<div dir="ltr">As for being a dog person, Mae hasn't had the best of luck with dogs in the city during her 4 months of IBT.<br></div><div class="gmail_extra"><br><div class="gmail_quote">On Tue, Oct 10, 2017 at 5:29 PM, d kerr <span dir="ltr"><<a href="mailto:megumimika@gmail.com" target="_blank">megumimika@gmail.com</a>></span> wrote:<br><blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin:0 0 0 .8ex;border-left:1px #ccc solid;padding-left:1ex"><div dir="ltr">
<p style="margin-bottom:0in">While they both took a break, Master
Sanis and Maelorna relax for a few minutes on the patio. A mangy cat
that looked like it had seen better days approaches from the
underbrush, it looks at her warily but filled with hope of food, a
pair of kittens follow in the cats wake.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Even with Master Sanis being with her,
Maelorna had started to gain an aversion towards cute and adorable,
the internal debate rages between herself and the voice as she
finally relents and starts to build up the energy to feed upon all three
creatures. But as was about to kill them, one of the other girls from
the brothel steps out to indulge in pipeweed spots the animals and finds
them more than adorable and her cries of delight bring out other
girls. Soon most of the girls of the brothel are out, most somewhat covered,
but a few naked girls are playing and feeding the cats, much to
the delight of Master Sanis. The smug contented look the mother cat
gives Maelorna as it's being fawned upon makes her seeth inside.
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<p style="margin-bottom:0in"> [Janaq 22nd, 1636TH] - [Sivas, Marentia]</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Ignoring the rage she felt from the
previous day and worse, the mother cat, now groomed and her two kittens
seem to rule the roost. The cat had taken residence in Maelorna's room
as if to rub it in her nose. Why she would feel such loathing from
the cute and adorable animals isn't something Maelorna can guess at,
only that the more she hates the cats, the more the cats seem to
want to be around her, it wasn't FAIR!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom:0in">Still her skills with erotisism are not
effected by her emotions as she easily entertains eight clients,
including her regulars, earning her one hundred two brass bits.</p><p style="margin-bottom:0in">That afternoon she heads out to the
park, finding that the majority of the dead or diseased plants were healed
and tended to. She manages to find a location bereft of anyone
else and the lone cheerful chirping of a bird delightfully calling out is
silenced as three fire darts ram into it's body, while the fourth and fifth
such bolt fail to respond to her call. Maelorna personally blames the cat,
the feral dog that got away, and the old man that she still can't manage
to get the energy to respond to her. True she didn't have the forked
tongue that Lilith's command required for the fire dart, but it
still was irksome.</p>
</div><div class="HOEnZb"><div class="h5"><div class="gmail_extra"><br><div class="gmail_quote">On Tue, Oct 10, 2017 at 3:03 PM, David Sanders <span dir="ltr"><<a href="mailto:dasandersx@comcast.net" target="_blank">dasandersx@comcast.net</a>></span> wrote:<br><blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin:0 0 0 .8ex;border-left:1px #ccc solid;padding-left:1ex"><div dir="auto"><div>I'm sure she is more of a dog-person...😉<br><br>Sent from my iPad</div><div><div class="m_-1792006907327471755h5"><div><br>On Oct 10, 2017, at 10:13 AM, d kerr <<a href="mailto:megumimika@gmail.com" target="_blank">megumimika@gmail.com</a>> wrote:<br><br></div><blockquote type="cite"><div><div dir="ltr"><div>I'm still fleshing it all out, Scott gave me the bare bones raw feed to work with. :)<br><br></div>and she really really hates that cat and her two kittens. Damn you Scott.<br></div><div class="gmail_extra"><br><div class="gmail_quote">On Mon, Oct 9, 2017 at 10:42 PM, David Sanders <span dir="ltr"><<a href="mailto:dasandersx@comcast.net" target="_blank">dasandersx@comcast.net</a>></span> wrote:<br><blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin:0 0 0 .8ex;border-left:1px #ccc solid;padding-left:1ex">"Mae packs her lock picking tools in her pouch and decides to<br>
spend the day trying her old thief skills. To pick some random<br>
locks and doors. While also climbing up the side of buildings<br>
and get to second floors to pick windows. She could just fly<br>
up but that isn't the challenge.<br>
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She picks dozens of doors and windows without being seen.<br>
But she doesn't enter. The party would not like her breaking<br>
such laws. "<br>
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I read this and thought that Fremea would have locked all the doors, just to watch people get locked out of their houses. She would think that was hilarious!<br>
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