Completed [Drunken Fish] Hear Me Now [Kailani]

Azcan runs into somebody that he used to know.

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[Drunken Fish] Hear Me Now [Kailani]

Postby Azcan on September 25th, 2018, 4:30 am

A tender moment shared by the drummer immediately dissolved like the drugs dissolved in his blood. The coursing pleasure rolled through him in waves, but it did little to assuage the glare that set upon his features. Azcan didn't shy back when her hand whipped forth and grasped at his jaw. Light brown eyes caught sight of the woman as he raised a hand of his own. Digits curled around Lani's wrist as he released her in time for her hand to fetch the ale. The Svefra had it right, Azcan certainly never wanted to see her again, either. For vastly different, or rather entirely opposite reasons. The drummer left the Crestwidow pod without a word, lied to his best friend in the process and she was perfectly justified in spewing her venom at him. Did it sting? Possibly. Did he show it? Fuck no.

"Such is life," he repeated, the shock waves that cascaded along his back diminishing as a mixture of disappointment and burgeoning, baseless anger whipped through him. When Kailani moved to take one of the two remaining tablets, and in turn, Azcan did as well. The drummer crushed the tablet between his fingertips, but he didn't use it like she did. Azcan let the dust collect on his thumb, balancing it carefully on the tip before curving his other hand around the digit. His unclenched fist covered his face as he inhaled sharply. The drug siphoned into his nostrils with the breath, and immediately he began to feel the effects. The aptly nicknamed 'Bolt Hole Blow' did what it was supposed to do.

It fucking blows your mind, he thought to himself as the sheer, powerful pleasure coursed through his limbs. When Kailani grabbed the wooden bedpost, the drummer's lips curved into a grin. He was more used to the substance, how it enrolled the mind in its pleasure, but even he collapsed immediately with its indulgence. The narcotic flooded his brain, coursed through his blood and accelerated his heartbeat. Her compliment to the Bolt Hole Blow wasn't missed, and a smirk cast upon his features as he said to her,

"It really has been a fucking long time if you can doubt my taste for the creature," he mused. She'd certainly know the nickname he held for whatever drug happened to be his favorite at the time.

The desire for ale diminished, the need for much of anything in life scattering away until mindless, overwhelming sensation came in the form of a kiss. She reached for the fabric at the waist of his breeches, pulling him forward until lips met. Overwhelming was the heat that set forth within his throat, his eyes falling shut in the fervor as he felt the ties of his pants and she grasped at him. The drummer felt the hitch of his breath at the sudden shift in position. She'd feel the drummer's arousal for her, but she'd not have such a grasp for very long. Breeches fell to the floor as Azcan reached at her forearm, pulling her against his chest.

Hands grasped at the fabric that covered her from his sight. Quickly, he raised her shirt over her head, taking it and the the seashell necklace wrapped around her neck. He treated her adornments carefully, wrapping the necklace in her shirt before letting it fall to the ground. With her pants, however, he wasn't so gentle. He pushed Kailani onto his bed, gripping at her thighs. Hands swept along the interior of her thighs, the drummer licking his lips as a blind hunger set about his senses. He clutched the cloth and pulled. It slid over her hips with some reluctance, for he hadn't the desire or mindset to fiddle with ties as she did. Azcan flung her pants across the room, shedding the undergarments from her in a similar fashion.

The Illusionist let his fingertips dance along her calves and up her thighs before he threw himself at her. Illusions danced at the precipice of Kailani's mind, shockwaves both physical and illusory tearing through her, and through the drummer himself as he pulled them into pure, visceral, drug-imbibed intoxication. He'd take her, his body pressed taut to hers. Chest brushed against her breasts, lips claiming neck and lips alike. Tongues entwined and the world around the two diminished. There was only the heat, the pleasure and the mindless indulgence into both. Zulrav assaulted the buildings and skies of Sunberth, the flurry of his storms carrying through the evening. The symphony of the storm, however, was unheard by the pair, moans and groans, screams and ecstasy filtering through the Drunken Fish with abandon to reason as bells passed, neither rest nor reason on the mind of two unwitting lovers as Leth traversed the skies above.

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[Drunken Fish] Hear Me Now [Kailani]

Postby Kynier on October 5th, 2018, 6:25 pm


Skill Rewards
  • Acrobatics +1
  • Investigation +1
  • Massage +1
  • Observation +5
  • Persuasion +2
  • Philosophy +1
  • Seduction +3
  • Socialization +5
  • Tactics +1

Lores Learned
  • Drugs: Demanded no reconciliation
  • Drugs: Bolt Hole Blow is a cleaner faster high when crushed and snorted
  • Father Manowar: Knows how to run a business
  • Kailani: The one woman he regretted lying to
  • Kailani: Is separated from her Pod
  • Kailani: Never wanted to see him again, but is glad she did
  • Karigan: Is dead
  • Location: The Drunken Fish
  • Self: Best solution to a hangover was the creature itself
  • Self: Musician first and lover second
  • Self: Never thought of the Wayward Tabernacle as home

Skill Rewards
  • Deduction +1
  • Endurance +1
  • Intimidation +2
  • Investigation +2
  • Logic +1
  • Observation +5
  • Philosophy +1
  • Rhetoric +1
  • Seduction +3
  • Socialization +5
  • Unarmed Combat +1

Lores Learned
  • Azcan: Barely remembers the other Podmates
  • Azcan: Marked by Ionu, the Trickster
  • Azcan: Left the Pod with a lie
  • Drugs: Bolt Hole Blow is a cleaner faster high when crushed and snorted
  • Location: The Drunken Fish
  • The Drunken Fish: Brawls were not an uncommon thing
  • Self: Not a Petching Whore
  • Self: Strike Now, Think Later

Seeing two characters with well established history with each other is refreshing. Interested to see how this relationship works out. If you have any questions or concerns about your grade please feel free to PM me.
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