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[b]Time:[/b] Morning
[b]Location:[/b] A quiet stream, South of Orc Landing
[b]Interaction with:[/b] Darius, Skar, and Myra [@13org]
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Darius sighed before letting loose a chuckle when he could tell Myra wasn't going to look the other way. 

[Color=lightblue]"Please don't let there be some kind of hashtag me too movement in this place."[/color] He said softly to himself with a shrug before turning around and pulling off his shirt, revealing athletic physique. He turned slightly to toss his shirt away from the stream and noticed Myra was still just watching. He almost thought nothing of it, but he couldn't ignore the fact that she had basically groped him in his sleep. He knew she was just curious if anything, but it was funny to think that she could be some serial pervert in the form of an adorable demon girl.

Next came the sneakers, then the socks followed by his gym shorts. He kept his back to Myra as he removed his last piece of clothing, his snug black boxer briefs. With this toss, he tried not to look behind him. When his feet touched the stream, he winced at the coldness.

[Color=lightblue]"Shit that's cold![/color] He dipped his feet in again and shivered for a moment before he walked in deeper where it was deep enough to submerge his knees He shivered the whole time, but managed to prop himself against one of the large stones that limited the flow of the stream. Then he crouched down so he could get a proper wash. [Color=lightblue]"Think warm thoughts. Think warm thoughts. Think warm thoughts. Think warm thoughts. Think warm thoughts.[/color] The thought repeated as he tried his best to wash himself.

Myra didn't really know why exactly Darius didn't want her to keep watching him as Skar told her to. She knew he was going to clean himself in the river, but for her, that wasn't really that strange, the strange thing to her was how Darius was taking off the things he used above his skin, almost as if he was shedding a second skin, like reptiles and snakes. As he started to undress himself, Myra couldn't help but hide her curious, intense stare, which would certainly be misunderstood by Darius...

The second he started throwing his second skin things away from the river, Myra's eyes went to where they fell on the ground. First, it was the thing he used on his chest and then the weird things he used on his feet. The second they fell on the ground though, Myra immediately dashed to where he threw them, making it clear that her intense stare and curiosity were directed, in fact, to his clothes.

While Myra did notice Darius complaining about the cold water, she was too distracted investigating his clothes, most particularly his sneakers. Holding the strange thing, she looked inside, only to see it was hollow. It was the first time Myra was seeing such a strange thing. It was made from a really strange material, Myra had never seen or felt that texture before. Not only that, but it was much lighter than it appeared to be. Since Darius used those on his feet, Myra tried to copy him, only to notice that it was much larger and had a completely different shape than her feet.
The second she held it closer to her nose though, the sharp, pungent smell made her almost immediately jump back and let it fall on the ground as she stuck her tongue out of her mouth, shaking her head due to the strong smell.

Directing her attention to the piece of cloth he wore over his chest, Myra grabbed it with a curious stare. Much like the things he used on his feet, it was also made from a strange material. That material though, felt really nice as she touched though. It was hard to describe but it was almost as it was really, really smooth, rubbing it against itself felt really good. It was just a matter of time until she put her head inside one of the openings, wondering how it was inside...

The next thing Darius would see when he looked at Myra was her fighting against his shirt, with both her arms stuck in a single-arm opening while her head was poking through the head opening and her tail was going through the other arm opening, as she tried, without much success to free herself from that strange trap.

[Color=lightblue]"What in the…"[/color] Darius said to himself as he noticed Myra had entangled herself in his shirt. And he was just getting used to the water too. At any rate she would win the battle against the shirt and tear through it. Seeing as Darius didn't have any other wardrobe, he'd have to act. [Color=lightblue]"Myra! Hold on, I'm coming to help you!"[/color] Darius said hurredly as he stood up out of the water and tried to run across the stream. This proved to be difficult due to its depth. It felt a bit awkward to be running around naked, but he needed to save his shirt. 

Darius was about a few feet away when he realized what he would need to do to free Myra from his shirt. No hashtags for this guy.

[Color=lightblue]"Fuck! I mean...Myra just stay calm. I'm going to help you, okay?"[/color] Darius assured as he went to grab his underwear. He slipped them on quickly before walking over to Myra. [Color=lightblue]"OH FUCK!"[/color] Darius had stepped on a stone with his bare right foot. He fell to the ground and held the bottom of his hurt foot, groaning in pain. When he looked up at Myra, he watched in horror as Skar who had just walked up and approached Myra and gripped the shirt. [Color=lightblue]"SKAR NO!!!!!"[/color] 

The orc tore the shirt apart like a sheet of paper. Defeated, Darius remained on the ground groaning in pain.