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Thread: Accidental Rescue[Myself and Cyra V]

Blinking in curiosity, Sera could hardly help but inwardly consider that point about aiding the law enforcement, her eyes taking on a contemplative look as she did. So that... surely made her a good person, right...? But... she'd snuck in here for some still unclear reason, on the other hand. That... she... bah . The young fox honestly couldn't wrap her head around whatever the truth of it might be, but for now, she chose to trust this human well enough. The fact was she had saved her, and hadn't done anything bad yet that she could tell it wasn't wrong to trust her at least a little, was it? Well... not many of those, honestly. I read, I suppose, and enjoy music occasionally, but otherwise I primarily remain here, awaiting whatever day I can marry upwards and further my family's name. I am a female noble, after all such is our job, she answered, in a way that said that this was all she really knew and she saw nothing inherently wrong with it, having been raised upon it. It's a fairly simple life, really, and we only have such as parties here very rarely, so I apologize if you might end up bored having only cleaning and helping me dress and undress for tasks to be done here, she added, her expression appearing genuinely apologetic. No doubt this girl had her own fun, whatever precisely that entailed, in the world outside the confines of the manor a place beyond that which she herself could reach. Such was just how it was for someone in her position. If there is something you'd like any time, though, I could see if I might be able to arrange it, so long as it's reasonable even if you did intrude in here, it still doesn't seem right to practically hold you prisoner, Sera offered with a light smile, her continued curiosity eliciting her to reach a hand out to rest softly on one of Celia's own hands.
Thread: Accidental Rescue[Myself and Cyra V]

Celia frowned, looking at the girl like she was crazy as she spoke. Such is our job? That...seemed extremely sad. More so that she had seemed to just accept that her goal in life was to find someone higher up in the nobles than they were. There was so much more to it than sitting around waiting for some guy to visit and then just marrying him to make your family name seem more important. Maybe she would have another job here than temporary servant. She wasn't going to be able to handle staying here for a long while under such boring conditions. She smiled back, Celia could tell she was a kind girl, perhaps just a bit sheltered. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, since she'd be spending most of her time helping out Sera. Now that you mention it, would it be possible for us to go to my place tomorrow and grab some things? Since I wasn't exactly expecting this, all I have is the clothes I was wearing. Well, that and the things your guards took from me, she said, unable to help but frown a bit thinking about it. The weapons and tools they'd taken from her had taken a while to acquire, she'd either have to find them and steal them back or start a new collection the former sounded much better.
Thread: Accidental Rescue[Myself and Cyra V]

Oh... oh! Yes, of course... I'm sorry, I didn't actually consider that... Sera nervously admitted, shying a bit further under the covers to hide some of that nervousness that had in turn manifested as a red tint on her cheeks. Er... I'm not sure how much my father would allow, but we should be able to go there tomorrow, under the company of a guard, for such a thing as just that. Although some clothes will no doubt be provided for you I don't think people would like it much if you went around here wearing... er... common clothes... she spoke, continuing to hide or at least try and hide her nervousness even then. She probably had to do something about that, but what was she supposed to do? She wasn't used to interacting with other people very much, not especially when they had things they needed... Hm... that was an awfully selfish thing to think, on some reflection... One last thing before we sleep, though... what do you... think of me so far? I kind of... want to hear something like that from you, a regular person, as a person who can maybe influence things in the court, at least a little... I at least don't want to be someone most people would look down upon... she hazarded asking, her blue eyes gazing almost pleadingly at Celia.
Thread: Accidental Rescue[Myself and Cyra V]

Well, half wasn't so bad, right? They would get to go into the town and to her place to grab some things, but of course under the supervision of one or more of those lovely guards. That made sense when she thought it, she supposed, that they wouldn't exactly trust the girl they'd caught sneaking into the mansion with Sera alone, in the town, with the commoners and such. Still could be nice, she'd have to be a bit careful about what they saw in her place. Celia looked to the fox with a smirk, chuckling a bit. It was a bit rude, but she chalked it up to the girl's upbringing again. This was all she seemed to know, how to be a noblewoman, what to wear and how to talk to not dishonor or embarrass anyone. Well I've only just met you, but I think I'm an honest person, so here goes. I think you're a good person, trusting, and caring. I think you're a bit naive, and you barely know what's outside these manor's walls. Like I said, we've only just met. I look forward to getting to know you, she said, looking to her as she spoke, giving a nod at the end with smile. She was truthfully looking forward to it, and perhaps showing her what else life had to offer besides planning who she'd marry based on how it would make her family look.
Thread: Accidental Rescue[Myself and Cyra V]

W-well... erm... I suppose that will be all... until tomorrow, then... Sera spoke, with a slight smile of her own beside it. The girl didn't dis like her, so that was a start, at the very least. And she had to admit, she was rather curious what was... out there , even while she knew it was not a place for her, nor would she be allowed to freely explore it. Perhaps she'd be lucky enough to get a more lax guard, somehow, or at least be shown some things of interest... who knew. Whatever was the case, she unconsciously shifted a little closer to the other female as she began to drift off to sleep, her fingers closing gently over Celia's hand. It was different calmly sharing a bed like this with someone, human or otherwise a bit comforting, even. Perhaps she'd have to a bit more often... With such thoughts drifting slowly about her head, the fox herself drifted off to her usual, peaceful sleep. Despite the night's events, she woke up at the break of dawn, just as usual, with a light, tired yawn. Perhaps not quite enough sleep, considering, but... she'd manage, at least. There was breakfast to be had, after all, and perhaps a quick bath before she actually went out. Couldn't do to go out when any of her fur or hair might be at all messy, surely. Nn... good morning. We should get up and dressed... breakfast should be nearly ready, and the tailors will need to measure you so they might have some new clothes to wear when we get back... and a bath before we leave would be called for, I think... she somewhat sleepily spoke, albeit before she'd quite taken in where Celia was, or if she was here at all merely operating under the assumption that she was still there.
Thread: Accidental Rescue[Myself and Cyra V]

Celia nodded, giving a shrug and settling into the bed. She'd asked, so the girl wanted to be honest. Like she'd said though, they'd only just met. It was just a first impression, perhaps a bit more because of their unique situation, but they'd be spending a lot of time together apparently so they would get to know each other well. It wasn't hard for her to get to sleep in this bed, comfortable as it was. Not that her own wasn't, but this blanket, the mattress, clearly it was the best of the best. Just as she was about to slip into unconsciousness, she felt the warmth of the fox girl as she slipped a bit closer to her, bringing a slight smile to her face as she went to asleep. Celia grumbled a bit as words suddenly brought her back from the brink of dream land. She opened her eyes, just barely, as the light from the window hit them and causing them to shut again. Yeah, let's get to it, I suppose, she said, yawning and stretching out. Up and at them early in this place, it seemed. She'd been up for a while planning and getting ready for the heist, and now getting up at dawn meant this would be a tired day for her. Bath and breakfast sounds great, and it'll be nice to get some decent clothes, see how it is to live like this while I'm your servant, she said, slipping out from the blanket and stretching once more, her arms up over her head. We should be close enough in size, do you have something I could wear to breakfast?
Thread: Accidental Rescue[Myself and Cyra V]

Not much of an early riser, was she? Well... Sera supposed she'd probably get used to that. Then again, she probably couldn't suppose much on that point, since it was all she herself knew, but... anyway. Right, she'd... not thought of everything again, had she? She'd been considering the clothes Celia came in with, but those would be... less than satisfactory, no doubt. If it was sharing, though, she supposed that could work, as long as the clothes did indeed fit. Just... nothing like pants, not that she had much of those in the first place. Yes, of course... and you could wear what you came here with after when we go out, if you wish... I'm sure it would be rather more comfortable for you for walking through the city than a dress... the fox offered. Picking herself steadily up out of her bed, she allowed herself a leisurely stretch, showing off perhaps a bit more than she was aware of, before making her way over to her wardrobe off to the side and opening the doors to it, to a decent variety of dresses in reds and pinks and whites, and a bare few in light blues. I suppose you can... feel free to pick which one you wish to wear for now, and if you could... help with the strings and straps and such on the back, I can do the same for you, she offered, glancing back to the strap of her own bra that she'd need to change and, sadly, wasn't certain how to remove this way sheltered life, after all. And her nightgown, for that matter, that she was forced to remove now for the purpose of changing, leaving a light red tint on her cheeks. They were both female, sure, but she still only barely knew Celia it was only natural to be a little shy about it, surely?
Thread: Witt's Search! F/F, Futa/F, or Futa/Futa (I'm back!!)

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Thread: Witt's Search! F/F, Futa/F, or Futa/Futa (I'm back!!)

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Thread: Terra Nova.. { Closed for Semper Fi and myself }

Col Scott Nightland's thick fingers pushed though the high grass forming a small peering crevice. His dark blue orbs scanned over the area noting the places that would offer a concealable cover if he was spotted. He was warned about the ability of commander Taylor and that terra nova sheriff, Jim Shannon. A mix of deadly ability that many men before him failed to take head of. Scott wiped the small black strand of hair from his eye before resuming to scan over the area. His mission was to kill commander Taylor and resume command over the complex, however, a well prepared Taylor foiled the large assault and managed to get away, only to come back with a vengeance to reclaim Terra Nova. Taylor's action costed the E-Corp a lot of lives and the only passage way for them to send reinforcements and not to mention the only way for Scott to get back. Scott finding his next spot to move too. He darts across the small opening and diving into the heavy brush. Yeah, the only course Scott had now was to find away to blend into the populace of Terra Nova and bide his time till a way was found to get back to the future or the opportunity to take Taylor out, but Taylor wouldn't be the only one he had to kill, that Shannon character had to die as well if Scott was to take over Terra Nova. Leaping, rolling, crawling Scott reached the perimeter of the destroyed gate. Bodies still littered the ground floor from the blast. His objective was to find a means of infiltrating Terra Nova and the easiest way was to find a dead solider and relieve him of his uniform. The task was an easy one for he managed to find a body of a dead Lieutenant. The blood splatter and wounds that the uniform had would give him a story of being knocked out for hours. He would then tell the tale of getting lost and wondering for days before finding Terra Nova. Scott took in a deep breath while he removed the lieutenant's uniform, the patch of First legion embroiled on the left shoulder was his way into the complex, the rest would have to be dealt with as it came to be, something he was well adapted in doing. Finishing, Scott headed out to find a place to lay low for a couple of days. It wasn't long till he found a thick uprooted tree that would give him good shelter from the elements but also give protection form the carnivores. Making the rest area comfortable as possible Scott took his place and waited. A few days later Scott was walking toward the gates of Terra Nova. His eyes scanning over the security. His hands up and empty as the made his way up to the gate. Hold your fire! he yelled out, I'm Lieutant Scott Nightland from the First Legion. he shouted out as he watched the Sergant of the guard approach the gate.
Thread: Terra Nova.. { Closed for Semper Fi and myself }

Sergeant Katherine Doyle walked through the the area that use to be the market of Terra Nova. They had successfully reclaimed Terra Nova and it was good to be home, but there was a lot of rebuilding to do. The mahogany haired woman walked, her boots crunching on the gravel. Kat had come to Terra Nova a number of years ago, as a recruit for security. She completed the course second in her class and had caught the eye of Taylor and Washington. They'd groomed her for a role of leadership, and now she was in charge of the group of soldiers that guarded the perimeter of Terra Nova. Her pale, nearly colorless gaze looked out of the jungle as she stood in a watch tower. She was 5'6 and athletically built, one would hardly consider her a threat just by looking at her. But she had remarkable hand to hand combat training and wasn't too bad with a stunner either. After several moments hse climbed down and went to help with some of the repairs. The days were filled of that, checking on her command and then finding something to repair. She heard one of her men call out Sarge! She pivoted and walked towards the gate as she heard I'm Lieutant Scott Nightland from the First Legion. frowning she lifted a hand to her men, a silent command to stay sharp but not fire. Nor did she order them to raise the gate, which had been the first thing repaired. She drew her weapon but didn't aim it, standing on the other side of the fence she raised a brow, What do you want? She asks, her voice emotionless and cold. She didn't see this man as a friend and had no intention of letting him inside Terra Nova unless it was in restraints. His group was the reason the colony was in pieces, why colonists had died, and now they were all cut off from the future. Though the last part she didn't mind. She figured they'd be able to survive, it woudl just be a matter of readjusting their way of thinking, changing the way they did things. Her eyes never left Scott and her body remained ridged, mentally preparing for an attack. She was dressed like most soldiers, combat boots, dark camo pants and a black t-shirt which exposed her copper skin, a legacy of a native american heritage and time spent out working in the sun.
Thread: Terra Nova.. { Closed for Semper Fi and myself }

Orbs of cold blue focused upon the coppery tone woman. Her posturing was a stance well known to him for that was the common stance of a well-trained soldier of the special armed forces, and one that he would not allow to show in this stand off for he was to pass off as just a meek first Lt biding his time until something better came along. Her posturing wasnt one of gloating, it was one that was formed out of habit for making it through the rough training required to earn those combat eagles that he was sure she had in her possession. Her stance brought memories of a corporal he had crossed paths with long ago, she was small just like this sergeant and was painfully misjudged as the small cpl gave him three broken ribs and a week in the hospital, so there was no way he was going to question her ability. Her words were one of causal demand from someone in her position, and one that he expected. Keeping his hands up, palms outward, he lowered his gaze from hers as he took that short timer stance of a bypassing Lt. I was hoping to find shelter and protection from the wilds. He weakly responded to her question. The whole time he wanted to say I came to kill all those that oppose me, but refrained from doing so. He kept his gaze down like some whipped dog standing before his owner. He hoped that his pathetic posturing would ease her alertness however, now that he played this part in his mind, he was once again misjudging a small framed female. I know your concern but I give you no threat, Im just a Biochemical officer sent over with the 11th pilgrimage to help your doctors with formulating Biochemical hazard antidotes. He weakly managed to whisper out. I was knocked out from the explosion at the gate and when I came too everyone was gone so I have been wondering out there for days. He looks over his shoulder at the jungle before refocusing upon the coppery sergeant. His mind swirled about as he tried to read her body movements, his hand instinctively clenched into a fist as the posture of combat readiness came to his form. Even being a chemist they were trained in combat so he had to at least show some of that training if he wanted to get inside those gates. He began to feel the power of this female and soon realized that the task of his wasnt going to be as easy as he hoped. He had to buy time and earn their trust so it was going to be a long-term operation. So what is it that I need to do to get you to let me pass those gates before I become a predator appetizer? He gestured with his hands as he wished to lower them. As you can see I am unarmed! his voice showing a little fatigue of holding his hands up
Thread: Terra Nova.. { Closed for Semper Fi and myself }

Her nearly colorless eyes narrowed, watching him suspiciously. Her eyes scanned his form, nothing in his body language showed anything different than the story he told, but she was still hesitant to believe him. She smirked at his question You need to stay right where you are. She ordered sharply. She looks at her second in command, a blond haired man about her age. Find the LT or Commander, tell'em whats happening and see what they want me to do. She ordered softly and Hunter took off at a brisk jog. She couldn't make this decision on her own, but she would respect whatever decision either Washington or Taylor made. She looked at him Go ahead and lower your arms, What's your name? She knew that chances were that he was exactly who he says he was and they had just somehow missed him when they'd been searching for civilians. But after the attack and the Phoenix group, she was hesitant. Hunter returned a few moments later, Commander Taylor wants you to let him in, bring him to him. She nodded, looking up, Raise the Gates, She looked at the man, Come here, She ordered, much like she might order a dog to come to heel. Her left hand rested near her weapon, she didn't think this man would be armed or that he would be foolish enough to fire one if he had one, but she wouldn't take any chances, not yet.
Thread: Terra Nova.. { Closed for Semper Fi and myself }

Scott shifted his weight from left to right than back to center while his stare was still upon the coppery tone woman. His minds eye still was sizing her up in ways more than just what a brawler would do to his opponent at ringside before the match began. He wondered how it would feel to be rolling around on the ground with her, how would she defend against his attack? Would she use aggression as her defense? It was all a game of cat and mouse, and only boiled down to who was more observant, patient, and reflexive respondent over the other. A mental chuckled occurred when he wondered just how reflexive respondent she would be with him between her legs. His mental sexual encounter with her ended when ordered one of the men to report to command, a nod come to his head as she gave him the okay to lower his arms. Her question of his name made him blink and smile. Im LT Scott Nightland. he answered her with a stable voice. His slight British accent filled his answer. Now we are getting somewhere. Scott spoke out upon the return of the errand boy. Once again a smile came to his face as she ordered them to raise the gates. Now things were shifting in the direction he was hoping the would go. His gaze met with the sergeants upon her bestowing her command over him. His mind shifted to the thought of how fun its going to be forcing her to do what he wanted her to do. A small smirk formed while he approached her. His eyes now traveling up and down her taking in her features as he was getting closer to her. So has anyone ever told you how attractive you are Sergeant? He asked bluntly. While his eyes fixed upon her weapon hand. That is unnecessary, Im not a fool. His eyes fixated back upon hers. He once again tried to read her posture to see if he was getting under her skin. Well, he would rather get under her uniform, but that would be another day. So, Shall we?
Thread: Terra Nova.. { Closed for Semper Fi and myself }

She listened as he told her who he was, so far he seemed easy enough to work with, she hoped that continued. The gates rose and he walked towards her. Kat was well aware of him looking her up and down, but she didn't react to it. The world may be more open to women doing traditionally men's jobs, but there were always the ones that sized her up or leered at her, she'd long ago decided that it just didn't matter. She rolled her eyes when he asked if anyone has ever mentioned how attractive she was. One or two, She replied blandly. She kept her hand settled on her weapon despite his words. Well keep from being a fool and you might just make it here. She said. She pivoted and walked beside him on his right side so he wasn't beside her weapon. They crossed the compound to where the command center was, though it was still in partial ruins, they'd restored most of the Commander's office. She walked up the stairs, leading Scott. She knocked briskly on the door and waited for permission to enter. Hearing the Commander's voice, ushering them in, she opened the door and stepped inside. This is Lt. Scott Nightland, he was apparently part of the 11th pilgrimage, a Biochemical Officer. She said. She looked at Commander Taylor and Lt. Washington who stood beside him. As she'd expected she was dismissed, but told to stay nearby. So she ended up out on the balcony, knowing she'd likely be the one assigned to either escort him back out of the gates or to a small single house where he could stay. Sorry for the delay, found fleas on my animals, so it was a huge project cleaning the house and them