[center][h1][color=cyan]Kanbaru Otoko[/color] [/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/51fc61ac770a524e9468f174afa94d7f/tumblr_inline_n1xc79Kcic1rb3m8r.png[/img][/center]

Sleeping outdoors is rarely a good idea. Doing so in the buff, entangled in the limbs of two others while being within sight of the nearest road and on the border of a hostile country that was, by all account, a failed state in terms of its lawlessness, was anything but a good idea.

But putting aside all of that, [i]they did[/i] find the pirate adventure that Rose always wanted. It just so happened they were the pirate treasure and not the buccaneers themselves. Which Kanbaru thought was a shame, as the three of them made for a dashing pair of buxom buddies if they could find some corsets and billowing long coats like Solanne's. 

The chains were tight, frustratingly so and not in the fun bdsm kind of way. She could appreciate the company but even the bluenette wasn't in the mood to rub against Solanne when they were doing more then enough of that being bounced in the cage. With only cloaks for modesty they weren't being broiled under direct sunlight for the entire trip, a consolation likely only afforded to them so a grevious case of sun burn didn't turn off buyers.

Between her stint as a Magical Girl and her brief time in the Tower, being captured like this wasn't a familiar position, yet she had an expectation they'd be winding up on some sort of auction block and sold off to some rich fat bastard or violent looking warlord, then it was a simple matter of waiting for the chains to come off and some privacy for her to reveal her powers were far too internally ingrained to be removed just by taking her clothes and Serei cards.

[color=cyan][i]Though I'll need to remember to find these guys and take my stuff back later. At least the clothes are easily summoned back, but the cards aren't that easy.[/i][/color] Kanbaru thought, whiling away the time in the cage till things could progress. It wasn't like it would take long to find a buyer when the three of them were more fit and well figured then the average slave in a medieval setting.

Kanbaru would admit that when a buyer did show up, she was far from the bluenette's expectations. A princess with a coldness that would have had her Magical Girl self feeling chills run down her spine and a covetous gaze that conveyed some very perverse intentions for them. Her words only reinforced it with what Kanbaru would hazard to guess was some measure of approval.

[color=cyan][i]I'm suddenly feeling a lot less confident of our ability to escape....but this is our best chance to stay as a group. If nothing else, this is going to be hot.[/i][/color] Kanbaru thought, shelving any concerns as she sidled up close to Solanne, her breasts pressing animatedly to the red heads to draw the Princess' attention from Rose. 

[color=cyan]"I think I can speak for all of us when I say we'd be delighted to be taken by your Majesty. You can understand given how we were found, we would dread to be parted in the chains of slavery. They look better in a set, a complete collection rather then scattered parts."[/color]





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[h1][center][color=crimson]Lorelai[/color][/center][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/51fc61ac770a524e9468f174afa94d7f/tumblr_inline_n1xc79Kcic1rb3m8r.png[/img][/center]

Lorelai had not been speaking falsely when she alluded to the openness of her relationship with Eleonor. They both had their foibles, and Eleonor did have a legion of maids who would renounce the prospect of ever claiming a spouse just for a single night in their Lady's chambers, so all parties were well sated. In short, it was not the walk of shame that Lorelai had made from Akiko's room after being brought up to speed on the events transpiring in her sleep. 

Clad in her armor, she was pleasently surprised to find the bard had recovered the Relic in such a swift manner. For all her efforts the thief had elluded Lorelai, no doubt easily outmanuevering her and her armored entourage, but subtlty was never her area of expertise. It was shaping up to be a fine morning, one near certain to be marked by celebration with the cat eared bard being the recipient of much praise and ear rubs, only for word of a certain doll princess to douse her spirits and put steel to her spine. 

Her gauntlet flung open the manor doors with a brutal clatter of wood striking walls, each succesive barrier met with a rising fury that nearly rose to the full use of her powers. Fortunately for her home, she ran out of entryways and emerged onto the front promenade before her fist could begin to leave splinters marring the halls.

The staff were preparing horses for a journey to the border but she waved them off, sending the steeds back to their stables as Durgan hunched upon the grass. Her attention turned to the group travelling to apprehend Emilia and she spoke with the hardened will of a knight rather then the soft spoken spouse or gushing fan of minstrel cats.

[color=crimson]"We hunt a black hearted fiend of immense cunning and a casual disregard for the sanctity of the Imperium and its people. Emilia of Warovia has elluded justice for too long, and today we shall show her she is no noble. She is a worm, one I will see receive the [i]full[/i] punishment she deserves for her monstrous ways."[/color]

Climbing atop the titanic beast, she settled into its custom saddle and offered back a hand for the rest to follow. [color=crimson]"Time is of the essence, and while our horses are superb for navigating our Imperium's highways, there is no beast that can surpass Durgan and I riding as one. We shall shackle that fiend before she feels the breeze of our approach strike her false flesh."[/color]