Well @Rin approves at least.
What ARE the social perceptions of homosexuality in universe anyway? Given there are a few lesbian/bisexual characters (or atleast implied lesbians/bisexual) floating around.
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What ARE the social perceptions of homosexuality in universe anyway? Given there are a few lesbian/bisexual characters (or atleast implied lesbians/bisexual) floating around.
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Two hot boys who... Who have each other~?
In this hypothetical scenario with no baring on plot, yes. That is the correct assumption.
Stealth rainbow up in the hizzy.
(though im pretty sure they're both straight. not that that should stop you.)
@ghastlyIncThey are on the road to disappointment. >.> <.<
Nah. They still have each other. And thats what really counts.
EDIT: Is it true what they say about hundi?
Next post I make, we'll get moving to the tomb.
and with the princess we'll get moving to the room.
*slow zoom on Ian and Gillian as sexy music begins to play*
Shame. I bet the court mage could devise a host of delightful ways to inflict pain.
...low hanging fruit GI. You're better than that. Resist.
Have you seen her rack? Everyone knows there's a direct correlation between bust size and sadism. With those melons, I bet she personally tortures prisoners when she's bored.
Gillian: I would like to be arrested please.
"....thats not healthy man."
"I know I have a problem."
Chris's opinion aside, any not evil court mage is pretty cool in my book.
presumably not evil!
(hopefully not evil)
Long post is long.
Beth is quickly becoming my favorite NPC after the princess. Busty badass, woo.
Beth is quickly becoming my favorite NPC after the princess. Busty badass, woo.
Gillian turned his gaze to the crowd as the small crew and the princess headed out from the room, glaring a path through the crowd. In the back of his mind, he was grateful the hundi had seemingly taken up the reigns in easing the princess. People seemed at ease with the dog eared folk, though he himself could never figure why. Perhaps it was just he was always more a cat person? Regardless, he was doing a better job of it than Gillian. Food wasn’t a bad idea, and one he should also take up on. The ale he had slugged earlier now sat in his gut like a rock, agitated from the stress of the night and the lack of a proper meal before the ball.
“We should have someone send for our equipment at the barracks while they are at it.” He adds to the trio of knights. “Or at least have them send up some breast plates, shirts, swords and trousers from the royal guards armory.” He adds. While Sult and Christina looks lovely in their gowns, he’d rather them in something a little more suited for their professions for the night.
As they approached the stairs, Gillian heard the soft thump of footsteps, his hand quickly shifting itself to the hilt of his blade, ready to draw. The woman certainly had a uh…bounce to her chest as it were. As she huffed her greeting, he recognized her vaguely as the court mage. His hand did not move, she was as much as suspect as anyone else. Doubly so, given she was a practitioner of magic.
Christina’s icy greeting, however, brought him out of that. Magic user aside, she didn’t stand much to gain with her own assassin caught, and the barrier from earlier looked too impressive to have been the work of some dabbling noble or a knight of their order. Moreover, the princess seemed to be comforted by her presence (though, if that made her more or less a risk he couldn’t say for now). He starts to speak, wanting to put the curt greeting of ‘mage’ behind them quickly. “We are very grateful for your assistance earlier ma’am…If that was you. With the barrier. I think the ice was one of ours.” He starts, etiquette failing slightly. Thanking a court mage for helping stop an assassination was more complicated than knowing which fork to use during which course of dinner. “But we should really be escorting the princess back to a secure location. So not to be rude, but I’m afraid I’ll have to insist that you both walk and talk.” He says, not wanting to turn the mage away just yet.
“We should have someone send for our equipment at the barracks while they are at it.” He adds to the trio of knights. “Or at least have them send up some breast plates, shirts, swords and trousers from the royal guards armory.” He adds. While Sult and Christina looks lovely in their gowns, he’d rather them in something a little more suited for their professions for the night.
As they approached the stairs, Gillian heard the soft thump of footsteps, his hand quickly shifting itself to the hilt of his blade, ready to draw. The woman certainly had a uh…bounce to her chest as it were. As she huffed her greeting, he recognized her vaguely as the court mage. His hand did not move, she was as much as suspect as anyone else. Doubly so, given she was a practitioner of magic.
Christina’s icy greeting, however, brought him out of that. Magic user aside, she didn’t stand much to gain with her own assassin caught, and the barrier from earlier looked too impressive to have been the work of some dabbling noble or a knight of their order. Moreover, the princess seemed to be comforted by her presence (though, if that made her more or less a risk he couldn’t say for now). He starts to speak, wanting to put the curt greeting of ‘mage’ behind them quickly. “We are very grateful for your assistance earlier ma’am…If that was you. With the barrier. I think the ice was one of ours.” He starts, etiquette failing slightly. Thanking a court mage for helping stop an assassination was more complicated than knowing which fork to use during which course of dinner. “But we should really be escorting the princess back to a secure location. So not to be rude, but I’m afraid I’ll have to insist that you both walk and talk.” He says, not wanting to turn the mage away just yet.
(is this about Bethany's boobs? I feel like its about the boobs)
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