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"Thank you darling. I knew I could count on you to be here... with me. I was just afraid."

She now wrapped her arms around his waist once more. "I hope you can forgive me for being so foolish."

"Hmph."

Morrigan smirked and assumed a condescending pose. "I don't think I'd have to win to get you, dear. I think you want to be my minion, and I think you know it. So I'll tell you what," she turned her face downward, retaining the smirk, "pledge yourself to me, and I'll make you my minion."

"I'm glad. Thank you." Looking into your eyes now, Morrigan looks a bit more innocent than she should, her being the creature that she is.

((I like to think of it as just being a larger version of what I have pictured on the first page. ^.~))

Quint laughed a little, and took off the note on his head. He looked at the note, formulating a side plan.

Whispering to Aonice, "I'll submit myself to you on one condition." Pausing, he gave Morrigan a quick glance, "....And we'll talk about what that is..when we're alone."

He smiled, his plan coming together faster than he thought.



He looked over as Morrigan spoke, listening intently to her words. Then she bent over, showing off her breasts.

He stood silently, his eyes obivously looking at her cleveage, his mind fighting with itself, partly because of her leaning over, and partly because of the manner in which she spoke. He fought with the seduced part of himself, wanting to stick to the plan, while other parts of him wanted to stick Morrigan.

"Don't get sidetracked? How am I not supposed to get sidetracked with....THOSE there?"
"Remember our mission. Know what the contest is about. Seduction. Don't fall for it. As a matter of fact....use it to your advantage. You just might be able to eat the cake you just got."

Quint then realized that he had been staring at her for a while, not saying anything. Regaining his composure, he forced himself to look her in the eyes. "I understand you like men with singular goals, and belive me; my goal hasn't changed since I met you." He licked his lips, then winked at her, assuring Morrigan that he had one true goal, and if she'd let him, he would have already reached it.

Aonice caught the site of Morri's breasts way before Quint had even turned around.. She then remembered another Fact..Both Soul and Morrigan had all the right curves! Aonice practically had no clevage compared to them.. Her advantages were dwindling quickly, and her brain wasn't working fast enough to do something about it... She quickly crossed her arms over her chest and starred down in thought.. Trying to figure a plan of her own...

Aonice blushed as Quint hugged her.. She leaned her head against His sholder.. "Aye, thats not what im worried about.." Aonice continued her train of thought. Her eyes darted about her lap, obviously, by the look in her eyes, that every plan she kept coming up with had a fault and coudnt work..

"Demitri? That pompous brat?" Her face turned to disgust. "He wants to rule Makai, but he is too weak. So he goes to earth and establishes some pathetic kingdom to serve as a substitute. I wouldn't dare compare myself with that dog."

"But fair's fair. I'll take you up on your original offer."