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[awakenerd]

Who: anyone
When: day 57, afternoon
Where: anywhere it's a mingle

[This is a mingle but there is a comment in a Chain Chat to the whole train!]

Rean: A while ago some of us were discussing a festival where every team puts on a production, game, booth, whatever, maybe based around team bonds or interests.

What do people think? Maybe it's a good time to to talk about it again?

[Feel free to discuss with each other! Or just mingle as usual.]

Comments

[voreaciously]

[She'll leave with him and head for the not-sex-party-lair.

She was planning on doing this soon, so she's already got many items prepared and has them stashed in the bar fridge. She produces various bowls and...brushes?]

I've rigorously tested many things, most of these are chocolate, some are icing, or candy, but I know you can design and draw, so I thought perhaps it may be interesting to paint my body...and perhaps take photos of your work.

[bad_crowmance]

[ The sex party lair will always be one of his favourite rooms. ]

It's amazing how every part of that sentence was better than the last.

NSFW AHEAD

[voreaciously]

I am glad you approve.

[Her face is faintly pink beneath her blindfold. He'll need a place to keep these all and so she will prick her finger with the nail of another, though it becomes much sharper as she adds a layer of sharply-shaped water to it in the space of a moment.

She creates a cart out of ice, but adds that blood discreetly to the mix. The result is clearer, more crystalline construct, but most importantly, it's cool, but not dangerously cold to the touch.

She starts to load the items onto it and will wheel it to the bedroom.

And then she begins to strip. Slowly.]

Re: NSFW AHEAD

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow is going to settle onto the edge of the bed and lean forward slightly, his eyes all but devouring her as he watches her strip. ]

[voreaciously]

[Any sex that they may have (inevitably) is going to have to wait until later, but you would not know that, think that, from the way she slowly removes her clothes, her eyes sightlessly, yet unmistakably upon him as one layer after another is removed and moved aside.

Her breasts bounce free when she removes her bra, leaving only her panties as she steps out of her long skirt, left as a puddle of silk and fabric on the floor. She does not walk, she glides towards Crow, a smooth and inevitable tide, close and yet never touching him.]

Take them off.

NSFW (putting that back on so my email will give me my smut label)

[bad_crowmance]

You want a show, huh?

[ Crow stands up, grinning at 80H even as he uses his teeth to tug off one of his gloves. ]

NSFW np np

[voreaciously]

[






Well, now.

She actually wanted him to take off her panties, but she's hardly going to correct him on that front, now.

Also, even if he paints her body, painting her body naked just sounds like an upgrade. She brushes past him, quite deliberately, her finger gliding under his chin as she passes by, before she effectively switches spots with him, taking a seat and crossing her legs.

One leg dips with idle playfulness, but her attention is anything but.]