[Hermit] (
advisories) wrote in
auroraexpress2019-03-29 07:13 pm
The Ninth Trial
Who: everyone
When: Day 18, starting just after dawn
Where: The Hermit's Tent, and all around
[This morning as the sun begins to pour through the train's windows, there's the tremor that signals a Trial.]
Come hither, Heroes. Prove thy worth. Or something like that!
[It's the same older man's voice from the sixth trial, and outside is the same fortune teller's stall. Today the front flap is lifted to show a normal interior -- there's a wooden table, carved with geometric patterns and painted in bright colours, lit by teal-coloured carved candles.
At the table sits a man of indeterminate age, somewhere between 30 and 60. He's wearing what appear to be monk's robes, teal with patterned trimming. In front of him is a crystal ball and a stack of bingo cards, along with a stand-up sign bearing the rules of this Trial.
Across the top in large font, it says:
Icebreaker Bingo
Good luck and have fun!]
When: Day 18, starting just after dawn
Where: The Hermit's Tent, and all around
[This morning as the sun begins to pour through the train's windows, there's the tremor that signals a Trial.]
Come hither, Heroes. Prove thy worth. Or something like that!
[It's the same older man's voice from the sixth trial, and outside is the same fortune teller's stall. Today the front flap is lifted to show a normal interior -- there's a wooden table, carved with geometric patterns and painted in bright colours, lit by teal-coloured carved candles.
At the table sits a man of indeterminate age, somewhere between 30 and 60. He's wearing what appear to be monk's robes, teal with patterned trimming. In front of him is a crystal ball and a stack of bingo cards, along with a stand-up sign bearing the rules of this Trial.
Across the top in large font, it says:
Good luck and have fun!]

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He watches the way she pulls off her gloves, the material caught neatly between her teeth as she gently tugs, the material slowly climbing up her skin until it's finally removed, set aside. Damn, that's hot. That and the slow, sensual roll of her hips as she walks towards him. For a woman who doesn't think she's hot, she sure knows how to weaponize her appeal. ]
You may be a good girl but I never said I'm anything but naughty.
[ He lets out a husky breath of amusement as his eyes follow her cleavage, her glorious breasts on display for him. That view alone would be enough to make him almost painfully hard if he weren't already there. He really does enjoy the sight of her on her knees in front of him.
He lifts his hands to run them through her hair, not really moving her head but the suggestion of the possibility is there. ]