nodding to her..."i bet, larl hasn't had the pleasure of a brand and piercing yet though she knows its coming...just a matter of time....Master may not be in tonight as He;s out in the plains somewhere working with the outriders...ya know He's a leather worker...they are constantly in need of Him and it sometimes takes away from larl seeing Him.enough whining...lmao...hows the ring?...have you been tunring it?
"I saw another slave's healed brand, it was a beauty."
her smile broadens seeing the Commander's slave come to her, kneeling down to join this beast, watching her eyes as the scan over her brand before gently add more salve"thank you for your help, this one can feel it with every move, it's sore, not painful."
I be going , Jilly
Take care All
when she reached the serving wagon and a rep to wetted and free her of the nastiness of mother natures little intruder...she was happy to remove it from her body...once it was over she walked towards the new girl bound to the wheel...upon reaching the girl sei...larl watched as she was eating the morsels of bosk from a platter...larl took the salve that was given her and removing the lid...took a scoop with two fingers and wiped it across the brand
hows it feeling love?
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You'll tell him if the dark glasses are too much, right?Brows lift, and he accepts it. "Neat," murmured to himself, as it opens up and reveals locations.
You get a nod. "I am. It, um, it shouldn't be noticeable. It's all run through my ocular implants, and internal hardware. It shouldn't stand out beyond anyone doing something similar to scan for threats.
IRIDIA -
It occurs to him that, ah, yeah, his presence is misleading. "No, uh - well, I mean, yes, I have a bounty, but no one has associated it with me yet. Just my alias.
"I'm here to gather data. I've been working on threat recognition, using facial and gait recognition programs to run through, um, the cameras around Fables, or if I need to be in person for whatever reason. I've synced it with existing databases, but it needs more data - there's not a centralized database, or anything, to tap into - and it doesn't have what I'm looking for, anyway. Echo's, um, dilemma inspired me to tag along and add in what I see and find, to keep him and Haven safer, too. And you, if you want it? It's nothing you can't do yourself..."
He's picking up on both of your nerves, and it's seeping into his body language too.
finds a table and sits down
e@vie has started a new game with the following players:
e@vie
when you left that day
my syllables went with you
no inspiration
oh ill think of a few thinglaughs
Enjoy…😘
e@vie has started a new game with the following players:
e@vie
in from eden
shift her ass upon the blanket, watching the busy actions of the Camp
bye
What can I do to give you pleasure?
slapping you
pay attention bitch..it's rude not to give a domme undivided attention
Game over!
Final scores:
marachino : N/A
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She canted her head at Peregrine P. Olveira, "Wait, you've also got a bounty? I mean it doesn't surprise me given the value-loss you hit the Corps with…"IRIDIA appeared just as uncomfortable just blending in, here, with the way she fidgeted and kneaded at the web between her thumb and forefinger like she were massaging away her imposter syndrome.
"Okay," she answered Echo Fenix. "…okay. Okay. Okay."
All of her insides, from organic to cybernetic, buzzed with rising nerves. It was a lot of faith to put into the conventions that were meant to protect them while they were negotiating the circumstances of them being hunted, and… well it only requires one time for you to be hit by a sniper while completely unaware for that to affect you for the rest of your life. Like no matter the environment, no matter the outward theatrics of safety and normalcy, that it could all break without warning.
Her attention darted here and there to the absolute overload of information near the heart of North Town. People walking, driving, going about their day, getting on and off of vehicles, entering and exiting buildings, some carrying on conversations with people unseen, snacking on this or that. Being normal.
Being without weapons made her feel absolutely naked, but if nothing else she had her Lada parked nearby if she had to race to it. Drawing imaginary breadcrumbs that could get her back out here in short order if things went bad, tracing the ways things could go bad, well that was just her new normal.
"I haven't had to deal with these guys before so I'm not sure what to expect, but… suffice to say if they wanna drop one way of cashing in they're gonna want to somehow gain from it…"
Bye bye missy and shark