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Clearly Not Suited for Therapy (Alicia)
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Sept 15, 2017 7:56:28 GMT
“I said I was sorry!” Alicia huffed out, taking another drink, forgetting the alcohol in her frustration. And perhaps she should’ve paid better attention to her thoughts. Maybe the next line wouldn’t have slipped out if she did. “Maybe it was...”
Sol coughed a bit, surprised as he was taking a big drink as Alicia had said. He managed to keep his composure, but his head whipped around to look at the red head a bit too fast for comfort. And then Alicia realized that thought hadn’t stayed private, her face going beet red in response. “Never you mind that!” She shouted as she leaped up from her chair and left the table in a flurry.
”Well that went south fast...” the dragon spirit quipped, shaking his head. ”Anyways... I suppose it would take a lucid dreamer to make a digimon-favored 70/30 split viable then. A pity that option has such a glaring flaw.” And that was the end of that bit.
The dragon then nodded in turn. ”Indeed, it’s the fusions that are done willingly that can cause the drawbacks to creep up on you like that...” He then tilted his head a hummed. ”Certainly not a cancer. That would be much more simple to deal with, what with the abilities and tools available to Digimon. What this is like is a parasitic insect, whose pupa stage is conducted within the afflicted host’s body. It’s eating him alive, but using some of its gained strength to make sure he keeps functioning long enough. When it doesn’t need him anymore...”
He trailed off there, leaving that hanging.
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Post by karin on Sept 21, 2017 5:01:27 GMT
Let's say... it's too late. Jeanne was the first to take action and with some really quick reflex, pulled Alicia back, giving her a little twirl and now she leaned her back like dancing tango. "Oh my, looks like it's an invitation? But you know what... it's not a single player game, Alicia~ It's a double team, don't you see? But it's OK... you're seem big enough for two of us to savor together..." the angel whispered on her ear. Not only that, she gently hold her hand and slowly kisses the back of her hand to her shoulder, then to her neck. Maybe to her surprise, she could feel a nibble to the other side of her head, on the ear. Karin licked her own canine delightfully.
"Correct she are... You can choose between sensual..." Karin pointed at Jeanne "or bestial, hmmm~?" she made another point by nibbling Alicia's neck on the other side that Jeanne kissed. "Poor little lamb, she was drunk with confidence that nothing bad would happened... well, looks like she was wrong, hmhm?" Ignoring the gaping jaw of other patron, Karin continued. she traced faint line of Alicia's stomach with her long nail. "...turned out she called out two lionesses. I don't blame her though... Should we nom on her now, Jeanne?"
"Why of course, Mistress~"
Two of them grinned with predatory grin and that's when...
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THEY PUSHED ALICIA TO THE POOL.
"Now let's hope that gonna sober you somewhat, hmmm~~?"
Karin laughed her ass off and just returned back to the seat. She understood where Sol point lies, but for now... they have no idea what to do. They're lacking data... they need more.
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Sept 21, 2017 11:10:10 GMT
It wasn’t like she had underestimated the angel’s swiftness. She just hadn’t had time to evolve to a sufficiently mobile form to escape Jeanne’s clutches and had to hope the yell would’ve surprised her enough that she could get out of grabbing distance in time. No such luck there, she wound up squeaking in dismay when she was pulled back in, twirled around, and leaned back until it was only the D’Arcmon’s arm keeping her from collapsing onto the ground.
To be suddenly arrive to such a situation left the redhead wide-eyed and flushed dark red in the cheeks, trapped like a deer in headlights as she only half-listened to what Jeanne was saying. She certainly registered the feather light kisses up her arm, making her shiver in surprise in surprise and...
Oh dear God when did Karin get behind her to nip her ear!? And what in blazes was she talking about!? And now on the neck, what in the worlds was she thinking!? The poor Spirit User was left sputtering and speechless, scarcely able to make a single coherent word let alone a full sentence. And then like two devious cheshire cats they closed in.
Then she was sputtering for a different reason as she flailed to right herself after having been shoved into the pool.
Sol, to his credit, just face palmed and shook his head. ”Was that really necessary, you two? You’re going to warp her for the rest of her life at this rate.” he asked of the tamer and angel.
”And I would like to point out that I had nothing to do with this. That was all them. Besides, it’s just life experiences in the long run. If not Karin and Jeanne it would’ve been someone else.” Kisara quipped, poking out and heading over to fish the spirit user out of the pool. It wasn’t like this mess could possible continue. Right?
”I seriously doubt this situation could’ve possibly occurred with any other set of people involved...” Sol shot back as Kisara finally managed to grab Alicia’s hand.
Alas, she was falling into the same trap again. “Stupid... stupid... she can’t even be 18 yet, what the hell... How’s a mid-teens girl able to act, scratch that, be so damn sexy? The angel at least is old enough but that, well... nrrrrrrgh...” Shaking her head, Alicia brushed out as much water from her hair as she could with her hand, waving off Kisara with a quiet thanks.
Either she wasn’t sobered up at all by the dip, or it somehow made things worse. Or maybe she’s gotten so embarrassed that she didn’t care about what thoughts were coming out anymore? Kisara could only quietly grin, letting the redhead go on her way. Sol meanwhile groaned and rested his head on the table. ”And this day had started out so serious, too... Karin? Jeanne? Please leave something recognizable at least?”
Given what he’d seen of them so far, talking them out of pouncing on this latest rambling seemed... unlikely at best.
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Post by karin on Sept 21, 2017 11:41:43 GMT
This mess could possibly continues... and it's the spirit user's own fault to be blamed for. Jeanne was the first to confront her, stopping her on her track. "Well, Alicia, when you said you weren't inviting, that was all lies, isn't it? There is no one who would dress this appropriately if it's not in hope of something, hmmm~? Oh finally your heart desires leaked out. I don't mind, we don't mind~" she inches closer and closer, hoping that it instead would make her walk away, back to the pool. Another long fingernails on her stomach, tracing the line... let's just say that the angel is really teasing her.
...and that's when apparently the blond haired human no longer is in her spot. There is just a small splash, but it could be just the other patron... yeah, other patron, if not suddenly, there's something SCRATCHY aimed at Alicia's leg. And just as quickly, the offender no longer seen. No sign of Karin in the water. That was odd-- yes, very odd, until suddenly a 'plop' could be heard and then Jeanne hummed Jaws theme. The theme was echoed by something on the water that SUDDENLY LUNGED on Alicia and pulled her back in.
Inside the water, Jeanne also dived down. Both the human and the Digimon grinned like chesire cat. Due to the darkness, and partially to because the dived deep enough, something seem to happened under there, but what... is unknown. All that left is when suddenly the girl decided to be the first to get out, smirking ear to ear.
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Oct 19, 2017 18:22:01 GMT
To her credit, she wasn’t left entirely speechless this time. She simply chose to keep her mouth shut at first when Jeanne confronted her. Still, she was left backing back up and shivering at the D’Arcmon’s touch. “Again, blame the minx for the attire...” she muttered out without any real heat to the blame passing. She hadn’t wanted to go in beachwear at first after all. Wait... where was Karin now? And why was Jeanne humming the Jaws theme?
She had just enough time to realize and turn to try and protect herself. Try being the operative word. Alas, she failed, and under she went again, stunned and at their mercy. Karin was the first to surface. She was followed shortly by Alicia herself, who coughed out some water, cheeks flushed dark. Presumably the angel would follow shortly after.
The spirit user fixed an... ‘odd’... expression on the blonde, folding her arms on the edge of the pool and ‘hanging’ there for a bit. Almost like she’d gone blank for a bit or was seriously considering something.
“Heh...” Was that...? “Hehehehe...” Yes, she was chuckling under her breath.
The dragon spirit face palmed in turn. ”Oh dear... what have you two done...” he whispered too quietly to be heard.
”... There will be interesting times ahead, I see...” Kisara mused to herself, eyes wide. ”Very interesting times...”
Hauling herself out of the pool, Alicia sat on the edge and just hummed. For having had... whatever happened happen, she seemed oddly collected and calm about the whole thing.
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