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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

Holy shit I was smoking some good candy corn when I made this club. I put some shit in here that even surprises me. Time to revise and then proceed to do nothing with the ideas for another year! ... Or will I?

Jumi's sarcasm was not unjustified and Mitsuko knew way too well. She was not going to allow things to go that far. The fact that Hikaru allowed it was already a lot but she could tell that he would react if that girl and her cat went just a bit too far. Two questions and nothing else. The deathly girl seemed slightly annoyed by Jumi's lack of faith. "Rude of you, little fairy. It's only a game as far as you play by the rules. I will do the same... I will give you this one since you didn't let me finish. I am the Emissary of Death. His most loyal servant and devotee. The one and only who truly understands the beauty of death. In this regard,

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 rathe

Hellhound stopped eating to nod to Akemi, whatever the question meant. For the beast girl, she had eaten worse before so a quality meal like this did well test her tastes. For what it was, she enjoyed what she was eating. The amount of humans coming around didn't even bother her. She was used to approach them anyway, as long as they didn't try anything against her. As Akemi started eating, the hound just continued eating her own meal, a bit non-humanly but that's all she knew. When she was finally done, she put the bowl away and wiped her mouth clean, finally giving a thank you for the food as well, now that she able to talk. Her behavior was

Exzel released Alexadrine's hand, and went to stand to the side, halfway between the two. She looked to Elie as she spoke, pleased at the way things were starting off. She smiled softly, reassuringly. Alexandrine had taken the news of Zorn much better than Exzel had thought she would. She had already known. Alexadrine had been more aware than she'd assumed, and that was a good thing. Daimond had obviously not survived this long without good reason. They would need to talk about details later at some point. "I am pleased, that your emotions have settled, my dear." Exzel looked into Wlie's eyes as she spoke. "We been through a lot th

The girls from earlier seated near Hellhound, watched her as she ate... enthusiastically, eventual covering their mouths to giggle quietly, but not able to look away. Akemi smiled gently, "I hope you like it, do the flavors agree with you?" Hikaru watched Hellhound eat with an approving smile, turning soon, to finish plates of spicy yakisoba. Topping off the dish with a few fresh sliced vegetables on top of noodles and sautéed chicken. He soon served a plate each to Akemi and Hellhound, but had to turn back and prepare more and the smell of the food, and the novelty of Hellhound eating there drew more and more costomers. Akemi dantily sa

Can't say anything about it. I don't know much myself but I only know it involves some personal "drama". Gard will come back when he feels comfortable.

Tiffany worked at a large office complex in the centre of New York City, and while she knew her job inside and out, her computing and interpersonal skills weren't why she had been hired. She had Emerald green eyes, full lips, and honey blonde hair that cascaded down to her shoulders in soft waves. Toned legs, an almost sculpted waist and hourglass figure with a large, natural chest and a pear shaped bottom. She had first gained her manager's attention in an interview in which she'd answered some VERY personal questions, and the topic of another role more suited to her 'unique skillset' came up. Another interview and a blowjob later, and

The Liturgy of the Unbound (As practiced by the Daughters of the Unbound) Opening Invocation Leader: We gather not in halls of stone, Nor beneath the gaze of zealots’ scales. We gather in the firelight, In the shadow of the woman who burned, In the arms of each other. People (together): We are Unbound. The Reading of Ruin (From Prudence Lawton’s original journal entry, read aloud in its plain form.) Reader: “I have chosen her, though I know the choice is ruin. She burns like the sun and I am helpless before her. Every touch is a judgment against me, Every kiss a sin I welcome. Th

marry because today I need to feel like someone wants me around for a while.