Korim's Sleeping quarters

[Riskia Vetis]

*-_Valeraven_-*

~Thief/Depressed Slave~

In truth the dragoness’s words did make Raven feel somewhat better, but it didn’t change the fact that she had no real home or family. She never really felt the warmth of others, only the bitter bite of the cold nights and the aching urges of a starving belly. Perhaps the worst thing of all was the loneliness, she had longed for friendship but never found anyone she could trust. She wanted companionship and love; she wanted to be held in someone’s arms and reassured that everything would be ok. To be lone for as long as she has was the heaviest of the two weights she held on her shoulders. It was that that depressed her so, that longing to feel warmth against her that she was feeling now. To her surprise, Nanaja’s hands were wrapped around her in a gentle embrace so warm that it made Raven relax almost instantly for she didn’t pull away. Warmer still as their nude bodies seemed to conduct the heat into each other, but to be completely honest Raven felt embarrassed to be held by another female. Being nude only made it that much awkward, but she didn’t pull away or say anything. She just listened to the dragoness’s words, tears rolling down her eyes out of joy. “You really think so?” it was more a question to herself than to Nanaja, though she loved the idea she didn’t know if she would be wanted or a burden. But they would have to talk about those details later as Korim; their master walks in the room with an amused smile on his lips.

Raven’s ears pinned back as she growled, what he was proposing was outrageous. They may be talking now, but that was it. Now he wanted them to kiss and make up, was he serious. Apparently he was as he told them to hurry, much like a child would do when they were in a fuse. That is exactly what Korim was, a child stuck in the body of an adult. He had already proven he knows what he is doing in bed and although Raven seemed to have enjoyed it at the time, she didn’t want it to happen again. She was already embarrassed and slightly uncomfortable with the fact that they were both completely naked, but kissing brought it up to a whole new level. “No…I wont...” Raven tries to say with confidence but failed as it was shaky. If he really wanted them to kiss, all he had to do was summon his shadow tentacle things and force them to. It wasn’t a difficult task on his part; however it was both humiliating and demoralizing to do what he asks. Kissing a man was one thing, but kissing a woman was something she wasn’t comfortable with. He would care, would he? Raven gives an unsure and worried look at Nanaja who had her chin on her shoulder. If it would save them from being punished by Korim, Raven would do it but she wasn’t going to like it.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Nanaja Kagero

♦The Inferno Warrior♦

Gently hugging the tigress in a comforting embrace, her arms wrapped around Raven, showing her that she at least cares. If this doesn't show the tigress that Nanaja at least cares about her, then she is definitely at a loss. Sure, they may have gone about talking to each other the wrong way, but she is at least willing to try again. First impressions are everything, but sometimes the first impressions don't really show the true person that they are, and it takes the second impression to truly get to know the person you are conversing with. She just hopes that Raven is feeling better with this much interaction between one another. The fact that she has yet to push the dragoness away is obviously a good sign, right? If Raven hasn't done so, then she must be feeling better. Hearing the tigress's question, the dragoness simply smirks to herself, as she sees no trouble in having yet another person living within her home with her family. The living conditions are very decent, and they do have a guest bedroom. So Raven will at least have a place to sleep. She simply nods, keeping her head resting upon the furry shoulder of the tigress, only to have her eyes spring open at the voice of Korim. Keeping her head upon Raven's shoulder, the dragoness kind of freezes up at the words of Korim. He wants them to actually... kiss? And by the sounds of it, Raven isn't all for it. But, if they don't, Korim isn't going to be too happy about it and he's going to force them into it, one way or another. They may as well do it willingly, otherwise they will just suffer.Sighing silently, the dragoness removes her head from Raven's shoulder, sitting up straight and directing her attention to Korim with a small frown. She doesn't necessarily want to do this, but does she really have a choice? She then looks at Raven, biting her lower lip, then relaxing some. "It's alright, Raven. We just need to be patient, remember this..." she whispers lowly to Raven, so that Korim does not hear her. Shifting her gaze to Korim for the moment, she looks back at Raven with a small silent sigh. Carefully, she brings her lips to Raven's, her lips gently caressing the tigress's in a gentle kiss. She would rather be somewhat obedient then go through anymore pain. She is obviously unaware as to what has become of Raven earlier, so she does not know of how much pain the tigress has gone through...

 

[Mavis Renkoptf]

ஆ Korim ஆ

Knife thrower;Substitute Ring Master

Come here my pet...

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Korim's hands clap low and sarcastic when Nanaja pulled on the britches of the situation and kisses Valraven on the lips. "Good it took you bot long enough didn't it, but next time I suggest you use tongues." He looks to them both unblinkingly as he is not joking about there being a next time to this. "Now get up. We have places to go." He throws clothes onto the bed for them both as he didn't need another clown situation like last nights on his hands. He is not in the mood to have to deal with the damn clowns so the two of them had better put on the clothes or he would man handle it onto them. "Again I don't have all day." He gives them an annoyed look as he wants them to hurry it up so he can take them to the kitchens and order them around to make their own food and from their meaningless tasks around the circus, because he knows they would just hate doing such things. he contemplated tying one of them down to a spinning wheel for him to practice on, but granted how they are now they would likely twitch and make him stab them on purpose.

(Ugh...it's so short....)

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I promise not to harm you...much.

 

[Riskia Vetis]

*-_Valeraven_-*

~Tiger Anthro Thief~

Her own lips quivering nervously, Raven watched the exchange between Korim and Nanaja as she stares at him several times. What was she thinking? She pondered silently watching the dragoness’s facial expression change from a light smile to a frown; even now she was biting her lower lip. Hearing the dragoness’s words, the thief nods in acknowledgment and tries to relax a little, well that was until Nanaja drew closer. At first Raven was honestly shocked, frozen with wide eyes as their lips met. She had never been kissed by another woman before and the feeling was so much more different than it would be kissing a man. Drawn into the moment, the tigress closes her eyes seeming to enjoy the brief moment, but felt it was too short. Raven gives a light pout, but it quickly becomes a frown at Korim’s words. “Next time?...” Her voice cracked for a second still blushed by the quick spell of lust from the kiss. He was serious she could tell which only unnerved her more as he threw clothes at them. “Where are we going?” She demanded as her voice was still a little shaky but was sounding more confident than the first question she asked.

((sorry its short…trying to fix an xbox at the moment, had it working for a minute))

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Nanaja Kagero

♦The Inferno Warrior♦

Kissing the tigress gently upon the lips, as Korim ordered them to do so, the dragoness is doing this for Raven's sake, and her own. She cannot take anymore punishment... physically or sexually. Anymore and Nanaja is sure to go insane and probably burn everything down out of pure anger. Due to her anger issues, especially being of dragon blood, losing her temper would be extremely bad. With her fire magic, she is more than capable of creating an inferno with her anger alone. Or, so she has been told. The dragoness has been told in the past about a male dragon, an old dragon at that, whom lost his temper and scorched everything down into the ground. Everything that was alive, turned into nothing but ash... including himself. The dragoness, however, did not like, nor hate the kiss. She was merely just doing it for their own skins. Breaking away the kiss, she keeps her gaze upon the tigress, listening to Korim of course. There's going to be a next time? Raven basically took the words right out of her mouth, asking the same question within her mind. Mentally sighing, she gets the feeling she is going to have to get used to kissing Raven... with tongue. And now they have places to go? Where exactly are they going? Feeling something hit the bed, the dragoness looks away from Raven and down to the clothing that has been tossed to them. Why must Korim be so pushy and rushy all of a sudden? It's not like they are going to be heading anywhere that is far, far away. Again, Raven takes the words right out of her mouth, asking Korim where they are going to be heading. Shaking her head somewhat, the dragoness picks up the two pieces of clothing that was tossed at her, examining the skin tight white shirt and black pants. Of course, they aren't wing and tail friendly. Frowning at this, she sighs heavily and holds out the shirt before her, flicking out a claw, tearing out two large seams on the back of her shirt, so that her wings can slide right through them. With that done, she puts the shirt on, slipping her head and arms through the respectful holes, and her wings fitting perfectly through the large cuts on back of her shirt. Holding out her pants, she begins to do the same with the back of the pants, cutting out a decently sized hole so that her tail can slide right through with ease. Getting up from Raven's bed, the dragoness slides on the pants, the clothing fitting snugly against her scaly skin, her long, red tail sliding through the hole she cut out. At least this way, she isn't waltzing around the nude anymore. Brushing herself off, she looks at Korim, standing up straight and frowning lightly towards the man...

 

[Mavis Renkoptf]

ஆ Korim ஆ

Knife thrower;Substitute Ring Master

Come here my pet...

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Korim raises his eyebrow visibly to the question of just were it was they were going. "So you wish to speak to me now do you." he really doesn't look to amused as he had tried talking to them the past several days and they shunned him. He was in no mood for talking now and motions to going outside. "We are going outside of the tent." And so with that he moves over to the females lifting the tigress up off the bed and dressing her before getting them both outside and taking them both to the kitchen like area of the carnival. The walk there for Korim really is rather slow as his pace is slowed down for both of the two sore females as he emits a low growl at the clowns clearly not in the mood to be dealing with them. They did however go by the new tent. "That tent there is our new home. We won't be going in there yet. I'm sure you noticed the lack of furniture in the other tent." When he had been clothing Valeraven he had mimicked Nanaja and gave the clothing a hole for the tigress's tail. "As for kissing each other once again at a later time yes. There will be a next time." Not only that, but Korim planned on eventually getting the two to be comfortable doing other things than just kissing one another, but to the arrival of being at the kitchen area and looks to the two of them and motions for them to go inside. "This is were we make and store our food. Today you will eat or I will force it down your throats. I do not care what you eat, but you will eat something." he then pushes them both into the building and follows them inside with his arms crossed next to the doorway.

((And post in the kitchen section. x3 sorry it's a bit short tho))

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I promise not to harm you...much.

 

[Riskia Vetis]

*-_Valeraven_-*

~Tiger Anthro Thief~

Not really liking where all of this was leading, Raven admits a low growl at Korim’s words and even hissed at him when he lifts her and dresses her. She could do that herself, but he didn’t seem to be in a mood to want to listen or care. Wearing very similar clothes to Nanaja, but in a different color Raven whines some feeling too constricted by the tight clothes. There was a reason she wore only shorts and a sleeveless top, she had a fur coat so it wasn’t like she was going to get cold any time soon and she was highly flexible. If she wanted to, she could probably find a way to fit herself between iron bars only four inches apart. Being a thief and escape artist it was an easy feat, her rule was ‘if your head fits so does the rest.’ It was true to a point, it was a tight squeeze but if she could get her head out the rest was only a simple matter of positioning the body the right way and sucking in her body. Now that she thinks about it, it was a trait that all cats knows and used. She had once seen a cat earn passage through a closed door by stuffing its face between the carpet and the door and somehow disappear to the other side. Somewhat feeling more of herself from her mindless thoughts, Raven lets out a sigh out of ignorance follows him out slowly. For the most part the rest had done its work in making the aches and sores disappear, but there was still a slight limp in her walk.

When the b*****d of a master pointed out the newly constructed tent, her eyes were wide with surprise wondering if he really built this all himself. She did seem to notice a few things missing from the tent, but gave no real notice to them as it wasn’t really important. Like Nanaja said, they needed to stick together and be patient. When the time came they would work together and try another escape, hopefully it would succeed this time. Almost as if taunting her or making her more uncomfortable, Korim told them they would be kissing…again. As if it was to become something they would do often, not a thrilling thought to put in mind. For now she just stayed silent as they come to a tent that was the kitchen area and after being warned to eat something or be forced fed she growls some. That was until he pushed them inside of the building, she barely caught her balance in time as she turns back to glare at Korim. He stood with his arms crossed blocking the doorway looking serious; she believed his warning for he would enjoy shoving edibles down her throat and make her gag. Turning back to look at the kitchen, she shifts her feet unsteadily in a nervous manner. She had never cooked anything in her whole life; everything she ate was either stolen or picked from a trash. “I can’t cook,” Raven said looking at Nanaja first before looking at Korim as if asking for instructions of what she should do.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Nanaja Kagero

♦The Inferno Warrior♦

Getting that uneasy feeling in her stomach, the dragoness can definitely say that she has made a huge mistake on making such a deal with Korim. Nanaja is already feeling fairly ill, believing it would have been better to just do the chores that herself and Raven were given. But no, she just had to make a deal with the devil reincarnate, didn't she? She is already mentally beating herself up for her stupid actions and words. What was she thinking? Her fiery gaze stays upon Korim as she gently places her hands over onto her stomach beneath the table, feeling ill. It's like the food she just ate is going against her, and is making her sick to her stomach. Well, it's not really the food, she is just merely hating herself for making a deal with the devil. Listening to Korim, the first part of his statement is now obvious. Raven is either going to be upset with her, or happy with her, or nothing at all. Either way, they don't get to do any chores for the day. That's always a plus, right? Hearing that he shall be taking the two to the new tent, her right ear perks up somewhat, wondering what the inside of it actually looks like. Watching him begin to walk away from the kitchen area, the dragoness blinks a couple of times, as she then gets up from her seat with a small sigh, then begins to follow after him. Today wasn't all that bad, but since she messed up, she gets the feeling everything is going to go to hell. For her anyways. Raven's day may stay the same, but her own is going to be hellish by the end of the day. She can feel it. Reaching the newly built tent as Korim opens up the door for herself and Raven, the dragoness walks in first and immediately notices that this is much better than the old tent by far. The actual windows are a good addition, that's for sure. Noticing the beds within the tent, the dragoness decides to pick the farthest one on the right, walking up to it and gently taking a seat upon it. Sitting there for a moment, the dragoness decides to lean backwards and fall onto her back on the bedsheets, looking up at the ceiling of the tent, her tail curling up against her side, her arms spread out to her sides...

 

[Riskia Vetis]

*-_Valeraven_-*

~Tiger Anthro Thief~

What the hell was Nanaja thinking making such a deal to trade not doing chores for sex, she was better off giving herself to the clowns. For one she was making a deal with the devil, the sick b*****d who killed his own parents and would probably use her until he had enough. Don’t get her judgment wrong; though Korim was experienced in what he did and left you craving more, it was that craving that would later become your curse. For even now Raven was feeling a slight tingling from her lower parts as she was becoming slightly aroused against her own will. A shiver crawled down her spine and she moaned silently by her own bodies desires. ‘Great, just ******** great. Here she was trying to remind herself that Korim was an ugly son of a B and she was turned on by it...’ Raven quietly cursed herself and her body not entirely happy with herself or Nanaja for creating her sudden desires. She would rather have to work all day doing whatever chores their master gave them then submit to him again. But that wasn’t an option anymore as she sighed and followed after them to the new tent. She did take a long moment to pause and look around already noticing the many improvements, one being space and actual windows. Though she still would prefer to lie onto and watch the stars she wouldn’t dare tear a whole in this new tent. She already had enough scars for one week, let alone the abuse and decided against any rebellious behavior. Of all her attempts to act out she had received only pain and pleasure which didn’t help at all for her to get out of this damn place. With Nanaja taking the bed far to the right, Raven sighed and made her way to the bed on the left and immediately looked out the window. Well at least she had a view of something other than brightly colored fabric, she sighed sitting down heavily on the bed and scratching the side of her furred check trying to ignore the pooling desire in her woman hood.

 

[Mavis Renkoptf]

ஆ Korim ஆ

Knife thrower;Substitute Ring Master

Come here my pet...

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He however did not follow the two of them inside. "I will be back at noon to retrieve the both of you for your lunch. Do not do anything you might regret doing while I am away." There is the underlined threat in his words as he was referring to them doing something stupid like trying to run away, going outside of the tent with the clowns around, or a variety of other things they could do to either irritate him or find themselves in a unwanted situation. Turning away from both of the females he exits the tent without another word. They would not likely be bothered by anyone aside from him in side of the tent. Yet really he was surprised that the dragoness had not been able to better fend off the clowns in the first place. Closing his pale eyes he continues to the perfomance tent firstly to take care of the minor tasks so he will not have to bother with them later. The tasks ranging from patching up minor holes to cleaning up inside of the tent. The more grosser and less appealing jobs normally was given to the clowns. The clowns did most of the work when it came to grunt work to begin with. He did find it rather amusing however that Nanaja would rather have sex with him than do some simple chores. His mind focusing on this for now he chuckles to himself and focuses. continuing his work until he was finished in the performance tent and continued onward to the storage where he needed to move crates. This task wasn't all that difficult either as really it was quite simple. He lifted the crates with one of his shadow tentacles and simply put it up where it was needed. Later when whatever it was needed to be brought back down he simple came and retrieved the box on that day. He was stuck doing this mindlessly simple task until noon when he returned back to his new tent and walked inside, hoping the two girls had not done something ridiculous while he had been gone.

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I promise not to harm you...much.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Nanaja Kagero

♦The Inferno Warrior♦

Laying down upon her clean bed, staring up at the ceiling of the newly built tent, the dragoness tilts her head to the side, her ears perking up at the sound of Korim's voice outside of the tent. Don't do anything that they might regret? Too late for that one on Nanaja' part. She made a damn deal with the devil? What was she thinking in the first place? Oh wait, that's right, she was being a lazy a** dragoness, trying to weasel her way out of doing simple and easy chores. Well, this is what she gets. This is her punishment for being a lazy a**. For years she has been doing chores at her home, mainly for her younger siblings so that they did not kill themselves when playing amongst each other. The one time she thinks she gets a break from it all, despite the fact she is a damn slave to a clown of a carnival, she puts herself into a messed up situation where she trades chores for sex. And she didn't really mean to have it make it sound as though it was a sexual trade! She merely meant anything, but Korim instantly assumed sex, considering the way she looked at him and the tone of her voice. With Korim gone, and silence taking over the two women, the dragoness redirects her attention back up to the ceiling of the tent, deep in thought, and basically mentally beating herself up to the point that she literally wants to slap herself. She's haring herself right now, and Raven is probably beyond disgusted with her. First she gets on the tigress's good side, and now the feline is probably upset with her. Growling lowly to herself, she looks down to the cursed necklace around her neck, eying the beads with an evil intent. Baring her fangs, she grabs the necklace with her right hand, and immediately begins gnawing on the beaded necklace with her sharp fangs. She isn't hurting herself, nor is she even putting any marks on the beads. At least, she doesn't think so, and she isn't going to stop and look. And that's when Korim decides to waltz right back into the tent. His scent fairly clear on that one that he has returned, besides his footsteps of course, but she doesn't care, and continues to gnaw on the beaded necklace out of pure anger, mainly hating herself...

 

[Riskia Vetis]

*-_Valeraven_-*

~Tiger Anthro Thief~

Hearing Korim outside the tent saying he would be back later, Valeraven sighed heavily and rolled onto her stomach to make herself ignore her strange desire to finger herself in absence of the man who had violated her a few nights prior. Yes; she hated his guts and wanted nothing more than rip his mask off and strangle him with it but he had too much power of his slaves. The damn necklaces made sure we couldn’t escape; his command would make the magical necklaces activate and more or less surrender them helpless. Again Raven sighed starting to relax enough to feel her suddenly lust subside and look over to her female companion who was staring at the ceiling for a better half of ten minutes. She seemed to be deep in thought, either trying to figure out what the hell she just did or trying to figure out how to get herself out of the hellish situation she put upon herself. There wasn’t anything she could do though; she made a deal with the devil and trying to convince him that she no longer wanted to keep her part of the bargain wasn’t going to stop his advances. Maybe delay it, but when Korim wanted to get laid he will dominate her and do what he will with her until he was satisfied. Unlike Raven’s thorough ********, she begged for more and as a result was still slightly sore in the rear. The sudden growl from the dragoness made her look up curiously and watch her try to bite her way through the controlling necklace. It was actually humorous to watch her desperate attempt to break free, “you can’t break it like that, only magic can destroy magic.” That’s when the thought suddenly popped in her mind and her lips formed a smirk as she sat up into a sitting position. “Nanaja, fire doesn’t hurt you right? Well I am not sure but being a dragon like yourself; your flame should be able destroy the necklaces. Well if it’s strong enough.” It was worth a shot right, well seeing how she didn’t have any other bright idea’s it was the only chance they had to learn if a dragon’s breath was stronger than ancient magic.

 

[Fujoboka]

ஆ Korim ஆ

Knife thrower;Substitute Ring Master

Come here my pet...

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Korim could not help but raise his left eyebrow in response to seeing Nanaja savagely chewing at her necklace much like he had seen stray dogs on the street trying to chew at plastic in attempts to break it apart and to eat was is stuck to said plastic. his eyebrow raises further when Valeraven suggests that Nanaja try using her fire to burn off the necklace and nearly snorts out in amusement. Really? She really believed he had not thought of that before he put the necklaces on them. Really how amusing for her to suggest her try to burn it off. He really wanted to watch Nanaja try to light the necklace on fire to take it off. it would drain her of her ability to cast the fire in the first place until she no longer was trying to burn off the jewelry. It had the ability to sense what the fire was being used for and really it was only meant to keep her from trying to burn off the necklace. Not that it mattered with the necklace being fire resistant, but he thought it would be great for laughs. "Yes Nanaja do try to burn it off. I am dieing of curiosity to see if it works in removing your necklace."

Korim leans back against one of the beams that makes one of the many doors here in the new tent. He now has his eyebrows back at their usual position and you can hear the smile in his voice as he had talked. Valraven did have a point that only magic could break magic but these necklaces would have to be broken by someone not wearing them. Their finding someone here within the circus to do such a thing however was not very likely in the long run however. If someone from outside did come around and break them off they would break them in ways one should not verbally speak about as he was no longer in the mood for the two women to be played with by others. Maybe if he chose they would be given for a short time to play with to another carnival member, but it would not be a permanent thing and who was to say such a thing would ever happen in the first place. "I am planning a trip. I do hope the two of you will be good little girls while we are going off to our destination tomorrow. However it would be disappointing if you were to be bad and cause me to loose my temper tomorrow in what proves to be a rare good mood."

That was to be taken as a verbal warning to the two that irritating him tomorrow would prove in a punishment they wouldn't like. For the tigress she appeared to hate him and hate him trying to lay with her in any way shape or form, but loved the feelings it gave her body during and after the pain reminded her of their activities. For Nanaja the clowns never did pleasure the ones they did manage to catch and so the experience must have been dreadful, but he did tell her to return to the tent. He knew Demu had gotten home earlier that morning as he saw two beings flying from the air land at Demu's house and he had not seen anyone leave just yet. The male didn't like getting unknown visitors and it was rare he got any from someone who wasn't from the circus anyway. That was to be their destination for tomorrow, mostly for Korim to harass Demu for more of the cotton candy fruit juice. He had run out the other day before he had gotten his two slaves and just hadn't gone up to have him make more of it.

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I promise not to harm you...much.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Nanaja Kagero

♦The Inferno Warrior♦

Gnawing away on the beaded necklace around her neck, the dragoness is not really making any progress whatsoever on freeing herself from such a thing. In all honesty, this is not even Nanaja's intention. It never was from the very start. Judging by the way these things look, to her anyway, they seem pretty indestructible. If anything her bite marks are barely even noticeable upon the beaded necklace, that being a fairly good clue that these things are powerful. But, she is mainly doing this to try and relieve her own anger for being such an idiot for making a deal with Korim, or the devil, which ever one wishes to refer to that man. Unfortunately, her idea of relieving anger isn't necessarily working, and it's actually beginning to hurt her fangs. That is until Raven breaks the minor silence between the two, besides the sound of an animal gnawing away on something of course. The tigress has a point, as only magic can destroy magic. It's quite the saying, really. And it's easy to remember. As the tigress speaks further, it's obvious that the dragoness cannot necessarily be harmed by flames of any sort. Yes, she'll be able to feel the extreme amounts of heat. But any damage to be done to her body, it's highly unlikely. As for destroying these necklaces, it's possible she could with her fire magic... that is until Korim decides to announce his presence. The dragoness knew he was here, but apparently the tigress did not. She could smell him from a mile away. His stink may be around this entire tent, but she can definitely pinpoint the b*****d with her sensitive senses. Ceasing her gnawing on the beaded necklace, she moves her mouth away from it, leaving a few traces of saliva coating the actual beads, licking her chops for the moment. Right now, she kind of has a bad aftertaste, but isn't too concerned about it...

Sitting there upon her bed, her ears pin back against her skull as she glares at Korim, a low growl emanating from deep within her throat. He would enjoy watching Nanaja's futile attempts of breaking free from such contraptions, wouldn't he? Crossing her legs as she sits on her bed, she puts her hands together and places them onto her lap, just staring at the person that owns her and Raven. How someone like him ever gets such income to actually own slaves is beyond her, now that she thinks about it. Hearing that he is planning a trip, the dragoness rolls her fiery eyes, shaking her head. He hopes the two of them will be good... for what exactly? She really isn't in the greatest of moods right now, so acting like a "good little girl" probably isn't going to happen. "How splendid, we are going on a trip? Maybe I should pack sandwiches for us, since we're going on a trip. Maybe even pack some other random stuff, that probably won't even benefit us in the slightest." Of course, this is all sarcasm, as she isn't going to pack a damn thing for them for this so called trip of Korim's. If she weren't weaponless, the dragoness would have cut Korim down with her custom crafted longsword, and would have found her way home by now. Like stated before when she was talking with Raven, she would be more than welcome to follow her. But unfortunately, this currently is not the case, considering she doesn't even have her weapon anymore. She doesn't even know where it is. But, she is just going to assume that it's either in the backyard of her home where she last was before she found herself within a cell at the slave market, or her family has it. Either or...

 

[Riskia Vetis]

*-_Valeraven_-*

~Tiger Anthro Thief~

Raven jumped at Korim’s voice having not even realized he had returned, of course with the dragoness’s loud gnawing on the magical beads masking his approach she wouldn’t have known. So he hear her plan…great; she growled at herself for not taking in her surroundings before making such a suggestion. Now he knew they were still pretty desperate to get the hell out of here. Nanaja had a family to go to and she invited the tiger anthro to join her, to have a place to stay. Both had no idea how or when they would be able to get free, she frowned at being told she should better behave while they go on a trip. Like hell she will, she rolled her eyes deciding it was pointless to ask where this marry band would be going. If Korim decided they were going to go or do something, then they are going to do it, forced or not. Turning to face Korim, Raven pouted folding her arms over her chest feeling the tug of the restraining clothes not her own. Feeling a strong need to get more comfortable, she turned away from the two and sat on her bed unbuttoning her burgundy blouse. Laying the cotton shirt on her lap, she tried to ignore the eyes most likely at her back from her sudden behavior. She wasn’t comfortable and was getting too hot, so with extended claws she made precision cuts on the sleeves removing them completely. That done, she quickly put it back on and rolled up the bottom of the blouse up to be tied just below her breasts. That was better, but she wasn’t done yet slipping her pants off next and curling her tail around her waist in a protective manor as she went to work making the black pants into very short shorts to allow her full maneuverability. Now she was completely comfortable, yes she still missed her bracers and boots, but she had no desire to ask Korim for them back. He would assume there was lock picks hidden in them which there were, or she was up to something. Frankly she just wanted her old outfit back, it was part of her signature and she felt naked without them.