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Llangion rolls over and checks Titiani's eyes. "Well hi there."

Titiani's eyes are a solid black, she's smiling down at him in a way typical to demon kin. "Yie liir aufrauok...wie shielk nis lu." Titiani (D) states, she lets out a demon's snicker before groping at Llangion's chest. "Losslu ulf, woll wie jozu mu whaus I kusoru?"

"Ohv curse I cahn." Titiani (D) states, her thick accent making this sound like she's still not speaking common. "Bad vhare's da foon init?" She runs her nails against his chest, then bites her lower lip sitting up straight. She gropes her chest and lets out an alluring moan. "Vhy a** soosh westions? aven ve bader sings ta do?"

"Huess." Titiani (D) suggests. She smacks his hands away from her body and roughly pins them to the bed. She's stronger than she looks, and her grip burns his wrists. "Nononono losslu ulf." She growls, she bears her now pointy vampiric fangs then presses them against Llangion's throat threateningly. "hyoo har nut in conshole hare."

Finn- Starania begins playfully nipping at Finn's ear, a little hydra throat growl coming out as she does so. There's a knock at her door and she pulls her head away from Finn to let out an enraged roar towards the door.
"L-lord, why did I have to draw the short facking straw...?" John whimpers from the other side of the door. "Cap...Captain the ship...is fixed." John informs." B-better than fixed actually..." He adds. Starania rolls her eyes then scans the floor for her gun belt. "Milady?"
"Ya come to my door to inform me of shite I already know John! Ya better have facking breakfast in the works 'cause so help me if I come down there and there's not a facking plate of potato cakes..." Starania shouts. John opens the door and looks at the two of them, his mouth open as if he were going to say something but it immediately escapes him. "DID I SAY ENTER?!"
"N-NO CAP-CAPTAIN!" John cries out in response. Starania leaps out of Finn's arms and charges across the room at the man. John takes off running.

Finn- John runs down two flights of stairs, jumps the landing of the third, then bolts out the front door of the headquarters, screaming all the way. Starania tackles him just outside the headquarters, flips him over while he struggles, and grips her fist to hit him in the face. John holds up his hands shaking then his eyes immediately lock onto Starania's fine dangling fun bags, all the fear out of him. "Worth it." He states with a laugh.

Starania tilts her head to the side then plops all her weight down on John's chest, making it extremely difficult to breathe. "Well, I assume 'e meant the fact the ship is 'ow I want it ta be. Black with purple and teal green trim, large and armed to the gill." Starania answers. "Innit John?" She states, lifting herself up a bit for him to breathe.
"Yes...captain...OOOF" John responds. Starania slams her weight back on him then looks up at Finn with a grin.
"I've got one more thing I can request, but I figured I'd save it for ya." Starania informs. John's eyes wonder down, figuring he's probably going to die soon, so he might as well enjoy the captain's goods. "Oy, you're a little perv aren't ya John?" She growls, glaring down at him. "See ya John." She states, grabbing the gun off his belt then shooting him in the face with it. John holds up his hands and quickly shakes his head for her not to do it. "Well, if you'd not have run I'dve shot ya with mine, now you die slow."
"Waaaait" John gasps out quietly still barely able to breathe. Starania rolls her eyes and puts the pistol to the side, waiting for a good answer. John simply stares up at for a bit, then grabs a tit, receiving an instant response of a shot to the head. Starania reloads the gun while he screams and flops about, the second shot does the trick to silence him.
"Oh John, ya never learn do ya?" Starania states, getting up from the ground. She tosses the gun onto John's corpse then turns to see the rest of her crew at the door watching this whole scene. She puts her hands on her hips and tilts her head to the side, some of them start cheering and whistling. "Pervs, the lot of ya."