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tampered2007-01-22 12:59 am
Log: Ongoing/open
When; Jan 22, Midnightish
Rating;PG at least for mentioning of the urge to get drunk and the fact she's willing to bathe with men Edit: PG-13 now because Zah's got ahold of something strong Scratch that... full fledged R for rampage virgin Lesbian acts. Edit 3: NC-17 cause we're all perverts in here and we're corrupting poor Mokoto. -_-;
Characters; Zaheela [
zaheela]; but open to Anyone and everyone.
Summary; Zaheela needs a place to destress, so she finds the largest source of hot water available.
Log;
She had been right to assume that she was over stressing herself and so she had ventured to find this Hot Spring she had heard about while she was out. It took her a while to figure out where exactly it lay but she found the result to be very pleasing. In fact, it was perfect.
Not one to be self conscious about her gender when it came to bathing, she simply stripped off her clothes and walked towards any empty pool. It wasn't like she had a body to ogle over anyways. Just the fact she sported a long, slender tail and feline ears. She was too short, being only 5'5”, petite unlike the other voluminous females of her kind, and her hair was white... WHITE. If that wasn't a common color, she didn't know what else what.
To be honest, Zaheela had no real idea why she had chosen to find the hot springs or why she had let Eisen run free actually. Under normal circumstances, she would of never let him run without a friend, but the only person she could really count as a friend wasn't quite trustworthy. True, she had brief acquaintances, but only one friend. Somewhat lonely.
Grabbing a spare bucket and entering what she assumed to be the co-gender area of the springs, she expertly tied her hair up into a sloppy bun. Back in San d'Oria, she had done this many times before. Come home from a particularly bad mission of following the Moronic, "he-who-possessed-less-common-sense-then-a-newborn-mandragora" Crown Prince making sure he didn't get his head ripped off. Head off into the mountains with a jug of Mhauran elderberry wine, and join the other weary warriors in their soak. Oh, and get Rip-roaring DRUNK. She may have been able to cure hangovers, but even she wanted to get drunk once in a while. She hadn't been able to get drunk while in the club, too conscious of her outfit at the time to drink anything but water, but she supposed now was a good time to.
Even though she lacked the wine, Zaheela figured it was alright to soak. Hot water was dumped over her head and she almost stomped into the empty pool and found a comfortable spot. Leaning back to the utter sin that was hot water, she found herself staring at the stars, wondering what in all of Vana'diel was she supposed to do?
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Characters; Zaheela [
Summary; Zaheela needs a place to destress, so she finds the largest source of hot water available.
Log;
She had been right to assume that she was over stressing herself and so she had ventured to find this Hot Spring she had heard about while she was out. It took her a while to figure out where exactly it lay but she found the result to be very pleasing. In fact, it was perfect.
Not one to be self conscious about her gender when it came to bathing, she simply stripped off her clothes and walked towards any empty pool. It wasn't like she had a body to ogle over anyways. Just the fact she sported a long, slender tail and feline ears. She was too short, being only 5'5”, petite unlike the other voluminous females of her kind, and her hair was white... WHITE. If that wasn't a common color, she didn't know what else what.
To be honest, Zaheela had no real idea why she had chosen to find the hot springs or why she had let Eisen run free actually. Under normal circumstances, she would of never let him run without a friend, but the only person she could really count as a friend wasn't quite trustworthy. True, she had brief acquaintances, but only one friend. Somewhat lonely.
Grabbing a spare bucket and entering what she assumed to be the co-gender area of the springs, she expertly tied her hair up into a sloppy bun. Back in San d'Oria, she had done this many times before. Come home from a particularly bad mission of following the Moronic, "he-who-possessed-less-common-sense-then-a-newborn-mandragora" Crown Prince making sure he didn't get his head ripped off. Head off into the mountains with a jug of Mhauran elderberry wine, and join the other weary warriors in their soak. Oh, and get Rip-roaring DRUNK. She may have been able to cure hangovers, but even she wanted to get drunk once in a while. She hadn't been able to get drunk while in the club, too conscious of her outfit at the time to drink anything but water, but she supposed now was a good time to.
Even though she lacked the wine, Zaheela figured it was alright to soak. Hot water was dumped over her head and she almost stomped into the empty pool and found a comfortable spot. Leaning back to the utter sin that was hot water, she found herself staring at the stars, wondering what in all of Vana'diel was she supposed to do?

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"Maybe, but what happensss if you grrrow so usssed to it that you neverrr want to leave?" She asked, her eyes focused on the liquid in the bottle. There was roughly half left and she intended to finish the addictive stuff.
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((Will have to continue tomorrow. Must sleep!))
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"Duty demands I go back... My country pleads for me to return to my station and my cursed fate. I, as a mortal, have no idea if I wish to stay or go.." She smiled to herself. "So either way, I abandon one with either choice."
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"Cursed fate? What the fuck? That doesn't sound good at all! What the hell kinda' fate do you mean?"
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"At least I got back at the crrrrrazy bitch by not only surrrrvivin but beatin the shit out of herrrrrrrr brotherrrrrrrrr too..." She added as an after thought, the signs of intoxications rearing it's ugly head.
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He noticed her changed in demeanor and examined her eyes a bit closer. Yep, definitely getting a bit glazed over.
"Uh, are you sure you can handle that stuff? You're lookin' kinda' sloshed. I don't want somebody drowning in the spring."
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"Don't Underrrestimate a White mage... Thissss stuff doessn't hold a Firrrraga to what I normally drrrink. That ssstuff could even make the tightasssss Bahamut loosssen up.... If we could everrrr find a cup larrrge enough." It was the truth, being that if she had drunken the same equivalent of Mhauran elderberry wine as she had this stuff, She would of been far more intoxicated.
"I'm jusssst not in the mood to magically detoxify, that'ssss all. I'm not gonna drrrrrrown, jusssst suffer in the morrrrning."
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"So tell me, are all the women of your species hot, too?"
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"Well, if you conssssider the fact that comparrred to me, they are farrrrr more gifted in the looks deparrrrtment, then yes, I'd say that they arrre pleassantly attractive..."
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She wasn't scowling, honest!
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Deflection of compliments tends to confuse Greed like nothing else.
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"At least I don't knock myself out when I fight... Advantage? Definately."
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"Meow then. But I do find your view on feminine to be very flattering indeed." She answered, before taking another sip of the liquid, but realizing that somehow she had managed to finish the bottle. She decided that she wouldn't ask for another cup, for even she had her limits and this was near the top.
"Just what IS in this concoction anyways? I find it to be very appealing..." She asked out loud, tail swimming lazily in the water.
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He idly watched her tail swish-swish around, somewhat mesmerized by the languished motions.
"It seems to be both a blessing and a curse to have so many beautiful women around this city. But I can definitely say you're one of the most exotic. You plannin' on seeing the town? I could take you out, one night."
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"I have wandered around a bit, but there is so much I do not know about. I would not be impartial to such an outing."
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"So, cutey, any particular kinda' place you like? Tell Ol' Greed aaaaall about it."
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She purred softly, obviously enjoying herself.
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He thought for a moment, then clapped his fist in his palm as if he had an epiphany.
"That's it! We have some tea together, then if ya' feel like it, I'll do some light sparrin' with you! Good?"
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"I'd like that very much... And if you'd don't mind, I'd rather not halfass my duels. There is no challenge in such..."
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He stretched out in the water and floated there for a moment.
"I can see it's gonna' be very nice knowin' you, darlin'."
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"I do expect you to keep your promise however." She purred and smiled slyly at Greed before turning the corner.
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