well, off to see if we wants to be sent or topped of it seems. maybe a good idea to check out the other people who were hurt while your at it, I would guess life mana would be good at healing

>>1098942
It's good that Casey is reconstituting herself, I think, or there's going to be some very awkward interrogations later. Though, it might be temporary as she's more fae than mortal now. Not that that's an issue if "temporary" is as long as a lifespan of an average mortal. Any immortal being would appreciate the opportunity to age along with her friends.

>>1098943
Yeah, we should give the good captain his last rites, like a proper Guardian should.

It'd also be funny, but appropriate, if he passes on his command over his squad to Kol, a fighter he both trusts and has bested him in combat. Rodwin has all but passed on from this world, or at least is a tree now. Leaving undead knights leaderless is just asking for trouble later. (That his would technically make Kol a "Lord of Undead" is a sweet bonus. No reason Casey should hog all the fun of imitating the Founders.)

oh no... dude this is gonna feel rough, but if he expired protecting the living, it's an honorable end.

congratulate Sir Opinel for today's victory and maybe tell him you'll ensure his liege will be saved before he departs this world.

>faint outlines of her bones as shadows under her skin
Neat indeed.

>Sir Opinel
Rush over. Casey kneel down by the fading fellow and wrap his hand in yours. Tell him he clearly did well with that favor of yours, to have exhausted himself so truly. Kiss him on his brow and tell him he's got it still. And your thanks for his assistance and dependable bravery in defending your home and people from disaster. A great knight, truly.

Gauge his state, see if he has any reserves or responses left, last wishes to make (and be granted), or what. Maybe offer him the good news of the lead on Hekal (wonder if he'll be as bemused as Rodwin), though if he's well and truly worn to nubs and earned his rest... couch it in terms that you're on it and you'll give Hekal his regards when you find him.

Gabe, get ready to summon the gate, but don't rush it. Kol... maybe address these fresher fellows? Not sure we have their names. Or if they wanna be a honor guard to Sir Opinel into the hereafter, or wanna stick around for, heh, a trip to the moon. Being undead might have its advantages there. Though you'll for sure have Graves.

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The knights move aside as the Guardians approach, and Sir Opinel raises a limp hand in a vague attempt at a salute. The snaggle-toothed undead sprawls like a broken puppet, his stitches coming loose in several places he literally starts to come apart at the seams.

“Welcome back!” He hails, “We did all we could. Held the line.”

“Are you okay?” Kol asks. He kneels beside the soldier and looks him over.

If the ghoul still had breath to draw, he would have coughed, instead he wheezes like a draft in a tomb. “Pushed m’self too hard. Used everything I had left.”

Gabe holds up the condom filled with the Creator’s essence and asks, “You need mana? We can juice you up?”

The knight holds up a hand and turns his head, clearly tempted by the offer, but resolute in his determination. “Put it away.”

“The life I have now is the gift of my lord. I fought long and hard in his service and having done that, I aim to depart with no regrets.” He chuckles darkly, “Besides, what would I do with more life? Hang around for another century or two: bored out of my mind?”

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Casey kneels at his side and takes his hand; the undead’s stiff fingers threading awkwardly between hers. “Oh… Sir Opinel…”

He gazes upon her with a dreamy look on his face, “My lady, who gave me her favor and sent me on one last grand adventure...” The undead’s head flops back against the wall and he looks up at the sunlight filtering through the vast new canopy, “Thank you for giving us purpose again. Would you do me the honor of giving a tired, old soldier a proper rest?”

Opinel draws Casey’s hand closer and places a chaste little kiss on the back of it. Glowing teardrops patter against his chest-plate, sliding off of the scuffed metal like distant shooting stars.

Give the good soldier his final rest.

What a gentleman. o7

>Is about to kiss Casey's mana-saturated forehand
Oops~

Lay him by the roots of his master. Where he rests, a statue to be built in his honor.

A gentlemanly knight even in death

It would be our greatest honor to tend to you, Hero Opinel.

Warn him about how charged with mana you are.

Heartbreaking. Casey, cradle his head and kiss 'im on his brow. What else is there to say to that?

... well, perhaps it's a little pertinent to mention we've a solid lead on Hekal's locale at last and that THAT particular wait may be near an end. Though it stands a chance of totally spoiling the moment and all of this knight's formidable willpower at the end of his rope to just have someone blurt out 'Uh, by the way, we think Hekal's on the moon', huh.

Gabe? You're up.

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Casey nods, acknowledging the ancient knight’s request and turns to Gabe. “Its time.”

Gabe shakes out his arms and legs, still feeling the tingles of raw mana in his bones. One skinny arm shoots out from under his cape and spreads his fingers.

Unlike before, he feels the gap in space instantly, and the gateway into the ethereal plane slips open without much fuss. Its still hard, but it feels more like opening a heavy door than trying to punch through a wall.

The glowing disk spreads open, casting its otherworldly light into the mortal realm. Casey and Kol help the knight to his feet, carrying him to the mouth of the spirit gate.

“You know, long ago angels would ferry dead warriors off the battlefield.” Opinel remarks, looking over Casey’s new, winged form. “I couldn’t ask for a better send off.”

“I’m not an angel, but thank you.” Casey gives him a hug and mutters into his shoulder, “Thank you for everything…”

that's... an interesting tidbit of information if it is so, but that is for later.

Oh what a sweetheart... Rest well, good boy.

>“You know, long ago angels would ferry dead warriors off the battlefield.”
An association to the work of angels would explain how Augustine Moot got so revered.

Naming your kids after honorable warriors would be another well-worn tradition. No promises beyond suggesting it, but he deserves to know his own is worthy enough for consideration.
(As is Allayane's, but that's more for personal reasons.)

Undead company:Present.. arms!

>>1099165
Perhaps one last kiss?

>“You know, long ago angels would ferry dead warriors off the battlefield.”

Now that's a very interesting tidbit. So in the days before the guardians it was life elementals/angels that filled a similar role? I'm guessing closing the wells put an end to that.

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“You think you can make it the rest of the way?” Kol asks.

A heavily mailed hand claps him on the shoulder and he turns to see the rest of the undead knights. “We’ll take him off your hands.” One of them nods and offers a little salute.

“You sure?” Kol looks over the comrades-in-arms, who chuckle and chatter with one another as they bask in the light of victory.

“We’re not gonna get another battle like that any time soon.” The soldier replies, “Besides, we follow the captain anywhere: someone’s gotta keep an eye on him.”

Opinel is traded over to his men and he grumbles, “Oh, great. I was having such a beautiful moment and you lot had to show up.”

“That’s right! You’re stuck with us, sir!”

“Thought you could just die and get rid of us that easily?”

“Come on, you old badger, can’t keep the Fates waiting.”

Sir Opinel shakes his head in mock disbelief as his troops crowd around and give him a good ribbing. “Alright, lets go, lets go! Form up, you sorry sacks of bones! Get in line! You call yourselves knights?”

With a moderate amount of good-natured bullying, Sir Opinel gets his troops into formation. Gabe uses his other hand to expand the gateway and, marching three abreast, the honor guard sets off through the portal with their captain in tow.

Do you think they'll keep marching on, through the entire afterlife?

>>1099204
Nope
sex breaks

Okay make sure that new form can be turned off or elemental resistance before you get back to orgy time

>>1099196
Fare thee well, proud warriors.

We will tell Hekal of their bravery

>>1099196
Give them a salute and wish them a safe journey!

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“Take care! We’ll tell Hekal about your bravery when we see him!” Casey waves at the departing soldiers as the spirit gate winks out of existence.

The mouse half turns to say something before she’s tackled by a pouncing cat.

“Casey! You made it back!” Clio hugs the Binder and rubs her purring cheeks against her affectionately. “Spite me! What happened? You’re all glowing! Also what’s up with this tree?”

pet that cat

>>1099222
Tell her the glow is a totally new Binder ability that you discovered during your Guardian trial. You're super awesome now. As for the tree, apparently a Barghast can turn into that if its master has the mana for it. Not sure if it's permanent? It's trapped the mindless undead for now.

>>1099222
Now that's a greeting. Give her a great big hug. We should let everyone catch the breath. There's still more to be done.

She has a lot more tricks now, Cleo. A ~lot~ ~more~ ~tricks~

Get yourself checked extensively by a spirit doctor
Then try to breed the kitty

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“What no hug for me?” Gabe jokes, offering a hand to his partner.

The mouse chuckles and gives Clio a kiss as she’s helped to her feet. “Can’t tell you much: Guardian stuff. But we gave the devil controlling the bargast a bunch of mana and he used it to entomb the undead, for now.”

Clio exchanges a hug from Kol and Gabe, and asks. “What about the wings and stuff? Are you okay?”

“Oh yeah, I feel great! I have much more control over my aura…“ Casey leans forward and curls two of her fingers suggestively, “Like, a lot more.”

“Oh! In that case-“ Clio purrs, “I can’t wait for you to show me.”

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“Me neither. Although…” She shakes her head and closes her eyes, “It’s getting tiring holding this form. Hang on…” The Binder holds out a hand and concentrates. The flow of aura around her halts and thins and the glow within her starts to fade.

Casey opens her eyes and checks her arms. “My brands are gone!” She takes a quick peek under her waistband. A single eye-spot from the Creator stares back from where their essence touched her. She quickly looks up, trying to pretend a holy symbol wasn't just magically tattooed over her pussy.

So, all of Casey's brands were merged into ONE brand? One brand that enables full aura control? Wait, can she use the brands she had before without using the Creator's brand? That would be one disadvantage- she has to use the high upkeep form while doing anything other than basic aura manipulation.

Hmm, does Casey need to cover that new brand when she's naked around people who weren't present for its creation? Or is it sufficiently detached from the oath that it won't matter?

Looks like you'll be fine. Just get yourself tested a few times.
...Hm. I wonder if getting inseminated by both Miki and Wraithe will do a merge thing. Seriously, that brand is overpowered.

Too late. Gang already got an eyeful. Everyone has to worship the symbol now.

I don't think there's anything to do for our quest right now, is there?

>>1099252
All according to keikaku.

Not that I know if her maternal instincts would, or should, override her passion for knowledge and/or lust for adventure. She does have the potential to make a career out fulfilling any of the three.

well, Casey is only restricted from talking about it, that being said it would probably not be a smart idea to let that information spread carelessly... even if the only people who could know would be people who fuck her
Hey by the way, does casey still have that mana control outside of that form?

>>1099248
Could be worse. You and the Creator could have been doing it doggy style at the time.

Unless it's a symbol that's in some book or plastered across churches or something, it'll be fine. You don't need to tell people when you got it, right? If you hadn't lost the others at the same people would hardly notice. Hm. Maybe they'll come back if you try use the powers that came with them, without going into big glow mode?

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“Okay, let me try something…” Casey makes a fist and summons her mana tendrils. Her aura extends out in a fluid coil and her left forearm glows as her water-form brand emerges. “Ohhhh, okay. I guess they’re still there, but sort of covered up. Makes sense to me.”

“Well, what else do we have to do now?” Gabe asks.

“Let’s check in with the Guardians, I guess.” Kol suggests, scanning the crowd for his grand-uncle.

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The trio, with Clio in tow, approach Sifr as he continues to organize the post-battle clean up.

“You take care of Opinel?“ The old mouse twists the end of his mustache and cocks an eyebrow at them.

“Mmhm. His soldiers carried him off to the other side.” Kol answers.

The elder Medium closes his eyes and nods, giving a deep, satisfied sigh. “Good lad. Glad you saw him off properly. We’ll mop up here and post sentries in case any undead managed to slip past us. Good work you three- er, I mean four.” He bows slightly for Clio, “I don’t think we’ve been properly introduced, but it was an honor fighting alongside you. Sifr Bardo, at your service.”

Ask if there's anything you can do to help. If not, it might be time to get back to the moon mission.

I know you guys feel full of energy, but after going all the way to the afterlife and back, I think perhaps people wouldn't bedgrudge you taking a break to recuperate. You've made a pretty big contribution, here. Help if there's anything immediate with the cleanup that's urgent or dangerous, maybe with people who got displaced by the trouble? But you guys need to go relax for a bit. The moon can wait a while longer, now. Maybe visit some folks who would have been very worried about you on your very dangerous mission?

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“Oh! Right! Um, My name’s Clio.” She fumbles for a response for a moment before returning the bow. “Nice to meet you! Um, I just joined the Senders a while ago, so I’m still new to all this.”

“Clio helped me catch Ometra, remember?” Casey puts an arm around the cat and pulls their hips together playfully.

The Guardian nods, “Yes, thank you for the roommate. They grumble a lot, but are doing well, all things considered. Couldn’t come to the battle out of worry they would draw attention from their old court, but I’m sure they’ll be eager to hear all about it when I get home.”

“Yeah, tell them we said ‘hi’.”

“I’m certain they’ll love to hear that.” The old mouse chuckles, imagining the explosion of fury from the fey undead.

Gabe leans in twiddles his fingers innocently, “Sooo, anything else you need us to do?”

Sifr looks out over the battlefield and grumbles to himself for a moment. “Nothing that can’t wait until tomorrow. We’ll have to coordinate removing these barricades and cleaning up: but for now all Guides and Guardians are to stand down, get some rest and wait for further instructions.”

“So, that’s it? We’re Guardians now?” Gabe continues. “Is there some kind if ceremony?”

“What?” Sifr looks up as if suddenly reminded of something important. “Not as such, but…” He waves a hand to his partners, calling them over. Mariana and Cervantes converge on the group and line up behind him.

The old mouse nods in approval at the new Guardians and grins. “Congratulations you three on passing your trial. You’ve followed in the footsteps of the Guardians who came before you, met the Fates, and learned of the balance we seek to preserve.”

“You did good. I’ll be looking forward to working more with you in the future.” Cervantes folds his arms and nods, “And I’d like to hear more about what you’ve found regarding Madam Moot and the first Guardians.”

“We’ll be expecting more from you in the future, and you’ll be called on for tougher assignments, but you’ve proven yourselves ready for any task.” Mariana opens a small gate and pulls out a folded cloak, which she hands to Gabe. “Here. Until we get you a set of your own, you can borrow one of mine. Try not to get it cut on any gates.” The bird grins at the mouse as she offers him a small challenge.

Stand proud, Guardians.

Many things left to do, but all of it has to wait until later, while this is cleaned up. I suppose that makes it time for the mice to have a rest... and probably this Chapter, too
Congrats, ye mice, go have a celibratory spa day.

>>1099327
Sweet, new gear!

Give a toast to the elders, whether they be living or dead, former or first, flesh or stone. Respects given most of all to the saint of the city.

Regarding Augustine Moot's fate, the eight of us will have much to discuss. The eighth will be here on her own time, like she always does.

Okay go be a surrogate

>>1099350
but she has to go to the mooooon (depending on the timing of things, I'd imagine that going to the moon would require a month or two of prep time)

unrelated but i'm curious about Graves, did that guy stick around?

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Gabe takes the Guardian’s mantle, naked excitement shining in his eyes. He slips his old sash off of his shoulders and stashes it away in his storage dimension before donning the hand-me-down cloak and pinning it with the seal of the Sender Academy.

“I… I don’t think I ever expected to get this far.” He admits. The weight of the fabric pulls down Gabe’s shoulders, as though it were woven out responsibility. Moving about feels awkward and his hands have to clutch at the seams to keep from getting tangled, but nevertheless pride fills his skinny frame until he’s practically glowing.

“I figured you’d manage eventually, but certainly not so quickly.” Mariana pats him on the shoulder and winks.


“Well, what do we do now?” Casey asks. “Hit the spa?”

“After today, I don’t know if I could handle celebrating with Delilah. I feel like it might kill me.” Kol admits.

Gabe nods and blushes. “Yeahhhh. Also I think I’d like a little one-on-one time with Del: I wanna thank her for the healing last night, maybe take her on another date.” A grumble is heard from under his new cloak and he suggests, “Actually we haven’t eaten since we saw Miki earlier, what do say to getting dinner?”

I'm surprised he can even think about eating after all of that, but if you have to eat you have to eat! How about treating yourselves to a fancy dinner? I think you've earned it

>>1099424
Lets get back to the place where our luck started turning around.

round we go again, back to the bakery, how often we return it's like it's a second home

This is too big a promotion to not book a fancy restaurant for the whole party over. Treat yourselves!

>>1099427
>>1099429
Oh no, this time WE should taking them out.

Nooo, don’t leave already, I NEED more Cervantes in my life (and maybe you three do too 😉)

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“Where should we eat? Someplace fancy?” Kol asks.

“Sure, why not?” Gabe shrugs, and points a finger, opening a gate. “Why don’t we hit up that place that catered for Miki and Raithe’s wedding? Been dying to try their food again.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Casey offers her arm to Clio, who accepts and is pulled close. “After today I could use some good food and the company of friends.”

"Way ahead of you, which is why Ipropose picking up some more friends..."

A couple of gates later, and the assembled party arrives at ”the Hole in the Cliff” which, despite its name, turns out to be a rather upscale establishment: having been carved into the stone in the early days of the city. The smiling maître de waves the Guardians inside and finds them a comfortable corner for the entire dining party. Table wine is brought around and bread is broken as plates are passed.

There’s no menu, only course after course of small, elegant dishes brought by an efficient rotation of waiters. Starting with salad to whet the appetite, they move on to a cup of gumbo, stewed from fresh caught seafood, to roasted skewers of meat, cooked in a clay oven and served over pasta: each flavor blending with the next to form an epicurean journey.

The whole restaurant is abuzz with the murmurs of fellow diners, having witnessed the march of the undead and the birth of the new world-tree. No shortage of glances are cast over at the three mice and their companions, as curiosity electrifies the air.

But for Gabe, Casey and Kol, the whole world slips away, leaving only each other and the company of their close friends. Chatter and stories work their way around the table, with the three mice occasionally sharing glances at one another: silently recalling their trip to the astral plane.

“-Raithe and I didn’t know what was happening, we just looked outside and there was this big tree!”

“-can’t say much, because of Guardians business. But, I think we have to go to the Moon.”

“-just and endless wave of them. You said the bargast had an army of fifty thousand?”

“That’s what Opinel said. Could be more.”

“I’m glad I didn’t have to fight them. I just had to hold the gate open…”

“For a whole hour? Spite me, I just got supercharged with mana and I think I could do ten minutes, maybe fifteen.”

“Wait, what do you mean ‘go to the moon’?!”

As the candles burn low and the plates are cleared, Kol raises a glass and calls for a toast.

>>1099468
"To fucking our way through life!"

>>1099468
To endings, beginnings, and all we can fit between!

To the places and people we've explored... In more ways than one, of course~!

To the city, and all the souls in it. To our friends, who helped us along the way. To our partners, who remind us what we fight for.

To a good night's sleep before a fresh adventure.

... Aw, who am I kidding it's you guys. There's going to be cuddling, at minimum, later. There's even an even number to pair, without Delilah here. Then again, if she is here, maybe a healer could help Kol in controlling his unexpected boost in power.

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"To the city, and all the souls in it. To our friends, who helped us along the way. To our partners, who remind us what we fight for.”

Glasses ring together in a chorus of clinks, and the rest of the wine is polished off. Everyone’s brains fizzle with the happy buzz of good food and drinks as the night winds down. Its a moment of perfect contentment among friends following a long, turbulent day.

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As the table is cleared, and the check settled, the satisfied diners shuffle outside and take in the night air.

Off in the distance, the leaves of Rowdin’s tree ripple in the coastal breeze, blocking out the stars as they creep out from under the horizon. The city bustles sleepily, having settled down for the night to relax after the march of the undead.

Gabe opens a gate for Miki and Raithe as they say their goodnights.

“Thank you for dinner! Congratulations on becoming Guardians!”

“And thank you for everything! Raithe, if it wasn’t for your mana, we wouldn’t have found that moon beacon!”

“Heheh, yeah that was a lot of fun. It was nice to join in on all the sexy stuff for once.”

“Well, I’d love to borrow a fire ward and have some more fun.” Gabe blushes as he recalls being in the salamander’s grip. “Just as long as you don’t give me any more piercings…”

Raithe bites his lip and nods, “I-I’d like that… I’ll try and be more careful, next time.”

“And we’ve gotta start thinking about having that baby.” Casey leans down to kiss Miki’s cheek.

The baker returns smooch and replies, “I think that might want to wait until you guys get back from the moon or whatever. But yes, definitely.”

The couple wave goodbye and depart through the gate, which closes with a clap of thunder and tingle of ozone.

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“What about you?” Casey nudges Clio and winks, “Back to the dorm or do you wanna join us for the night?”

“Oh, I thought that was assumed.” The cat pulls her into a kiss, huffing for breath as their tongues entangle. “Come on, you better show me what you can do, miss Guardian.”

They step through Gabe’s gateway, returning home in an instant. Giggling and squirming eagerly with one another, their clothes are cast aside as they hurry to bed for a night of cuddling and fun after an unforgettable day.

End of chapter 16

I’d just like to take a moment to thank everyone who have been readers and suggesters for all these years. I plan on continuing with questing for as long as I can, and consider myself lucky to have reached the end of this arc. Moot Point has been such a wonderful story to share, and I couldn’t have come this far without your feedback and support, so thank you all again.

As for what happens next: we could have an epilogue scene or we could jump right into the next chapter. Either way, I’m excited to keep going.

I may have joined the fray very recently, but Moot Point has been a blessing to me, so thank you for the years of the story!

And I think the monumental arc coming to a close is worthy of an epilogue!

what a long adventure, and I don't... THINK I was here for all of it!
Epilogue sounds interesting no matter what it is, and for all I know it could be many things

Here's to another fun adventure with the lovely mice and their adorable friends. Always a delight to read.

I want you to know that anyone who decries this ongoing work of art is a maniac. Here's to another 16 chapters of Moot Point!

Let's get to Chapter 17.

I like the thought of an epilogue. There's certainly a LOT to unpack after everything that's happened in this arc. Maybe Kol going to check up on Rodwin's spirit? Unless that's best left for the next chapter

E-pi-logue! E-pi-logue! E-pi-logue!

Let's see how maleable Casey is now, and if Kol can do a dragon impression with his soul.

Been posting since thread one, glad to witness Moot Point come this far.

Let's see what loose threads we can peek at.

An epilogue to show how much their skills have been upgraded certainly sounds useful.

epilogue.

>>1099518
Definitely show the cat playing with the mice :>

Toxoglossa 2024/11/10(Sun)16:24 No. 1099594 ID: 86847c
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Clio sits down hard as Casey pushes her onto the big, fluffy bed. The car flops back, letting her legs dangle off the edge and stretches into a fuzzy arc. “So this is how Guardians live, huh? If I had known about this, I would have given up on the whole thief thing earlier.” She feels Casey tugging at her belt and lifts her legs so the mouse can deftly slip her pants off.

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“Well, most Guardians don’t all sleep in one big bed.” Kol tosses his sweater aside as Gabe bobs his head eagerly on his dick.

The Sender pulls his head back and gasps before admitting, “Honestly, we didn’t even get along that well at first!” He takes a breath as his partner grabs his head and jams his cock back in.

“Honestly, we didn’t even get along that well at first!”

Okay now that's hard to believe, lol. We totally need details, Gabe, of this mythical time when the trio weren't a gleeful polycule.

Like anything, it was a learning process

Didn't get along at first? Really? Was the sexual tension and awkwardness so bad, you needed a portal sword to cut through it?

>>1099595
I wouldn't mind an origin story for the next chapter at all, seeing how they met and everything.

>>1099613
2nd this.

>>1099613
Sounds good, we might see some important clues.

>>1099613
Agreed

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“Its true.” Casey says from between Clio’s thighs. The mouse kisses her way along the Sender's leg and slips her fingers under Clio's panties. “We all had a lot of growing to do.” She pulls the drenched fabric away and nuzzles the soft cleft.

“Mmmn, I’d love to hear more about that sometime.” Clio murmurs. She closes her eyes, and covers her face with an arm, concentrating on the feeling of Casey’s tongue between her legs.

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Kol sighs, thrusting gently into his partner, “Ah- We were such different people then: it's not worth lingering on too much." He chuckles as a memory of himself comes drifting up."I was distant and lost. I had spent most of my life training to be a Medium and having achieved that... I didn't know what to do next. I had just moved to the city for the first time and was living with two complete strangers."

Gabe grins as he pulls his head back, his hand still at work pumping Kol's shaft. "Heh you were so cute back then. I was arrogant, immature and horny. I had just graduated from the Academy and was one of the youngest to ever become a Sender. So naturally I thought I was the hottest shit around. Seriously, if you think I'm bad now, I was insufferable back then."

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Clio sits up as she notices a light from between her thighs. Casey's head rises up from the edge of the bed, glowing from within and trailing a long, flexible tongue.

"As for me," She says, "I just came back from training in the feywilds and was used to constantly following rules in order to survive. Then, suddenly I had to deal with two uncontrollable dinguses, with no idea what any of us were doing. I was demanding and terse and always frustrated that I couldn't control my magic as well as Kol and Gabe. Of course, I think I've got the hang of it now."

Mmm delicious, Medium lore! Also whow Casey monster form with tf ability opens up so many possibilities! Multiple arms, pseudo-penis, size changes, shapeshifting; all the options!

He raised in Death, had remembered, but to live.
He with strong Memory, had lived, but was humbled.
She blessed with Life, confronted chaos, but remembers fondly.

If only your past selves could look at you now... feels like cutting a portal back in time... Anyway, what convinced you that you could work as a team, and what was your first job? Haunted house?

Also, right now is barely at the level of power perversion potential you three are capable of. You should be looking borderline unrecognizable by the end.

>>1099657
Speaking of which, time to show off your upgraded control!

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“What the?” Clio stares as Casey dives back in between her thighs. The long tongue coils and pushes past the lips of her pussy, flexing inside and lashing against her G-spot.

The cat bucks her hips and claws at the quilted bedspread as she’s eaten out, struggling to keep her legs spread under the pressure.

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“Oh yeah, Casey is basically made of aura in that form.” Kol explains, “Don’t ask about how it works, though.”

He offers Gabe his hand and easily lifts the Sender off the floor. The boys exchange a kiss, which is salty from the precum on Gabe’s lips. “I got a bit of a power boost too. You wanna help me try it out?”

Do be mindful not to turn your partners into mush

Stand and carry?

be sure to turn your partners into mush

When you already know the answer, but you want to hear him say it...

If Kol really does have the strength for it, let's see him send half his spirit out and split himself up. For double the pleasure.

>>1099767
IIRC his spirit can only touch spirits so it won't be useful here.