin wank! Don't get ass naked in this damn house, or anywhere near me for that matter! With that being said put on your damn clothes and get the fuck out!" His attention glanced down, looking at his exposed manhood once more, this was a nightmare. His head turned around, covering his face with his right hand, he was utterly appalled and disgusted. "Please just put on some clothes... For crying out.." He was close to throwing up, so close. "Please just... What the..." His hand lifted, as he saw a bright light, flash up and die down quickly. The light itself however was probably one of the most brightest he ever saw, bright as hell, if that itself was bright. Turning his head slowly, he aimed to observe and investigate what exactly happened.

"Ok this day just keeps getting..." Instantly, as soon as his eyes caught sight of huge brow fur, his body reacted. Rising up and spinning off of his left backfoot, sliding up an turning counter clockwise, his body was a machine. He leant down before putting up a boxing set, ready to show his skill, it was apparent how hard the squire trained. Reactions were hardboiled into his mind, it was a nice chance to see that he was still on top of his skills. "Oh gods... He's an actual... Another damn kelvic." Instantly losing all interest, he slapped his face, a huge sigh falling out. "Another damn... Kelvic..." He walked up, and took a seat, an honorable seat. Resting on his toes and shins, he stared directly at the wobbly bear, it was apparent the drunkenness carried over. "Oh dear gods... Why can't I stop meeting these damn things..." He felt sorry for himself, and now kinda for the bear, it was all coming together. This guy was probably like a kid almost, in years, which was kinda sad. A kid, in Syliras, with no parents? That just wouldn't do.

"Arty... Why didn't you just come out and say you were a kelvic, it would've made this less... Ok, actually it wouldn't have helped much, but it would've been nice to know. I just can't bare anymore of this cuz'... Ha, I guess that was bad word play." He cleared his throat, trying to get serious, hopefully it would work. "Ok tell me this.. Why did you..." Slapping his face with a sigh once more, he reveled. "Bears can't petchin' talk K, get a grip." Looking at the bear, talking slowly, he wondered if he understood. "Could you please to back to human mode, so we could talk, unless you can talk like that... And also, uh... I have a few questions for you."


K kept his head down the whole time, as he decided to come out of the box, he never got to talk to a kelvic about kelvic stuff. "Well, I doubt you would know much, but here goes nothing. By the way, try to dress quickly. First questions... How old are you? Do you age like a human or a bear? Do you like to do actual bear stuff? Have you ever ate a person? Can you roar? A yes or no would do fine... Can you carry me?... If I gave you a saddle?" A forced chuckle, it was funny, after all he was still the same lazy K.

More questions... More answers... Honestly, a damn kelvic?
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This Isn't Where I Left My Frying Pan!

Postby Artur on June 24th, 2013, 3:16 am

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Of course Kise's reaction would be just the same as any other human, the demand for clothes to cover the anatomy around his waist clear to was Artur's ears. Which is why he disregarded the squires demand even though he seemed to be angered, insulted even at the fact Artur stripped his clothes off to shapeshift. He could've smirked then and there if he weren't so focused on the change, which in turn threw Kise off into a defensive position. All three of him stood ready to fight as if he were some threat, which sort of soured the fun of proving hia point really. Artur didn't intend to make Kise feel so threatened, he just wanted to prove his point with such a drunken stupor. He snorted a laugh as Kise went on about him being a Kelvic, asking him if he could understand the words like he didn't know them. Artur raised only one eyebrow as he focused on the central Kise, he still swayed a bit from the effects of the wine. "Duh! Just because I'm an animal now doesn't mean I don't recognize words." He mused with a bit of a grin on his muzzle, low heaves could be heard from him as though he were laughing at Kise. "Yeah" He tried to say to Kise although all that would be heard was a small low roar. Kise seem to want to talk with him again, questions soon to come as the bear focused on revert. "Now he's curious about me? This should be interesting." He mused while he concentrated, finally the same viel of light shone to wrap around Artur as the bear became human once more.

When the shift was over and he could push himself onto his knees, he lazily picked up his breeches and brought them close. He shook a little between left and right as he tried to get on his feet without falling. He managed to get one foot in the damned leggings after a few chimes passed, and when the other went in he finally managed to pull his breeches up to his waistline. He tightened up the knot of the hemph and fell back on his bottom with a thump, the cold stone floor hurt his hide a bit from the fall. He could still see three Kise before him but now something was worse, the room seem to start twisting a bit as though it were becoming Alvadas. Artur looked quite astonished at first but drunken ease came to replace it as he just answered the questions as they came. "I'll be seven near the end of the season." He slurred with a wry smile, clearly the shift had taken a harder toll on the effect. Next was how his age process went, which confused Artur just a bit. "Well a bear I s'pose." He gave a hic after he answered the question, the next one a bit odd for him to answer. "I do what I like to do, which is eat mostly... Why? What does a bear usually do?" He mused with the same wry grin, the next question just made him laugh hard. "No! Of course not, humans probably taste disgusting anyway." The next one he shrugged his shoulders as before he answered. "Roar." He ended up laughing a bit more at his smart ass remark, the sarcasm also likely enhanced due to the wine. "Yes I can roar, I don't know any bear that doesn't." He looked down to the floor now, eyes wide open as his equilibrium wad thrown off. He placed his hands on the cold stone floor to keep himself steady.

"Saddle? You thinkin' me like a horse?!" He chuckled with a smirk up to Kise, which faded right quick when he figured Kise to be serious. "I might be able to carry someone like you yeah," There was a hic after his slur, "Though I don't know if I'd like to or not." He said with a glance to the room around him, all of it just seemed to rotate around slowly before him. It was maddening, purely flustering to the bear as he tried to gain control of his vision. "Why the petch is the room spinning?! I thought it wasn't suppose to be like Alvadas?!" He was a tad bit louder when he said this, clearly him being this drunk was a first.

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This Isn't Where I Left My Frying Pan!

Postby Kisetukai on June 24th, 2013, 7:18 am

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K listened with intent, his head slowly rising to see a boy with pants on, sweet glorious pant. K had never been so happy to see rags, he was happy to see the boy half covered up, although his upper body was unfavorable. K looked with displeasure, nodding his head occasionally, learning more about the boy with every second. "Yes... Mhm, I see." It was understandable that kelvics were a weird race, and he began to wonder what the gods were thinking when they made them. Seven years old told that kelvics aged based like their animal, so this guy, although a bear, would have a relatively short life. Yes, K had no idea how animals aged, but he knew humans always lasted longer. Now, of course they had their differences, this was the case here. K had listened and heard some good things, but then their were some bad things, and they all came so quickly.

First off, not eating humans was cool, but the other comment no so much. About them tasting disgusting, K felt like that was a tad bit racist, if not just rude. Like come on, honestly, he like to think of himself as pretty tasty. But apparently to other people he wasn't, well to other bears? Animals? Hm... He would have to ask Akilia... Then there was the answer about riding, well using him for transportation, for use of better terms. He said he could do it, but he wouldn't know if he would like to, very disappointing. And K thought to himself, if he could do it... He would have to sometime. If he ever saw this kid, another day, he would force a ride. But that was another story, for now he had to take care of the kid.

He stood up, stretching his back by leaning, forcing a couple loud pops. He sighed as he walked up to Arty, his face showed that he had his mind made up, a trait from his maternal side of the family. "Yeah it's ok buddy... It's because of the stuff you drank." Making a fist over and over again, he forced pops to elicit from his knuckles, until he finally decided to move. "Ok Arty, there's something I want to show you... Stand up." He would wait for the boy to stumble, wobble, and do the whole scene. "Cmon, get up, you said you wanna learn about Syliras right? I'm gonna show you this trick we do, it's very interesting."

He rubbed his gloves together, the friction warming his hands, as he let out his final sigh. "Ok Arty, I want you to pay close attention, or it won't work ok? The name of this trick is called "Nigh-Tee-Nite..." He said it slow so the bear would not decrypt the message, but sped on so he would be confused, easily watching and confusing. "Ok Arty I want you to watch my finger, don't take your eyes off of it, and trust me you will be happy." He raised his left hand, all finger down except his pointy index, pointing high at the ceiling. "So basically this trick gets in touch with the gods, and your able to summon whatever you think of! It can wenches, food, or food on wenches! Or better yet, wenches on food! The possibilities are endless... So quickly, think of something, really fast before it's over, think of anything!" K's right hand clenched into a fist in anticipation, ready to do the deed.

His left hand moved fast, trying to lure the boy in, swishing back and forth like a metronome. "Ok arty, now I want you to stare into finger, and imagine it to just pop out of nowhere. On the count of three, it will appear... One! Come one. Two! Almost there..."

Three never came.

As K swishes his finger to the right, his right fist aimed up at the boys head, rocketing forward and slamming at the temple. This was a knockout punch, not permanent injury, but the victim would wake up with a nasty headache. He had a plan, and wanted to see if it would work, he had to attempt to try. But the question was...

Would this punch...

Knock the boy out? Seriously though, in all actuality, anybody who knew K should've saw this coming.
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This Isn't Where I Left My Frying Pan!

Postby Artur on June 25th, 2013, 12:11 am

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Puzzlement filled his vacant mellowed out expression, as he didn't think it to be the wine that caused this whole effect. Without question the bear did his best to get onto his feet once more, chuckles came during the process as he tried to keep from teetering like a dizzy lunatic. He found that the little trick called "Night-Tee-Night" sounded a bit weird really but he couldn't think on the confusing name as his mind had to focus. Kise said it wouldn't work if he didn't pay attention, so the bear just decided to center his focus on the middle Kise and let the other two mimic him like they usually did. His eyes immediately went to the finger in curious fascination as Kise went on, something about whatever he wanted that the gods would grant him when he thought about it. "I want to chop that finger off and feed it to a bunch of evil chickens." He mused with another chuckle to follow, Kise began to countdown and just before he reached three his finger went mobile. Artur's attention drawn to the sudden activity his gaze followed the damned thing like it were some imaginary bird, and the next instant he felt something hard slam against the side of his forehead. He twisted around and landed onto the cold stone hard floor with a loud thud, unconcious before the squire who had decided to knock him sober. After about four or five chimes of inactivity he would finally begin to snore, the noise obnoxious and loud compared to his fall just chimes earlier.

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Postby Kisetukai on June 25th, 2013, 4:03 am

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K watched sadly as the bear twisted and turned, flopping hard on the floor, a loud thud proving the punch. "Yeesh... That's definitely gonna leave a mark." K said as he quickly took a step forward, then crouched on the right side of the boy, looking at his knocked out face. It was apparent that he had did the deed, but just to be sure... He picked up the boys right hand, gently grasping it with his fingerless gloves, still feeling heat emanating from him. Dropping his hand, he watched as it fell down heavily and smacked the floor, the cold harsh floor. Seemed like the boy wasn't faking, but just to be even more sure... He picked up the hand once more, with his left this time, and touched his right index and middle finger where he expected to find a pulse. "Hmm... I'm no damn doctor." K said as he gave up, tossing the boy's hand and rising without a care in the world.

"I knocked him out, so that gives me like at least a bell... Tops right?" He asked himself a rhetorical question, thinking as he spotted Mia on the bed. He did plan on having sex with her, before the bear showed up... Nothing was stopping him now, yes Arty was young but... He was sleep. Perfect. K glanced back at Artur, who was still unconscious, and looked over at Mia. "I'm still pretty surprised that I actually pulled that off... I was just trying to shut him up." K said with a chuckle, as he climbed into bed on the left side, spooning up behind the woman instantly. "Mia... Mia you up? Mia, Mia Mia Mia. Mia." K joked, pushing and pulling the girl's arm through her thick blanket, she seemed deep in sleep. But K knew her, he knew her too well.

Instantly, as if one cue, Mia shook a bit. Finally eliciting a small moan, as she spoke aloud in an annoyed voice, yet still holding elegance. "Shut up K, you can sleep here, I don't care..." She went silent, until she heard K say her name more. "No, not now, I'm not in the mood."

K instantly stuck out his lips, squinted his eyes, and glared at the girl. "Is that so... Tell ya what, I'll make a deal with ya. If you can sit there and not stay in 'mood'," Air quotes on the word mood, his fingers flying up. "Then I'll leave you alone, but if you-" He was cut silent as Mia began to do something.

Instantly, as if wanting to shut the boy up, she got up herself. Slowly turning, then sliding her against the headboard, and then pouncing a bit on K. Quickly sliding between his legs, she was prepared to do anything to go back to sleep, after she knew how to manipulate the boy to end it quickly. "Ok... I'm up..."

"I'm glad you saw things my way..." K said with a smirk, as he watched Mia begin working his cargo shorts, sliding off his belt first. With finesse and skill, his short began to slide off, as he used his muscular arms to lift his body a bit, so she could do her job. Belt and shorts in a pile, next was his shirt, which was his deal. Easily arching his back a bit, he swiftly raised it off, years of practice put to use. Leaning back, he folded his hands behind his head, ready to get started. He watched as she began to tug on his boxers, he didn't move up so quickly though, he had an announcement. "Mia, before we start, I just wanna say... Don't bite this time please, that shit isn't cute baby. Seriously, it hurts... Well with out further ado, let's petch." He said ending with a cocky smile, as he looked down and waited to greet his manhood. Instantly, both his and Mia's head snapped as they heard Artur's snoring, it was... Random. Mia quickly turned her head, and went back to her job, but K didn't raise up. Instead, he palmed Mia's face with his left hand, and slid her away to the side. Peeking around, he watched as the bears body rose and descended, he was definitely responsible. And this was just unacceptable, it was just wrong. Inevitably, K's anger rose as he became pissed, his mouth open with shock and disbelief. His voice boom so loud, he was sure the neighbors heard him. But that didn't mean he cared.

"Oh hell no! This is some bullshi-
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[White Swan]

"Hi, I'd like to rent one room, for my friend here" K said with a fake smile and tone, of course he wasn't happy, but this was how you had to act at the White Swan Inn. He tossed twenty five golden mizas on the counter, smiling at the woman, holding Arty unconscious out over his shoulder. He knew that the people here wouldn't accept the boy, well not as he was, he would have to make a white lie. "This is my moms nephew, well I guess that would make him my cousin wouldn't it? Anyways..." Nice going K... "We went out to party a little to hard, and he got totally wasted, but he's perfectly fine. Come morning he will be top shape, so don't worry." K then thought, as the woman looked at him with a puzzled face. "Oh! And the reason he can't come home, is because if my mom finds out he got drunk... Where gonna be in deep stuff, if ya know what I mean. So, yeah... Thanks. And well, he's kinda clueless, so when he wakes and you see him... Could you tell him how to get breakfast? Did I mention he's from out of town?" K looked at her with a nervous smile, smiling through his teeth, his lie couldn't possibly work.
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[Five Chimes Later]

"Whew... I don't think I could have carried him much longer..." K mumbled as he exited Artur's rented room, it was awkward, but he didn't spend much time in there. Although, he did put five gold ones in the boy's hand. "Walking down the steps, he peered around and spotted only a few people, of course nobody would be here, look at the time. "Well... At least the boy won't go hungry tomorrow, I did my job, he's not my kid." K said softly, telling himself to stop thinking about the boy. He had to admit, he was gonna miss him just a bit. Looking down, quickly spotting a brownish hair, with an actually thick body sitting alone on a couch reading a book. "Well I'll be damned... I don't know who's mom that is, but..." K quickly scooped over, sitting right next to her and startling her. 

"Oh, that's a good book, a very good book. You don't find many people willing to read a book with such a nice thick plot and vivid storyline ya know? It's actually very heartening to see such a... Oh my, how rude of me, please excuse me." K spoke pure crap, utter bull crap. He never read, he hated books, he hated people who even read books. But he knew how to speak their language, although in this situation he was just speaking pure jibberish he had heard through the grapevine, he really didn't know what any of the words he had just said meant. None the less, he trusted in his gut, and would keep his charm high.

"No, no, please. It's fine darling, I was actually just skimming through it, I've actually read this book about a hundred times." She reached out, lightly patting his thigh, nudging him to sit back down. "I'm actually also intrigued I must say, I didn't think I'd ever meet someone who would read such a book like this. Please, tell me what you thought about it."

K came down with a huge grin on his face, lately transforming to a fake plastic soft smile as he looked at her, placing his right ankle on his left knee. Somehow his left arm smoothly drifted atop the couch, resting barely above and behind the woman, as he used his tactics of deep socialization. "Well, honestly like all of the authors work, the book is a thing of beauty. Honestly, it captures what is necessary for the story, however, it does have it's flaws. All true beauty has a flaw, quote from one of his other books-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. He? She's a woman, do you not know of the author? Silane Whitehorn?"

Going off of his mistake, he decided to roll with it, after all his last lies were successful, why stop now. "No dear, I meant symbolically. Silane's book are all about breaking the labels, what is a man and what is a woman? Sure we have different bodies, but if you look past the bodies... It's who we are," K leaned in, gently touched her chest, an inch above her cleavage. Leaning back, he continued. "It's what's in there." "Silane herself however, believes she's a man, she says that in her other books. Have you never read any of her other books? Oh my, is this your first one?" K elegantly covered his mouth with his right hand in a fancy fashion, acting as if he was truly shocked.

"I'm afraid so." The woman said, breaking out into light hearted chuckles, her age showing up. "Well, please excuse me, I see that your obviously more advanced here. Please, continue and elaborate?" The woman turned her body, and crossed her legs, it seemed she was interested in the young man's words now.

"Yes, it's fine dear, it happens all the time in my book club. We read and discuss all of the most popular novels, speaking of novels, let me get back to book. Au' Ten Ci, is what it was originally called, in a pre prototype human language." It was getting deep, no turning back now, K would have to play hard ball if he wanted to finish. "Well, onto what I was saying earlier, the story has flaws. One of the main examples is the..." K rolled his wrist, gesturing her to speak up and place an answer, one he would feed off of.

"The monsters?"

"Yes, the monsters." K said light clapping his hands. "The monsters have absolutely no aspect with the main storyline in general, and Silane comes out and admits that it was a weak spot, she used that scene to boost the page count. Sadly, it is the truth, but it's nothing too big. It was just quite appalling as a reader to hear and see such a thing, ya know? But perhaps I'm just over thinking." K looked at the woman, bright eyes looked like she was in love with the boy, he was almost done here.

The woman quickly realized she was staring, shaking her head and blushing a bit, she finally looked up to him. "How astute, I find your observations to be quite amazing actually, it's a shame I don't get to talk to more people like you everyday."

"Yes, t'is a shame... Oh, wait!" K stood up, a light smile on his face, as he spoke to the woman. "Are you hungry?"

"A little, yes. Why?"

"Well I made some chicken at my house, healthy and nutritious of course, but I seem to have surplus. As I have no way of storing it, nor would I store it, it kinda has to go today. Well, maybe you would want to come to my house and read a bit more of Silane's books? I have plenty, come on?" Trying to sound as upbeat as possible, he helped the woman up, quickly locking elbows with her. She was easily on board, and that's all that mattered. The fun part however, was converting her to getting some three way action. Or maybe he wouldn't have too.... Wouldn't be the first time. With all that being said and done, he left the white swan inn, white a maiden in his grasp. Gladly, they walked off into the night.

K never found out what astute meant.
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This Isn't Where I Left My Frying Pan!

Postby Radiant on August 23rd, 2013, 8:04 am

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Observation +4 XP
Socialization +4 XP
Rhetoric +4 XP
Storytelling +1 XP
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Mistaking Syliras For Alvadas
Location: The Herald's Arms
Kise: One Horny Bastard
Kise: Twitching Man-boobs
Humans Likes Clothes
Horse: Large Strange Creature
Shyke Is Not Sweet
Kitchen: Creativity Trigger
Cooking Fowl
No Clue About Sex At All
Drunken Shift


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Oh, Artur Artur Artur... you naivety knows no bound! :lol:... Actually, I'm going to spam this... :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:!!


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