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Jumi went into a mode of sorts to follow up on that subject without being tormented by any of her own feelings about it. “Having experienced something sort of like that, could understand if Shinigami hated it, but won’t judge her if she enjoyed it in the moment…it’s complicated like that. Fight it so hard, hate it afterwards…but what some feel while it happening, is complicated. Kind of like the girls I told you about, who go looking for tentacle monsters. Do it their way, when they want.” The taboo of letting something nonhuman have sex with you. A demon or monster was one thing. Sometimes you could not help yourself while it was happening, wanting more, for it to go longer. Knowing it was wrong for an enemy to please you so much, but not being able to hide how good it felt. The Broken Girls gave into it. Tentacle monsters were not as taboo though. Demons sometimes used them as weapons, but most were purely instinctual. In the wild, there was no evil intention, just the desire to breed, and needing a host. It was one thing to admit you enjoyed it while it was happening, but if someone said or hinted they wanted let a demon have them, that was something to worry about. Have a serious talk. Tentacle monsters, some looked down on the girls who wanted them. But it was not taboo and such opinions were rarely voiced. That was the danger here of course. Shinigami was not a demon, was not trying to break them. But convincing most people would be difficult. She could see how it looked to others. “I really was a curious. Would have taken Maxim’s offer, if Shinigami agreed. Though I was not surprised she refused, and understand why she did not like it. But to temporarily have a body like hers, could have been interesting.” Interesting in a number of ways. Her mood was a little lighter as she spoke about that. “Can’t imagine taking a bite out of this would do that though, that that woman would want to help us.” She quickly added, as she set the apple on the middle of the table. She stood up, stretched a little. “It is a little cramped for two people. But can’t refuse my cute girlfriend, if that is what she wants.” This was all both new and familiar to her. She was used to sleeping with others, both men and women, but it was more casual. Sometimes random, like the night they met. Sometimes friends. Another team member was probably the strongest bond. She was still new to sleeping with someone as a proper couple. But that was the sort of thing that was fun to learn. “Give me a moment to undress and join you in whichever bed you pick”. “I may do that before we are done.” Umi potentially accepted the offer, if she had a reason, to get up there, but her examinations had not yet reached the point. And focused as she was, she was less likely to understand Shinigami’s offer or feel temptation without Shinigami being more blatant about it. Her focus on responsibility, discipline, not expecting to cross that line until her wedding night, rather than any prudishness or discomfort with Shinigami’s body, kept her from realizing they might do that before this was over or thinking much about it, though she could deny the sight of what Shinigami had was at least a…pleasant sight, if it did yet excite her much. Her hand roamed a little deeper in, getting a sense of how strong her body was, how apparent muscles were, if they different in any way. The hand roamed across her arm, upper leg, stomach, shoulder, and her breast. There was no hint of desire in the touch, even the groping of one of the breasts was part of the examination. Learning more about her body. ”Speaking of powers. What sort of powers do you intend to show me?” That was the most mysterious part of the offer to Umi, though she was interesting in learning any ways this body might be different as well. The powers did not seem like something that required a bed to experience. She was interested in hearing about them, depending on the answer, maybe experiencing them. ”Most of us do not have any ability to use Magic. People like Jumi and Mitsuko are special. Hikaru, me and the rest of the family have varying ability. In our case, through our ancestor, in others the source is not always known. As for extracting or storing. That would be even rarer. A few might have such power. Many do not. The temple may have a few objects capable of it.” Did Shinigami have a desire for such, Umi would let her elaborate, if she did. For now, her hand continued to roam Shinigami’s body.

“Yeah, we can. Hard to guess how long those two will take. May not try to take too long, but we can spend the night here. Leave, maybe in the early morning, if it gets late enough.” As Mitsuko undressed, Jumi stepped over, picked up the apple, walked back to thee side of the table and examined it. Looking for any hint of strangeness, she could not imagine that girl gave them a gift to be nice. Would taking a bite out of it change them, mind, body, or soul? She was not going to take the chance of finding out. “Forbidden fruit. Not inclined to test it, even if this would probably be the safest place to do so.” Assuming it was a trap, between Shinigami, Umi and maybe Maxim himself, they could probably reverse whatever it might do. But it was still too risky to seriously tempt Jumi. She did not last this long by having that sort of recklessness. Her examination beyond looking was limited to feeling it it, poking it a little, giving it a quick smell. She was not as tired as Mitsuko, would sit there for at least a few minutes, before preparing for rest. It was the best place. Umi preferred to let Jumi and Mitsuko have some quiet to themselves. Ruling out the guest rooms, this was the only bed they were likely to use without risk of others walking around. She was as innocent as Nall about how this might go. She did not consider yet what she might have offered Shinigami. She watched Shinigami undress and lay down. It was a surprising sight, down below. She had heard of some demons and other non-humans having such anatomy, but it was her first time seeing it in person. “I am here to learn, how much I do not yet know. Shinigami spoke showing me her power, I am curious about that. I am also curious to learn how she differs from demons and humans. What it is to be Shinigami.” A study, biological and otherwise. But not a cold one. She did not wish to make Shinigami uncomfortable. “If there is something she wants to teach me, I will listen, or observe. I will try to learn on my own as well. Though is there anything I should be careful about?” She asked Shinigami, while kneeling at the side of her bed. Wanted to avoid offending her by touching something she should not, or anything she should not do or say. As she waited for the answer. She slid her hand down Shinigami’s arm. Starting small, indulging curiosity. Having never touched a humanoid form furred like this.

Jumi ultimately led Mitsuko back to the door, the gated complex. “Temple members sleep in he main building, but the guests rooms are a small side building out here, probably intended to give guests some quiet and privacy.” She led Mitsuko a short distance to a small building, with an unlocked door that she opened. A small hallway, with two doors, one on each side. “They try to avoid having many guests at a time though. It would probably just be one room. They just have two rooms in case there are men and women at the same time, who aren’t couples.” That was how it was explained to her, the first time she stayed. She opened one of the doors, let Mitsuko go in and close it behind her. It resembled the convention bedrooms in some ways, though there was a row of beds along the wall. Small ones meant more for one person, though two might be able to squeeze together. “They did consider the possibility of a full team of Magical Girls and/or Knights spending a night or two. Hence the number of beds.” There was not much else in the room, a small table with a few chairs, one large cabinet where clothes could be left. Jumi waited to see if Mitsuko laid down or sat in one of the chairs. Umi waited until it was just her, Shinigami and Nall. She nodded to Shinigami’s suggestion. It made sense that at least part of what they were going to do should have a bed. It made sense even without guessing the other reason. She saw no reason not to go to the most natural place. “I will lead you to my private room then. You may come too, Nall.” She stepped out of the altar room, closed and sealed it after the others left and led them through the halls, up several flights of stairs, to a portion of the temple guests were only allowed to enter with an escort. She led them down the halls, past a number of rooms. To another sealed door, which she placed her hand on to unlock. It was a small but comfortable room. Carpeted, a larger bed,. A chair, desk, cabinet, and a fairly stuffed bookshelf. She turned to Shinigami. “Get comfortable as you prefer.” She did not know if it would all be on the bed, but would let Shinigami prepare how she wished. She pulled out the chair, looked at Nall. “You can watch from here if you prefer, or another place. Anywhere but the bed should be fine.” Even without knowing what was coming, Umi guessed the bed was not a good place for Nall to watch from.

Jumi would decide whether to spell it out or not to Mitsuko, assuming she had not already guessed, after they reached the guest rooms. By themselves, or probably with Nall. Even if he had not figured out what Shinigami was planning, seemed more likely he would follow them than hang around Shinigami. Though he was not immediately following. Maybe he would watch the more innocent part and look for them when Shinigami got more playful? She nodded, let go and began leading Mitsuko down the halls. “I’ve stayed here occasionally from time to time. It is not exactly luxurious but it is comfortable enough. Not sure how long we will be waiting, but enough time to get some rest.” She would be surprised if they spent the night, though it was hard to guess how long the research portion of what the other two were up to would be. Or how long Shinigami would want to play with Umi afterwards. Especially if she guessed right about Umi being a maiden, and if she enjoyed it enough. Though there would be some time rest, either way. “I know where they are going, I will take you to them when we are done. It will probably a good time to you all to Jumi’s home, when we are done. Unless it is late enough you all want to spend the night.” Umi added, also unsure exactly how long this would take and whether or not it would be a good time to leave. Not knowing entirely how this would go, even the parts of it she expected, Umi was not sure if this was the best place to do it. She saw no harm doing it in the altar room, since the purpose was to learn about Shinigami and perhaps what they would be facing from the other woman. “Is this a good place to do it, or is there another place you think it would be easier?” If they just needed space this was a fairly good choice, safe from other temple members walking by and getting in the way or misundersranding. But if Shinigami preferred somewhere else, they could move.

“I will leave you to get to checking, then.” Hikaru said with a turn. To begin to try to look into it. The real problem would be if the woman did get pulled in the moment of death but had no connection to Magical Girls, or had fought by herself. The important thing though was he had a starting point. Something that would keep him busy for a while. If Jumi and Mitsuko split off on their own, at least he knew Jumi was familiar enough with the place to know where they could go to wait as Umi and Shinigami took care of what might be their last task here. Jumi held Mitsuko, trying to help her settle down a little, considering Shinigami’s offer. The other concern was whether Umi would like some privacy with what that was going to end with. She might not be as purity obsessed as other religions, but she was not a Magical Girl either, was not quite as casual about such things. For all she knew Shinigami might be her first time with anyone, she doubted Umi would feel any shame about that, but maybe she prefer it to be private? There was also the question of how Mitsuko felt, whether she realized where that was going or wanted to be around Shinigami. Perhaps it would be best to let her decide. “It might be interesting to watch, see what Umi learns. But the process might be more effective if it is just you two.” She gently rubbed Mitsuko’s back with the hand wrapped around her. “You wanna go along? If not I can show you the guests rooms. Help you get rest while those two work on that. The last chance for some rest before we leave the place.” She was partially trying to keep the surprise, not speak of the fun Shinigami wanted. Make it more special for Umi, even if it was not going to be the way the priestess expected it to happen.

Yeah, it was Dream’s turn to post between the three of us. Though someone else could stick a little in between, especially if it is interacting with the bartender.

Everyone upstairs is on pause until Gard is back. Characters downstairs should get going when Dreams is ready to post again, you could probably write something there though.

I’m at least willing to consider joining in, but again, have no experience with this sort of thing and not sure how easy it is to change that quickly. Will leave that up to you guys, who have a better idea.

I threw out a random idea that I thought would fit the story. Inspired from some fairly old games. Was not sure if anyone else would know it, but at least Warning did. She has been doing a good job explaining and considering adjustments that would be needed forthe setting.

I did let Gard know he has some stuff to read here when he is back. He did give a reply, and looks more like an October return now. After that I gave him a bit of a summary of what we had been talking about, not sure yet if he is familiar with the inspiration like me and Warning. For now we will see what happens with the downstairs trio, once they get going again and Emiko potentially getting introduced. Whether any of them go upstairs or not. @ChiyakoUp to you of course, if you want to wait for him or not. Depending on what you want to do, there is the possibility Ryoko could 'distract' Dalton, until he is back. Letting Evi get up to things. Or the three can stay as they are, if you would prefer to wait. I told Gard I would let him know what happens there.

“That remains to be seen, but for now I take it as something else, and you are something distinct. Whatever is precisely meant about you being his child.” There was the question of what ‘Death’ really was. Hikaru did not think demon was the correct term. Maybe something like a god? Force of nature? Was he hands off, like most gods tended to be, mostly acting though agents like that woman? They would have to wait and see. But he did not consider Shinigami an enemy, and not a demon without more evidence. Though exactly what she was had only been partially clarified. They could only wait and find out, whether through research or later encounters. “I could reach out to other teams, see if anyone missing meets her description. But even if there is, it would probably be a while before they got an answer. “…Or if any fallen members meet her description.” It occurred to him, she might not even be ‘undead’ in the traditional sense, but if she was connected to ‘Death’ could they have met through her death or near death? Perhaps not, but it was worth looking in to. The others would probably leave before any confirmation, if that was the case. It would likely take days to successfully reach out to everyone. ”She doesn’t look like anyone I ever met, or heard of. Though with a whole world of teams to check, who knows? It might not be impossible.” Jumi added with a shrug, ignoring what she assumed was included in Shinigami’s offer to Umi, something she guessed the first time it was offered. She doubted Umi would be too bothered by that, the temple was big on marriage as the only way to join it, but as far as she could pick up, they were not as obsessed with purity as some religions. The only question was, would it just be the two of them? She did not mind either way, but seeing Mitsuko’s mood, she walked up, put a hand on her girlfriend’s shoulder, trying to reassure her. She would keep her company, if Shinigami and Umi had their privacy. Umi still did not guess what might come with it, but she thought the offer was good and should be followed up on. “Yes, I don’t know how much more help we can offer, beyond Hikaru looking into the woman’s possible origin. But that could be valuable to learn. I am curious to know more about you as well.” She knew much about demons and other monsters, but like Hikaru, believed Shinigami was something else. She had a curiosity to learn about this woman who drew Jumi and Mitsuko to her. “Would you like to do this somewhere more private, and alone, or with witnesses?” She asked it innocently, more to check Shinigami’s presences and comfort level, if she would find it easier with Mitsuko and/or Jumi.

Someday I should actually read some of my books, with the mind of maybe actually playing them. See if there is interest, after I finally get myself writing more frequently again. Though they are mostly older/based on specific licensed setting, and may be obscure, other than the first edition AD&D stuff. Or possibly getting pulled into something else, if it is easy to do without owning the material myself.

Yay, my idea got a lot of talk. Could be rather fun to see where that goes as we work out the details. One more piece that some characters may get involved with some may not. But yeah, like some of the stuff in the original idea of the club, before I took over, no one will be forced to do anything. Combination of probably trust, and needing the right hardware will help anyone who does not want to do anything with that piece of the setting. Exact details can be discussed by people involved. It is likely to a rather different experience for everyone character who dies do it. I haven’t played any of the games since they were new, but this aspect of that setting has stuck in my head, and this seemed as ideal a setting as any to consider including it.

That was it then. Maybe Jumi would have asked something if no one else did, but she was honest when she said she probably did not have anything worth asking. She was just glad the woman did not hint at further interest in her personally. The question about Lenneth probably would have counted as one too, so better that she did not ask. She just sighed in relief that they left with trouble, eyeing what was left in Mitsuko’s hands. “Goody, she gave us both an apple now. Probably harmless, but I still wouldn’t eat it.” She had no idea if there was anything behind leaving them with apples, but she was reluctant to treat any gift as harmless. “At least we did not need his help after all.” She said with a look to the statue of Maxim. Who knew how much damage there could have been if he got involved. ”We learned something. Though not as much as I would have liked.” Hikaru added, releasing his hold on the sword and returning to normal form. “We have confirmation Shinigami is not a demon. And that woman is not death. Though exactly who she is is a more troubling question. Some broken Magical Girl, or something else.” It was not even certain she was actually human, though it seemed more likely now.

While I have not heard anything since my last update, will say, in case anyone was worried about it, the cause of the lack of privacy and Gard not logging in does not have anything to do with other users of this site. But don’t want to say more than I should, so I’ll leave it at that until he is back. Hopefully closer to the beginning of September than the end. Do like the ideas above. Of course talk of that brings up my possibly too obscure idea of bringing an Ar Tonelico like twist to it. Where someone could essentially ‘connect’ to another person’s mind. Explore little worlds created their subconscious. Though it it the sort of thing that would probably require some sort of implant into the brain to be possible and may only be an option for some characters.

So, Eli was the one to apologize first? Well that made some of this easier. “No, you did nothing wrong. I got carried away in the moment. Did not consider how new you were to everything, how you might feel. Got lost in feelings I had not felt for years until several days ago.” It had technically started with Emi, got more intense with these two. Even with the complication of how it all started, she should have considered what Elie might have wanted and hoped for. But at least they seemed to be past that now. This was potentially where they began to figure out where things went from here? She took a seat, did her best to relax. “That was a reason I wanted to come here though. To make up for that.” They both had the same desire, though it was not the only reason, and she might have waited if not for the other reason, especially after what she had learned. Assuming one or both of them figured it out, she continued. “The other reason was something important, but it should be able to wait until after we eat.” Maybe bring it up in the middle of eating, if they needed to plan how to handle it. But it probably did not hurt to have some more pleasant conversation first. It would be interesting to hear what Exzel might say to each of them.

@DreamsnThings Like I said, no rush. Take time on getting better, and see if we wait for Gard to be back before some or all of the downstairs trio gets up to anything else. But like I said while you were out, you, and Gard when he is back are free to add any thoughts you have about the wider setting or specific places/things that might be worth adding to the setting development topic (the one thing there at the moment is something you may remember of course, but something you could remind yourself about if needed, or possibly consider adjustments to cyberpunk the place up).

Jumi bit her tongue, not saying more. The whole experience with the dream and what this woman did to Shinigami weighing on her still. But like Hikaru, she did not want to be the one to provoke a fight. Maxim would probably get involved, at least if there was a fight in the temple, especially unprovoked. But it was still too dangerous. It was hard to know if they had any chance, even if it was finally a little clearer what this woman was. Not literally death after all. It was still not clear if she was human or not, but with so few questions, it was not worth clarifying. Though it looked like she was not Shinigami’s mother after all. Unless Death was the ‘father’ and her the mother? But no, probably not that, and not worth overthinking that part either. Death, however you classified such a being, was apparently Shinigami’s creator, whether a parent in the traditional sense or not. A tense silence from Jumi, Umi and Hikaru. No one planned to give up their souks here, so there was only one question left. Not something to waste on something insignificant. The most important things had probably been resolved. The woman’s identity and what Shinigami was were both a little clearer now. Hikaru felt that gave some more hope for Shinigami but would save such words for after the woman man left. Feeling her replies probably would not help. “If anyone else wants to ask the final question. I’m still passing my ‘turn’. I probably have nothing worth asking, and I don’t intend to give her my soul, even if she seemed to like it.” She was reminded of the interactions in the dream that she was informed was probably about a desire for her soul, though she interpreted it differently at the time. Though this woman desiring either her soul or body were both rather unappealing.

Hikaru watched the transformation, gripping the sword tighter, but still not drawing. Watching carefully, nit intending to start the fight just yet but prepared to act immediately if it looked like there would be one. Mitsuko’s choice to along with this, at least to a degree, would be respected. For now he would just observe, be back up if needed, hopefully make the invader more reluctant to fight. ”All the mysteries to be revealed, with just two questions, or giving up souls, what a wonderful and fair game.” Jumi remarked with some sarcasm and caution. Two questions was very unlikely to tell them much, unless this ‘Death’ was rather wordy and even then maybe not too much. Shinigami might not be a demon, but this game felt more like a demon’s style. “You want to play this game, or ask ‘mom’ anything?” She asked Shinigami. If they were going to ask one or both of these questions, it was best to give Shinigami first chance.

Not a surprising question, from Mitsuko. But a disappointing answer, even if it was cut off. Disappointing Shinigami’s was not very effective. It might have been interesting to hear whatever else ‘Death’ had intended to say, but Jumi was not sure how honest or informative it would be. But one more figure made his appearance finally in the moment of quiet. Maxim did not intervene yet, but Hikaru stepped into the doorway. Transformed. A Knight is shining golden armor. Sword at his side, still sheathed, but hand on it. Prepared to draw if necessary. ”Forgive me for being late.” He said to his guests and Umi, before looking over the intruders whose presence led to him transforming on the way. “I invited the three ladies here, I did not invite you.” He had not heard much of what they said, which made him more cautious. “This temple only accepts its members and guests. Whatever you might be, let my guests have peace. If you are not here to help them leave. If you are, be quick about it.” Jumi was relived he did ask any questions, in case he got pulled into the ‘game’. He was not friendly, but not recklessly hostile, perhaps experience warning him this was a very dangerous potential enemy. Not one who could be approached like a simple demon or monster.

Well I'll go see what I can what I can do elsewhere, and maybe get back to that idea I started talking to you about earlier. Hopefully I can finally get my gears going again here tonight and my remaining day off tomorrow.

Another minor update from Gard. I've been hearing this on Discord, at the time being he says doesn't have the needed privacy to be able to login to the site. He is hoping to be able to get on before October. But nothing more specific.

It's a private club. Was originally a few more people but currently down to the three of us, as we have had to make adjustments since the rule change. Yeah, now on hold until he is back, though I'm sure he wants to get back to that too when he can.

Did hear from Gard. Will let him give the details when he is back, if he wants. But might be some time before he is back, though he does want to keep playing when he is able. Can consider whether we wait or shift things around, especially with Evi.

Exzel was the first to enter by herself. Alexandrine was not entirely sure how to react. She was not a slave, not a complete one anyway. But she was the one who willingly sold her soul to the demon, called her mistress. They were not equals, by her own choice. Choices she could not take back, but at least so far did not really regret either. She was willing to see where things went, willingly obey. Though she was not sure how respectful to be. How to react around Exzel. She was sure she would be taught as they went. That being the case, she remained in the chair, letting Exzel pull her up and guide her. Exzel was treating her well enough to not feel uneasy at least. She listened to what she was told. Nothing that was a revelation to her. Having already leaned of Zorn’s survival from Hikaru through Ellie’s visit to the temple. Though there was the question of how Exzel learned of it. How Zorn came to her, not considering the alliance fragile or not the two demons made, or the fun they had making it. No, it returned her mind to what to do about it, and hopefully deal with it before anything happened to Emi. “It is not as secret as he hopes. You are not the only one to warn me recently.” She said, a hint of her hate for Zorn in the voice. There were questions to ask, what her mistress thought about Zorn or her intention to fight him. But since she was being led to Elie that would have to wait a little while. That was the more immediate priority. She let herself be led into the room where Elie and the butler was. She had to assume if Exzel was here, she and Elie spent time together recently. Hopefully that made Elie feel a little better. She looked at Elie, the usual passive on her face, no hint of anger or being upset. But as it was Elie’s house, she thought she should give Elie the chance to speak first as she considered how to apologize and let her know what she had learned. It was probably best to move fast. But they could probably eat first, if it was not too long. Potentially good to eat before heading into what might be a battle.