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Dahl had been looking down range while reloading his pistol when she fired some shots, but only saw a single puff of dirt. He glanced at the other Merc, then grunted and stepped closer to her. "Here, try again," he said, offering his pistol. It wasn't anything special, but it functioned well.

Dahl let out a puff of smoke then dropped into a crouch, drew his weapon, and shot three times. It was a single fluid movement with no wasted energy. He straitened, holstered the pistol, then looked at the target. Two bullets had hit within a centimeter, but the third had gone wide. Hrmph. "Your turn."

Dahl grinned even wider and said, "Nothing. Nothing at all." Dahl thought it was pretty silly. Not like it would protect against bullets or petty much anything. But maybe the bots had something, or she just liked the weight of it. He'd known soldiers like that, always had to have their lucky charm or favorite boots. No skin off his nose. "You shoot pistols?" he asked, nodding his head towards the makeshift targets someone had put up. Dahl thought that that was pretty silly too - enemy rarely just stood there waiting to be shot.

Liana jumped at the touch on her ass, then swiftly followed Kat.

Dahl glanced in the direction of Marie and gave her a nod, then grinned one of his wide grins that hinted at something about him was not quite normal. He'd heard the rumors of how crazy he could be, and he didn't think they were too wrong about him. He just didn't care. "Expecting some anti-aircraft fire are you?" he asked of Marie.

Jen tried to stretch her legs out just a little bit more to take some of the strain off of her toes, but the only thing that helped was putting more of her weight on Anjali. She knew that doing so would hurt Anjali, so she put more of her weight on her toes instead and tried to take some of Anjali's weight. She could feel the vibrations that radiated through Anjali, but they were faint compared to what the other girl was feeling.

Jen looked back and Sonja, still grinning. Jen didn't know what she wanted. The quiet of the library was nice but she was getting tired and didn't want to walk home in the rain. Snuggling up in a chair had seemed like a good idea before realizing she wasn't alone. She liked Sonja, but felt awkward and shy and insecure. Their brief encounter days before seemed dreamlike and Jen blushed in remembrance.

Jen opened one eye, took a good look at Sonja's body then gave a whistle of appreciation. She shot Sonja a big grin.

Jen sipped her tea then leaned back into the cushions of the chair so her legs were stretched out in front of her. She didn't realize that her tiny breasts were stretched against the tank top so that her nipples were poking through the fabric, or that her shorts rode up exposing her trimmed pussy. She closed her eyes and took another sip of the tea, enjoying it's warmth.

"Thank you for showing me around the other day. This library is amazing!" Jen blushed a little thinking about what else happened in the library.

Jen takes a bite of a cracker while sipping her tea. "I like it where it rains. I'm not sure why, just something about it..."

Jen heads to a small kitchenette with a sink and electric kettle. She fills the kettle with fresh water and lets it heat up while she searches the cupboards for some mugs. There's a selection of tea that includes Jasmine and Chinese White, and decides to go with the Jasmine. A small blue teapot sits on the counter ready to be used. Jen fills it with the Jasmine open leaf and when the water is ready, fills the teapot. There was also a selection of sweet tea crackers which she grabbed. Carrying the tea, mugs, and crackers, Jen heads back to the lounge chairs near the window. Setting everything down, she fills to cups and offers one to Sonja. "It's Jasmine, hope that's alright."

Jen notices Sonja's disheveled state and decides to offer some tea. "Hey, I was thinking about getting some tea. Would you like a cup? Or coffee? I think they have both here, but I can't vouch for the quality."

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to wake you," Jen said to Sonja. "It's these dusty books."

The fabric of Jen's lounge chair itches at her skin. She hears someone nearby and glances around, noticing Sonja sleeping on a chair nearby. Oh, I hope I didn't wake her, she thought. Ahh... chooo... Jen tries to hold her sneeze in and releases a high-pitched cute sneeze. Silly dusty books! she thought.

Dahl is leaning against the wall as he gazes out into the jungle, chewing on his cigar. His long blond-white mustache waves gently as a breeze as a puff of smoke from his cigar blows away. With a quick and sudden movement, Dahl draws his pistol from it's holster and steadies himself into a crouch. After a moment, he holsters his sidearm and leans against the wall. Again, like lightening, he draws his pistol and crouches. He grins before holstering the weapon and lets out another puff of smoke. His green military shirt is only half buttoned and his exposed broad chest is covered in a thick blond hair. The cuffs of the shirt are rolled up past his elbow exposing the thick muscles of his forearms to the sun. A small mammal skirted through the brush but Dahl didn't look at it.

Jen is leaning in an armchair with one foot curled up under her and the other flat on the cushion so her elbow can rest on her knee. She gazes out of a window onto the street with a thin, worn book in one hand held open only by her finger which is acting as a bookmark. Her other elbow is propped by her knee with her hand idly stroking her jaw. She's wearing a pair of knee-high socks, but the skin is bare up to her shorts. Anyone that happened to look would see she was not wearing underwear and her sex could be glimpsed through the gap in her shorts. Over her torso she is wearing a loose tank-top that exposes the side of her small boob. Jen releases a little sneeze caused by the dry dust of the library tickling her nose but doesn't stop looking out of the window. It's raining and the light of a street lamp is blurry. Jen's hair is cut shoulder length, tied into a short ponytail, and strands have come loose and tickle her cheek. She idly brushes it back over her ear then continues drawing her finger over her jawline.

Acacia watched the doctor with interest as he performed the prayer and noted his arousal at the end. She had not fiddled with her hair as he spoke, an accomplishment drilled into her from her teachers whom never tolerated idleness. The air felt nice on her bare skin, something that she rarely got to feel and she was enjoying the sensation. Small goosebumps formed on her arms as she watched Leinus and she looked at his cock as it hardened in his hand. "I would like to contribute, but I don't know how..." she said. She wanted to provide an offering equal to his, but she didn't think she could provide anything of it's equal. She had heard of other girls that could produce and spread their juices with the right stimulation, but it was not something she had ever been able to do. For a moment she felt a touch of sadness that she may not have anything worth offering. "Would... would sexual energy be acceptable?" she asked as she brought one hand to her breast, and let the other touch her sex. It had been a long time since she had tried to pleasure herself or been pleasured by another. It wasn't always safe to do so, but she was willing to try. "Or may I assist you?" She thought of her lips and hands touching his skin and wondered what he would taste like. She let her fingertips slide down her breast to her belly, then over the top of her thigh. A bird chirped from a nearby branch and Acacia's eyes darted in it's direction.

Liana watched Sonali watch Kat and smiled to herself. She thought about telling her owner she was being watched, but figured she already knew so just watched them to see what they'd do and be ready if she was called.

Jen felt Anjali's butt press against hers and enjoyed the feeling but felt the strain as she tried to stay balanced on her toes.

Liana took a seat outside the showers, waiting for her owner and the other mercenary to finish. As was her way, she quietly listened and tried to remain unnoticed. She idly went through her braids, but the water had done it's damage. They'd turn into lumps of hair if they haven't already. She didn't think the mercenary knew what it would take to fix her hair. She recalled little Ta'ki who went for a swim and didn't tell anyone. It had taken her and two others 6 hours to fix her hair, and some of it wasn't recoverable and had to be cut off.

Jen's body was so sensitive from all the stimulation that it didn't take much to push her to the edge again. And again. She cried out in pleasure and pain as her nerves fired and misfired, her limbs and body jerking and shaking. The sensations she felt reverberated deep inside of her.

Hey! There are a couple of us active in the apartments at the moment. I mainly use this for a slice-of-life type RP. Going to work, meeting new people, maybe getting to know them more intimately, etc. My character Jen has a studio apartment on the third floor, if you'd like RP a meeting let me know. She works two waitressing jobs and I imagine her going to a local café for a coffee or to the park when she has the time.

Jen's eyes rolled upwards as the vibrator in her pussy and Cassie's mouth on her tits did their work. Her body began to quiver and her breathing became rapid as she made soft whimpers and cries. Her senses were overwhelmed by the stimulation and then she existed in a single glorious moment. She moaned, loud, and came.

Acacia nodded then began removing her clothing in silence. She'd spent much of her youth being examined by doctors and, while she was modest in general, she would reminded herself that she shouldn't let her nudity bother her. Her boots came first which she placed side by side and aligned perfectly with each other. Next, she released the hidden seam of her skin suit that ran from her neck down the length of the garment. She pealed it away, then gently folded and placed it with her boots. She wore no undergarments - the skin suit provided the support and padding needed. Acacia stood naked, her long black braid pulled over her shoulder so it rested across her breast. The hair was starkly contrasted with her porcelain skin. Her areola were dark on her large breasts which seemed to fit her larger frame. A dark patch of hair lay between her legs, and there was some scaring on her lower back. Acacia sat across from Leinus, then let him know she was ready.