>>380437
I see no dificulty in mutating him until the armor is useles to him, as long as we recognise it wont make him less of a badass in the long run.

What it will do, is give him an assload of horrible pain during witch we can politely drop the third bomb at his feet and run.

I flee. Well, sort of - I know for a fact I can't outrun him. I turn and let loose a torrent of mutational energies at him, having to briefly stop to gather myself. I don't even know if it worked - until he stops short and a scream erupts from the helmet's speakers. Emboldened, I start again.

But I fail to notice him moving. A metal foot slams into my belly, knocking me back. A horrible feeling washes over me.

DRAMATIC SPELL FAILURE. Penalty: MUTATION.

I scream in pain as the energies slide through me, ripping at my core. The man stops and laughs.

"You fool whore! Using magic now..." he says, holding the blade aloft as wings erupt from my back, tearing through my undersuit, new bones and muscles and tendons growing into place rapidly, a leathery skin growing over them as I stand and stumble away. I quickly gain my balance, my wings twitching behind me. I try to cast again, but the recent pain has yet to dull, and ruins the spell before it can even manifest.

I swear, and turn to run, but he keeps a solid pace barely twenty feet behind me.

"HARUMDA! HARUMDA I NEED YOU!" I scream, and the metal man laughs.

"Scream for your minions all you want, woman. They won't sa-"

He's cut off when Harumda lands between us with a solid thump.
"I am here, Mi-oooh." Harumda grins devilishly. "Don't you DARE run away." he says to the metal man, settling into a low stance with his massive weapon.

He immediately rushes forth, with speed that defies his massive size and equipment. The armored man holds up the jeweled gauntlet, a sphere of white flowing up around him. Harumda swings his blade into it, a flow of sparks rising from the striking point. Once, twice, three times he strikes, and the barrier shatters. Harumda swings again, blade barely knocked aside by the armored foe.

I cast Wicked Hands while the man is distracted. I roll the bomb around the fight, and secure it under the Noble's cloak.

"Harumda! Behind me, now!" I scream. "I'll smite him!"

The man laughs, erecting the barrier has Harumda dubiously leaps over me.

I smile, and detonate the bombs. Behind me, three of the siege weapons explode in wild fire that reaches for the heavens, burning bits landing among the tents. In front of me, the magical sheild shakes - but holds. Good. I turn away, averting my eyes from the horrible wreck that must remain.

"Harumda, is he dead?"

"Yeah, boss." he says, in reverence.

"Good. We're done here. Let's get into the town."

He picks me up, and I sit on his shoulder as he walks to the tangle of metal and flesh, picking up the misshapen saber.
"Proof." he explains, then he leaps into the air.

This feeling - Of soaring and falling at the same time - scares me, thrills me, sends strange motions through my gut. We land among a pile of the dead and dying, and Harumda lets me down.

"As you asked, boss. Thirty men I could, heh, save."

I hold the White Book aloft.

"To Legion, I gift these weary souls. To Legion, I gift this spilled and drying blood. To Legion, I gift this torn and rendered flesh. Gift me power! Gift me greatness!" I incant.

The bodies liquify instantly, and blood writes on the pages of the tome, floating there. More taint touches me. I shudder - with strange pleasure, and strange pain.

New spells: Void, Tentacle Pit, and Dark Armor. These will be posted in the Questdis.

"Inside the town, please, Harumda." I say, picking up the tome from the air. He nods, and I ride him again to the doors. The slot opens once, and the massive doors open.

Good, then. Good. I made it. I think... I think, yes, I'll take a nap.

[current Taint: 500 + Wicked hands (3*2 = 6) + Smite (1) + FAILURE (10) + Sacrifice (30) = 547]

---DISCONTINUITY---

Allow her to rest, or speak with her further? Or observe her dreams?

we should let her sleep, though if it looks like shes having a nightmare we should step into her dream. right now I think she needs rest and we can talk to her in the morning.

Yeah, lets let her sleep

Yeah, let's let the poor thing rest.

Might as well observe her dreams so long as it won't interfere with her rest.

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You let her sleep, deciding not to peer into her dreams.

---[DISCONTINUITY]---

I wake up in another hospital bed. This one is nicer than the one back at Transit town. The bed is softer, the room warm and inviting - and my clothes are gone mostly, the gown back on. My wings twitch involuntarily with my tail as I wake.

Oh yeah, I have wings now.I blink awake... to find Rose kneeling beside the bed, head rested on her arms, again sans armor in a black shirt and jeans.

She's alive. And she's here.I reach out, and gently stroke that red hair from her face, smiling and holding back a laigh as she starts to purr quietly. And then she wakes up and smiles.

"We've got to stop meeting like this." she says, kissing my cheek. "What were you doing ut there?"

"I was helping."

She smiles, then laughs.
"I see. Found a demon and just rode to the rescue?" she nuzzles into my neck and shoulder, gently kissing my neck. I smile, kissing her cheek back.

"Mhm. uhm, I wanted to a-"

"WHAT HO, THE HERO AWAKENS!?" calls a deep, cheerful voice - and a man in a huge set of armor sidles into the room. The helmet is off - in its place a strange, rigid hat, and a single lens over one eye. A third arm sips him some tea and a large gun rests on his shoulders.

"Who..."

"SENIOR SPLENDID, MY LADY! And you are the hero, er, heroine, of the hour! Why, if those siege weapons had been marshalled along with the full brunt of their men, we may not have lasted the day! And poor Jeffery would have been out a home!"

A suited... lion... bows quietly, and I note it to be taller and wider than Rose by a fair margin, and even more bestial. "Theretofore, you are the man, er, woman of the hour! And as mayor of this fine town, I can grant you a single wish! What ho, think of me as a genie, my lady! Anything you like, within some reason."

"Sera, meet Senior Splendid, mayor of Jamestown."

I like this guy, he seems classy. as for the favor I recommend you hold onto it for now. we are still finding our feet in the wastes and we should probably save a favor like that for when we have some large goal we are working towards.

>>380538
Well, we need to politely introduce ourselves after that, and ask to hear what happened after we passed out, of course.

Take a rain check on the favor, if we can. We aren't really in a position of needing anything too badly at the moment.

If we can't get that, the only thing I'd consider asking for right now would be something like being put up and given access to the magical knowledge at their disposal for a while- based on our advancement thus far, a month or two or downtime and studying could help us a lot. All this combat is flooding us with Taint and not giving us the time we need to digest the potential for advancement that we've already secured.

Need some time to think of a favor.

Spend some time with Rose. Check up on harmuda and congratulate him on a job well done.

Have a day out relaxing with rose. And then muddle your nonworking wings until you get working wings or regeneration.

>>380600
Let's not muddle with our wings. Roll with it for a time. When we're close to the next mutation, then we'll muddle with it.

Thank him for the favor. Tell him you need more time to decide. Neither do you know what he can provide nor do you know what you would want at this time. I am also not quite sure if the siege is broken or just very much set back.


I want Sera to study the magic theory in Shan's Book for a few hours before she Muddles, but nowish isn't a bad time or place to Muddle.
For one we are in a save place so Sera can concentrate and try to influence the Muddle. For another Sera just damaged her new leather armor with the eruption of wings and needs it repaired or replaced anyway. It's better to Muddle before we reequip, because Muddle has a habit of adding demands/constraints for equipment.
>Muddle until you get working wings or regeneration.
I think we shouldn't just Muddle till we get a certain result. The number of possible results is too great and we risk getting a hundred taint or more till we get the right mutation. Lets just muddle the useless wings one time and see what we get.
When you are casting Muddle on the wings, try to keep in mind the image of yourself with large, strong, light and well-build feathered wings growing out of your back. Anchored with strong muscles on a strong but light ribcage and shoulder blades. Also remember the feeling when Hamruda jumped you both through the air.
>This feeling - Of soaring and falling at the same time - scares me, thrills me, sends strange motions through my gut.

>When we're close to the next mutation, then we'll muddle with it.
Is there something I am missing? Aren't muddling and taint based mutations two different, independent from each other things?

>>380641
>The number of possible results is too great
Actually its 1/10 chance to get regen or working wings. 1/30 to get just regen. 1/15 to get just working wings. look up the charts in tg, and you only roll on charts for which you have cast spells. So only black, white, and mutation for us

>>380651

Okay, a hundred was too high to be likely. I calculated it for out and probable are somewhere around 30 taint. But a really unlucky run can get up to a hundred.
You are right on the probabilities for one Muddle. But rolling for a specific result is a geometric distribution. Take the 1/10 chance for regen or wings. That makes the expected value 10 Muddles before a wanted mutation comes. That where the 30 taint above comes from.
The probability we don't get the wanted mutation in 15 tries is still 20%. The probability to need 33 Muddles is about 3%.

To add, I don't think regen is a desirable mutation at this time. Working wings is on the other hand are desirable.

compliment his fine armor. ask how the siege is going.

Try and hold off on that favor for a while. If you are up to it, get up on your feet. Go with Rose and see the fortress a bit, after all, its what you just fought for.

Test out your wings a bit. If they are difficult to use and cumbersome it may be better to muddle them away, but don't muddle too much, just enough to get something generally positive. You can always try again later, when there is less stress.

"Can I take a rain check on that, Mister Splendid?"

"Naturally, good lady. Don't fret too much over it. Have a pleasant stay in Jamestown." He makes a little bow, and departs with his upright lion. Then, finally, I relax, leaning into Rose and kissing her lips with slight hesitation. She kisses me back, warmly, holding me close, tail lashing a little.

"What was it you wanted to ask?" she asks.

"Uhm. I wanted to know, if... if we... we were more than, uhm, than f-friends. If there was something... More to... to us."

She smiles, kissing my neck. It sends a strange feeling down my body, as always.

"When you put it that way... I think so." she says softly, gently pushing hair from my face. "Let's get you on your feet." she adds, "Fun can happen later." she helps me out of the bed, and while I stumble slightly, I regain it just as fast. After I get dressed and get my things, She shows me around town. The feel here is much different from Transit. There's a sense of... adventure? It seems everyone here is like Rose, or Dreanin. Strong, independent. There's no bar - which feels odd - but there is an armory and the medical office. Rose tells me the siege is almost over - since I had slept, groups had been striking at the raider camp, chipping bits and pieces away.

Which brings us to a statue of Harumda.
"They work awful fast." I manage, and Rose laughs.

"No, it's-"

The statue crumbles, and soon Harumda stands before me with a bow.
"A most glorious battle, milady. You have my thanks! Should you wish it, I can go again!"

Rose raises an eyebrow at me, and I explain.

She nods thoughtfully.
"You've put him to good use. Better than I can say for a lot of summoners." She says gently. "Good work."

Butterflies flutter in my belly as I process the compliment.

"I actually have a place here - though I rarely use it, Splendid gifted it to me once when I did him a special favour. If you like, we can go there, or..."

"Well, I do need to do some study, and these wings..." I flap them a little. It feels like if I had a bit less weight, I could get some lift. But Rose is carrying my bags... So that leaves...

Yeah no. Not happening. "I'm not sure if I want to keep them. So I'd need to work with my mutation magics for a bit."

"Well, you can do that there. I had a spare key made - here you go." she says, placing it in my palm, my face flushing even deeper.

"I, uh, but, you, this..." I stammer, but she silences me with another kiss.

"When you're ready." she says. "I'll be there."

She walks away. Both me and Harumda watch her go.

"Goddamn, does she always do that thing with her hips and tail?"
I smack Harumda across the face, then shake the pain out of my hand.

That being said, should I go to Rose's abode? And for what purpose?

go to her abode for learning some majykks, researching some magyeickhss, and using some muddling meghyugkhfzsghkkk.

>>380683
What he said.

What time of day is it? Not sure how Rose thinks about you bringing her food, but drinks should be okay. The free drink Rose choose at Utah's was coffee with cream and alcohol. So look for someone selling coffee. Once at the flat great Rose and share a meal if it's close to a meal time. Catch up with Rose about what she and you did since you've last seen her.

Now to the magics. Let's start with muddling the useless wings using the imagery and feelings already mentioned in >>380641. Then curl up and cuddle up with Rose and study Shan's book for a few hours. After >>/questdis/358209 I prefer this order since Sera has some time to rest and anchor herself after the muddle and we can do a second muddle if necessary/wanted with little risk.

>>380688

you're right. I support leaving some time to chill out inbetween sessions of magiecgz so Sera's mind can cool off from all the rape.

whatever else we do we should check out the armory, see if they have better light armor than boiled leather.

Maybe Senior Splendid can get us a deal on something.

Or maybe we can get our pick of the loot.

Those Noble guys had POWER ARMOR, they have to have some other, slightly lesser equipment we can ask for since we took such a big hand in breaking the siege.

>>380753
I gotta agree with this. We just have a pistol, a knife, and leather armor, which we probably ruined the back of with our wings emerging. An upgrade is probably easy to get considering we helped break the siege and all.

Before I head there, I go to the armory. The man smiles at me with a chuckle.
"Hallo hallo young lady and..." he raises an eyebrow "...Friend. Welcome to Argyle Armor and Ammo. How c'n I help yer today?"

"Well, I was thinking of buying some armor? Something light but strong..."

"Welp, we got some excellent light protectives. Suit?"

"Yes, please."

"Arightydighty. Yer in luck - the recent raid on the Noble camp brought in some excellent hide and leather craftmanship. For instance, Dualcroc hide." he slaps down a greenish, scaled suit of armor. "Stops most knives, blades and other things of that nature - hard as hell to cut, practically need sum'thing vorpal to slice it. Five-hunnerd chip fer a full suit - I'll even fit it for you. It's probably lighter and more manueverable than yer current suit - since it uses scales, not plates. Bullets, though, they just as handy."

I nod, and he folds it up and puts it away. "We also have reinforced leather armor, with a pocketed cape for storing things. The plates can turn small ballistics at most angles, and turn penetrations from wounds to bruises." he says. "It is reinfarced with metal plates on the chest and back, as well. A bit heavy - but grand in terms of prahtection. Six-hunnerd chip."

I nod.

"Anything else?"

"Not really, miss. Most of the rest is hard armors and even proipah heavy combat armor."

"Can... you reserve them for me?"

"Coitn'ly." he says with a smile. "For a week. Then they're back on th' market."

"Thank you~!"

"Not a problem." he says.

My next stop is the general store - which I find hidden away in a corner. I buy a bag of coffee beans, but there's no cream. Either way...

>-25 Chip

With that done, I make my way to the housing - which is mostly underground, long halls flanked by apartments. Reaching her door, I knock nervously.

She opens the door.

In her panties.

I open my mouth to say something, but I can't find the words, instead, I'm pulled inside.

"R-rose, I... I need to study. And. And muddle... m-m-muh-mutations." I manage. I'd forgotten those soft curves, and the softness of her fur as I'm pulled into a gentle embrace. In fact, everything is that much sharper and more clear, since I'm sober now.

"I know." she says, sticking out her tongue teasingly. "Thanks for the beans." she says, "I'd run out from last time I stayed here. Make yourself comfortable."

There's not much furniture - the whole place is two rooms, a merged bedroom, living space and kitchen, with a bathroom behind a door - with no privacy lock. There's just a bed and a dresser. The clothes I saw her in before sit folded on the dresser, and I seat myself, reading the white magic book and relaxing while I hear Rose work in the kitchen.

[Voting up in Questdis thread.]

At some point, you should ask who she went off to visit, Sera.

>>380770
Is Harumda still around? It sounds like the siege isn't quite broken yet. He'd probably appreciate getting permission to go off and mop the raiders up.

This would also conveniently get him out of here for certain things which might be happening soon and he might make annoying comments on.

Harumda is gaurding the door. I made sure to tell him not to enter, and to force anyone else to knock. I studied diligently, avoiding staring at Rose with great difficulty.

(Sera has made progress on mastering White Magic.)
(Sera has learned a new spell: Heal.)

Now then...

"Uhm, Rose. Can you help me out of this leather?" I ask quietly. I see the sparkle in her eyes and sigh. "I need out of it in case the new mutation pops out somewhere unexpected."

"Mmmhm." she purrs, sidling over to sit behind me. She unzips the back slowly, fingers gently touching the line of my spine.

"Rose..." I mumble.

"Sorry, sorry. I can't help myself." she says, peeling it away and off. And this time, the embarrassment of her eyes on my naked body is even worse from the lack of alcohol. I sigh.
"Wait, you're gonna ditch those wings?"

"er... Yeah, why?"

"Keep them. Please. They're cute."

"..." I chuckle. "Alright."

But I summon the power forth, and let it touch and warp me, my extra ears quivering and changing shape, reforming, shifting, growing... A dull pain touches me, and I whimper...

And then Rose giggles and hugs me tightly.

"It's adorable! It's so adorable!" she manages, and holds up a mirror.

I reach up and touch the miniature white wings on my head and sigh.

Well, at least you have built in air conditioning now.

...

Keep 'em.

they provide shade and can fan your head, that's nothing to sneeze at. might as well keep them for now, you can muddle them later.

They also make you look slightly less demonic. Keep 'em.

At least swap the stunted back wings for functional large back wings... explain to rose that you want to fly and these wings are too small. And you know you can get bigger ones. Although if you do get regeneration while muddling back wings then KEEP IT as its better and rare then wings.

Also people don't care THAT much about demons, but DO about mutations in general... And angels are known to exterminate all humans because of their innate sinfulness.

She nuzzles closer to me, oddly clingy.

And then the question occurs to me.

"Rose... Who did you visit?" I ask.

She backs away a little, ears turning on her head as she thinks. She avoids eye contact, and for the first time since I met her, even looks a little self-conscious, arms rising to cover her breasts.

"You'll meet them eventually, I promise." she says softly.

"..."

"I mean it." she adds. "I can't tell anyone about them. Not yet."

"When can you?"

"I... I don't know."

Suddenly there's a knock on the door.

"Dreanin here for a miss Sera." rumbles an amused voice. "All ladies make themselves decent in ten... nine..."

"oh for god's sake" Rose mutters, pulling on a robe.
"six... Five... four..."

I groan, wings reflexively wrapping around my shoulders, clasping in the front. It... Well, it's adequate.

"two... one..."

Rose opens the door, and I see a grinning Dreanin smiling at me. Rose looks at him for all of three seconds, then shuts the door.

"Aww, Rose, don't be like that..."

"I need to get dressed, bozo! And so does Sera!"

She looks over at me, raising an eyebrow. I nod, pulling on the suit - which I've modified again to have two more openings on the back that I can button more snugly shut. Rose, however, pulls on her tee, a heraldic image printed on the front, and her pants, sliding into her boots with ease before finally opening the door again as I'm pulling on my own footwear.

Dreanin smiles, lifting the hat from my head and placing it on his.
"Thanks." he says, tapping the top with a grin. "That was some right looney shit you pulled back there. Looney enough that I think a plan that's been rattling about in my skull fell out and wants some air."

I raise an eyebrow.

"Remember when I told you about the salt flats?" he asks. "I was thinking maybe I wasn't thorough enough."

"Oh, no. Dreanin, you're often stupid enough to damn near fall into the Bowels -"

"not my fault the wagon lost it's left wheel-"

"Damn near mad enough to nearly attack the ACE OF FUCKING SPADES-"

"look, I knew where he was going and I had a prime opportunity to drop a cliff on him-"

"And close enough to insane to go out to the Salt Flats in the first place, but I'll be damned if I let you take Sera there."

"Now hold on. The last time I went, I went alone." Dreanin clarifies. "But I think Sera's ready for some bigger league stuff, and she's got a nice friend looking out for her. Not to mention, you."

"Me?!" Rose's hair puffs out a little.

"Yes, you. Methinks you noticed how likely this young miss is to find trouble, and you're not gonna let her out of sight."

Rose growls, a real, deep sound from her throat, raising a finger to open a rebuttal...

But finds none.
"You're right."

"What do you say, Sera?" Dreanin asks. "We can leave whenever you like, I got nothing to really worry about."

1. What exactly do you want to go do?
2. If it can wait, can we take some days to relax, study spells, finish muddling mutations, etc.

if they don't mind letting you finish learning all of these spells and reading all of the non-spell stuff and experimenting around with 'em a wee bit, sure.

does he man he want to clear out the cultist around the salt flats? unless he has at least a rough idea of how strong they are I would advise against it, and if he does have an idea and there numbers are in the three figure range no way could we take them unsupported.

It sounds like Dreinan's plans are stupidly ambitious and he got out there more due to luck in how they failed than anything else. What happened the last time Dreinan went into the Salt Flats?

But let's hear his newest plan for the Salt Flats. If it is too outrageous we can still say no. But a few questions I expect to have answers for are 'how to deal with angels', 'how to deal with angel worshipers', 'where and how we get supplies', and most important 'who's boss' and 'how do we get back'.
Additionally I want to spend some time in Jamestown. Learn what Jamestown has to offer and spend time with Rose. There should be a lot of fighters here. Sera should look around and find some mages to talk shop with.

Also what are our time constraints. A few weeks till the train runs again. The whiskey delivery goes with the next train, no work required from Sera. A week till we have decide on an armor. Have I forgotten anything?

Another thing the Jamestown job was worth 500 a week or so ago. Do we get the money even if we haven't officially taken the job?

I know Rose told you the back wings are cute, but you shouldn't keep them just because Rose thinks them cute. Is it really worth to look cute to Rose if it endangers yourself? Remember Rose liked you before the back wings just fine already.
Test the back wings out thoroughly. See if they are a hindrance when running, doubling(like rabbits), jumping and rolling on the ground. We know, they aren't good enough to fly, but do they allow gliding?

You know, with the headwings and the backwings, you might be able to fly now if you wear light clothing! You should take some time to find out Sera.

>>380967
>he got out there more due to luck in how they failed than anything else

I've had it explained to me that Dreanin is confirmed to have a literal luck stat of 0.

That said, I agree that we should hear this plan, but take it with a grain of salt. Dreanin has this weird John Constantine quality to him and I wouldn't be surprised if he has a track record of getting his friends killed.

"A week."

"huh?"

Dreanin blinks.

"I need a week to prepare. To get ready, learn what I need to learn." I say. "Then I'll be ready to head out. What are we going there for, anyway?"

"Remember how I said you can find huge boats out there?"

"Yeah." I nod. "It was an ocean, before..."

"Well, look at this."

He hands me a small device - the screen no bigger than my palm. Dates, names of things - mostly munitions and guns if I'm reading it right. All pre-calamity.

"What is it?"

"A shipping manifest. A boat was heading out, carrying everything you see there."

"This... This is a fortune." Rose says quietly. "All that ammo and weapons... An army could run for years on it."

"And some magic weapons, too. Power armor. I have no idea where it was going or why. There's just one problem."

"What's that?" I ask.

"The last item."

I scroll all the way down and blink.

"What symbol is that, on the weight for that salt?"

"Tons." Dreanin supplies.

Rose stares at him quietly.
"You're planning to talk to Blue Shield about it."

He nods.
"I need a safe place for Fidget. They've the safest. They get the location, Fidget gets a home."

"They'll ask you to go with the exploratory party to verify."

"I'll do it." he says, without thinking. "I won't even ask for the weapons in the ship. I figure if anyone can handle those angels, it's them. And if they are properly supplied..."

Rose sits on the bed heavily.
"This is pretty big."

Dreanin chuckles.
"Well, then. You still up?"

I think for a moment.
"See me in a week as agreed." I say. "I'll answer you then."

"Alrighty. Sweet dreams." he says, waving and walking out.

Harumda watches us expectantly for a few minutes.

"You too. Guard the door." I add.

"Awww." he mutters, walking out and slowly closing the door behind him.

"That man... Rrrrgh! One of these days, he's going to kill someone I care about!"

"...What do you mean?" I ask.

"Don't you know?" she asks. "Anyone who pals around with him long enough dies. He's been through more'n ten, by my count."

I blink. "Anyway. Enough being a sourpuss bookworm~ It's been so long. Let's have some fun, Sera." she says, kissing my neck again and purring, tail lashing at the air impatiently.

I know, I know. There's a lot I need to do...

But the way she feels when she insistently pushes and kisses and touches... Nnnngh...

you do have an entire week ahead of you, just saying. by the way, you might want to wait till you leave to pick up the armor if your going to be messing with your mutations at all.

>>381119
It's not like that fun will take all day... and she wants it. Be nice.

oh, go on then. you earned it. just don't spoil yourself too much, mkay?

Yeah, it's only a problem if she does it constantly and you never get to your learning. But that seems unlikely.

Damn felines and their heat.

DEW EET.

There is a lot to do... right now number 1 on that list is Rose.

Even if she wanted to say no, I'm not entirely confident she could. Also, do it!

I turn to Rose with a sheepish smile, kissing her lipss as my hands curl around her waist. She's a lot softer than I remember, warmer. She lets me push her back, onto the bed, with a grin.
"So, did you do any shopping~?" she asks, gently kissing my neck, fingers sliding along the leather undersuit around my thighs.

"I, uh. Yeah. There's a suit of dualcroc I was thinking of getting... But it'll probably take up most of my b-budget."

"Mmmm. It's worth getting." she says, fingers sliding up my waist. "Tell you what, I'll spot you for half of it. On one condition."

"Wh-what's that?"

"Let me dismantle this suit. While you're wearing it."

"I... Uh... o-okay. W-what will I wear?"

"I have some extra clothes." she says softly, and I notice, for the first time, that she has claws, slowly tracing the stitching that secures the plates of hard leather to the more supple undersuit. Then she gently pushes.

Pop-pop-pop-pop. The stitches part under her claw, and before long, the plate on mt shoulder is removed, followed by the other. her hands slide along the now bare-feeling shoulders, to remove the plates from my elbows and wrists with care. It feels so strange, to have it be carefully pulled apart while I'm wearing it. The chest plate comes off just as easily as the rest. My heart is beating faster and faster as the hip plates are slowly pulled away, then finally, the shins, leaving me in a leather bodysuit as she slowly traces the seams with her finger. "Good quality leather." she purrs, pulling off my boots and gently touching the curves of my foot. "You shop well. Or maybe you're lucky. Either way, I have a plan for this..." she says.

"A plan?"

She nods, fingers tracing the line of the seam up along my side, and down my arm. She smiles, popping the seam there and grasping the rough thread. Slowly, she pulls it from each hole, the sleeve opening wider and looser as she approaches my elbow.
"Yep. I'm gonna recycle this material for your wings. Some leather will help them turn knives, though with this much, it'll be barely better than nothing..." she mutters, the sleeve loose on my arm as she reaches my armpit and continues. "or, I could make it into a bag, or something..." she goes on, touching my bared side as the seam opens on the side of my chest. "Or maybe I'm just looking for excuses to strip you creatively." she adds, as the seam opens on my hips. Her touch on these places where it's so rare send little shocks through me. I don't know why I'm so sensitive, I just... can't help it. I manage a nod as the seam opens on my thigh, then knee, then finally ends on my ankle. Rose traces the line from the ankle to my wrist with slow, gentle kisses. "I have you all night~. I want it to last." she murmurs happily.

On the same side that has been opened on the lower side of my arm, she starts to pull apart the top seam on my sleeve, seperating it in halves, carefully and metiulously. When it finally opens at my neck, I start feeling pretty bare. "Shhh, stay still." she murmurs, taking her time in the other three seams, giggling happily as she finally finishes the inseam last. The suit rests in halves atop and under my body, as Rose pulls off her boots and clambers onto the bed, knees on either side of my hips. She peels away her shirt, breasts bouncing slightly. "You can move now." she purrs.

I sit up, feeling the suit fall away slowly, baring me to her as my hands slide over her breasts and she leans down to kiss me, one hand undoing her jeans and peeling them off hastily along with her panties. The feeling of her soft fur on my skin is so wonderful, I can't really begin to describe it - a moan, unbidden, issues from my lips as her hand caresses one of my breasts. She pulls the half-suit away from between us, and our wet places grind together briefly, making me whimper in anticipation. her lips find my neck, and again, we touch.

A steady rhythm emerges, and in the pleasure, things fade and come to crisp sharpness. The look on her face as our moans match one another's, mouth open, eyes closed, body arched against mine. The feeling of her weight atop me, both heavy and comforting. The warmth of her body. The sound of her roar as the climax touches her. The blankness of my own. Exhausted, we slump together, and I stroke her mane and back, slow and long touches that make her purr even as she looks half-asleep.

There's so much to do, so much to prepare for - but for now... I think I'll watch Rose sleep for a while, while I pull the blanket over us.

That sounds nice. Yeah. I'll just rest my eyes for a bit.

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