Pleasure City of Dis

[Apollymi]

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The Pleasure City of Dis is a circular ringed city set up in the middle of the Desolate Sands. This place is considered the crown jewel of a Kingdom of centered around whores and pleasure. Sex is a bought and sold commodity and the city itself is tinted red in the light of the desert sun. Each ring of the city a level which can only be reached by donating a certain amount of profit to its patron Queen. The city itself is arranged by her designed with the least profitable whores towards the outside in the slums while ones she or her clients favor are closer towards the center. In the middle of the city during the nightly show on a large pole a certain woman can be seen dancing for the crowd for contributions to her coffers. The place is a seedy underground which looks like the average red-light distract on the surface but is full of seedy and less than savory practices just below. There is only one bridge leading in and one real exit. At the center ring of 10 such places, is a grand palace which contains the personal pleasure palace of the Queen as well as a building made up for VIP guests and one special for one for a very particular guest and his entire crew. As one goes out from the center the place becomes more dirty, desolate and volatile.

[Bloodedge]

Fresh off the Argo, a small group was finally at their destination of Dis. Leorio, former king of Zuria, was silent and contemplative. His beloved wife, Kolin... he'd seen her in a state he could never have imagined before the past few days, and he wondered if that was his calling─ his chance at last. This would be given a great deal of consideration over the coming future, but he was the only thing thinking as such. Lot, Leorio's own brother and last remaining knight from Zuria, would rather have erased his memory of that entire blasted trip. Ah, but there was one who would not forget a thing─ who could not forget. Charles-Henri Sanson, the Executioner himself, walked with the one called Kolin. The young-looking man who normally seemed so stoic, now appeared... more annoyed than anything. Only two paces behind the blonde queen, he stared endlessly at her lower torso, just above her hips. His bounty was so close, yet it had become so far away due to one repulsive decision made between two people. Damn. He'd have to wait even beyond the time he'd normally have to take her life by the world's own will, and there was no choice at all. Lot seemed to take note of the white-haired male's staring, but his words to Kolin were for a different purpose. "My queen. Are you... well? It seems you've had one hell of a trip, and I wonder if that enchantment is wearing off. Your... employee seems extra-attentive, after all."

[Apollymi]

Each step away from the Argo gave Kolin peace... but also anxiety. Why? It was probably something to do with that bitch Nerys, managing to still be aboard and near Jason. Why should she get to be happy when Kolin herself the actual Queen still had so much work to do? Maybe she could take solace, considering the treatment that Leorio had seen, as soon as Jason bored of her, she'd be food for the rest of the ship, yes... she could happily think about that part. Besides all of that, there was also the matter of needing to replace Nerys as her servant. She'd lost so many good potential people, as they made their way towards the center city, Kolin was more than a little displeased. The only people she'd managed to drag from Zuria were, Lot, Leorio and Charles. Much to her surprise that man was visible and very close to her. Perhaps the death of Hector had been worth a bit more bad karma than she'd thought. Surely it couldn't have had anything to do with her behavior on the Argo.

"It's good of you to worry but I feel fine. Physically there isn't anything to worry about," Kolin said of herself. Mentally was an entirely different ordeal, but she could lie to these people so it wasn't going to be bad to give a bit of information. "As for the enchantment, at this distance without being able to see him... it's not even a thought. My employee as you call him, is as close and attentive as he is... because of the nature of our contract. This face is still slated to die... but such things aren't the end for those of us who know better," she said as if she had some means of escaping a death handed down by the world. The truth of the matter was, she fully intended to sacrifice this avatar at her earliest convenience. In the meantime, she needed to replace the missing manpower of her lost knights and the court mage, and prepare for the debut of her newest face and... prepare accommodations for the crew of the Argo. What she needed now more than ever, were male servants... no more women in her close circles... she couldn't be shown up by any more women... her psyche couldn't take that anymore. Ah, but there was still one. One singularly trustworthy woman in the entire world. A nun was making her way towards Kolin she gave a little bow. Her eyes were golden in color and narrow. She looked as if she was up to something but otherwise she was quite modestly dressed. "Queen Kolin, I expected your arrival with a small army is all well?" she asked completely shocked. "Things don't always go to plan but we must move on. Beatrice, I assume you're still doing your part yes? You'll have to take the place of my court mage for a while. Congratulations. Don't disappoint me," Kolin said. Her haughty attitude returning with every step taken away from the Argo. Oh, how high and mighty she could act when no one knew her misbehavior. "Of course not. This way ma'am. Surely your travels have left you weary. Is there anything you need me to do for you as you settle in?" She asked this question as she led Kolin and her Knights towards the Pleasure Palace at the center of the city. Here the originals of Kolin's forces would be found doing various jobs and keeping up her 'work' while she was away conquering Zuria. She'd expected to add several knights to her roster but now she had only two, to show for her work. Ugh, Zuria had been almost a complete failure aside form the cash it allowed this place to collect.

[Bloodedge]

Physically, Kolin was fine. Lot could see that much, but he wondered how much of her earlier behavior had been due to an alteration to her mental state. Kolin now boasted her usual demeanor of superiority, so he could assume much of it. "I see. Apologies for being so forward with the question. I should have realized, even something that could affect you, shouldn't do so for very long," said Lot, who then bowed his head in apology. As for the situation with the Executioner, Kolin revealed the fact that her current form would die eventually. That didn't register to Lot as something which mattered; she would always find a way to persist. One such as Kolin would never have signed a contract that brought about her proper end. "I look forward to seeing your future self, then," he added. An audible noise came from Charles thereafter, as he clicked his tongue and clenched his fist. Things shouldn't have happened this way. There should have been nothing between the world's guillotine, and Kolin's end... yet there was. In her current state, the world would not accept her death. Why? Charles was disgusted by the truth.

While Kolin upheld a discussion with some unsavory nun, Charles' gaze averted. That woman was her own sort of atrocity. There was something about her karma as seen by the world, that just... didn't sit right with him. He couldn't possibly know the reason, but his attention was on things deemed more important.

Onward and into the aforementioned Pleasure Palace, there were many at work. One particular male figure did nothing, however. Tall, well-built, wearing the garb of an old samurai sans any armor, was a man with a dark and shaggy ponytail, golden eyes, and just a bit of stubble adorning his chin. He smoked from a long pipe while sitting atop what appeared to be a throne surrounded by numerous large pillows at the top of a long staircase, which itself had multiple platforms up either side. Upon seeing the blonde queen enter the palace, a lackadaisical voice passed his smiling and... slightly unnerving, devious lips. "You changed your face. Is it just me, or did your rack get smaller while your ass got thicker?" he asked, speaking as if he hadn't a care in the world for Kolin's position. In fact, he didn't. She was a means to an end for this particular male, who sat upon what would be her throne while others worked diligently to construct her... kingdom.

[Apollymi]

Kolin found it interesting that Lot chose to apologize. Being on Jason's ship, she'd forgotten that she'd all but suppressed most of the Knights, attitudes. Well, she'd also forgotten that Lot was pretty soft outside of moments where he wished to challenge other Knights and men for her attention. "You definitely should have known better. I only did what was necessary to get us across the desert without risk of life. I'm feeling generous though, so I'll accept that apology," Kolin said. Yes, this was the lie she was telling herself. That what she owed to Jason as far as oaths were concerned was done only to satisfy her desert crossing and continued safety. Nothing else really mattered long term, her goals hadn't changed and nothing about what happened would ever change what she was at her base. Moving on the words of the shady nun were met with a scoff. "I need you to tell me how I am replacing the fighting potential of half a dozen Knights and replacing that traitorous bitch as my court mage," she said Kolin. It truly didn't matter to her that she'd been the one to free Nerys, she was a traitor because she'd chosen Jason and his crew of criminals over continuing to work for her.

Before she could get too worked up over anything though, there was a sight she didn't expect. A young man sitting in her chair making jokes about one of her previous appearances while seeming more than a bit careless. When she wore her other face, Kolin was a bit less of a stickler for such things. As an aside this man had been very good at killing and could be counted on in a fight in a way that many others failed. As such, she gave him quite a bit of leeway in the things she let him say to her. As a matter of fact, she greeted him a bit closer to what one would expect of an old friend than one of the ones she just ordered about. "I don't believe I asked your opinion. Every form has a different shape. I'm trying to reach the perfect ratio but it seems impossible without the proper title..." she mentioned casually. "If you preferred that one though, my next will likely make you pretty lively, now... out of my throne, Izou. I'm not really in the mood for this right now..." she said as she moved forward. She did intend to flop down into that chair as soon as he vacated, and she fully expected him to vacate. He might have been using her for his own whims, but he still followed directions at least he had the last time she'd seen him. Kolin had a very specific order to answer things in. Staffing problem, building the VIP section for Jason and the Argonauts, doing something about her current visage. Strangely, unlike when she was aboard the Argo, she had no problem organizing her thoughts and getting to work... obviously Jason was the distraction there that she didn't need. She'd never been more relieved to be rid of someone.

[Bloodedge]

Izou. Okada Izou, to be more specific, had been in the company of Kolin prior even to her identity in Cornwall. Perhaps her form had changed a few times since he last met her, but no matter how different each version was, it was always obvious to him that she was the one he knew. The woman claimed her next form would be more preferable to him if he enjoyed the one he'd met more than the current visage, but it honestly didn't matter to him. Why she was seeking a better ratio of bombshell, he hadn't the faintest idea. What could the point have been? She was already the type that men all over the world wanted nothing more than to shove their rods into for days on end, but he couldn't be bothered to question the queer decisions of others. Out of her throne, she said. Pulling that pipe from his lips, what more could he do than toss both hands into the air and grin. "Don't want my lap then? Suman, suman," he said with a chuckle. "I thought this was my chair, and that I would be the throne." Nevertheless, Izou stood. He didn't move very much, though, interestingly enough. Once out of the throne's chair, he stepped only once to lean against its side instead, still taking the occasional drag from that pipe of his. "Why the sour mood then, huh? Bad lay? I tried to tell you, picking out a king doesn't mean you'll end up nabbing a king-sized johnson. Set the bar lower; no room for disappointment that way~"

[Apollymi]

She didn't want his lap? Well, that was up for grabs. If she hadn't been in the mood she was in, she likely would have taken a seat in his lap. But she was in quite the bad mood, so she was more than pleased when he exited her throne. She took a seat soon after even with the man leaning against it. Apparently, these two knew each other well enough that Kolin even wearing a face two displaced from the last one he would have known had no fear of him. Ah, off her feet at last, with everyone worshipping her and doing what she said. This was the life she was meant for... and what was this... it even came with entertainment. "Hahahaha!~" Kolin laughed for the first time in days, if only because the joke made by Izou managed to be at Leorio's expense. Technically she hadn't had a bad lay in three days... it just so happened that it wasn't on the terms she would have preferred. Even so, the idea of sleeping with Leorio was still off-putting and though he couldn't know Izou was much closer to the truth of things with his comment about the title not guaranteeing a tool of use. "I haven't had a bad lay in a while... but its complicated enough that I don't want to talk about it," she said and that was all she was willing to say about Jason and his antics. Honestly he was a great lay, but she was pretty sure that was that enchantment talking maybe it had a more lasting influence than she thought? As for the smallness of Leorio she had but one thing to say. "And a bar that low..." she said cutting her eyes at Leorio. "Doesn't exist." and just like that she was pleased. Oh, she'd almost forgotten in her recent anger that it was possible to be please. Still she waited on the words from the nun who looked more and more sinister as time went on. She needed to replace fighting power and a mage's power? That was easy enough. Beatrice as she was called stared at this woman for an extended period of time. She understood her nature and knew she could summon a servant who would fit her needs. "Ma'am have you considered summoning a servant from the other side to suit your needs? If you make a large enough sacrifice, you could easily have a servant who would topple your missing knights and your lost mage, in both usefulness and power." the Mage offered, there was a smile on her face which was simply unnerving but she'd still offered more useful information than most would have in this situation.

[Bloodedge]

Ah, laughter. Izou wondered if the woman still had it in her, given the state of her current mood. Things couldn't have been that bad, if she could still manage a guffaw or two. Besides, she claimed she hadn't had a bad lay in days, and one surely couldn't complain about that. "A complicated lay, huh. Sounds like a slip in the wrong hole to me~" he quipped. The next thing she admitted was... such a shame. The shift of her gaze while commenting on how low the proverbial bar could be set, said the king she chose most recently was some form of eunuch. "Yikes," Izou muttered. How long had she spent in the company of that small male, he wondered. If the knight who came along with them was an example of other options at Kolin's disposal, Izou wasn't too impressed no matter the angle he viewed things from. Planning his next clause, he exhaled smoke and leaned closer to Kolin. He drew incredibly close to her face, as if the usual boundaries simply didn't apply to him. Maybe they didn't, but he didn't seem one to care about those regardless. Ah, but... from an inch or so away, he paused. What was that smell? It was rather familiar, and... oh. It was coming from her mouth. Retreating just enough to avoid the scent, Izou showed an expression of honest confusion. "Complicated, you said? Yeah, that sounds about right. First time for everything."

[Apollymi]

Slip in the wrong hole? That wasn't quite right... actually, Kolin was pretty sure she didn't know the meaning of wrong hole anymore. "Ugh, I said I didn't want to talk about it," she said rolling her eyes at Izou. She'd practically become pouty at the attention. That man truly didn't know when to quit, but she put up with him, mostly because of some innate thing within her mind which made the ones who didn't just do everything she said gain a great deal of favoritism. His tout of 'yikes' would earn him another smile. Even if she was in a bad mood, jokes did tend to get her into a better one. The words of Beatrice were heard by Kolin and she gave it some consideration. A servant from the other side? A demon, "Aren't those notoriously hard to control and don't they always want something terrible in return?" Kolin asked. She definitely wasn't going to end up with another trash contract. "Well, it is no worse than what you have going with the Executioner." said Beatrice. "Besides if your sacrifice is great enough to catch the right attention, they'll hardly do anything but what you ask... or so I've heard," said the rather shady looking nun. Still Kolin had no reason not to trust this woman. She'd come up with her best tool and gotten started with it. It was the least she could do to garner a bit of faith, besides, the staffing issue was quite important.

Her attention would return to Izou who would have been way to close to her face for comfort had he been anyone else. "Izou, enough." she said cutting her eyes at the man. She truly had no intention of answering any question he had concerning his interest in her dealings post Jason. In fact, she didn't want to think about Jason at all, as such there were two things she needed. "Fine, set up the ritual in this throne room. I'll decide what to sacrifice in a bit. Also... start the preparations on a VIP section for this place. Something great, well decorated, nice king suite. Fit for a crew... of roughly fifty. Find some pretty girls with fat asses and big tits to fill it with... I need that done yesterday." she said being very specific about the terms so she didn't have to continue worry about it. After all, if Jason decided to stop back tomorrow she needed to be ready. "As you like ma'am." said the Nun who gave a bow before scurrying off to do as she was asked.

[Bloodedge]

Kolin didn't want to talk about the situation; that much was obvious from the start. Despite her lack of speech on the topic, there was no undoing the smell of spunk on her breath, and even on the skin of her face. Izou leaned back further when Kolin's eyes shifted toward him, his left hand thrown up in surrender while his right hand held his pipe for another drag. A quick exhale of smoke occurred once more, and he moved the pipe toward Kolin. "Oi oi, relax~. A guy's got a right to be a little jealous, right? Makes me wonder if I should have asked more nicely before~" he explained, oddly as if he shared these words for the sake of fun or something. "So, does this more bottom-heavy body of yours take a smoke? Or do you draw the line at one type of thing to inhale? Well... whichever it is, feel free to look my way for a hit~" Of course, Izou was very aware of the other, more businesslike discussion occurring at the time. He didn't care. If Kolin and her whore nun follower wanted to summon a demon from the depths of the abyss, that only meant he had another individual worth challenging. Whether it was a challenge of swords, or a competition of wits, he didn't really care; he could enjoy either.

[Apollymi]

The Creepy Nun ran off to do preparations and Kolin got to relax for a moment. Well, as much as she could considering that Izou was still pushing her buttons. Though he held up his hand in surrender, his words were still full of jest. Words like this were why she'd enchanted Dagonet before, still she found herself rubbing her forehead. He was jealous was he? She supposed that made a great deal of sense. To be honest Izou was one of the better bodies she had at her disposal. The only thing he couldn't know, was that asking nicely wasn't a way to get anything from Kolin. Regardless of what she said and how she wanted to be addressed, one would have been much more likely to get that sort of thing by force. "Maybe a right to a little jealousy, but keep it in your own head... I'm busy," Kolin managed. That still wasn't properly dismissive. Perhaps that was something she just liked now. Izou was the type to just take orders maybe she could boss him into the sort of thing she was interested in trying out. At the very least it would be a decent holdover until Jason showed up. Wait. No. She didn't want Jason anywhere near her. She didn't care if he never showed up!

Oh the lies she managed to tell herself. Oh, Izou was asking her a question in the most annoying way. "I could use something after the few days I've had," she said cutting her eyes at him. Still this pipe was being offered to her, and she'd take it, despite the fact that he'd been annoying her for several moments straight. A deep inhale and she realized that such a thing was truly relaxing. She should have been upset about this extra speech of his, and his insistence on not shutting up. But here and now, she was in control so she was a little delighted. The Knights were so full of following orders, she forgot what it was like to have men around who were strong but weren't so easily manipulated. "I'll call you when I decide I need you. Or you know, just do that annoying thing you do where you show up when I'm alone and trying to relax. Whichever suits you..." Oh, this man got options and choices and so much freedom to call upon this woman as he wished. What to do now. Her potential problems of housing for Jason and replacing her lost knights were well on their way to being fixed. A bath? Maybe so she could start work on her new face... she wanted to make sure it was appealing for Jason. No, for everyone. Big tits and a fat ass were just generally appealing, it wasn't a Jason specific thing. She didn't care if he liked her form. She wasn't making it for him. Kolin had all but forgotten about the two knights she'd showed up with, neither of them mattered right now. She had a while to do everything, she'd even forgotten to dismiss them or whatever she was going to do with them.

[Bloodedge]

The term 'busy' didn't quite fit, did it? When the pipe was taken from his hand, Izou mockingly raised his head and looked around the work-in-progress throne room. He saw... nothing. A couple of underperforming servants were at the bottom of the stairs with their thumbs up their asses, that weird nun was moving on to start some even weirder ritual, and that creepy white-haired man was just standing around glaring into space. "Hard to believe that while you sit on a comfy chair and wait for work to be done. Don't call yourself busy if you're just thinking. You've got other people doing shit for you; that's relaxation time. Besides, that was just a friendly way of mentioning the smell is still on you~" he spoke. Now that he mentioned it, he had reflexively offered the woman his pipe while knowing what she'd been up to as of late. Yeah, she could probably keep that one; he had others anyway.

She said she would call upon him after deciding he was needed, but what was this? That annoying thing he did when she was alone and relaxing? Interesting. Something was fundamentally different about this woman now; perhaps it was simply the new body. Whatever the reason, one thing would certainly be happening before the other. Izou would undoubtedly be pestering this woman before she had use of him in particular, considering she had such... outstanding options to sort through otherwise. Or, perhaps he would do so because he was bored. Maybe even... "You know what suits me, don't you? Since you're here and relaxing right now, here I am. Though... maybe a toothbrushing first next time? Keep the pipe, by the way; bad decision on my part."

[Apollymi]

Another glare was sent Izou's way. Ugh, he was probably right wasn't he. She smelled like Jason. There was a flicker of light in her eyes for a second... what an interesting thing to note. Still she managed to seem very annoyed. "Ugh, go away then. And I am busy, just because you don't get how busy doesn't change the fact that it's the truth..." she mumbled. Oh she was still in a bad mood. Actually, the idea that she smelled like Jason was exciting, but why would she want that. Oh right, this wasn't something she should be considering. Ah, she still had that pipe, she'd continue to think about stuff while she smoked. She definitely wanted a bath now right, brush her teeth make herself somewhat presentable after her excurison into the desert. "You're really annoying me Izou. And I wasn't planning to give it back, you gave it to me. It's mine regardless..." she mentioned. Yes indeed, this face was quite different. Spoiled, bratty and full of spite. What was more, she couldn't even properly target her spite because well... she couldn't aim it at the person who caused her so much mental dysphoria.

"I'm going to have a bath and you're going to not bother me for a few hours..." she said standing and marching off. She already knew important things, mostly because of her correspondence with Beatrice. She knew all important things had been arranged. The only annoyance here and now was the fact that Nerys wasn't around to give her beauty products she desired. Oh well, she supposed among the dozens of whores there had to be at least a reasonable alchemist somewhere. At least the basics could be covered even if she couldn't get her preference in products. And just like that, she was gone. Disappearing down open corridors towards what she knew to be her own room. She had a bath already prepared, and some half-naked males were moving about having finished their work in this room. A smirk crossed her face. Yes, that was much better. Tooth brushing, first on the list. She stood before a mirror looking at herself. Those blue eyes of hers, angrily shifting as she removed from her own mouth the taste of Jason's spunk. Would he be coming back anytime soon? Would he be happy to see her? The mechanical motion of brushing her teeth was all but lost as her mind travelled all over the place. Actually, she didn't care, obviously she could have any man she wanted. It didn't matter if Jason never came back.

[Bloodedge]

"Yeah, not happening. You're the only entertaining thing to show up here in months. No way am I going anywhere until this place is up and running," Izou retorted. If he annoyed Kolin so much, she could feel free to personally try getting rid of him. That white-haired male was obviously her new personal assassin; he wouldn't mind having a go at him if things came to that. Ah, but he highly doubted that would happen. Kolin wouldn't even be sticking around herself, choosing instead to rise and go for a bath... and hopefully a mouth-cleaning as well. Izou immediately flopped into the throne where she'd been sitting, smiling casually as he looked over her form at a different angle. "Hai hai! You'll have a bath, and I'll only bother you for a few hours when I drop by," he said, carelessly reaching out to pat the supposed queen's rear as she walked off. Why he felt so comfortable behaving this way, perhaps the world would never know.

Meanwhile, Leorio's contemplation was reaching its end. She was going to bathe? Was this the perfect opportunity? He certainly took it as such, and therefore followed shortly after she left the throne room. The time spent in her personal quarters was being observed through a small opening in the door. Was this truly the path? It had to be! He had to be as aggressive as that damned desert pirate, to truly experience his queen in all her glory. When was the moment to strike? Perhaps when she finished cleansing herself of that bastard's residue. . .

[Apollymi]

He was right. She knew enough about him, to know he loved nothing more than women, smoking, and drinking. Well, aside from the fact that he quite enjoyed fighting people, which was another reason he followed her around. He definitely wouldn't be leaving anytime soon. But she would, she'd gotten up, and the man had immediately claimed the chair she'd been sitting in. Ah, he was looking at her, having a good time... he always was. A gentle pat to her backside and later and she was simply shaking her head as she walked off. She truly didn't care very much what Izou did nor did she discourage his actions in anyway. How confusing given her general power trips.

A crack in her door was something she didn't care about. She brushed her teeth for longer than one would have thought necessary. Got her teeth and tongue and gargled thrice. Finally her mouth no longer tasted like Jason. She missed it. What no. No she didn't... what the hell was wrong with her? She rubbed her hand over her face and shook off her thoughts. She had no problem prancing towards her filled bath tub and stripping out of her mutilated desert attire. She'd dress in better garbs from now on. She had entire closet full of things she'd seized from lesser kingdoms. Ah, she'd eventually find something that suited her. Within the waters of this bath she found herself finally relaxed. Her head tilted back after she cleaned herserlf she thought over her next face. Something attractive. Genuinely pretty. Something that didn't give off a hint of her feelings below the surface. Yes, that sort of thing was exactly what she needed. Something with bigger tits than that harlot Nerys had managed, better hips too. Yeah, she could do that. Blue eyes were apparently all the rage as well, she'd keep those... hm... what else though? In a world of crazy hair perhaps she'd go to something more natural? All the while she asked herself these questions her mind was within the Nexus were it tended to wander while she built characters. She'd done this too many times. She could easily make this next version of herself. Ah, but she'd only reveal it when this face died. She wondered if Jason would mourn this one face of hers? Maybe she should keep a copy of it for him... he'd like that right? No. What the hell was wrong with her, why did that man keep coming up in her thoughts. She'd left him already it shouldn't matter. He was probably far away, torturing Nerys! Yes, giving that stupid bitch the kind of attention she actually deserved.

[Bloodedge]

Speaking of much-deserved attentions, the woman who sat in her bath would finally be receiving what she always truly wanted! Yes, it was all fully clear to him now. When she last kicked him away for his services, it was because he wasn't aggressive enough. Considering the way she addressed that stranger in the throne room, this could be the only true answer; relinquishing control to another was in her nature. With that in mind, Leorio took his opportunity. The door to Kolin's chambers swung open, and there he was in full... well, there he was. He was without a single article of clothing, and fully erect as he stared down the bathing woman. He... was fully erect, right? Well, that thing over his testicles was pointing forward, at least. Excitement was clear in his visage as he stepped forward, confident as ever before now that he'd cracked the case. "It's time~" he chanted. Kolin would be taken to a new world here and now; all would begin as he reached the tub and leaned over its edge, extending his hand to grab her by the face as he'd seen another do previously. "Come on, slut! You're going to service me now, like daddy's good little whore. Good job getting all cleaned up for me; I can treat you the way you need to be treated now~" Ah, the delusional king had taken yet another leap. In his mind at least, he would have to be rewarding the Argonaut Jason for being so useful over the past few days. That man had been a valuable asset for showing him what needed to be done with the bitchy queen, and now... he could do what was necessary─ right?

[Apollymi]

Suddenly, Kolin's bath was interrupted. This was a bit earlier than expected, she opened her eyes and saw... Leorio. She scoffed immediately. How dare this thing enter her bath with such audacity. It's time? Time for what? This little creature was strutting towards her as if he thought he was king of Dis. Oh bless his little dumb heart. Everything about Kolin seethed as she watched this piece of garbage strut towards her bath like he owned this room. What was more, he had more to say. Who'd taught this dumb child such sentences? Words borrowed from a man, whose footprints he couldn't have walked beside in the sands. "Hahahahaha!~" a laugh escaped this woman in the moment. Perhaps he was trying to replace Dagonet, well he was a bit short for that too... that little jester had a decent dick hidden under those tights. And what was this, his hand was actually upon her face, he thought he could touch her without her express permission? He was leaned over this tub, she reached out for him, her face completely impassive and then she aimed to pull him into the tub immediately. If she succeeded her hand would be placed on the back of his head her body positioned to pin him in case he trashed about. She intended to drown this little rat. He might have thought he was the one learning from Jason, but it was actually, Kolin who learned how to treat trash. "You pathetic little creature. Those were pretty words, but your non-existent dick says you should shut your fucking mouth!" she said, as if she hadn't a care in the world. In fact she was laughing, laughing maniacally right just now. Obviously, she wouldn't kill him in this tub, but... he needed to learn his place in the world, and she was presently apt to teach him. If everything went according to plan, she'd pull him up when the bubbles slowed a bit and slam him against the tub's edge. She looked at this boy with disdain, how dare he stand before her, reminding her of how much trash she'd been?

[Bloodedge]

She laughed. Yes, that was good! Laughter of relief escaped her lungs, as the formerly foolish king finally realized the proper approach! Oh, how wonderful it was that she even grabbed him and pulled inward, toward herself! Wait... why was he moving so far? Ah, she must have desired a bit of foreplay beneath the water... but then, why was she pinning him down in a place that wasn't her lap? Why wasn't he allowed time to hold his breath first? Why was she holding him still while he tried to come up for air?! Oh dear; this wasn't good at all. The things Kolin said, he couldn't hear, as even his ears were underwater at the time. Leorio struggled and struggled. He eventually gave in as the consciousness nearly left him. Just when he thought he'd be drowned here, the young king was removed and... slammed into the structure he was being held within. He coughed profusely, regurgitating water that had been taken into his lungs. What was this all for? Hadn't he done the perfect thing? "You..." Cough, cough. "Wanted... this. To be my plaything. I saw it!" He coughed more, his hand grasping his own throat. Maybe he wasn't firm enough. He should have gone for the throat, yes? Maybe, it would have only been right to jam his pecker into Kolin's mouth before words were even shared between the two. Ah, he'd have to keep that in mind for next time!

[Apollymi]

She'd slammed him against the tub, but he hadn't heard what she'd said to him while he was in the water. That was bad. He should listen better. Yes, not that she shouldn't have been speaking while he was drowning or anything. Yeah, oh well that didn't matter. He was sputtering up water, his lungs expelling what he'd taken in. "Hahahahaha!~" still laughing. This stupid boy really thought she wanted him, that she wanted him to treat her the way that Jason did. Well, she didn't mind that sort of thing from Jason, she might not have minded it from someone like Izou. Hell even Lot could talk back to her a bit. "You're fucking blind if you thought you saw me wanting to be your plaything!" she exclaimed, her hand closed around his throat. And she exhaled, she aimed to knee him in the groin while doing this, she wanted him to know pain. And she wanted him to understand. "You are ill-equipped to speak to me like that. You have no cock. Men without cocks aren't useful to me. Men without cocks cannot speak to me unless I tell them to," she gave these instructions carefully as she gave him another swift knee to the groin. "Men without cocks do what I say and they take any attention I give. They don't barge into my bath." she said. "They don't touch me, unless I ask.. they do not get a thing I don't give," she said carefully, aiming to hit him in the groin again. "They wait, like the good little dogs they are, for whatever I give them. Am I clear?" Oh she was furious, but if he behaved from this momet forward, she'd let him go without any further incident.

[Bloodedge]

What did she mean? Were the signs not as clear as he thought? They had to be! There was no other explanation for her behaving such a way, when she was his queen! Now there was a hand wrapped around his throat, leaving him struggling to take in air again. Luckily for him, there was something happening that forced an intake through even his collapsing windpipe. Sadly, the cause was an excruciating form of pain shot from his balls, up through his body. The young male yelped, at least as much as he could. Those hands of his were grasping at Kolin's, scratching at her knuckles in a desperate attempt for freedom. These signs weren't clear! She showed herself in a servile state under the groin of another, but it was his size which left him beneath those brutes? He was king! He'd been chosen by Kolin herself; he should have the privileges! Again and again, that knee met his jewels. His eyes widened each time, moisture welling up within while his legs flailed about in the aftermath. Wait... maybe this was a matter of having to overpower her? Yes, that was worth a shot! One of his hands left its post, reaching out to grasp Kolin by the throat. "I'll... show you. You'll be drooling... on my..."

[Apollymi]

Kolin watched as Leorio practically cried. She'd kneed him in the balls enough times, that she might have actually succeeded in turning him into a dickless man. Ah, but it seemed he still had some fight left in him. Even after being kneed that many times, he still reached out for her throat. He still had enough spunk left in him to reach for her throat. Hadn't she just said he wasn't allowed to touch her? A grin crossed her face as his hand contact with her neck, it wasn't pretty. She'd been choking on dick for three days, it wasn't as if he could stop her from breathing. "Wrong choice," she said with an amount of calm which bordered upon psychotic. Her grip on him tightened instead and she swiftly moved her head forward to headbutt this young man.Kolin moved him up and out of the tub his hand being casually knocked away from her neck while she did. It was currently her aim to toss him out of the water and she'd exit as well. She planned to kick him again repeated actually while speaking to him. "You still don't get it. I will never drool all over you. You don't matter! You are trash, less than trash. No kingdom, no queen... barely even male by definition," She began speaking with the intention of kicking him, but instead, she started stomping the young man. Oh she'd picked up quite a few Jason's habits. What a terrible thing to have pop up in her mind. This poor lad was now getting a beating he might not have been owed. "You want my attention right? So you'll take it the way I give it right?" she asked him as she stared at him with utmost disgust on her face, aiming at dropping her foot upon his face multiple times.

[Bloodedge]

This wasn't going the way it should have been. Leorio should have been hailed as if he were Kolin's master, her ultimate lover, in this private setting shared between them. Why then, was he having an even harder time breathing? Why was the consciousness nearly knocked out of his head due to a sudden collision with hers? More importantly, how did his groin still feel pain after he was quite certain his balls had been reduced to rubble? On a positive note, he was alone in a room with Kolin, and both of them were quite nude. Was this something she wanted for her own enjoyment? It was quite agonizing, but... she was actually touching his genitals. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad in the end. All that kicking must have been what she learned in the privacy of Jason's cabin. Yes, that would explain the look of her when she came out! She'd been using Jason and her own body to test these things, making sure she could be forceful without going too far overboard! Oh, how thoughtful his darling queen was! Did he want her attention? Yes. Would he take it the way she gave it? Actually... yes! If she wanted to keep stomping his face as she was, if she wanted to keep kicking him and crushing his balls with her bare flesh, he would see it as some form of sexual attention he'd never experienced before. It didn't seem like something he would enjoy, but he supposed it could be learned. "You'll drool," he insisted. "But you can have your fun first, if it suits you. That is my adoration, my beautiful queen~" How was he still smiling? Well, in short... the poor lad still thought he was a victor in this situation. All he had to do, was work his way up to proving his ability.

[Apollymi]

Kolin stomped this poor child into oblivion. She didn't care about him, she didn't care if he existed. The fact that he did right here and now, just meant he was an apt thing she could use, to take out all of her aggression. Still, this wasn't quite right. He'd looked confused before, on the verge of tears, but now... he was smiling?! How could he possibly be smiling?! She would drool? Was he out of his mind? What kind of dumb thoughts was this no dick having bitch boy thinking to really make him believe this was her wanting him? She'd given him no indication she wanted him. She'd not even made it obvious she thought he could get better. She was using him just to vent her aggression? Why didn't he get this made him less than trash? Why didn't he know that this made him a thing... not a person?! Another swift stomp happened. His adoration. "Hahahaha~" another laugh of crazed potential. She bent over the lad still standing upon his groin and spit into his face aiming directly for his mouth.

Since he wanted her drool so bad that was fair right? Yeah... that was demeaning and degrading. Maybe he'd finally get it. "You mean nothing to me! Literally nothing. You aren't a prince, you aren't a king, you are a pack mule. A beast of burden, a bad one at that since I had to go to a fucking desert pirate to get me here without it potentially killing me!" she stomped down again. This boy's inability to do anything made him worse than the lowest creature she'd ever come across, and every time she saw him, she was annoyed by him. How could she not be, as this lowly creature smiled in the face of her abuse? She wanted him to beg forgiveness for his incompetence. She wanted him to know what absolute trash he was, she wanted him to know all of his advances would go unrewarded because he meant nothing. She could have anyone she wanted (except Jason). Another crash of her foot happened in this moment. So why would she want some cockless little boy who barely counted as an existence. He had nothing to offer her, except this whimp body of his, he didn't even put up a fight as she stomped him repeatedly, how did he not know he was worthless? This boy had once been trusted with someone's safety? Really? She could almost stop now, if he asked forgiveness she'd grant it and send him out of her face for as long as possible. She could contain this anger built up in her soul... all he had to do, was learn his place.

[Bloodedge]

Sadly, there would be no forgiveness begged by the one known as Leorio. It didn't matter what Kolin said. Leorio had long since convinced himself that they were a destined pair, that only he could be the king to have her as queen. After all, there was no other reason for her to choose him. She needed a king in Zuria, and no other would do the trick. If Jason had been her only ticket across that desert, there would have been no need to bring him! He also knew, surely Kolin wouldn't touch the nude form of a person she truly detested... right? Yes, all of this was foreplay. Something big was coming, and the stamping was just the beginning to work out excess stress. Ahh, there was something else granted to him. Kolin allowed Leorio the pleasure of tasting her saliva by firing it into his mouth directly. That was so... carnal, so aggressive. A kiss would have been fine to the young king, but this was something fierce to arouse him! That was of spit was juggled around on Leorio's tongue, even savored as he continued smiling up at his abuser. Now he was beginning to understand─ beginning to see the pleasure in this! She would give him pain, and then he would receive his just rewards for enduring it! Perhaps this train of thought was how he managed to keep erect, in spite of his shattered testicles. Or... perhaps part of him actually enjoyed the crushing itself? Time would tell.

As for the abuse itself, Leorio was sure things would turn around soon. Actually, it only made sense that the rewards were beginning now, right? He'd been delivered a sufficient amount of agony, so it was assumable that the spit was the first of many treats for the poor lad. "Yes my darling!" he exclaimed, pausing to cough as that saliva slipped down his collapsed windpipe. Apparently, the degradation was registering quite differently in his head. Of course! Leorio knew his place, just as he believed Kolin knew hers. His time would come eventually; that much was certain! "I am your mule! No prince, no king, just a thing for you to ride as you see fit! I am your worthless tool, waiting for more purpose! Unload your burden on me, my precious queen!"

[Apollymi]

She called him terrible things. She stomped his testicles out of existence and still... he had that hard little pecker of his on display. How? How was someone actually so disgusting that they'd take this sort of abuse and like it? "How fucking dare you still have that hard little dick of yours on display!? How dare you think any of this is good for you? Do you know how trash you are for liking this you piece of shit!?" she asked him questions, but they sounded crazed. Oh? Were those questions actually meant for him? She knew that she'd taken such a beating from Jason... she'd wanted his attention badly enough to like the things he did to her. Did that make her and Leorio the same? No! Of course it didn't. She was queen here, he acknowledged that, but what else did he just say.

She looked upon this boy with ire, even stark naked she stood above him like he was nothing but absolute trash. She couldn't bring herself to feel anything for this lad but disgust. But he'd admitted it right? He was fine being a beast of burden. He knew he was just a mule something to be used but not cared for? He was truly a disgusting creature to not want something more for himself. How gross. She knew what to do. She knew how to show him he was nothing. He wanted to be ridden.... "Hahahahahahahahaha!~" she said aiming to kick and roll him over. Once he was on his stomach she positioned herself atop him, she placed herself in the middle of his back and reached towards the tub for the loofah sponge on a round wooden stick. She held the back of his neck with one hand, aiming to bounce his face off the floor before she aimed to do something most would have thought unthinkable. She aimed to ram that wooden rod straight into the rectum of the boy on the floor. He was fine with being ridden. He was fine with being a beast of burden. He was fine with his beatings then he should be fine with this as well. She'd told him he was cockless, this was the only reward she could offer him.

[Bloodedge]

What was with the things Kolin had to say? Ah. Yes, yes, it was all sensible. None of those things were proper insults. They simply couldn't have been such a thing, if only because they were one and the same. Kolin also enjoyed being reduced to nothing more than an object. He'd remember that when his turn to dominate came around, as it... definitely would. For now, it was Kolin's time to shine. After he spoke, she laughed. Surely she had an idea as to how they would properly enjoy one another, and Leorio was curious to know what it was. He was excited! A single kick resulted in the lad being rolled onto his front, after which his back was straddled. Wait... this wasn't how things were supposed to go. Why didn't she simply mount him while he was on his back? The answer to that question was eye-widening, and also sphincter-shredding. The ass of Leorio had already been torn open by so many of Jason's crewmen, the sudden insertion of that wooden handle reopened every tear at once. Well... at least it was a distraction from his broken and bleeding nose, rendered as such by his face being slammed into the floor. Leorio's wailing came out as a gurgle. Ah, he now had a missing tooth or two as well. His legs were bending at the knee, feet rising and flailing as his arse was rammed by something that had no pliability whatsoever.

Even as he screamed and bled on the floor from both face and anus, what did Leorio take from this? Well, obviously, she did like how she'd seen him on the ship a few days ago! This was satisfying for her, right? Maybe he would soon feel the wetness of her loins on his back, where she straddled him? Ah, the excitement was building anew! "Augh! Yes, my lovely queen! Mistress! Does this please you? I'm being a good boy for you, right?"

[Apollymi]

Yes! Finally something satisfactory happening in front of her. Gurgled screams and a broken nose. This little boy was seeing the sort of abuse she wished to see on him. For being so inadequate for being so unskilled for being so fucking trash! The mind of Kolin, or rather the mind of Mai was a dangerous place, laden with madness. She was unable to see the truth of things, she was without question crazed beyond reason. Even as she opened up old wounds, even as she enjoyed making this boy suffer, she didn't see the truth of his current state. She didn't understand that this was indeed equivalent to how she acted around Jason. All this lad wanted as she ravished him was to be told he was good. How disgusting. Of course he wasn't good. No good man would lie a bleeding mess on the floor and think it would give him the right to be good. "Ewww, no of course you aren't good. You're a disgusting little pigshit!" she said. She raped his body this way for several minutes and she felt nothing short of elation while doing it. And when it was over, it was nothing but a relief. By the time her mind calmed she exhaled a sigh which contained just a shred of contentment, but... she wasn't Jason. She didn't wish to turn Leorio into a better person, a better punching bag for her. She was vindictive, she just wanted him to suffer for his transgressions. She wanted him to suffer for thinking he had a right to her. Why didn't he understand he was manipulatable. A means to an end of conquering a place after she couldn't get the King of that place to accept her terms? It didn't really sit right with her that Leorio enjoyed this sort of thing, but she'd never give him anything else. He'd also never receive an ounce of praise. "Ugh, get out of my fucking sight. I don't want to see your face again. And the next time you whip that pitiful little dick out in front of me. I'll have someone cut it off." she said standing, finally. One more swift kick to send the boy rolling across the floor and she'd seem to relax. Her bath had been interrupted but she was far from wanting to continue to relax there. She'd need this room cleaned. She didn't want blood in her bathroom.

[Bloodedge]

Finally, something Kolin said registered in the mind of Leorio. A disgusting pigshit, he was. Was that good? No, it was preceded by denial. What could he do to be good? Leorio's mind raced with possibilities; he knew something had to work eventually. Perhaps he'd try again later. Several minutes passed like this, with his mind remaining on the same subject. Leorio was eventually numb to the repeated thrusting of a wooden rod in his bum. His body had gone limp, but Kolin was finally done. Well, the same could be said of Leorio. When she kicked him away, perhaps she would see the splash of ejaculatory fluid left on the floor where he'd been previously. Yes, the pitiful king of Zuria had achieved orgasm during the time he thought to be presenting Kolin satisfaction. Maybe that wasn't even the only cause? Whatever the case, he was sent off with a threat. Movement was hard enough that he couldn't simply stand; he wouldn't be walking properly for at least a day or two. As such, he only managed to drag himself along the floor toward... the source of a whistle?

Indeed, a whistle followed Kolin's treatment of the boy-king, but it didn't come from Leorio. The door had been left open after Leorio's entry, and there stood... Izou. He'd been the one to whistle, just as he would be the next one to speak. Arms crossed, Izou leaned against the doorframe and glanced over the crawling mess of a boy, then looked toward Kolin. "And here I thought you were just killing him. Sorry to say, but you might want a swordsman with even better skill than me to hit that target. Anyway. Feeling better now?"

[Apollymi]

Kolin was now relaxed quite a bit, maybe letting Leorio be this wasn't too bad an option, at the very least beating him made her feel better. As she watched the small boy crawl off into the distance her eyes took note of that blood stain on the floor and the small white fluid that went along with it. He truly was disgusting, to have felt anything resembling pleasure after she'd raped and beaten him herself within an inch of his life. Disgusting. He was trash. Being beaten like that was all he was good for. He shouldn't even want more than that... oh, what a dark place her mind went to in the moment. But she'd be brought out of it, by a whistle. Who was the source of this sound? Well, after witnessing something like what she'd just done only a few wouldn't fear it for themselves. In this case, it was the person she'd actually expected to show up at some point during her bath.

Izou mentioned that he thought she'd been killing the boy king. That was a reasonable way to handle him huh? "You know, strangely that hadn't crossed my mind yet. I'll have to add it to my list of things to do..." she mused like it was a joke. It sort of was, but it was also the truth. To be fair even in her rage, Kolin hadn't actually considered killing this lad recently, she had no idea why that was the case. "And I was under the impression that there were no better swordsmen than you. Do you have a list going?" she asked of Izou as if she was completely serious. She walked away from this bathroom, towards a large closet, near her own bed. What a nice looking place this would be at some point as soon as it was clean again. She looked through it as she gave consideration to the man's question, "Actually, a bit. I guess..." Kolin stated as she looked through clothes stark naked as if she wasn't in a room with another person at all. All of her plans had been made askew, she didn't have much time left to get to the next aspect of her goals. She still needed to consider what to sacrifice to summon her abyss servant. Oh, and then there was the matter of the grand opening of this place as it was meant to be. Of course, Beatrice was actually doing her job there, but... what about the rest of the things that needed to be done? She hated this. She really hated this...

[Bloodedge]

While Leorio was crawling by, Izou lifted his foot and leaned back, as if some disgusting bug had nearly ran over his foot. Only when the little king cleared his path, would Izou's foot find the floor once again. "Really now?" he asked of Kolin. "Well, if that made you feel less like shit, maybe it was worth not killing him. Pity. Guy's probably got cum stains on his boys. Uh... his toddlers? Eggs? Eggs," he carried on, sighing as a new pipe was pulled from his kimono.

Kolin addressed his mostly self-proclaimed identity as the best swordsman around. That clause would eventually be true if Izou had anything to say about it, but for now, he had only these jokes to offer. "There's never anyone better for more than half a match. That's the point. You'd have to put me on payroll if you wanted me to hit a mark like that. Maybe a nail-clipper would do..." Izou stepped aside enough to allow Kolin passage through the bathroom door, only to follow suit as she entered her primary chambers. Always one to make himself comfortable, he sat at the foot of her bed, watching and smoking as the queen visually sorted through clothing choices. "I sort of like this new face you've got; she's got some bite to her. Well... she's apparently got a lot of things I never saw from you before. Never thought I'd catch you taking domination to that extent. Hell, at first I even thought this one was more of a sub, considering~"

[Apollymi]

"Yes, well mostly because he came in here talking shit to me," she said. She felt no need to explain herself under normal circumstances, but these two had been on such terms for much longer than one would expect. She was fine with giving him information to a certain extent. She didn't always feel like issuing violence herself, she thought such actions were beneath her. She often gave orders for violence, but it was a rare occurance indeed for her to physically assault someone not currently attacking her. "Ha! Still, I really hate that kind of person," she said of Leorio, laughing at yet another joke made at that boy's expense. She'd chosen him for a king because he could be manipulated. And the fact that he thought to take advantage of her of all people made her fly off the handle. Perhaps, she wouldn't have responded that way in some other situation.

Still she was moving through clothes, would she ever find anything worth wearing in this closet? Maybe, but right at the moment, Izou seemed to have made himself quite comfortable at the foot of her bed. He kept talking, which was something he was good for, at this point he was speaking of being properly on payroll to do a job like that. "Hahaha!~ Nail clipper would probably do the trick. He might still bleed to death, and besides you're Mr. Freelance, I doubt that would be enough to tie you in," she said with a casual shrug. She plucked something from the closet and threw it on the bed only to shake her head soon after. She didn't have to dress for ridiculous weather anymore. She could get away with walking around in a bikini if she felt like it. Oh, Izou was still speaking. He liked this face did he, liked the bite, she scoffed. "Ugh, don't get too attached. I can't keep it," she said of this face. "I was just pissed. One can't have a dick that little and that much attitude. It's contradictory," Kolin stated. She truly didn't see it. Her personality was just as underdeveloped as Leorio's non-existent meat. "That was..." a pause frown. "That was different. I made some oaths and did some strange things to get across that desert. Zuria went to complete shit before the end. And I'm pretty far off my deadline." Kolin was being strangely forthcoming while not being detailed at all. Izou was one of a few individuals she spoke to like he was a person. He was one of few she wasn't just abusing for what he could give her, though there was that. He was also one of few who followed and acted of his own accord, so he got a few allowances for what he received from her.

[Bloodedge]

"Well, you reap what you sow," was all Izou had to say about the poor king's situation. It was quite a shame, really; he thought this woman's different versions would all have better taste than that. Had she really been without even a single superior choice? No matter; it wasn't worth Izou's concern. Kolin expressed her hatred toward that type of person, and he snickered. "Obviously. Whatever though. Give 'em what they deserve, and send them on their way. If what they need is death though, I'll always take the call~"

Izou was content to move on with that said. He wasn't sure how long he could tolerate speaking on the matter of Leorio. It was a shameful existence, but he simply didn't have room to care. Much more important to him, was the fact that Kolin claimed this face could not be kept. What a pity; this one had an attitude he would have expected of a comrade-in-arms, and he'd only just met it. The situation involving that smell he picked up on her earlier not withstanding, it was a shame to think such things were the reason behind his perceived notions. This one was willing to make those kinds of sacrifices against her normal methods, yet she'd be rid of it soon? "Yare yare. We meet up after all this time, an that's the kind of news you want to give me on the first day? You're going to break my poor little heart, uh... whatever your name is now. I don't know how I should take the idea that this face is willing to break your own taboo, and I might not even see it again tomorrow. What should a guy do about news like that?"

[Apollymi]

"Huh," that was a nice sentiment. Actually, Izou was good for this sort of thing. She could talk to him and decompress. Nothing ever changed around him. He was simply himself. He didn't care about the things she did, nor the methods she undertook. In fact, he only snickered and joked about the things she brought to his plate. How nice. "Alright, I'll keep you in mind. I do need someone who will kill without the double edged sword thing, yet another sacrifice I must prepare. Actually I sort of missed that about you before..." she said thinking back to her dealings in Zuria she definitely could have used someone who'd just perform a killing with no questions asked. Several other things could have been done before those moments but in the meantime, she supposed there wasn't much more to think about. More clothes went flying as she came across a a thong she liked among the clothes that one went into a separate pile.

A scoff came from Kolin at the words that were spoken by this man. "Ha! Shut up. This one's name is Kolin," she said of her current face. She'd been choosing names which fit the regions she was in. It made the entire experience more organic. She always felt a little strange though, telling people her name when it wasn't the one she wished to use. Ah, but that didn't much matter. This man was content to talk about things in a manner which amused her a bit. "Don't start now, I told you. I did some sketchy things like this already. I might have been in this face a bit too long..." Kolin's words about her present face weren't untrue. She almost exclusively blamed it for the situation surrounding Jason. Maybe one of her other ones would have had an easier time dealing with the Argonaut. Maybe her next face would as well. "As for what you do, that's really up to you isn't it?" she asked of him. What a strange situation this was. Still she hadn't gotten dressed. Though she now wasn't looking at her closet anymore. Now she was looking at the clothing laid out on her bed, even though she'd made no moves to dress. What were they going to do here? She wondered if she'd need to boss him about a bit. Ugh, she didn't want to do it, why couldn't anyone actually do what they needed to to get to her? How much soft was she expected to put up with? At least this one was closer to what she wanted out of a situation, than what Jason had given her.

[Bloodedge]

"Peh! Don't keep me in mind; just make the call! I haven't seen any sort of action around these parts in months. Hell, the most I got then was half a dozen wyrms trying to crash the wall. They make good slashing practice, at least," Izou explained, taking a moment to pick up the first article Kolin threw toward the bed. He held it up to the light, noting that it was rather easily seen through when he did so. While he inspected this bright yellow, flimsy garb, he caught sight of a thong being thrown into a separate pile from most other articles. His brow raised, and he spoke on these choices. "Alright then, miss Kolin, what's the deal with this? I can't tell if you're trying to find something different to wear, or planning to give your old pal Izou a special show after abandoning him for oh so long~" he teased.

This face certainly had some interesting things to say. What he would do, was something that was up to him? Well, that was minus the usual domineering persona Kolin's other selves liked to maintain. He'd almost call it a foolish thing to say, if he cared to point that sort of thing out. Instead, he grinned somewhat deviously─ as if every smile to ever cross his face was anything different. "Oh? I hardly believe you. If it were really up to me, I promise you'd be on your knees by now, showing me what kind of skills got you across the desert. But hey, if it is really up to me..." This was a statement Izou left hanging in the air with his arms opened, as he spun around the skimpy bit of clothing he held, smoking with his other hand. Had she been serious? He'd soon find out. "Or are you still ass-naked because you don't want me coming onto you? Or into. Whichever your brain processes that as~"

[Apollymi]

"You can't possibly be that bored, Izou..." she said finding his wording amusing. He might as well be one of those people on the Argo. Fighing off monsters and doing gods knows what on a boat in the middle of a sand ocean. Eww, why did she think that. Kolin paused to rub her face. She had to get her mind off the desert at some point... and the man with her seemed pretty close to be doing that. He was looking at the clothing she'd put out and talking about it. All in relation to himself... she could deal with that quite a bit. "I'm planning clothes for my next face. Anything you get out of that is your own to undertake..." oh that was a bit teasing. "Also I didn't abandon you, I have a schedule to keep..." she said cutting her eyes. Maybe it wasn't enough, that he understood her a bit. Maybe she'd have to put in a bit more work.

A little while later, there was a devious smile on Izou's face. Oh, this was promising. Kolin looked directly at this man as he gave her a very specific hypothetical about doing things of a sexual nature with her. Oh? Well, she'd known him quite a long time, of course, she'd had sex with him several times... and he wasn't bad. He wanted to find out what she was like with her sacrificed sexual skills? "Ha! Almost don't believe me... but it's still moving around somewhere in that head of yours. If you really wanted something like that, I'm sure you could get it. If you could make me..." Wow, was that a bit bratty? Probably, but she needed something aggressive. She didn't need a soft approached she needed someone to take charge of this situation, but not just anyone like that little dicked Leorio. she needed someone worth stopping for. "I'm naked just because, do you plan to do something about it, or are you just going to keep talking?" Sass. Yep, that was sass. She was sassy before, but... never had she directly challenged someone into trying to get her to do something she would have said no to. That being said, she'd always shown a bit of favoritism for those who did what they wanted a bit around her. This man was one such individual, maybe he could show enough to keep her occupied and replace that terrible desert experience in her head.

[Bloodedge]

"I can, and I am," he said in the most casual manner. A few more tossed articles were picked up by the man, each inspected with curiosity. Kolin was choosing an ensemble for her next form, according to her. From what he'd seen thus far, it seemed as if she planned to work as a stripper in her own city of prostitutes. "So yes, you're putting on shows? Dibs on first," he said further. Izou had been in this city for years now, and he'd yet to see anything of merit due to the lack of functions thus far. Kolin's arrival surely meant things would begin moving soon, but the previous years had been dryer than the desert beyond city walls.

That dryness seemed to be disappearing over the course of this conversation, much to Izou's satisfaction. The way Kolin spoke was challenging. "If?" he repeated with an upward inflection. Indeed, the thought was floating around in his head, with reckless abandon even. Izou wondered what sort of oral skills someone like her could have ever developed, thought said skill could only have been a few days old now. Was she any good? If not, he wasn't sure anything would be worthwhile. If she wanted to play this little game, though... he'd play along. Besides, he rather enjoyed a 'bratty bitch' from time to time.

"Oooh, a little bitchy with this one, huh?" With that question asked, there was suddenly nothing in Izou's location besides the falling articles he'd been holding. Where was he? Simply put, he'd maneuvered immediately into the closet Kolin inspected. In his hand now was a small, orange choker with a pentagram charm attached. "This one works with all that shit, by the way," he said while slipping said choker around the woman's neck, using the opportunity to pull her inward by the fastened accessory. "Now... I'd say I wonder what you've really been up to, but I just don't really care. You're the one with something to prove here, right? I'm not one of your dogs who'd believe you're the best to ever do anything. You're acting like that mouth can do more than boss people around, so shouldn't you be proving it right now?"

[Apollymi]

Izou claimed he wanted dibs on the first show. As one of her oldest cohorts she was likely to get what he wanted from her in most events. He even claimed to actually be as bored as she thought he was. She'd say that was a shame, but she was glad he wasn't having a great amount of fun while she was gone. He wasn't hers by any means but that didn't mean she wanted him satisfied when she wasn't around. "Huh, well that's good. I wouldn't want you finding entertainment before I got back anyways..." she said. He wasn't hers, that didn't mean she'd relinquish him to anyone else. More or less she wanted all attention, and she had his which was something of a bonus at this point.

"Yes, if..." and after she'd spoken but before she could carry on in a way which was most arbitrarily upset, he'd disappeared from in front of her. Pieces of clothes were dropping for no reason and soon enough he was at her rear fastening a choker around her neck. He claimed this particular face was more bitchy than her others. He wasn't wrong about that assumption either. She was quite a bit more easily unhinged with this face as well. Even so, his words were just the right side of what she wanted. A challenge presented. A bit of domination... further clarification that he wasn't one of her dogs, but something else entirely. He wanted her to prove something to him...

A strange light flickered behind Kolin's eyes. That was the right word, prove. He wanted her to prove herself. She scoffed, strangely this didn't come with violence like it had when Leorio had barged into her bath. No... she acquiesced. Kolin dropped to her knees before this man and began the work of removing him from his breeches. Once she succeeded with this she'd stare up at him further challenging him. She'd begin her work aiming to swallow him down her throat. She didn't give an ounce of warning before she took him so deep into her mouth. She avoided teeth but wanted to feel for herself something as deep as Jason had given her. Oh? Why would he pop into her head while she was doing this with someone different? It didn't matter, she'd push it out of her head and continue, at least his dick was more than big enough to work with. As big as Jason's even, though slightly less girthy.

[Bloodedge]

Of course she didn't want him entertained when she wasn't the cause of it. Such was her way in general, the cause of something far deeper than any of the faces she wore in this world. It didn't matter; Izou would find satisfaction where and when he saw fit. It just so happened that, right here and now, Kolin was an ideal source of said satisfaction. She offered nothing but a scoff in response to his clear challenge. Well... to say nothing would be inaccurate, as she also took to her knees right away. "Kuku~ is that really all it takes?" he wondered aloud. Had he known this, he would have ignored the alleged preferences she showed the masses ages ago! Well, now he understood. Calling this one's bluff was a simple requirement to achieve an eventual release, and furthermore...

She had... actual skill. Izou was legitimately in awe when watching his entire shaft disappear into the throat of this blonde Avatar. Sure he was mostly flaccid at the time, but it was rather impressive nonetheless. "Hoho─ I'm surprised! Can you keep that up?" he questioned, knowing that with his growing excitement, he also had a quickly-swelling cock that was doing so within Kolin's mouth at this very moment. How far would these skills take her? He hadn't felt a single scratch from teeth, and that was strange for the inexperienced. Alas, he did have one qualm with her approach. "Taking it all from the start though? Bad move; where's the tease that's supposed to hype me up?"

[Apollymi]

Kolin withdrew this man from the depths of her mouth for a second or two. She'd learned enough from her experiences to not stop any of her motions. Instead her tongue flickered over the tip of him. This was done mostly so she could express her general distaste at his words. "Shut up, this is what we were talking about," she said a bit displeased, but she still hadn't stopped doing what she was doing. More mouth and more work, her lips closing around him as she continued.

According to him, he was surprised, and wondered if she could keep up the activity. Of course, she could. Hell, she could choke herself half to uconsciousness and not lose it. Was that something worth bragging about? Jason would have enjoyed that sort of thing. "I can do what I want," she snapped, seeming to not understand her shift in thoughts. Of course, as they moved along Izou's understanding came with critiques. How very... him. She was almost annoyed, but actually feedback was better than nothing. At the very least she didn't like what he was saying so she'd try a bit harder. Once again his manhood was removed from her mouth, but she reached with her hand and stroked while licking. All the while she looked at him with rather angry eyes. "Ugh! I don't remember asking your fucking opinion. I'm not here to tease you. You're supposed to be dropping dick into the back of my throat not being sassy!" Oh, how very forward. She would have never had to say something like that to Jason. Surely this one could get it though. He could help her along with the problem she was currently having. She'd only barely thought of Jason since arriving back so surely this was fine. She'd continue, from there, her mouth closing around him whenever he built up the proper erection she fully expected him to plunge as far back into her mouth as he could. It was what she actually desired, more than anything.

[Bloodedge]

Was that what they were talking about? Yes, but that wasn't really the point. They could have exchanged banter about the sudden blowjobs Kolin seemed to be handing out for as long as they wanted, but convincing this woman to do anything she didn't already have in mind was not something any known people were capable of. Another positive could be taken from her retort, at least. Even when she pulled back to speak, she applied her hand to continue rousing him. If he had a mind to, Izou would have clapped.

She could do what she wanted, Kolin said. He'd hold her to that, taking it as a claim to her ability to fellate. He didn't anticipate disappointment after that; she was hardly one to tell him lies, as far as he knew. She was, however, one to bark, and bark... and bark. He was supposed to be doing what now? How interesting. Well, Izou was going to be sassy regardless of anything else going on; it was simply his natural way. He remained silent from then on, until Kolin managed to work him into full firmness... at which point, her final words would be taking proper effect as Izou's hand landed atop her head. "Right, right. Well, if that's what you're asking for. Didn't think you had an actual slutty bone in your body," he began to speak. That hand he applied to Kolin's crown was then used to push back her head. For what Izou had in mind, he had to remove himself from her mouth. Of course... such a thing could only be followed by a turn, made solely for the sake of having Kolin's back pressed against the wall. She claimed he was meant to drop dick into the back of her throat─ acquiescing to this wish could only silence her bitchy attitude.

As such, Izou used the wall behind Kolin to halt any retreat she may have considered while thrusting his hips into her face. There was an allowance for roughness implied by her earlier words, clearing him to do so without a care as to whether her head banged against the wall or not. She'd spoken as if she expected her throat to be used as a masturbatory tool, and... well, Izou had always been a fan of any woman who could function as an object. What would happen when a proper erection was jammed frequently into her windpipe? Izou could only hope she spoke those words while knowing how to deal with it, but he would find out soon enough either way. Maybe several moments of holding his cock there would result in her losing consciousness, and he could use it as a point of teasing later?

[Apollymi]

Oh? She was being moved a bit. Suddenly her back was to the wall, but such a thing came only after more sassy commentary. If nothing else Izou was always talking. She wondered how she was never more annoyed with him? Well, in general she was very bitchy herself so her attitude was willing to let sassy behavior slide from certain individuals as long as she found it entertaining. He didn't think she had a slutty bone in her body... to be honest until recently she didn't either. She considered this a test of her personal desires as it was already obvious to her that she wanted nothing to do with the softness of those she'd brought back with her. At least not until she got the whole of Jason out of her thoughts.

Ah, so what would Izou do after being given such a biting instruction... the simple answer was... exactly as she asked. She rather suddenly had his entire manhood dropped into the back of her throat as he thrust in and out of her mouth without the ability to retreat. This was what she was looking for! How exciting. She was a bit worried before, that it would only work in a very specific case, but if Izou could do this... there was hope. In and out of her mouth with no retreat. Her throat moved convulsing atop him, but she didn't wobble on this. She took her breaths with swallowing motions, and managed to keep consciousness. Her tongue swirled about his manhood in such a way as to encourage his movements. This was hot! How amazing! She liked this... even her own body responded to this. She could feel moisture pooling between her legs, She liked the fact that she couldn't breathe properly. Her own moans were being cut off by Izou's dick. Yep, she was definitely enjoying this. It was just this... Jason hadn't even popped up in her head. Obviously it was just this act, and maybe others that she was thinking she'd miss. It had nothing to do with that desert ship captain!

[Bloodedge]

There was one surprise after another with this one. A few faces ago, the woman now inhaling Izou's manhood would have laid down her life before anything resembling a cock passed her lips. She had this air of some prissy, entitled cunt who had no intention of doing anything but receiving pleasure from others. Now though, it seemed she was somehow satisfied by what he was doing. It was almost as if... this was another way of servicing her, as opposed to receiving a service. How strange, yet how fitting. Izou would forge no complaint. His tip could feel every convulsion of her throat, and his shaft gained a separate source of pleasure by those lavishing tongue strokes. The two would agree, this was a rather pleasant experience. "Fuck~" Izou chimed as he grasped the closet's main hanging rack for leverage. "You're actually good at that. Pretty fitting for the queen of hookers, I think~"

At a certain point, he needed another source of leverage. That free hand of his was atop Kolin's head again, as if to keep it balanced while those long plunges continued to invade the queen's throat. The moisture of her mouth and throat were one matter, but Izou's own preejaculate would only be adding more to the lubrication as time passed. There was... something about that look on her face. He couldn't stop thinking that she was actually getting off on this. Without the ability to see for himself, there was no absolute certainty about this, but... the assumption alone was not without merit. "Kuku~ don't tell me you're getting off on this? Your face says you could almost cum from a throatfucking," he teased further, coming to a singular conclusion as his brain continued processing matters. "Show me." There had to be moisture in the loins of Kolin; Izou was certain of it! If he somehow managed to be wrong, that would likely be the biggest surprise of the day for him.

[Apollymi]

Kolin was still rather obviously working through some things. Of course, she preferred to be on the receiving end of pleasure. But right at this moment she felt like she was being pleased... even though she was the one with someone's appendage buried within her mouth. Strange, was this supposed to feel this way? She wasn't quite sure, she always saw this sort of thing as degrading before she tried it, but Izou's words, even with their teasing quality made it seem as if she was good at this. Actually, they were praise and she still quite enjoyed that. Was this not nearly as degrading as she thought it was? Was this sort of thing just expected? She supposed she could still be very picky about who got to experience her like this, but... that didn't mean she wouldn't get to enjoy it for herself. That sort of worked in her own mind... at the very least, she could appreciate her own skills in this moment. Even without the demeaning words she'd gotten used to from Jason. Perhaps just getting praise for this sort of thing was enough?

For the moments up to now, Izou had been diving in and out of her throat and mouth. She'd been lavishing strokes of her tongue and all but he had more to say. Of course he did. Still he wasn't exactly wrong in his mental musings, she was quite wet after doing this sort of thing. She didn't figure she would actually reach climax from just this... but she could get pretty close. Too bad, he wouldn't just be quiet and enjoy the changes in her personality like any normal person would. She couldn't say anything in response to him. She knew this was something she was enjoying at least in the moment. Still she couldn't stop without knowing his actual opinion on this, she needed him to keep talking to her, even if she was annoyed by him. Or maybe, because she was annoyed by him? She opened her legs in this position so he could see but she also increased her own technique. She'd seen such a thing done before but hadn't bothered trying it at all. She sucked in the air out of her mouth, adding extra pressure to the man's member. She was left with hollowed cheeks and that same look of delight in her eyes. She still hadn't properly stopped. None of this was organic to her being, but she still thought she could do a reasonable job. She could get more praise for this right? She could have this and maybe something else. There were other things she needed to figure out too right?

[Bloodedge]

If it was praise she happened to be looking for, she was certainly doing her part to earn it. Izou was nothing if not elated by almost every choice Kolin made, in spite of her attitude occasionally showing in those spiteful eyes. Actually, the occasional flash of bitchiness caused him to throb with further excitement. He did really enjoy a bit of bite to his women. He noticed her legs were spreading, but did she really think that was enough to show him what he wanted? No, not at all. He wasn't going to bother looking around for confirmation; she had to really show him. "Pfft! Not like that!" he said. "Go on; get a feel for yourself, and show me wha─" He was... cut off? What could have done this? Well, the last thing Izou expected was the vacuum effect of Kolin's mouth, compressing her cheeks and leaving him with neither desire, nor ability to pull back from his most recent thrust. "Fuck!" was what passed his lips instead of what remained of his clause. He almost didn't survive that. A rapid series of throbs made their way through his tool, and with them came a short stream of his seed that leaked its way down the woman's throat. He actually had to pause all movements to laugh, even though doing so left his full length lodged in Kolin's maw. "Oi, oi! If I didn't know any better, I'd say you've been at this for years. Good fuckin' gal~. Now, about that show. Or... maybe you'd rather I just leave this here forever?" Another tease escaped him, and to provide context, he forced and held a single throb. A few minor movements of his hips occurred as well, resulting in his member rubbing along Kolin's tongue as well as the walls of her throat. All the while, he wondered if she would actually obey... or if she actually wanted to leave a dick resting in her throat for an extended period of time.

[Apollymi]

Oh? So simply spreading her legs wasn't enough for him. Ugh, she didn't touch herself, that was what people like him were for but... He shut up for a second there. She looked up into his face with something resembling smugness on her face. It was obviously something she'd done and he went on to praise her for her actions. This of course meant she couldn't stop what she was doing. That reaction made her look at him with a raised brow. It implied 'Tell me more' even while her mouth was full enough and distracted enough that she didn't seem to want to do anything else. Ah, but that wasn't entirely true, and had gotten a new sort of reaction out of him right? She could give a bit in a time like that... even Jason gave a little in response to getting what he desired out of the situation. No. Bad choice in thoughts. She wasn't just copying someone like that. She didn't care what he would have done. Oh, she couldn't afford to get too distracted either, Izou wasn't really the type to rest either.

She didn't put on shows like this for people. She didn't care to show him she was ready, but... with that cock of his sitting in the depths of her throat hard and ready she could hardly resist his instruction. He wanted to see what she had going on below the waist. She could do this... it didn't lose her anything. She slipped her left hand between her legs and found the space quite slick. A gentle squelching noise could be heard before she removed it. Ugh, she hadn't expected to do something so very gross. Even so, she'd go on to hold up that hand and separate her fingers to show this man the sticky clear fluid she'd touched of her own body. It trailed between her fingers like webbing. She really was pretty far along, even by her own understanding. Was it enough? Would it get her more praise? It should... she'd done a good job. her tongue continued to move, as if daring this man to truly leave his meat within her throat. She could easily enjoy the sticky mess he'd leave behind in her mouth, of that she was almost certain.

[Bloodedge]

She had to be joking. Ah, but no, she'd never be the type to do such a thing. Kolin was truly audacious enough to be arrogant toward a man whose genitals she currently ingested. Somehow, Izou found that reaction... fitting. At the very least, she'd actually done something to earn that smugness. He laughed once more, still holding on to the usual jovial tone. "Oi, don't give me that. You know damn well that move almost did me in. How's it taste?" the man asked. He felt a bit of seed slip from him, and knew it was within Kolin at the time.

Oh, she actually touched herself? How surprising. Though he'd been 'allowed' to experience a previous form of hers multiple times, Izou had never seen her reaching into her own womanhood. In doing so here and now, he could hear the proof before even seeing the results. Those fingers rose soon after, trailing the sticky fluid of her nether between them. What would Izou do about this? He'd grin, take her by the wrist, and lick those fingers. It was only fair, after all, and he wasn't without the desire to partake of a woman in this way. "Yeah, I think that's a yes. Good. I like that," he commented on both the flavor, and the behavior he was witnessing. With the moving of Kolin's tongue though, he felt it was almost necessary to leave himself within her throat... so he did. She'd been doing a fine job at maintaining thus far, so he also happened to be curious how long she could last. "I'd even say you could do this as a job. Well─ I guess you are the queen of this sorta thing now, or whatever. . ."

[Apollymi]

Izou was full of quippy commentary. Right now he claimed that she shouldn't have given him such a smug look. She did indeed know she could have done him in at that point. She'd kind of hoped she would. She had a strange desire to taste what his body emitted. Not that she'd be admitting that to anyone. Oh! And it seemed she wouldn't have to admit anything. A bit of seed slipped out the end of Izou and would be played with across her tongue adding further stimulation to his manhood as it stayed inside of her mouth and throat. A gentle swallowing motion would happen as well, she was sort of delighted. This didn't taste bad. She... liked it. Was that good or bad? Was it not specifically Jason that did this sort of thing to her?

Whatever the case, going out of her comfort zone and usual behavior seemed to grant her something more. In the moment after having touched herself, her wrist was grabbed after she showed off that liquid from her body upon them. Much to her surprise, Izou licked this off her fingers without much fuss. Was he really into such a thing? Well she'd allowed him such things before, but she didn't know if she could expect such behaviors to be maintained by him or not. What else, he said something strange... he liked it? Her eyes lit up, somehow she was delighted by this information, actually it made her throb internally almost as much as swallowing his massive cock did. She suddenly wanted more, she didn't tell him he could just relax in her throat, he needed to cum and move on or withdraw and give her something more than praise for her troubles. She looked at him with spite and continued swirling that tongue of hers, she applied more pressure with her jaws, he wasn't just going to sit in her mouth... who did he think she was?

[Bloodedge]

Izou knew she was having a taste. Her tongue hadn't been moving quite the same before, and there was an additional sensation along his shaft that revealed... no, that couldn't be right. Oh. It was. Her developing wetness could have easily been rationalized as something that made sense; maybe she would just realize she was into French kissing or something as a preparatory approach. This, however─ one didn't often see such a thing.

The light in Kolin's eye did not go unnoticed after a simple compliment was paid. What an actual whore she was proving to be, especially given her apparent dissatisfaction when he didn't start moving again. Oh? Was she looking for something more? She should easily understand by now, she'd get nothing but further teasing if she was going to be like that. "Nanda?" he asked, pushing forward just enough to press his pelvis against Kolin's face, throbbing within the depths of her throat once more. Looking down upon her, Izou wore a sly grin. He was surprised she hadn't encountered any breathing troubles thus far; how much training had she gone through to show such progress? "You want something? I know I said you were doing alright, but it's not quite there yet. Y'know, a really good girl knows how to ask for what she wants~"

[Apollymi]

Izou's face seemed to imply that he knew at least a bit of what Kolin was doing. How annoying. He'd never let such a thing go and she well knew it. Just like Jason and his constant demands this one would just be annoying about all the information he had. Ugh, she hated this kind of teasing. Of course, she also kind of liked it... so, what was she actually going to do about it? Well it was almost impossible to look properly cross while you had someone's dick in your mouth, but Kolin had always been one to look a bit angry all the time anyways. When asked what she'd be saying she sort of just looked at him. Why didn't these men understand that she didn't want to talk to them like that. Even Izou seemed to want her to say more to feed into so strange mental image. Why did they want her to verbalize her interest?

Still he seemed to understand at least a bit, and though he had a more than big enough tool to work with, it was a little shy of the sort of girth that could completely choke her. Besides all that she still quite enjoyed the feeling of choking so when he forced a bit extra down her gullet and stopped against her she reached up for his hips and held him there. Her own head moved repeatedly and she swallowed against his tip. She could feel that glorious feeling of almost unconsciousness with little black stars dotting her vision. Oh, she really enjoyed that, and only when she was ready, when she knew it was almost too far, did she force him back out of throat a mumbled word or two around his cock would be all she had to offer. "I didn't tell you to hold back or anything like that. Cum in my mouth and get to work doing something else already..." yep, still biting as a statement even as she continued to let her tongue play along his shaft she opened her mouth wide as if she expected to be complied with and he truly didn't have an option. Her bitchy attitude wouldn't go anywhere, she didn't want teasing or to feed into some male oriented idea of power. She was here for worship, he'd either compliment her and do as she said or leave her alone... why was this so hard to get? Well, probably because she acted like she wasn't this all the time. The men she liked enjoyed teasing her and being contradictory and well, it was easy to do such when you could easily see on her face how moved she was by a moment. But that still wasn't quite something she realized.

[Bloodedge]

It couldn't have been more obvious that this one had a thing for choking on something that had been shoved into her throat. That would be useful information for later, but for now, he was awaiting an answer. The ireful face of Kolin almost implied an actual distaste for his actions... almost. On the other hand, his most recent thrust was met by the grabbing of his hips to keep him lodged in her throat. Ah, so it wasn't simply being a 'bottom' as it were; she was actually into the sensation of it all as well. Izou was no fool─ he could clearly see into the woman's desire, even though any acquiescence would come at his own pace.

Either way, the truth was unveiled when Kolin finally withdrew enough to speak. That was about all he needed, and luckily for the queen... he'd been holding back since that intense suction began in her mouth. Once more, Izou's hand landed atop her head, first patting it almost patronizingly, and then... "Hai hai~♥" he spoke melodically, another throb making its way through his tool as he thrust forward again. This time, he happened to be forceful enough that Kolin's head would be properly pressed against the wall as he reached into her throat. Just a bit spiteful, Izou intended to ejaculate from the very bottom of her throat, as if he planned to have a bit slip into her lungs. He did, however, pull back while doing so. Izou's expulsion was quite the long-winded occurrence; what some would consider a full deposit occurred prior to his retreat, and that same amount didn't stop being unleashed in spurts. From bottom to top, he'd fill every inch of her throat and mouth with his spunk, until a final stream was loosed onto her face and torso. Obviously, she should have no problem with such a thing, given the odor radiating from her earlier this day. Besides, she'd basically demanded it with her own words... though perhaps not so specifically.

[Apollymi]

She'd been demanding once more. It was strange, when this was undertaken on the ship, she'd been not at all in charge of anything. She kind of enjoyed that more than she'd like to admit, but perhaps such things were beyond regular people. In this case at least, Izou was a bit closer to what she wanted, and with a bit of spiteful prodding he would acquiesce to her wishes. He patted her on the head and then pushed himself forward into her mouth once more. Oh, but he'd do a little more than she'd bargained for. He came in epic fashion almost down her throat, she felt it initially and held to avoid swallowing the wrong way. He also didn't stop. His melodic voice implied a bit of spite itself but... Kolin took solace in this. No... satisfaction as he pulled his member from the depths of her throat spurting on his way. Even to the point of pulling out and cumming onto her face and chest. She had no problem with this, though she still looked ireful there was delight in those eyes of hers. Once he was removed from her mouth she allowed it to remain open for a few seconds showing him all that it was before she swallowed that which had been expelled. It really was nice. She truly did like it... Still she couldn't help but be upset, why'd he make her wait so long? "Next time don't make me wait so long..." she said seemingly cross. It hadn't yet dawned upon her that she'd basically offered up such a service again, but it wasn't as if she wouldn't continue to use Izou if he was being useful. Of course it would be now that she got up from the floor and grabbed a towel from this closet, she couldn't well sit around with spunk on her face and and torso though she did lick her lips.

"Now I'll need another bath," she sounded cross but looked satisfied by her current state. That contradictions of her existence were well beyond visible. Oh well, it didn't seem like she'd be trying to change this. She sat a the edge of her own bed she opened up her legs from this angle and looked at the samurai with vague distaste. What would she do in a moment like this, she used her own fingers to open up the folds of her depths. "You did this, and claimed you liked it right? Time for you to own up, Izou." she said still bratty. Oh, but that wasn't really what she meant. "I mean, you're supposed to reward me for doing a good job." That was a bit soft, huh... well, whatever the point was made. She didn't just do this all the time, she had expectations regardless and there was still more she needed to figure out.

[Bloodedge]

Next time, huh? Well, it was rather clear that Kolin would be seeking this sort of exchange again in future. With that mouth full of spunk, she was making a show of it, and... swallowing afterwards? How interesting; Izou would never have pinned this woman as such a submissive. Since she so clearly was, though, it seemed he would have an easier time being more... normal, as it were. "If you don't want to wait so long, make it go faster. You know, since you're so in charge and all," he said mockingly. How she managed to act as if she were actually the one in control while brazenly showing a mouth that had been so recently ejaculated into, was almost baffling. Ah, but whatever.

Kolin spoke of another bath as if she wished to wash away some filth, and even took up a towel upon rising. Did she believe they were done here? No; apparently she didn't. Onto the bed she went, spreading her legs and lips for his viewing pleasure. Yes, he did seemingly cause that moisture he saw between her legs. Yes, he did indeed like it. Yes, she probably did deserve a reward of some sort for showing the skill she had. But... no, it wouldn't be like this. Kolin moving to the bed was pointless. When Izou reached her location, it was not his aim to penetrate. He took hold of the woman, lifted her from the mattress, and ever so casually threw her toward the wall. Of course, he was upon her instantly, pinning her left wrist and lifting her right leg. Yes, this felt more fitting for the type of person she'd been in recent minutes. "I guess you've earned something, but skip the lovey-dovey shit. Missionary isn't you. Well... maybe a mating press, but..." Izou's sentence went unfinished as he plunged into her nether abruptly. No length was spared in that first thrust; this wasn't about romance or anything of the sort. They weren't here to make love, to have sex, any glorified way of addressing the matter─ they were in this room to fuck, and that would be exactly how things went as Izou's jewels began the process of slapping vigorously against Kolin's undercarriage.

[Apollymi]

"Hmpf," Yep, still cross. She didn't even take his teasing seriously. She obviously had no problem taking such things off him, but it still wasn't quite the way she wanted to be. Oh well, this was still enjoyable, and his sassy backtalk was far from something she didn't actually enjoy. Though she talked like she hated it, in actuality, it was comforting compared to the other sorts of men she always dealt with. Kolin had indeed moved to the bed and complained about needing a bath but that would obviously be waiting until they were actually finished and her bathroom was cleaned up again. Whatever the case, when he reached her Izou took hold of her. Was he going to flip her over and take her? That would have been exciting. Oh, but no. Well... not quite. Very quickly, Kolin found her face against the wall of bedroom. One arm pinned above her head and one of her legs lifted as well. What sort of crazy position was this? Well... she was about to find out!

"What?! Of course, I'm not that..." Kolin truly didn't understand romance. She wasn't trying to fall in love with some guy. That was a disgusting idea. She did just want to be fucked and obviously Izou would give this to her. And in a rather new and exciting way to boot. He plunged rather deeply into her. He held nothing back, that thrust just the one was so satisfying. Her mouth fell open with her tongue out. "Perfect!♥~ Keep going!" she demanded. Oh... still that. She wanted more and rougher treatment. This was new and exciting as long as he could keep up the pace she could enjoy this. Inside her body tightened reflexively. She could finish like this... she definitely could. This was wonderful. Nothing else mattered this could definitely work. In the passing moments her mind didn't even drift. How could it when she could feel this man's balls slapping against her undercarriage while he ploughed her so roughly against this wall. Actually, the wall was kind of good too, such a hard surface with no give. Oh... floors would work for this sort of thing too right? Yeah, that's the kind of thing she wanted.

[Bloodedge]

Ah, that was more like it. Now was finally the time for all that attitude to fade away under the weight of his shaft. "Not that what?" he asked, though he didn't even care for an answer. All the naysaying and ordering Kolin had been doing, all disappeared, to be replaced by claims of this being... perfect, as she put it. Oh, how quickly she'd gone from trying to order him around, to wanting his methods continued. She definitely wouldn't be allowed to live that down. "Perfect, huh? You're sounding more like a whore by the minute," he claimed. No matter. Izou was going to continue, even if only because he could hardly stop the movement of his own hips. As if Kolin's mouth wasn't enough, he now felt as if he was being pulled inward by the queen's body. Every grip of her interior felt like another vacuum. How strange. At this angle, Izou was quite certain his balls were slamming themselves against that bundle of nerves presently positioned under her entrance, yet she offered the exact opposite of a complaint or negative reaction. He was also sure her cervix was being bypassed already, which normally warranted a very different reaction. There was only one meaning to be taken from this, expressed as Izou's arm lifted the woman's leg higher and higher for even greater depth of penetration. "You really are, aren't you? You're getting off from what most women run away from!"

[Apollymi]

Not what? Well the kind of girl who cared about romance. She didn't like kissing or anything like that. She wasn't engaging with people to make them feel better, this was about her. She was by definition selfish, she only hadn't realized before now, what kind of selfish she was. What was more, Izou stated that she sounded like a whore... maybe that was true. She liked the depth he currently reached within her. She liked when he shoved his dick down her throat, she was strange this way but it wasn't about him. It was about her. Yes. That was right, she was still in charge here... and that was how she saw it. "Shut up, I just like I what I like. Take the compliment and keep going!" Oh so bossy. Well, this man got a lot less of such a sentiment from her than most would. Actually, she was quite certain that this depth was just as deep as Jason had managed. Oh yes, he was hitting the end of her with her leg up like this... it was great. His balls were even slapping against her clit, what an impressive bit of extra stimulation. Yes. She was making him put in a lot of effort and it was all for her. That's how she could rationalize this, that is how she could be made okay with the taking such a pounding while smiling happily about it. It didn't matter what he was saying, it was praise for her. It didn't matter that he was hitting the very depths of her body, it was done just for her. "I'm not most women, this shit is great!~" Yep, that was just a compliment, she was close now, actually a couple extra knocks against her cervix and her body would tighten around this man without any further prompting. "Fuck yes!♥~" That fool Jason wasn't special obviously she'd just wanted something different. Yeah... that made sense. Just something different.

[Bloodedge]

Yes, something different. Something very... different. Ah, but it wasn't at all. There were many classifications for the type of person Kolin proved herself to be, but perhaps she'd been too much of a self-sheltered individual to realize that. Things would have been very different if she'd known long ago that she wasn't at all strange, Izou thought. Yes, most women were not fans of this specific approach... though that didn't mean there weren't many who were into it. Whatever the case may have been, Izou was content to enjoy himself. Having Kolin be so complacent with his own natural leaning was a boon, even though she continued to bitch her way through every sentence, in spite of how obvious it was that she was relishing the rougher treatment. "Yeah yeah, quit your yappin' unless you want to goad me into plugging your mouth again." Izou wondered how far she would actually go with this. How far could he go before any amount of legitimate fury was thrown his way? Well... he wasn't going to sit around and wonder.

So then, what was he to do? He didn't need to keep holding Kolin's wrist while his body was already pressing her against the wall. This face had long hair, so he thought to pull her head back by it, while her breasts were being squeezed against that flat surface ahead. What of the other hand? It seemed he hadn't lifted her leg high enough to make an impact. Higher and higher still was the goal then, until his own arm was stretched over their heads, that hand holding Kolin by the ankle. Had she ever done a split before? He'd never seen it, but... whatever; surely she wouldn't mind learning, if not.

[Apollymi]

Kolin was now a very strange individual. Of course, she was now coming to find that she simply liked a certain method of sex. It really didn't change the fact that she was exceedingly picky about who she allowed to join her in coitus, they just now had additional requirements to meet. Izou for one, was doing this spectacularly, but he was also one of few she could trust to do this anyways. And how was he proving himself right just now. Oh, a threat shot her way at her constant yapping at him. "Is that all it would take?" And full circle such a statement came. Still she didn't have any legitimate complaints about the way he was treating her now. And it would only get better. He got rougher, letting go of her wrist and pulling he hair with one hand. Her eyes widened. That tingling sensation across her scalp was quite good. Her eyes rolled back a bit, how very lovely. And he wasn't done yet, he pushed at her leg. It got higher and higher and it tightened her within. "Aaaaah!♥~" That might have been too much but she definitely didn't hate it. It wasn't as rough as when Jason did it, but it was still really nice. Oh... why was she thinking about Jason. He didn't matter at all right now... Izou was doing such good work. "This is what I came here for!" yep, praise. That is what she'd do, bottle up all of those thoughts of the desert and enjoy the fact that she had someone on hand to give her the kind of treatment she needed.

[Bloodedge]

In response to his claim of plugging her mouth, Kolin offered an interestingly flirty inquiry. In fact, yes, that would be all it took. Izou snickered. Perhaps he would do just that when this exchange reached its end. But for now... this was what she came here for, was it? Had she returned to Dis just to experience a bit of rough sex? Obviously not, but the sentence alone was enough to be satisfying. That tightening of her undercarriage was finally paying off, if Kolin's wails were any indicator. At this rate, it felt as if she'd snap him in two, but it was quite the pleasant feeling for Izou. A hefty bit of pressure could only be a positive thing while sufficient lubrication was present. One had to wonder how much more Izou could get away with, considering how well she was responding to every increase in roughness. Perhaps he'd find the limit soon enough; obviously this wasn't it. "H'oh? Tell me more. From the looks of it, this isn't the line. C'mon, let the class know how intense the study session can be. Sensei can adapt for a good gal~" He spoke truth. What better way was there to find the limit, than to be informed directly? Of course, there was always the option to find out for himself. Maybe he'd take that one, but if Kolin happened to be opposed to that... well, that was something to be dealt with after they finished as such regardless. It wasn't as if he was going to step it up again, just to stop thereafter. . .

[Apollymi]

That tightening was indeed pleasant for Kolin. Actually, the hair pulling too... maybe more. Actually, definitely more. She definitely came here for this. Actually here was a bit open ended. She didn't mean she came back to the city for this. It meant she'd come to Izou for this... she wasn't actually sure if he'd make it work out. Well, aside from knowing that he was tooled for the job. Still, his words made her eyes narrow and she looked back at him in this moment as if considering for just a moment what to tell him. This was a strange thing to do, she wasn't sure what she wanted to admit to, in this case, Izou was one of her more trusted companions. Not a dog, not a pet and not someone who followed. Oh, well that was about it... "There isn't much you can do right now to upset me," she said there was a strange edge to that sentence. She simply couldn't be soft, he wanted to adjust she'd find out how much. "Fuck me harder, pull my hair do it like you hate me and make sure I cum hard!" there instructions. That was about all she could manage. Actually this position was quite fun and he could be more abusive to her in the moment and she truly wouldn't mind. The pain of it would make the interaction better and guarantee her a certain amount of pleasantry.

[Bloodedge]

Izou wondered what the extent of Kolin's masochism was, and according to her, anything upsetting would be difficult. What a strange clause that was. She wanted it harder, as if he hated her? That much was easy, considering how she... wait─ surely that wasn't possible! "Kukuku~" Izou laughed while thrusting forward again, following this with a stirring motion within Kolin's deepest reaches. "Is that why you're such a bitch? You want someone to hate you, to take out their anger by raping you through the night?" he asked. "Alright. Easy job," was the conclusion. That very sentence was one he said quite often. One of Kolin's previous identities, the one he knew originally, often received that phrase before Izou went on a murder spree of some sort. Now, he would treat this instance of coitus as such a thing.

So, she wanted to be hated. She wanted to be used and abused, and she wanted her orgasm to be something great. Easy. He abandoned the idea of pulling her hair, though; he had a much better idea. One of her legs had been lifted to a ridiculous height, so what if he did the same with the other? Well, lifting that other leg was no issue for Izou. Soon enough, both of Kolin's feet would be planted against the wall, leaving her backside open for Izou's continued thrusting while he sandwiched her betwixt the wall and himself. "Let's go for this, then. Feel free to commentate~" he sang. How would she fare when her legs were like this, and gravity was added to the mix? Time would tell.

[Apollymi]

Laughter. Of course, he laughed at this. Actually she didn't expect much else from the man. In all their encounters his rather laid back attitude was about par for the course. Even so, she managed to be quite surprised by his follow up statement. Did she want that? "No I'm a bitch for a different reason... this is a recent discovery," she said in all seriousness. It was the truth, but what came of this was actually just his acquiescence. The exact words of this acceptance were ones she'd heard before, 'Easy job.' Hm, if he really was capable of such a thing, perhaps she could be reasonable for a while at least. She'd find out soon enough what he had planned to make this happen and it was surprising to say the least. His initial words came with a stirring which caused her hips to buck ever so slightly. Still she didn't wish to waste too much energy in this sort of thing. "Oooh?!~"

Beyond this point her other leg was soon lifted and though he abandoned pulling her hair, he effectively sandwiched her between the wall and himself. How strange. This was very different from the norm, and she liked it. He was still digging into her undercarriage but gravity was added along with it. He was reaching so deep that she could barely piece herself together. Were their stars in her vision now? She was moaning. Oh... this was indeed quite rough, actually it was exactly what she'd asked for. Izou was definitely the way to go. "That's what I'm fucking talking about!~" she screamed. Oh yes, this was quite good. She could feel it building up each knock on her insides was too deep, blinding each brush against her felt of violence, but also extreme pleasure. She needed this, she wanted this! Her tongue was hanging out of her mouth, she looked star crossed when she finished. Her entire body tightened up from such a feeling, how ridiculous to do something like this and how amazing. She should have Izou break in her next face too... this was far too good of a feeling.

[Bloodedge]

Even Kolin herself understood how much of a bitch she was. That was good to know. Even so, she declared that it was for a different reason entirely. What could it have been? Well, Izou wouldn't be asking; it didn't matter to him one bit. The only thing of importance to him now, was having a good time while finding out how much of a better time he could have later. This version of the woman was to die, but what of the next one? She'd already said Izou would likely prefer it, and if he was to take the clothing selection as a sign of that... she was very right.

This new position was doing its job nicely. Izou wouldn't have expected much of a difference, but he knew better. She might have been pinned against a wall in her recent experiences, or something of the sort, but he refused to believe she had ever been contorted to any extent. The current, very secure hold of his cock told that tale. Damned be whatever exclamations Kolin had to offer; the fact that he could feel every clench, every quiver, revealed everything he needed to know. Ah, but even this wouldn't last. If this face was going to disappear after he had a single experience with it, he was going to use it for all it was worth. What if the next one had less of an ass on her? That wouldn't suffice for his bucket list, considering the current form was already such an upgrade to the one he previously knew. Keeping these things in mind, several minutes later, he'd maneuvered around the room a couple more times. Such a rump was made for spanking mid-coitus, and thus had to be bent over something eventually. Ah, a desk would do the trick! He'd have her leaned over that, one leg propped up by a chair in what he assumed was the final leg of this little journey. There, he was taking his last strokes while ensuring Kolin's bottom had a nice hue added to it by means of his very busy hand. Of course, the passage of time had also caused the woman to be splashed with seed a few times over, in varying locations. . .

[Apollymi]

Kolin was being used thoroughly. As time passed she found herself contorted into strange positions, plunged into with great viciousness. Her ass smacked repeatedly her body tightened loosened and twisted. She loved it. Actually, this would be the last real go for a face she wore, it was likely one of the top ones she'd had. Though she'd been drowning initially in thoughts of the Captain of the Argo, she eventually managed to push him aside and focus only the on the samurai who dominated her body in a way she hadn't known before. She'd been moved around several times, she was covered in this man's semen, she was being rather roughly treated currently to the top of her desk. She could still feel the stinging of her butt cheeks under the palm of this heavy handed individual. Still, she was elated. Her body tightened with each and every slap and though she'd reached a great number of finishes, this one coming seemed to be building into something quite great. "Izou♥!~" she moaned as she finished, it was so happy. She was satisfied, tongue hanging out drooling on top of her desk. She looked as if she'd never known better satisfaction. There was nothing else in her mind right now, only this man and his work and those glorious blossoming feelings. It was really too bad this face was going to be gone so soon, but she could definitely use Izou to this end later. He was right though, he'd made this whole thing look rather easy.

[Bloodedge]

This desk happened to be the most satisfying experience thus far for Izou. Well, that was a tough thing to say for certain. The use of her mouth had been an incredible deal, though the sex itself was nothing to shake a stick at either. He could honestly say it was worth waiting around in this godforsaken place for over a decade, especially knowing he could later have access to another version of this same woman. Oh, and when his next chance to act as an assassin came around... to keep things short, his pipe was going to become far more satisfying as time passed.

Oh. Speaking of time, it was almost the end of the line for Izou. Kolin achieved climax, clenching and slicking his member one final time for this session. Izou was almost rubbing himself raw at this point, but the extra moisture here was more than enough to carry him a few thrusts further. "Yare yare. Since this you is gonna die, I guess it's safe if I just..." Was there even a point to finishing his sentence? No. With one final, more intense slap to the woman's rear, he thrusted until her cheeks were nearly pressed flat by his pelvis. As a grand finale of sorts, he'd decided it was worthwhile to fill her womb with seed. Of course, he hadn't a clue that such a thing had already been done numerous times in the past few days. In Izou's mind, he was avoiding any potential pregnancies with the fact that Kolin, as she was, would soon die. So... he may as well get to have a bit of extra satisfaction, with a good, solid exhale.

[Apollymi]

Kolin was having a great time, her final flourish was only slightly interrupted by the speech of Izou. Actually, his words were strange ones, she'd never told him she'd have a problem if he did cum within the confines of her body. Actually, she was pretty fond of that sensation to start with, and as such when he took charge and did that with his final thrust, her body seized again and she saw stars in her vision. "AAAAH~ Fuck that's so good!~" she moaned once more. Yes, Izou was definitely one to keep around for this sort of thing. She caught her breath and enjoyed her happy after moment. Nothing at all could make this any worse for her. Yes, she was covered in bodily fluids and sweat and yes, this face still needed to die. Even so, there was far less to be concerned about than she thought originally.

In the background of the room she heard scurrying about by feet. She could assume her bathroom had been cleaned and she found herself rolling over on her desk and wiping drool away from her mouth with the back of her hand. Izou had been surprisingly worth waiting for. She didn't feel like she was missing out on anything. And for the first time in weeks her mind was finally quiet. She didn't know how long it would last, nor did she have any idea why it was always so bad, but... at least right just now she felt more reasonable than she had in a long time. A bath, figuring out a sacrifice to summon a demon, properly opening Dis. These were things that needed to be done. Her plans hadn't changed, she simply now had the clarity to get everything done.

[Bloodedge]

Ah, there was one fun little fact about this woman's faces. In spite of the fact that she didn't tell someone she'd take issue with something they may do, she often took issue with what someone did. Oh well; Izou liked to gamble, and he liked to push buttons. He also hated children─ especially the idea of any being linked to himself. Maybe he'd take advantage of this soon-to-be deceased Avatar again in the future, depending on how long it lasted. While slowly removing his erection from the queen's core, he watched her folds collapse before that thick, white solution that already adorned her body began to drizzle its way out. He was... content. One additional slap, and he was moving away. "Leagues better than before, I'd say. Keep that energy next time. Oh─ we're forgetting about my reward for a good job now, aren't we?" he asked, bringing attention to his groin now dripping in a mix of sex juices.

Of course, Izou wasn't the type to be done just yet. Their session had come to an end, sure, but he wasn't going to travel elsewhere in this mess of a city just to clean himself off. Whether Kolin treated his issue or not, there was still sweat and whatnot to be dealt with... so he was definitely going to intrude on her bath. He'd seen that tub being far too large for a single person; perish the thought that they wouldn't be sharing it, despite any potential naysaying from the queen.

[Apollymi]

And talking once more. She looked to Izou after he withdrew from her core and felt the slow drip happening from her core. He wanted a reward for his job well done. She turned to look at him with a raised brow as she sat up on her desk. "I don't remember agreeing to that..." Still, she'd been complimented and looking at him like that after he'd worked so hard to please her... was she the type to reward in the aftermath? Well, maybe she'd try it this once and if she didn't like it... she wouldn't do it again. Yep, that seemed logical enough, she moved from the desk and took to her knees before this man she would be there for a few moments licking his member clean of their combined juices. She didn't really hate this. She didn't like it... but she didn't hate it. Ah, whatever. When she finished lavishing tongue strokes over his groin, she stood and walked towards her bath again.

Upon entering it was clean once more, not a single sign of what she'd done to poor Leorio in the space. She went to rinse off her body in the shower, making use of the most generic soap. "Ugh... fucking Nerys spoiled me. Fucking traitor living on a desert pirate ship instead of here... I wouldn't have been that bad," she mumbled. Of course, she was trying to torture Nerys and maybe she would have killed her given how she felt a few days ago. But she would have regretted it a little. Didn't that count for something, she was already regretting not having her, wasn't that enough? This soap was really trash. So was the shampoo, so were well... all of the amenities she had in this place. If Zuria had been good for one thing, it was the modern solutions thought up by that cowardly healer. And now that dumb bitch was just sitting in the desert on a ship, not being useful at all to Kolin. She needed to find a reasonable alchemist in this shit city, get herself some custom stuff and better things. Maybe someone to make a drug or two as well, Nerys was talking about stuff like that before she started locking herself up in her workshop all the time. When Kolin was done, she'd find herself soaking in her clean tub smelling like generic cleanliness. She was going to think on several things.

[Bloodedge]

She didn't remember agreeing to that? Of course she didn't; it never happened. Ah, but she also didn't explicitly say 'no' to the idea. What became of this? Just as Izou anticipated, Kolin kneeled for the sake of cleaning him off with her mouth. There was no way she could ever legitimately deny that she enjoyed offering these services; she looked far too pleased to be doing it. Of course, one could always pin her as the type to contradict herself to the bitter end, likely unless she was being stuffed at the time of discussion. "Got your memory back now, yeah? Good job," he joked.

Soon enough, he was sitting across from Kolin in that same bathtub. The oh-so-boring soap Kolin was having issues with, was something he'd adjusted to over the years. Apparently though, there were enough commodities missing from her life now, that she blamed the treachery of Nerys for lacking. Pipe in hand, Izou took a single drag before handing the object toward the queen. "No clue what a Nerys is. Is missing out really that bad? Even though it's not up to snuff yet, this place is looking like a pretty sweet gig. It could use a little bit more oomph, but can't every place?"

[Apollymi]

She during her time period managed to give Izou a pretty spiteful look. Still, she wasn't actually displeased. The contradictory nature of her current self was something she didn't have very much control over. Whatever the case, her self mumblings were heard by Izou who took it upon himself to talk more. Questioning her words and claiming that this place was pretty good but that it wasn't missing that much. "Ugh, you don't understand. Nerys was a healer and alchemist. She said she was something stupid long weird boring originally but that it meant she knew how to make a lot of chemical stuff. She made shampoo, bath oil, good smelling soap... ugh modern luxuries I missed those. Do you have any idea how much people like me miss cosmetics?!" she said rubbing a hand over her face within the tub. When she thought about it, she hadn't agreed at all to share this bath with Izou, she wondered why he was still here. But... she supposed he was like this in general. "And yeah, it isn't bad, I just wish I had the stuff. Stuff I got used to having for five fucking years. Lotion. Do you have any idea how necessary lotion is when you're living in a freezing cold place?" Kolin was having problems adjusting to the quality of life downgrade she was about to experience. "So yeah, this place needs stuff and now I have to add it to my ever growing list of shit to do..." she said leaning her head back. "I also don't remember agreeing to share this bath with you," she mentioned only to find the man offering her his pipe. How strange... she accepted it just the same as she had before taking a slow drag before passing it back wondering about his reasoning behind doing such a thing.

[Bloodedge]

"Healer and alchemist, huh? Sou ka. Sounds like you should send to Maurenia. They've got a school for potions, and other stuff that used to get on my damn nerves. Good luck getting past that side of the desert, though. That damn Berserker is out on that end," Izou spoke while sinking into the tub's water, up to his armpits. His arms themselves stretched out over the edge, his lower extremities easily reaching Kolin's side. "Cosmetics are cool and all, but you don't need any of that shit. You've got enough dogs herding around you, they'd probably lick the mud off your crusty feet." As these words were spoken, Izou reached under the water's surface to grab Kolin's foot, lifting it, and pointing at it with his free hand. "If they were crusty, of course~"

After this much time, she was finally talking about the fact that he'd entered her bath? It was quite late for that now, wasn't it? Oh well. Releasing the woman's foot back into the water, he shrugged in an exaggerated manner. "Crazy, right? I don't remember asking. Must be something in the air, or maybe I filled my pipe with the wrong stuff today. Whatever; I'm here now, and I don't hear you complaining about having a long-dicked samurai in your bath with you. Oh! You're welcome~♥"

[Apollymi]

Beyond his usefulness as a sex-partner, Izou was apparently good for general information as well. According to him, there was a place she could send for an individual to fill the hole of current lifestyle. Ah, but there was a Berserker between her and this apparent goal. Kolin's brow rose drastically, it was quite unusual for him to say someone like that existed while claiming to be bored. "Oh? You didn't kill a Berserker in the desert? No wonder you're bored, it sounds like you're slacking♥!~" she mused, this statement was both teasing and meant to make the man explain what exactly it was about this Berserker that it's life hadn't been claimed by a man who simply enjoyed the challenge of fighting and killing. Oh? And compliments... according to this man she didn't need things like cosmetics. Those who followed and did things for her would do everything she required even without her access to such things. He even lifted her foot and made a joke. Yes, that was his way, even after more than a decade he was somewhat constant for her. "Oh? Flattery? Were you always good at that?" she asked of the man before exhaling a sigh.

"The cosmetics are not for them. Nothing is ever for them... it is for me. I like it. I want it. I deserve it. Nothing will stand between me and what I want..." Kolin's words were the truth as she saw it. And gave a great deal of insight into the type of person she actually was. If one managed to be like this for something as inconsequential as a luxury item... it only stood to reason that she was more adamant about things which mattered to her. Oh well, that wasn't worth thinking about too much. What was worth thinking about, the naked samurai also occupying her bath. Was she complaining about this man's presence? No, not really. Still, she couldn't help but be exasperated. "Ah, you do know you're annoying right?" she asked him not that she expected anything more than another sassy answer. "But you're right... I'm not actually complaining. And I'm not thanking you..." the woman scoffed. Oh yes, her nature was too contradictory. Even when she was calm she was still not able to properly express herself. It was quite terrible.

[Bloodedge]

Izou did not enter a deathmatch with the Berserker found in the desert, and he never intended to do so. Was he truly slacking? Was this just one thing he avoided doing, simply because he didn't feel like it? No. In this case, he was making the wisest decision possible. That thing was not killable with a sword, or perhaps even with anything physical. It was a mindless monster, capable of only killing. It was also... a legendary hero. "Feel free to send someone who can actually kill that thing. I like to fight, but a tussle with Heracles isn't what I would call fair," he explained.

Was it flattery he employed? Hardly. Izou hated the concept of makeup and the like, in most cases. So many women never had a need of it, yet so many made use of such things regardless. And then... there were the types who used it to conceal their hideous features. Those vile, disgusting vermin were the scum of the world, walking around with their baited faces and their push-up bras! What did a guy have to do to find a naturally-massive rack and some nice facial features? Well... apparently coming to Dis was the answer, so he supposed that was the real reason for him being here. Hell, he'd probably stick around even if there weren't soon to be whores as far as the eye could see─ especially after recent discoveries about the woman in charge of Dis. "If you're into it, that's fine. I don't imagine you'd be the type to overdo it, and it's not like you're using all that stuff to cover up an ugly ass face or anything. Oh, and yeah, I might be something similar to annoying," he added, shrugging it off. "You like it, though. Be honest; nothing beats having someone around other than those tagalongs that leash themselves to that huge rack of yours. So... you're still welcome."

[Apollymi]

Izou made a claim that he wasn't slacking and that she should send someone out to kill the berserker who was actually capable of it. The claim being that he was someone called Heracles. Kolin's left brow rose at this, as it was said as if she should recognize it and truly... she didn't. "Am I supposed to know who that is? I definitely have no idea... but if you aren't willing or able to kill him... it'd be a waste of resources to try and take him on. I mean you're the best at killing I have access to, if you don't think you can... I'd have to throw too many people at the problem... well at least right now. It is starting to seem like I am actually going to need that creature from the abyss," the blonde mentioned. It was still something she was giving consideration to, Beatrice hadn't ever led her astray. As such, the nun was technically the most trust worthy woman that any face of Mai's had ever come across.

Moving right along, it would be Izou who spoke on the matter of cosmetics. He seemed quite hardcore about the idea that she didn't need them, but apparently trusted her judgement with them. "It's not like I want a face full of make up or anything of the sort. I just want to smell like what I want to smell like and have soft skin. It's hardly something to be overdone," the woman mentioned. If they'd been different people, she might have questioned his dislike of such things. But she was currently someone who could only concern themselves with things that mattered to them in a very strange way. He went on to point out that he was something like annoying but that she liked it, because he was different from the others who tied themselves to her. This was... kind of true. "Well, at least you aren't boring. I'll give you that..." she said with a casual roll of her eyes. "I'm still not thanking you," she stated flatly. Still contradictory even at the very end but, Kolin was rather prone to being that way in the first place. She should probably figure out her next steps and remove herself from this tub... but, maybe, just maybe she was actually enjoying Izou's company.

[Bloodedge]

She... had to be joking, right? Why did she look so serious? No, that wasn't possible! This woman, who'd allegedly been around for millennia, didn't know the legend of Heracles? Izou was aghast at the thought! "... Heracles? Legendary ancient Hero? Twelve Labors? Demigod son of Zeus, turned god by the end of his tale? Now reduced to a mindless, damn-near 10-foot tall muscle machine of death? He was already out in the desert when this place was set up; he's just walks around fighting whatever shows up. They had a whole show about the guy back in our world, and you don't know who he is when you used to be a goddess here?"

Rant aside, Izou would definitely agree that a demon summoning would be necessary. If Kolin intended to do something about that monster, no living human could get the job done. Actually, he wasn't even sure if Heracles was killable in his current form. Maybe he was? Izou wouldn't be the one to find out, unless the reward for doing so held greater value than his own life... which was very unlikely, considering there was hardly a thing he didn't have access to, that he would otherwise seek. "I recommend the weird Satan contract. And, yeah... I didn't think about the smells and all that jazz. Soft skin's nice on a woman too, so whatever," he chanted, casually waving a hand about while clamping his teeth around his pipe's tip. He would be removing himself from the bath, foregoing drying as he sat against the tub's edge. As cooling water cascaded from his body onto the floor, he carelessly continued the more... lighthearted part of their discussion. "You don't have to thank me. Next time you're on your knees with your mouth open, I'll take that as thanks. Fair trade?"

[Apollymi]

Why did he look so incredulous? Was there something here she was supposed to know? Some reason she should have known it? Well, Kolin was about to get a full lesson in the apparently Ancient Hero. Apparently he was the son of a god, who became a full god. He'd performed some set of tasks and eventually fallen into the state of a Berserker in the desert. Apparently this was some sort of layover from their home world. But it wasn't like she had interests in things like fiction in her previous life. "Oh? Someone like that huh? Well it isn't like I have interest in heroes or anything..." she said. Oh. How interesting. That last part of that sentence as a lie. The truth of Mai was that she did like a hero... actually she liked one in particular but she'd never be saying that to anyone ever. Not until she got her revenge. "As for our world. I wasn't into stuff like that... boring tv and history. I didn't get out of going to school to be stuck watching stuff like that on tv," she said with a scoff. She was truly a strange woman. Well maybe she wasn't strange but she'd definitely not ended up in this world nor playing the game that led to it, by normal amounts of interest. "And while being a goddess the lives of mortals were hardly my concern. Aside from the blessings I handed out, I was busy... too busy to track one random hero." Another lie. She'd definitely been stalking one random hero... so much so, that she'd gone off the deep end when he'd rejected her. Thus ending her here. Millenia later with nothing but a grudge and a dream of ascension. Ah, but she'd not told a single lie today until they got to the topic of heroes. Perhaps if she'd been a bit more learned she might have been able to properly talk to Jason. Perhaps if she'd been a bit more into such things... the Hero whose attention she wanted wouldn't have been outside of her grasp. Maybe... if she'd put forth any real effort... she wouldn't have been constantly longing.

But it seemed regardless of what she thought, Izou thought her abyss contract was one worth taking. She could agree. Especially when knowing about the good knights she'd lost. A boy playing at King Arthur, The Spirit Knight and the Sword Saint. Those losses alone were quite disturbing. Even if Arthur wasn't the real King Arthur a fake one who could replace one of the objects of her hatred was about all she could ask for. Ah, but then what kind of sacrifice to make? It'd kind of be worth it to lose some undesirables to get a devil with the necessary power to help her subdue the berserker in the desert. "Of course you didn't think about that part. Guys never do until the encounter the opposite. Then they'll talk shit about how gross some random chick is... that's nature. As for the devil, I'll make my contract... maybe have the first real test of it being helping me find a way to control that berserker. I'd rather not kill someone I can use," she said. And she meant it, in more ways than one. Still Izou lifted himself out of the bath, dripping water everywhere. Luckily she didn't have to care about that sort of thing. She had people to worry about stuff like that... she had no concerns. Still his last more lighthearted words made her scoff, as she tended to do. "Take that as you will.... I still don't do anything for anyone but me. What you get out of that sort of thing is up to you..." and she meant that too... strangely. Still, Izou had never displeased her in anyway. She could let him annoy her and take all his liberties because unlike most others, being in his company for longer than a few moments didn't make her skin crawl. Maybe that was the appeal of one like him?

[Bloodedge]

"Interest or not, Heracles might be one of the strongest things in the world right now. Well... this part of it, at least. That hurts to say, so don't go ignoring the fact that I said it," Izou mentioned. He could move on from the fact that Kolin never observed historical and mythological figures despite previously being one herself, if only to maintain his own sanity for the duration of their interaction. But how could she have─ no! Moving on!

True enough, the finer intricacies of things were often lost until the lack of those little features was experienced. Izou would never give consideration to how the average woman smelled, or the texture of their skin... unless he encountered a lass with the skin texture of an iguana, the scent of fish left out in the sun, and so on. Well, the types who would have those features were never the ones catching his eye anyway. Izou, in life, liked them a bit prissier, but not too much so. Kolin and the previous identity she held, actually fit the bill quite nicely, though her inability to know the more casual side of life was an annoyance. Whatever the case, it seemed Kolin planned not to kill Heracles, but to take control of him. At face value, it was a very dumb decision to make. Well... as long as he had nothing to do with that damn Berserker, all was fine. "Yare yare. You never even think of doing nothing, do you?" Izou questioned with an exasperated sigh. "Whatever. If you're doing stuff for your own sake, nobody's got a right to complain about it. That one thing, though─ it doesn't matter who you're doing it for. A guy's going to get his rocks off anyway, so it's for him in the end regardless of what you wanted to happen."

[Apollymi]

For someone who'd been discouraging of doing something with Heracles, Izou was doing a fairly good job of upselling the man/demigod/berserker... whatever. According to him, it hurt him to admit the strength of that man... somehow this wasn't surprising. Izou was a man who prided himself on his skill and strength, knowing he couldn't kill something was probably a mark against his pride. Perhaps making such a creature his comrade would free him of his burden. "I won't forget you said it. It looks like it was a pretty painful utterance..." the woman teased. Of course, she would take him at his word, but the plotting had to continue. She had goals after all, even if what she wanted was scary, she still fully intended to reach that point again.

As their conversation went on, Kolin never thought of what this man's preferences might have been. What kind of women he might have liked, she was the height of likeability right? So him liking her was proof enough he had reasonable taste. Whatever the case, he took issue with her rather obvious plot to take over the Berserker in the sands. She didn't think of doing nothing... he was quite right. It was a flaw with this one. Or rather maybe not just this one, being in charge of things and wanting to have everything under her own control was a flaw of her personality. Especially when one considered how lazy she actually was and how little knowledge she had of the things she apparently wanted. "Doing nothing gains me no benefit. It's bad to let such things stand," she said with a shrug. She could have left him alone. Let him raise hell all through the desert. He could have been considered just another obstacle to reaching this place... but that wouldn't do at all. She needed more people on her side regardless. Especially people she could use to conquer that oath she made. Divinity would do nicely for that sort of thing. Besides... if she could take a bit of his, she could begin cultivating her own. She stood from her bath, if she stayed any longer, she'd start pruning and that would be bad. Out she walked dripping wet foot prints being left all over the floor. "Ugh, you shouldn't have told me that... I'm not the sort who gives anything to anyone..." she said and this was the truth. How could she enjoy something if it was a gift for someone else? That didn't make sense. Whatever, that and many other things would be what she thought about it. Until it was time to take the next few steps of her plans.

[Bloodedge]

The things Kolin had to say, made sense... as things coming from her, at least. All things were for the queen's benefit; that seemed to be a running theme with this one. Izou couldn't fault it. If she was going to be both stuck-up and selfish to such a ridiculous extent, there was nothing to be done about it. People came in different flavors; some simply tasted a bit more... bitter than others. Well, a bitter flavor was alright, depending on the dish. "Don't be the sort who gives to anyone, then. Let's be honest, that info dump isn't going to do shit for you. You'll keep doing that anyway, not to give to somebody else, but because you're not going to not do something you want for the sake of not giving to others. That's just how you work."

With that said, Izou was content to abandon the current discussion, as well as the bathroom. Was he going to get dressed first? No; he would actually walk around nude, dripping bathwater down the corridors. This was a city of whores, so perhaps some would pass him by and take an early interest in a potential patron, prior to the market for such women becoming readily available. Ah, genius investments.

[Apollymi]

A bit of passing advice from Izou before he left. How interesting. His words made a great deal of sense, maybe? She couldn't be sure. One thing was for certain she could be herself in moments and it wouldn't matter. Even if she was contradictory, even if she was bitter. None of it would matter so long as she got what she wanted. No one could complain because it simply wasn't their place to do so. She watched as Izou strutted out of her room naked. "I'm still not thanking you." Yep. Contradictory to the very end. In for a penny, in for a pound. She'd remain this way.

A bit of sleep, in a comfortable bed, and more time to think, and she'd come to a few conclusions. Whoever she sacrificed she wanted that particular bad karma applied to this face. No need to waste the buildup on a new one. She'd summon her little devil friend when the ritual was ready by whatever method of sacrifice she decided and then, she'd let the seemingly anxious Charles claim this face's life. With all that done, she'd resurrect in her new body and clothes. She'd put them on that Avatar in private. She didn't want to reveal too much too soon. This was all about the show, her followers would always get the same quality of reveal that she wanted to give. Ah, then when she was ready she could do a bunch of other things. Use the devil to help make the start of this little city into something. A few more administrative tasks and then she could leave this place to run itself and feed her proper rise to power. Beatrice was at least a positive in this, that woman worked miracles. They'd spoken a couple more times, and Kolin had given the go ahead for her to fully integrate the application of those anti-pregnancy marks. Of course, this came with a direct siphon for her own power as well, as a stipulation to make sure they were always happy for the customer. It was added to her to-do list. It was interesting to know such effects could be applied to those. She might make use of them later... for punishments to some. Yes... that seemed like a good idea. What else was there... the VIP section. She was waiting on word about that. Those people were among the first to be given their marks and they were now at work making sure that place was up to par. Beatrice was supervising that as well. Did that wicked nun not need to sleep? Well that was hardly worth any extra concern.

"Ma'am the circle is ready." she mentioned casually. Those narrow eyes of hers seeming to be delighted. "Also the VIP section will be completed by the morning and whenever you are ready... that ritual is set up in the throne room." she said taking the opportunity to make more of an explanation. "You simply must evoke the magic circle and it will grow to accommodate the size of the sacrifice. There after the visitor from the other side will appear and you'll negotiate your terms from there." she said with a swift bow. "Uh... really? That was fast." she said before aiming her attention elsewhere. To someone she felt like part of her shadow looming over her. "You're in luck... you won't have to stare at me from so close for much longer... I'll be able to let you claim this face once I'm done with this... and then we can make another deal." she mentioned. She had no real intention of letting the person she was speaking to go. It was far too useful to have such a killer on hand. Having two at her disposal now would make her life much easier... how could she resist.

[Bloodedge]

With Izou gone, there was but a single male figure in Kolin's presence. This one was always around, and only drew closer and closer with every speck of negative karma added to Kolin's visage in his eyes. What was this? After an exchange with her little slave of a nun, Kolin spoke words not meant for the other woman in the room. Those words were for none other than Charles-Henri Sanson, and he knew it. Charles' visage showed nothing short of a grimace as he appeared in a wisp-like shadow, his blade nowhere in sight. This woman truly was a moron. Did she think she could simply be done with this body, and move on to the next after sacrificing it? Not after all she'd done to muck up the situation. "Non," he said in a foul tone. "I cannot claim this life. The world does not want the death of the other life you hold." That was all. Just as Charles had a sense for viable execution targets, he had a sense for those he should spare of execution. Kolin may have currently been the biggest target the World's Guillotine could ever hope for, but attached to her was something else─ something gray instead of black. To eliminate that gray would place a stain upon his own identity, removing his ability to act as the world's executioner... and making him the prime target of the next one holding that title. That simply wouldn't do.

[Apollymi]

Kolin had spoken to Charles as if she wished to give him good news. And she'd been met by the one thing she hated most in the world. The world 'no'. Now... it was in French which made it sound smooth but it was still a no, and that was unacceptable. People would one day realize they could do many things to her, but they couldn't tell her no. The amount of work she'd go through to seek revenge against those who wronged her was more than a little ridiculous. But what was this he was saying? Beyond the no the idea that she was pregnant? That was the implication right? It wasn't as if she had an innocent face attached to her body. "What? You're saying I'm pregnant? Really? And you won't take that life? Ugh!" she sounded distraught. How could she actually be pregnant? That sort of thing was for peasants and street walkers. She was no such thing. In fact, the only people whose seed had been allowed to rest within her for any amount of time was, Jason and Izou. Her eyes widened. She was going through a certain amount of panic. She could easily rid herself of a child of Izou's that man didn't want children or anything like that. He didn't even like kids from what she could tell of him. Another mark in their favor as a set of comrades. Ah, but if this child was Jason's. "Fuck!" she uttered displeased with the entirety of the situation.

What was she to do? She couldn't get rid of a kid if it belonged to Jason. She couldn't even mistreat it... he'd be furious. And while she liked what he did to her, she didn't like the idea of his fury extending beyond what she'd seen it as already. At the same time, a child is a hiccup she didn't need. She'd have to put off her debut for quite a while yet. Though she could technically use such a thing to her advantage, she still didn't want to raise a child at all. "No, I won't do this. I wasn't a fertility goddess to have to give birth like a fucking peasant," she uttered. The nun with her kept her head low, seemingly interested in the idea that this woman had once bore such a title as fertility goddess. She could indeed be quite useful. A knowing smirk came to her face. She technically had no advice to offer, this was a long game after all. What more was there to do than to see what she decided. But that would wait, in her currently level of fury Kolin had gotten up and began smashing things throwing them around the room. How dare something get in the way of what she wanted? How dare she have to put up with a child because of Jason? Oh, but what if Jason came back and she had an actual child to give him?! He'd be so pleased. He'd reward her right? She would have done her job! She stopped throwing things, for a moment. Wait a minute, why would she care it was in the way. More throwing things, her room became a whirlwind of absolute destruction as she quelled her madness with violence. Until she broke the last thing she could get her hands on and exhaled gently.

"Alright. I'm good. I'm calm... I know what to do." said Kolin. She wouldn't have a child. They were such an inconvenience. But she'd made a contribution to the world, as a thing to keep her own character from ever needing downtime. It'd been something she wanted to mitigate the 'reality' of the game. She was a girl character why would she want to be out of commission? Yeah, that didn't fly. She'd originally suggested players have the ability to put off births or even get rid of them at a certain point. The fairness decided that was that it be a decision made at a point equal to what it was in the human society. 12 weeks. A short break, she could then pass off the fully fitted coding to either another person, use it for herself, or use it to spawn an off-spring at a preset age (proportional to the carry age). On average a child carried to 12 weeks would spawn in as a 6 year old. That was way too young. She didn't want to help and look after a child that young. If you pasted such a face on top of another though, it'd take on their age... and grow from that point forward. Yes that was good. If someone like her could wind up pregnant though, she wouldn't be surprised if there were a great number of children already here. "Beatrice how many children are currently in the kingdom?" she asked. "Define children, ma'am?" she asked. Oh right age ranges mattered here. Well big picture first she needed her idea to finish. "Under 18." she said Beatrice gave it some thought. She'd been receiving people for quite a while. She'd treated a lot of people for a lot of different things, the number of children in this place were... "About 1400..." she said looking at the woman. What a large number. That was way too many. "Alright gather all of them in the throne room. Arrange them by age... quick as you can." The idea settled. The nun had a bit of a wicked grin on her face but simply bowed and left. "As you wish."

[Bloodedge]

"You are pregnant. That is what happens when sperm enters the womb," Charles said with great distaste. How could she have the audacity to be surprised by this information? Over the past week, today included, Kolin's body had accepted the seed of three men─ two of whom deposited gratuitous amounts over the course of this most recent four days. This spawn was not the fault of the recent Izou; it had to be one of the others. "Either the knight, or the Argonaut. I'm guessing the latter, after how much still dripped from you on the deck," the executioner explained, seeming only more agitated by the second. At this rate, he should have been the one throwing, slamming, and breaking things around the room. The one death he had been guaranteed to deliver the world since contracting himself to this Avatar, he could not claim until a child was born. Kolin hardly had little enough negative karma to build much more through use of Charles, so it seemed he would be waiting around for nine entire months before claiming his bounty. This wasn't the way. How many of her identities had he been accompanying since the first one he claimed? Enough that he knew, they were well beyond the usual five year maximum.

Ah, but there was hope. Kolin knew what to do, and that would hasten the process, if she rid herself of it soon. Charles waited around without any semblance of light in his eyes, but with impatience in his soul. What would she do? Something unsightly, for certain. He wouldn't be very surprised at all if she killed the unborn child, but her earlier words implied something... far worse when combined with her request for this land's current children. Whatever the case, he could only wait and see. . .

[Apollymi]

What was this? Kolin was throwing a tantrum but Charles was still talking. Of course he was, he was one of those. He wasn't afraid of her, he was contracted but not in the same way as everyone else. He didn't owe her a thing and would speak with truth and annoyance in his tone. He reminded her of her sexual endeavors, which she supposed he would know, due to his constant proximity to her. How had she forgotten, she'd actually bedded Lot before they'd left Zuria. "Ugh, I might be sick." she mentioned feeling a bit light headed at the thought. Lot was such a forgettable lay, that he had been lost in her mind. If she gave birth to a kid of his she'd definitely kill it. In fact, if one red hair showed anywhere she'd tear that child to pieces with her bare hands.

Ah, but at least there wasn't all bad news from the Executioner. He claimed that it was more likely to belong to Jason by sheer quantity of emission. She actually hoped it was his by this point. Also this meant that Charles had known she was pregnant for much longer than she had. Well, she supposed that was another use for him. At the very least, Izou was clear to do what he wished for a while longer. Though, it was far from ideal for her to have to grow a kid to a certain age before layering it on top of some other kid. No muss, no fuss, no raising babies. No upset Jason, because she'd not her done job and killed his babies. Oh, that was a lovely thought, he'd be happy with her right? She wouldn't be useless if she actually had a kid for him right? Wait. That wasn't important at all. No. Why the hell did she think such a thing. All the while, for the next couple of hours. She stormed around her room. People came in eventually, scurrying about to clean up the mess she'd created. More than that, ran her a bath to calm her nerves. They left her food they did literally everything for her, and she never had to say an extra word. It was good to be the queen. All the while children in the Kingdom were being gathered in the throne room. All of them arranged by age in large clusters in front of the throne. How very interesting. Beatrice had no idea what this woman intended, but she knew for a fact that her temper couldn't really be trusted. Given all the things she'd been asked for in the last few days, she was at a complete loss as to what this woman intended. How interesting... she didn't think any mortal could be so amusing. A couple of hours later, she was returning to that same bedroom now clean to announce her success. "Ma'am, everything is ready whenever you wish to return to the throne room. The children have been told to be quiet upon your entry so you have nothing to worry about." The children she mentioned were all frightened. Something about this woman absolutely terrified every single one of them. To keep that woman as far away from them as possible, even infants weren't crying. How strange. "I've been going crazy but I know what to do. Come on then." she mentioned. Kolin had dressed in a sheer little gown which her breasts still almost spilled out of. She wasn't wearing shoes but didn't feel like they were needed and she wore several different pieces of jewelry. She looked like a queen roused from her sleep. Not one about to make some kind of procalmation to the youth of the kingdom. No matter, she'd enter the room and began looking over the children. She didn't stop until she reached the age range she wanted to look over closest. The 15 to 17 year old ones.

[Bloodedge]

There was nothing more for Charles to say. As events transpired in the near future, he would be attentive as always, waiting for his opportunity to end yet another existence the world detested. Well over a thousand children were present in the throne room by the time of Kolin's arrival, all frightened to silence. That is... except one. Among 1400 individuals of age 18 and under, there was one particular girl not far from her 16th birthday. Her face implied infinite quantities of spite as she stood with supple legs spread wide, arms crossed under her well-rounded bosom. She was shapely enough to make one believe she was well-fed, at least until arriving here. Alas, she bore the hair of a brown mutt─ shaggy and just long enough to intrude upon the view of emerald eyes. Multiple times while standing in nothing more than tattered blue cloth, this girl scoffed and grimaced in spite of the hushed whispers sent her way by nearby peers.

What was the point of being silent? Some bitch of a queen who resulted in these residuals of broken families had them all brought here, and why? Probably to gloat about how they were her servants for life, or some half-baked bullshit like that. She wouldn't stand for it. If it took her life, such an eventuality would be better than dealing with servitude to... wait, what the hell was that? The woman herself had arrived, boasting proportions that were so unearthly, she should have caved to the power of gravity decades ago! No! She would not be at the mercy of this woman, no matter the cost! The girl herself boasted an hourglass figure, but what sort of time did someone need to tell with that body? Surely her glass could hold enough sands to pass a lifetime or twelve; it was repulsive enough that this girl gagged, and spat on the floor mere moments after witnessing the... queen, or whatever she thought to call herself.

[Apollymi]

Kolin searched through a sea of faces. If she was going to basically adopt one of these children there as a certain criteria they needed to meet. She wouldn't have some child attached to her own name, whimpering and cowering in fear. She couldn't look on a child with any sort of favoritism who didn't at least have the heart to look annoyed by a summons like the one she'd caused. Would she even find someone to meet that kind of basic understanding of her. She was all the way near the seventeen year old group when she heard someone gag and spit. She looked up to find a girl with a decent figure with her arms crossed under her chest. She looked. Annoyed! How nice. She stepped towards this one and looked her over. A muddy brown mop hid eyes she was almost certain were full of spite. Her body language, that sass, and the grimace of her mouth. Oh, it would be this one. "Oh? You look extra bitchy... show me your eyes," Kolin ordered, she needed to make sure this girl was actually what she was looking for. What would this girl say and do? Would she attack? That'd be interesting... Would she cower? No. Nothing about this girl said she'd cower. She might have have something extra to say though. She should acquiesce though, the queen's patience was far from normal right now.

[Bloodedge]

Oh, of course. Of all the youths here in this massive room, it had to be her approached by that bitchy-looking bimbo. Ugh, she was even blonde; could things have been any worse? In addition to having the most easily-stereotyped physique, she had to have the dumbest hair color to ever exist in any reality. Why did that woman come her way specifically? She had nothing but distaste for this entire situation, but it seemed that was the opposite of what would free her of a direct approach. She looked bitchy, did she? Talk about pots talking to kettles, or whatever that damned saying was. What the hell was she going to do by being able to see the girl's eyes? If she wanted to be so demanding about everything, what kept her from sweeping those brown locks out of the way herself? The girl was at least moderately comfortable with her arms crossed, so she offered nothing but a glare. Alas, the gleam of hatred in her eye accentuated those green hues even through the coverage of her hair. "There's a lot of other eyes here. Shove 'em up your ass, why don'tcha?" was the lass' rebuttal.

[Apollymi]

Kolin stared down this girl who made no movements after being given a direct order. How strange, she didn't seem to mind this as much as she should have. Oh... more than that even. She had something to say did she. A statement so full of spite, she hadn't heard fall out of any mouth other than her own in quite a while. She was almost certain by this alone that this girl would do for the purpose she wanted her for. Ah, but the look would tell it, and she was still hiding behind that mop of brown hair. Still that reaction was surprisingly refreshing. "Hahahaha~" a laugh, this queen laughed at this girl's words. Of course she would, Kolin had absolutely nothing to fear from anything, she was also unhinged but she liked what she liked. "You're just full of sass. I kind of like that, and you aren't scared at all are you? No, not an ounce of fear..." Kolin said sweeping that hair out of the way in time enough to catch an ominous glare from those startling green eyes. "You're furious and bitter. A bit young for that... you know. Take a load off... lighten up. You'll get wrinkles, holding your face like that," she mentioned as if it was the best advice she could give. What a pretty girl. Even at base she was quite attractive... she'd hate this girl if she was competition. She had so much ahead of her, she could be something interesting if she took even the slightest bit of care for herself. Actually the outfit she wore reminded Kolin a bit of her own recent clothing alterations while she was on the ship. Yeah, this one was definitely it, the one she'd be keeping to get rid of her most recent mistake. "You'll do. Beatrice, make sure this one is given a nice room, clothes and a bath. Keep her well-fed, away from mediocre dick and happy. Give her whatever she wants, don't let her leave though..." she gave that instruction directly to the crazed looking nun before going to sit on her throne. "Please come along ma'am..." said the nun. And though the words seemed nice the Nun's eyes were full of malicious intent. It was like at any moment she'd simply snap the girl's neck rather than do everything she'd been told. This girl wasn't easily threatened, but there was a certain aura of purposeful meanace around this particular woman of the cloth. Yep, that one was out of the way, but there were still a large number of children here that she didn't want to deal with. The older ones could be used and kept for various purposes, but the youngest of them... well... they were all but useless to the kind of place she was trying to run. This wasn't a kid friendly environment. This entire kingdom was a brothel. A wicked smirk passed this woman's face as she realized the answer to her problem was now looking her in the face.

[Bloodedge]

Why was this woman laughing? Oh, naturally, she hadn't a single thing to fear from a lone girl with an attitude about her. That stupid bitch even thought she was in the proper position to give the girl advice, after taking it upon herself to unveil those emerald orbs. The girl spat into the throne room's floor once again, turning her gaze away from Kolin. "Got nothin' left to lose, lady. That's your dumbass fault," the girl barked. Whatever family she once had, was no more. Her mother's legs were probably locked behind her own head by now, and her father was likely looking down into the face of a different woman in that same position. Whatever the case, neither of them even remembered having a daughter at this point.

Apparently, she would suffice for something. What for, though? Clothes? A bath? Food, apparently not 'mediocre dick' as the older woman put it, and whatever she wanted to make her happy? Whatever she wanted─ that was an interesting topic that brought the light of curiosity to the girl's eye. She began to wonder what she could get away with if she just rolled along for a moment. What could be gained from this? Well firstly, there was the matter of that weird nun brought to do as the queen ordered. Something was very wrong with this woman. Her eyes, her general expression, even something about the way that habit looked on her─ all of it was creepy enough to nearly make that queen tolerable by comparison. Briefly looking as if she wanted to vomit, the girl did what came naturally to her after a few moments of hesitation.

Arms unfolded as if she intended to follow along, but what happened first was her right hand passing through the air toward the nun's face. Looking at that woman of the cloth, she was actually creeped-out enough that she felt a burning desire to slap her. Impulsive as she was, that seemed to be the plan. "Whatever I want, huh? You and any other church women here, don't look at me. Ever. Gross."

[Apollymi]

Oh, the problems that befell this one were Kolin's doing? Well, that was about to be expected. Actually, she'd been breaking up families and homes on this continent for hundreds of years. This girl's problems with her were far from new, so Kolin couldn't even be the slightest bit cross about them being brought to light. "Shit happens kid, sometimes everyone is shit... it's better if you get used to it ahead of time," she said as if she felt something more than just her passing episodes of madness. Whatever was going on with Kolin and the faces she bore, she might not have been as absolutely crazed as she often seemed. Still, with every moment of clarity seemed to come several more of exactly the opposite. Muddled confusion and chaos came from Kolin most of the time.

At the same time Beatrice had this young girl move at her rather quickly. It was obvious by the look the nun was given that this child was unsettled by her presence. She had that effect on all children actually. It was exactly that feeling which kept them from crying or looking towards her while she was in the room. Ah, but such was simply apart of her nature. But she'd been given instructions. She was spoiling this child, preparing for some sort of ritual sacrifice perhaps? Or maybe Kolin secretly enjoyed women and liked the figure this one presented. Whatever the case, Beatrice would follow Kolin's orders to the letter. And if she was meant to keep this child happy, she would do so by following the orders she was given. She was less than surprised when the girl reached out to slap her face. So, she didn't want to be looked at by Beatrice herself or any woman of the cloth. That made sense... she probably felt unnerved by looking at Beatrice, only adults didn't notice how very different Beatrice was an existence. Kolin watched this slap be delivered and laughed again. "Great fucking choice..." she said seemingly pleased by the showing. Actually this girl couldn't have been more like her desires, if she'd actually given birth to her. Beatrice hearing the positive reaction of the mad queen went along with all of this keeping her head bowed low. "As you wish, ma'am. I still require you to follow..." she said that head of hers turned away from the lass as she aimed to lead her deeper into the building. She'd take her to one of the better rooms near Kolin's own. It also came with a bath and attached closet. There were quite a few servants wandering about and they'd be given instructions. The only major change to occur here would be that after the girl was within the threshold of the room, an enchantment would be triggered which would lock her into it. This chamber was hers, others could enter and exit at her whims, but she could not. She'd have anything she wanted through communication except the ability to leave until Kolin did whatever it was this girl was good for.

[Bloodedge]

Shit happens. That was such a casual, unacceptable excuse of an answer. Could the one at fault truly say such a thing? Well apparently, the person in charge could do literally whatever the hell they wanted. Duly noted. Oh well; she didn't have much choice but to move on from there. The bitchy queen obviously would not listen to reason, and lashing out wouldn't serve much purpose. She would have to be content with seething, and apparently taking advantage of the sudden power she'd been given. What was that part for? Why have so many younglings brought here, if she was just going to pick out the angriest of them and offer special treatment? Maybe she broke so many families and did this because she was some barren old hag, unable to have her own children despite having a thousand cocks simultaneously jammed up her snatch. Maybe that was exactly the reason she was barren? Yeah... that made sense.

Sure, she could follow the creepy nun. She'd work that bitch to death, and do the same to everyone who seemed to be in league with the queen. En route to what would apparently be her own chambers here, there was a... man? Boy? Something. There was something stumbling through the corridor, seeming to have been through a rather tough time. Of course, it was Leorio, who strangely appeared satisfied with whatever happened to him. He was spaced-out, drooling just a bit. He was disgusting, but... there was something else. Why did he seem anything but hateful after what this country had obviously done to him? "Second thing I want: that guy," the lass said flatly before crossing a threshold she would, unknowingly, not be able to pass the other way.

[Apollymi]

The nun placed the girl within her room and didn't manage to look at her even once. What she did look at, was the crawling boy on the floor. In looking at him, a gentle pulse left this nun in the magical sense. Doing so allowed her to know the truth of the boy on the floor. She knew exactly why he still looked so elated and why he was crawling along the floor like that. The next request from the girl as she settled into her room was that she have the boy on the floor. Did that contradict the orders Kolin had given... well, yes and no. "The Queen demanded that we keep you away from mediocre dick. That one... I am sure counts as terrible, not that I have experience in such a field. If you are sure... " she moved over to the lad and aimed to pick him up by the back of his collar. Watching him crawl was sort of gross. If she succeeded she'd have him by the scruff of his collar like a lost kitten and would gently toss him over the threshold of her room while standing outside of it. "You look like a strong girl... if you revoke his ability to stay... he'll be tossed out of this room without question. Do enjoy your stay... The men and women will provide you whatever you need and follow your orders without question so long as you don't try to leave," she said without making eye contact which the girl demanded. "And if you find that they cannot complete an order to your exact needs... you can call upon me instead, speaking my name will bring me to you in a short matter of time."

And with that she bowed out to return to the show of the throne room. What had Kolin done in the last few minutes? Well, she'd stared at this group of children from her throne. She'd talked herself both into and out of her current line of thought a couple of times. These kids could grow up to be more of what she wanted for this place. At the same time, they were currently a drain on resources that she didn't need until they got up and running. She'd been building this place for ages, she didn't like children and she needed the abyss creature to come to her and serve her. And she needed... fear. Yes, all of these kids appeared to be scared but she never wanted to look in the eyes of any of them and see the amount of resistance she'd seen in the eyes of Guin. Yeah, that was a no. She would make a statement here and now against this kind of rebellion. "Alright, everyone thirteen and older ten steps to the left," she finally said, pretty reasonably satisfied, by the action. And once there was enough space between them she looked at the younger children. Everyone left between the ages of 12 and infant. Oh that was the bulk of them huh? less than 300 children were thirteen and above. Over a thousand young kids were in this room and they were about to become the ground level for the queens newest member. As she made this decision in her head, the mark on the floor began to grow each of the children in that circle would gain a mark which made it obvious what she was about to do with them. "I sacrifice." she said of the entire group 12 and under. Each child in that age range would gain a strange looking mark on their neck as Kolin's own power and negative power called out to the Void for a demon servant to help with her current endeavors.

[Bloodedge]

Mediocre, huh? Why that mattered, didn't register at all to the girl. "Well I didn't say I wanted his stupid dick, did I?" she protested, though it seemed the lad was being tossed into her room by his collar anyway. She didn't care that there was a way to automatically remove this male from her room; she could obviously manage that without any magical mumbo jumbo. What she couldn't do, however, was call upon the nun if the other servants of this palace were deemed unfit. What even was her name? The girl heard it a few times by now, but it wasn't her concern to remember the identities of those who served that whore queen.

Speaking of those who served Kolin, over a thousand potential workers were met with a fate worse than death. With two simple words, Kolin marked every child under the tender age of 13 as fodder for her newest acquisition. Brands appeared on the victims' necks, and darkness erupted from the summoning circle in the throne room's center. Though many tried to run and escape after experiencing only the pain of branding, tendrils of shadow and flame-like energy reached out to the markings. An army of faceless demons spawned to consume fallen bodies, after already feasting on the souls of said vessels. Ah, the innocence of children─ it tasted so sweet to certain devils of the Abyss, but a sacrifice of such mass was grotesque enough to achieve a new tier of demonic summoning. The flames which spread from the magical circle became green over time, eventually spreading their ethereal glow to the entire throne room, and indeed all of Dis. A body was formed amidst mass carnage, death and absorptions. It was a male figure, bare as a newborn babe. This male had a runner's build, was just a bit tall, and boasted elven ears peering through long, dark green, silky locks of hair. He was quite the 'beautiful' entity for a male, angelic even in all aspects except... the eyes. Narrow, apathetic, and that same sickly green as the fires burning away remnants of fallen children─ these were the features of those orbs in his head. Oh, and that fanged grin of his was among the most unsettling things that could appear in this world; it belied a craving, a hunger that was simply incomprehensible to terrestrial beings. To top it all off, a pair of curved horns emerged from his crown as souls and lesser demon spawns were all absorbed into his person.

"Re ipaaeji al?" he spoke in a tongue which shook the palace, the city, even the entirety of this country. Yes, even his voice carried with it a power that sickened the weakest of entities. If those children weren't the sacrifice for him, their souls would have collapsed and been absorbed into him anyway. In fact, the less capable humans living within Dis were losing their mortal souls to him as he spoke─ many random additional wisps were brought into his being while he awaited his summoner's proper call.

[Apollymi]

Ah, yes, the screams of children. That was one reason to get rid of them wasn't it? Yes, in Kolin's mind the inconvenience of children was far worse than their screams in the moment their souls were used to create a demon. She watched the entirety of this without feeling an ounce of sympathy for the children. Even as the older kids looked on in horror. Some of them fell to it as well, some of them remained strong but seemed afraid. More afraid than they'd been of that Nun who gave them bad vibes. The scene of the throne room was absolutely terrifying. A sick smile appeared on the face of Beatrice as she bowed out of the presence of the girl chosen by Kolin for whatever desire she had for her. "Beatrice." she mentioned her name in passing, but there was some strange amount of power in that word. As if it was a tie or a noose, it tended to choke those who spoke it from time to time, actually it was a wonder Kolin called her by name so often. Most people referred to her as a Nun or the Nun in this case. Whatever it didn't matter... the screams of children.

She made her way back to the throne room to witness the birth of another demon in this world. Oh how easily manipulated this woman was. At this point, several more could have been called into the world and it wouldn't have made the slightest bit of difference because Kolin had called this one into the world herself. A chuckle escaped the woman after she'd gotten that girl settled and she watched from the Queen's side as a silky haired pretty man formed himself out of nothing. The first words he spoke were in a language unknown to Kolin. It seemed to shake the world at large, perhaps it was simply him speaking one of those languages of power. she'd heard druids had that sort of power over words sometimes. "Yeah, you're at like 10... I need you at like 3. Still you're quite pretty..." she said of the man who'd formed himself of the souls of children. Beatrice would be the one to speak. "He wants to know who summoned him..." she said in an off-handed manner. She looked upon this man with a smile on her face, those golden eyes of hers stoic except for a small wink, aimed directly at the devil. "Oh, I did. I summoned him. Can he speak the common tongue. I don't want to use a translator for this every time..." she said with a bit of annoyance. She had a deal to make with this newly formed demon. And she was herself immune to such corruption though because of her own blindness she also didn't see it for what it was. She basically didn't have the sense to fear what she'd done, but such was the nature of one such as Kolin.

[Bloodedge]

In this room, there were two who dared to gaze upon him. One was clearly far from sanity already, and the other was... "Iliioenj?" he questioned aloud. This word was a bit different from the others he'd spoken. It was, in fact, the true name of the existence he saw before him. Not only did the country tremble from this simple utterance─ the entire continent was in danger of being torn apart, if only for a moment. That look on her face told the tale, though. These pitiful mortals with their fragile plane of existence, they didn't even know what stood right next to them. What's more, it was one of them which brought him here, as opposed to his... kin. "Mjd ie, nh flvnji," he spoke further.

This being could not yet leave the circle he'd been brought through; there first had to be an arrangement that bound him to this world for whatever time he, and his summoner, agreed upon. So, it was the blonde woman who brought him into a body made of innocent youths? Good. He would always prefer if his leash's moral compass was a bit lacking. Now then, he had to be capable of conversing with this thing, didn't he? Raising his left hand, he appeared to be mimicking a grasp. Unperceivable curse energy was the method used to take his would-be master by her very soul, choking it as an almighty pull sought to bring her directly into the devil's grasp. Once he had her by the neck, that wicked grin of his would be pressed into her lips. The soul he held onto would be pulled from, sucked from her core until it traveled up through her throat. Eventually, it would pass into the devil himself. Once that was done, he spoke again without moving an inch, or even moving Kolin away from himself. "You prepare a feast for my kind. What is it you desire, mortal?"

[Apollymi]

Oh? He chose to address her directly? Well, that was fair, they were... similar existences after all. "Ambblpi." Such a strange word fell from the face of the Nun. Ah but what was this, the power of her name alone was enough to shake the continent. The power of his name caused a shake as well. How dangerous it was for this pair to speak in such a way. It would be Kolin's opinion that whatever language this creature spoke, the woman at her side also spoke. She made the assumption that all the shaking was due to the untamed power of the demon on the floor and not much else. Everything was fine, right? It wouldn't matter much at all that they could speak to each other in such a way, so long as everything she desired was taking care of in the meantime. He was quite right with that look, these creatures had no idea what Beatrice was... in fact, the only ones who showed any amount of distaste around the woman were the children, a lot of which were no longer a problem. The remaining ones, heard the words being spoken and were covering their ears barely holding themselves together trying not to run from fright. All frozen out of fear. They'd seen two things this day, this woman choosing one of their ilk for some unknown purpose. Then this same woman sacrificing all the small children just to summon a demon. What would she do to the rest of them?

Well right just now, an unknown curse was being placed. This one pulled Kolin from her chair and practically choked her. The amount of good that was to her, was far too high for normal understanding, but she managed to keep it together. Even as this newly formed naked man pulled at the depths of her very soul. What was this for? Well apparently so he could convert his conversation into one she understood. Oh, that was interesting, and kind of intimate. Whatever. He asked her a question did he, she'd prepared a feast for him so what did she desire? "I want a servant. Someone to replace the ones I lost and help me along my ascension. Take my orders, give me magical advice and conveniences, subdue or kill my enemies. Whatever I need at the time, regardless of the face I wear..." she said with all the haughtiness her person possessed. Yes, he was holding her by the neck, but again she hadn't the sense to understand the real danger here. She had a goal and he would help her reach it. This was all.

[Bloodedge]

This woman wanted a servant. Of course; there was hardly another reason to summon a resident of the Abyss. She wanted a replacement for those she'd lost. A foolish notion; there was no comparing the likes of mortals to one of his ilk. She wanted someone to take her orders, advise her magically, and slay her enemies. Oh... one of those things was interesting. In the history of this world, creatures of the Abyss had been called upon countless times for just as many reasons. Never had one returned to their home realm with stories of terrestrial beings they'd instructed. Regardless of what he thought about this curvaceous woman, at least one thing she desired was worth his interest. "You call upon me, forcing me to speak this guttural tongue... and I answer. Mai Animusphere has made sufficient sacrifice to deal with the Abyss," he said, speaking through an entity other than the Nexus when making something very similar in concept to this world's oaths. "This body will be sustained as long as I am to remain in this world. I will accept either the essence of mortals, or... I will do as the mortals themselves do, and syphon my master's energies. Whatever sort pleases you is fine, so long as the quantity is sufficient. I will also be taking what I require for my own satisfaction as this world fuels my experiments."

The devil released the woman's neck, but the grasp itself strangely went nowhere. In fact, his will alone would be enough to bring her to her knees before him. He knew of all she'd done through that first moment of contact, and he knew what such a position before a nude male meant for her in recent days. Alas, that had nothing to do with this. His power was crippling to mortals, and he intended to use it for the sake of subduing his 'master' as she would be called. There was one thing she needed to know when addressing him in future. "In your infant tongue, I am... Malleus Draconia," he said, speaking a name that had not been heard in this world for many millennia. "You will be my master. I will do your bidding, and you will serve my purpose as a link to this barren realm of reality. You will possess this form of mine in name alone, as your soul will be an object in my possession. If these terms are acceptable to you, mortal child, speak the words of binding."

[Apollymi]

This woman made her desires known in the moment and they were met by this man speaking once again. Oh, he really was now fluent in the language she spoke. That was good, but what was this... he worked through something not the world and not the Nexus? Well he did come from the Abyss. It would make sense if it was a separate entity all togehter. That was simple enough. Ah, but why did he know her name, not just her name, but the truest form of it. The one she'd abandoned long before now, disconnecting herself from her father and siblings as she obviously didn't fit their ideal. "How do you know that name? No one knows that name..." Oh, he wasn't really done yet. So full of words these last few men were. Even as he removed his hand from her neck she was left and forced to her knees. He was naked a this point, did he plan to take advantage of her? That was an interesting thought... Why did she like that as an idea? Obviously he was here to serve her, not the other way around. His words even agreed to it. So, why had her mind wandered so hard at the idea of it? Oh well, that was something to consider later. He'd do what she said, and she'd be his master. He'd take what he wanted as far as energy from her or other mortals... Okay. Well, that was fine. She could call him in name alone, and he'd use her to link himself to this world and take her soul. Of course. None of that sounded terrible. What use did she actually have for her soul regardless. She'd be a goddess again eventually and nothing would matter. And in the meantime she'd have everything else she wished for and this obviously powerful entity at her disposal. Did she care she was currently on her knees before this man? No... actually she sort of liked it there. Did she care what he wanted in exchange for his services? Not really, "I accept." Welp, this one wasn't made under duress but it was more connected to her name than even she'd give herself credit for doing. One day, she'd actually stop making promises on her own name, one day she'd realize what doing such a thing actually meant. But today wasn't that day. Today she was accepted a deal with a devil to further her own goals.

[Bloodedge]

How did he know that name? He knew everything he needed to. This woman's life ─ all of her lives ─ were all within Malleus' mind at present. Her every action, her every thought, her every emotion, could be viewed like a child's picture book. He even understood that she thought herself above repercussions in a way. Would swearing herself to the Abyss be alright, simply because she would eventually become a goddess once more? Sadly, no. The deities of this world were like queens to a colony of insects─ their titles meant nothing beneath the boot of a greater species. "What you have always been, is a lesser creature. What you will always be, in this life, is the same. There is only one way to be anything greater," he said. His hand reaching out again, Malleus decided to take her acceptance of their arrangement, delivering unto her his gift in a way her soul desired it. He could easily sense what occurred in the recesses of her mind, and his action would replicate that hidden desire while he spoke.

"Your soul is in constant torment because of your own decision to be an even weaker being. Shall I grant you the knowledge to know reprieve from insanity of the Void, my master?" Malleus asked. All the while, darkness seeped from the skin of his hand. It traveled a short path toward Kolin's mouth, gaining mass and girth as it slipped and pulsated down her throat. It would naturally enter her soul over time, but it seemed to be replicating something quite familiar to the woman in the meantime. Oddly enough, this ordeal would leave her with the ability to speak while it occurred. It was, after all, something that would only feel physical. "Give the order, human. I would so love to see what a true connection to the Abyss would do to you after your sophomoric dreams have all crumbled away."

[Apollymi]

Kolin was quite confused by this entity, and all the while Beatrice found herself staring at this man with that same swarmy look. He would or maybe already did understand already how very stupid this woman was, and how little thought she put into her own actions. Though her carelessness in moments such as these would eventually bring enough of their kind back into the world that they'd be able to roam freely once again. She was quite certain the blonde woman and all of her faces had no idea how low on the totem pole she actually was. Well, no matter, she'd be learning that a bit from one such as Malleus. Though he wasn't quite the top of the food chain either, he was far enough up that an existence like Mai's was a mere child to him. "I am not lesser." these were words of Kolin's words of Mai's words of her very being. She didn't like the idea of being lesser, much less would she accept such a statement from someone claiming to serve her.

Still he came with information and a gift of some sort. What was this gift? Well, it was darkness which slithered down her throat, oh, and it grew into something rather girthy in the meantime. Kolin's face flushed. She was quite certain there was actually nothing in her mouth and throat, but it felt like there was. How was she supposed to concentrate like this? Well, she was supposed to apparently, according to this man she was insane, because of the Void and he could grant her reprieve. "What are you even talking about? " she started oh that feeling didn't much change. "Tell me whatever it is you think I need to know. It's not like I have any idea what you're talking about," she said. That was an order. She'd take whatever he offered at this point, especially given the strange feeling in the throat at present. Oh, what weird thoughts she had around this man... maybe she really was crazy, surely thoughts like this weren't normal.

[Bloodedge]

There was one sentence mere mortals were never allowed to say. To claim she wasn't lesser, was to place a stain upon all those who inhabited the Void─ all entities cast from this world for simply being too much as it were. That hand of Malleus' which poured darkness into Kolin's throat had another job, it seemed. His fingers snapped, and a single moment after would flood the human's mind and body with the Void's own essence. Her mind's eye, and her every sense would experience that which was nothing... but also everything at once. It was a hell so mighty that even the world itself, with all of its self-proclaimed gods and the like, could not tolerate even a fraction of it. It would last for just a second, as to avoid obliterating the mortal soul before he had use of it. "You are nothing. Fear not, little thing. I will raise you into one of us, when your mortal notions of godhood stop outweighing your ability to perceive a true existence. Then..."

He wouldn't bother finishing that thought. When the one called Kujaku Mai became what he needed her to be, things would take a sharp turn in this world. Until then however, he would have to enlighten the woman. For now, he would prevent the inevitable self-destruction caused by an additional touch of the void's influence within her. "Your soul is filled with the aspect of Lust. You've been rejecting it. This world's Age of Gods ended with your first form, but Lust remained as a power within you. Foolish though you were with it, thinking a human vessel could maintain a power your goddess form hardly managed to utilize. Is that clear to you, child?" he asked as that darkness poured from him in even greater quantities, spreading outward upon reaching her torso. Of course the sensation would remain consistent, but he was in fact reaching the heart of her 'soul' with it. Such would have a greater effect on the woman than anything this world had to offer, whether she proved herself capable of utilizing it or not.

[Apollymi]

Oh, what was this? Rather sudden influx of absolute nothingness which felt like everything. For just a moment Kolin was certain she'd lost consciousness, she felt like her body was on fire, drowning, being torn to pieces, put back together, scattered to the winds... there was nothing she didn't feel for just a split second. And then just as quickly as it had arrived, with the snap of Malleus' fingers, it was gone. She held her face, touched her forehead, checked herself for existence. Yes, she was definitely all still here. What the hell was that? She hadn't even had time to scream in the moment. Was she truly nothing? When she was a goddess surely nothing like this would ever have an effect on her. Ah, but this one was talking again wasn't he? Claiming that she was nothing... he claimed he would raise her? That is what she brought him here for. Alright. As long as they were on the same page. Yes, she was still half listening, she'd heard what she needed to she could continue. "Whatever, as long as I get what I want... I don't really care."

That was very true. It was all she was, her own desire, pushing her further and further towards the goal she set for herself. People might have found it admirable if she wasn't the sort of person to crush underfoot literally any individual she could to reach that goal. How gross people were to think people had to be kind to get where they wanted. No one was kind, no one was nice. Good things didn't happen, humans were disgusting creatures... who only took to make due. "Lust?! Gross..." Well, she wasn't particularly learned, she hadn't figured out that lust wasn't only sexual, mostly but not only. Her longing and desire were the most obvious forms of her lust. Her desire for power was one of its best showings... ah but she didn't really understand that. "No! Nothing about that is clear. What the hell does any of that actually mean? Like a left over power is making my human faces go crazy... and you're planning on fixing that somehow?" Yep, that very simple understanding with none of the underlying nuances. That was indeed how this woman thought. Maybe being around a man like this would help her out a bit? Maybe it wouldn't... whatever the case, she was now not capable of ranting, she was feeling something near stroking at the depths of her heart. Well, not exactly, she was certain he wasn't actually touching her heart, but she felt it in her chest as surely as she felt anything. She clutched at the strange sensation, it was weird, she didn't know whether she wanted it to stop or continue. "I don't really need to understand if it helps me. If I don't have to get rid of a face every five years to avoid making irrational decisions... whatever." Yep. Disinterest in anything but what she was looking for. She didn't want anything associated with all this extra thought. Her life as a goddess hadn't been anywhere near this complicated. The Age of the Gods would come again, and she'd be back where she belonged with everything she wanted.

[Bloodedge]

"You cannot lie to me. You don't even know what you want," Malleus replied. This thing didn't even understand the true meaning of lust, nor that she suffered from all forms of it in this shell of flesh she inhabited. "Goddess of Love, War, Fertility, and so much more. We reached out to you and those others; it wasn't too long ago for us when your group was no longer tainted only by those silly Virtues, like your power of Love. Perhaps it was Love that saved you from becoming crazed as a goddess, but that isn't of importance. Your human form will forever fall to an Authority of the Void. But you, little creature, are so conflicted..."

Malleus spoke while his eerie gaze was fixed on Kolin's face. Over time, her perception of him would change. His outstretched hand mimicked a grip again, not toward Kolin, but as if he were to hold some phallic object in front of her mouth where his essence was poured. Soon enough, she would be forced to visualize him with denser musculature, golden locks of hair, and an unearthly pair of crimson irises. This was a visage familiar to her, as he understood... and that energy pouring down Kolin's throat would feed into the visual of this form's groin being held betwixt her lips. "This image is pleasing to you, is it not? Does my magnitude claw at your very soul as you behold it? Hmph," he spoke in a voice not his own. "You fool. While you fail to let yourself unleash the power of Lust appropriately, the madness will grow until it consumes you entirely. If you manage for only five years, you will be corroded by the Void in seven. Accept the Seed of the Abyss, and it will work through you... until you become something far beyond what this world considers a deity." And so, the fabled 'deal with the devil' was offered officially. There was much he would do with this one, whether she accepted or not. If she did accept, however, things would be much easier for everyone.

[Apollymi]

WHAT?! How did he know she didn't know what she wanted? Was her confusion obvious? Or maybe it was that he was currently connected deeply to her soul. Yeah, he was a demon or something of the sort, it would make sense if he could figure out stuff like that by virtue of being connected to her. He thought her and the group she was originally with tainted by virtues? Hardly. They were just people and people were always shit. Most of them just stood between her and her goals... they fell because they weren't capable enough by her own approximation. But what was this... he knew she was conflicted, surely he couldn't know why...

This man was changing his form, and the energy pouring down her throat was rather suddenly something very different. She was imagining things she had to be... because what she saw in front of her this moment was a man she hadn't laid eyes on in over a millennium. Even down to those, alluring eyes of his, how could she do anything but be excited? Did it claw at her soul... hell no, it engulfed it in a blaze of pure desire. She wanted this man. Everything about him, she wanted to possess him. She wanted him to love her, she wanted him to give everything he owned to her! Why had life been so against her in this point. Why was he showing her this image she so absolutely wanted to gobble up? Hell she'd try to now, her mouth already forming to swallow that which was between her lips, even if it wasn't real, she wanted it. Deals with devils... Oh but what was this? All she had to do was accept whatever the Seed of the Abyss was... and he'd allow her to eventually grow into something greater than a god? Would she be undeniable? Would he have to give everything to her then? Could she finally find the happiness she sought? She wanted to believe. So much so that she accepted this down to the depths of her very soul. She swallowed all of that energy because she wanted it. Because she could see that man who was the object she desired and wanted to possess him and this man offered her a way. Yes, that would do. She'd get everything she wanted obviously.

[Bloodedge]

The naivete in this one knew no end, but Malleus knew of this since he absorbed the common tongue from her being. At this point, he was just out to make a mockery of everything Kolin thought she was... and she was falling right into it. Was she really trying to suck that imaginary thing? How laughable. Well, to further the moment, Malleus figured he may as well contort his energies to match Kolin's imagination. He knew of these mortals and their dealings, and managed to replicate the true image precisely─ even that which she may not have seen in person. She could freely consume girth and length the likes of which she'd yet to know, while the true form of Malleus left that blonde male's image behind to converse with... the nun. Of course, he would not be perceivable to Kolin at the time, though he doubted she would have noticed in her current state regardless. "Fuhahaha! Is this it? I speak of seed, and you take it as that? Foolish Inanna. Very well; I will allow you to drink. I take it you accept, then," said the image held in Kolin's mind and maw.

Meanwhile, Malleus was watching events unfold from Beatrice's side. "This pitiful thing will be a gateway to our kind, and this is how it all begins? It's almost regrettable. To think the ability of our kind to walk the planet would be returned by someone obsessed with... that."

[Apollymi]

Oh, this was indeed something she'd never known. He was speaking to her?! Even nicely? Well, not truly nicely but she was still pleased. She couldn't have been anything else. He'd allow her to drink if she accepted, of course she would. "I accept!" So happy. She could only be this, pathetic thing lapping at something non-existent while trying to maintain her dignity. Pretending of course, that she wasn't simply dick-whipped by dick she'd never even seen. An outside perspective would know... know the truth of her as much as she couldn't know it of herself. That she... and Leorio were two peas in a pod.

Ah, but there were more important matters to be discussed. That man whose visage suddenly shifted towards the nun who smirked at the opportunity. That one known as Kolin was indeed far too busy to even notice a pair of people plotting against her in her own throne room. "I recognized the Lust, but it is of her own creation, she did not receive mine. Too bad, she might not be so confused if she knew of it the way I do. Instead she is this... but a door is a door, and a hole is a hole. I am keeping up this act until I can do better for myself. I don't intend to walk through any door opened by that thing... you can call me Beatrice. Like this..." she stated her plans as they were of no consequence. All of the human children in this room had long since lost everything happening. Simply happy to be alive and shaking and quivering in their little boots. There was no one to stop what was happening here and no one to get in their way. "I've found a better way to a body this simple world will accept, without pushing me out. I'll live and breathe this filthy little world and offer salvation to make room for our brethren. She's already let me mark every woman in this kingdom... she truly has no foresight."

[Bloodedge]

Acceptance came, and with it, there was a light in the blonde male's eyes. Kolin succumbed to the will of the Abyss itself, offering her agreement to the face of an old relic. "H'oh? Good girl. In that case, let the Whore of Babylon have a true taste of the heavens." Befitting of what Kolin could now see, the vision began stroking its own phallus. The queen would experience a plentiful expulsion of ejaculatory fluids, pouring onto and into her as if she were offered a drink from a hose. Any others witnessing this would see it for what it actually was─ a veritable swarm of darkness enshrouding Kolin's person, flowing into her mouth at a rapid pace. She wouldn't simply be touched by the Void; she would take its essence inside, planting the seed that would be fertilized at a later time. After that fertilization... the growth of a new devil would finally begin.

Kolin harbored Lust, but it did not stem from the devil he knew. That sort of thing was precisely why she made the perfect vessel, if tempered properly. A mortal who could spawn an aspect of the Void was rare indeed; he would make great use of the opportunity. The one who named herself Beatrice in this world, thought differently though. She would not use the gateway he constructed; she was already planning her own rise to this world. Malleus had no issue with this. If nothing else, two separate efforts would serve them even better in the end. "I wondered why your current form is so pitiful. This body displeases me as well, though the sacrifice of children was a better decision than I expected. This woman's mind is far too small. At least she may eventually become something better, when the seed I'm planting takes bloom."

[Apollymi]

A taste of the heavens? She'd always wanted that! How exciting. She'd do nothing but accept, even as darkness flowed within her planting a seed for a different kind of life. Even as she gave more of her mortal self away. She'd do this all the time, any time, if it meant she could actually have what she wanted! She was crazed, but calm. She excitedly swallowed everything dropped. She'd look like an animal lapping up darkness any with consciousness among the children would throw up at such a sight. How could she?! They didn't understand but they knew one thing as certainty, this queen who'd ruined their lives was absolutely crazy. Still, she seemed so satisfied, absolutely.

In the meantime while Kolin stewed in her satisfaction, Beatrice as she was called, had a very civil conversation with one she'd consider her coworker. "This form is one I reached out to, a girl who wished to come back from the Void. We share a dream and a body. And I've learned so many things... I am not totally displeased by this form, but it is far from what I wish to be~" she said with a smile. Of course, there were other things she needed to do. "I wonder what kind of devil she will be. Admittedly she is far too easily manipulated, I definitely only lightly suggested summoning another devil and she fully committed instantly," she raised her left brow and shook her head. That whole situation was one for later discussion. "Do let me know if you require some assistance. I didn't expect to see a face which wouldn't count as a servant. This world is a little less boring now than it was before... it can be, enjoyed at least." The nun's face showed something shadowy and dark. How interesting at least she had a comrade in this entire situation.

[Bloodedge]

Repulsive as she was, Kolin swallowed that which was going to become one with her anyway. That desire for power seemed overshadowed by her desire for the individual she envisioned, but that was just another showing of lust regardless. Good; the sin would serve her well in future... after it was finally done consuming her very soul, as it had been doing for millennia. The essence she absorbed would course its way through the woman inhabiting this vessel, feeding on her sin and feeding it in return. Malleus could sense the start of something grand as the blonde's image breathed its final imaginary breaths.

"H'oh? You found a mortal who shares your vision? Those are the words of lesser devils. That must be an interesting creature you live in," Malleus said to his 'comrade' of the Abyss. That didn't seem to be a very uncomfortable body. In fact, it was quite similar in figure to the devil he knew. Ah, but what they were addressing was the demonic nature of Kolin... or rather, Kujaku Mai. The foolish decision she made to summon a devil after a lighthearted suggestion was just what their kind needed; few mortals would be so stupid as to do that. "I don't believe I will be needing assistance with this one. At this rate, she is doing these things to herself. Now then, I suppose I will take my place. I look forward to working with you, Cnmgm Iliioenj," the male devil spoke before stepping toward Kolin again. By the time her little imaginary friend disappeared from sight, Malleus would be standing where he'd previously been. All things were in place, now what would this future demon do? "Have you satisfied yourself? What now, lustful mortal? I believe your true goal is in sight. Such images are easily produced on a whim, as well."

[Apollymi]

Kolin was star-struck. She couldn't have been happier in the moment if she tried. No, not at all, if she could have him, she'd take whatever step necessary. At the same time, Beatrice was having a nice conversation with Malleus. In fact, his words made her chuckle just a tad. "She is quite interesting. I believe she wishes to give me that which makes her so. I think that exchange is worthwhile... she will be the first person I save~" those words were so strange coming from one who gave off such an obvious demonic aura. Oh well, she was indeed just a different type of creature. She saw nothing wrong with any of her actions, she was in the right, even if the entire universe thought she was wrong. "As for his needing help with her. I have more faith in you than that, Ambblpi Dgmsejnm," her words came with power as they always did. "I can simply offer you assistance with the more interesting parts of this world. I might also have use for you... so I look forward to our arrangement." She stated with a knowing smirk on her face. He went back to his place and she felt power teem. Oh this little girl knew not of the chaos she was bringing upon the world. Oh well, at least least they'd have a much easier time taking over this den of hedonism she was creating. With her real form she might even enjoy a place like this. She'd already marked the women, if she also took the men she'd have everything she needed to do whatever she wished.

Ah the demon returned to place and faced Kolin who looked up at him as he became what he was once again. What a disappointment. Still... if that person could be hers, then nothing else would truly matter. Had she satisfied herself? "A bit yeah, though... I want him. Not an imitation." Oh... yeah, she still wanted him. But she hadn't even laid eyes on him for a millennium. Seeing him in the moment was enough for her to feel better for a time. Enough to quell that madness within her soul. It also reasserted her desires, now more than ever... she knew she truly wanted him. What would she do now? She stood... looking as if she hadn't just done all the things she'd done in a room full of people. "Now, I set up shop. First things first... All of you children can go. But know, I am not merciful and if you get in my way... I'll slay you all," she said every child in the room shook, nodded and ran, they'd been let go they'd return home, happy to have survived this ordeal and sad for their lost brethren. Moving right along her sight caught Beatrice. "I assume the girl is doing what she wishes, make sure all the women are ready... we're opening up for real. Nothing in this place is free anymore. They'll pay their tributes and if they are opening their legs or mouths I want my cut. Keep track of it all... I can't be bothered." she said to which the nun gave only a bow. "Of course~" she said leaving to begin her tasks. And then there was her still naked Demon summon. "Do you need clothes or something or do you just like being naked? I need a way to subdue... what did Izou say his name was... Heracles. I want that one as one of mine. And for him to stop terrorizing one of my open trade routes. I need to get bodies in here and him rampaging is messing up my business. But if he was controlled, I could have him stay here..." she mused. She liked the idea of him. All of her ideas were coming together. She felt calm once again. She could do everything she needed to. Yes. Everything could be good.

[Bloodedge]

In consuming the essence of a devil and having that Abyss Seed begin to form, Kolin looked up with a very different demeanor about her. Ah, this was quite good. Her mind was finally functioning properly. She was all about the business, content to move things along rather than harp over a ruined opportunity of ages past. The children she spared of sacrifice were sent off cowering, which Malleus found to be a wonderful seasoning to the air's flavor. Beatrice, in the meantime, received instructions to put others to work and get this brothel of a kingdom up and running. Ah, and there was even something of a treat for Malleus' ear. Heracles' mention was a recent memory of Kolin's; it happened to be yet another piece of information Malleus obtained from her. She wished to have him subdued, brought under her control rather than simply being eliminated like the pest he was to this kingdom. Oh, and... there was the matter of Malleus' nudity.

"Clothes will suffice," he said, having no real concern for such things, but finding it somewhat necessary to fit these mortal standards. "In concepts perceivable by this world, I believe I utilize... curses. Yes, that will do. Spells, concoctions and the like will be how my powers manifest. Have me dressed appropriately." The devil didn't seem to care much about being clothed, but if he was to wear such garbs, he demanded that they be suitable. As for the matter of Heracles, he found it useless to call upon a devil for a simple problem of that nature. "Heracles is a man, yes? You do not need me to deal with a male mortal. So long as your Lust is managed properly, you should have no issue bringing mindless insects under your control permanently. That should even be the case with one your kind calls... divine."

[Apollymi]

Oh, clothes would suffice would they? Malleus went on to name things he thought himself associated with, curses, spells and concoctions? "So you're a mage? Ugh... I guess that is fine. You want me to choose your clothes though... that's... kind of passive actually," she said with a raised brow. Still, Kolin had no problem choosing clothes for men. In all honesty she preferred the men around her be dressed to her taste and spent a few moments taking in his naked form as she decided exactly how she wished to view him. She'd even be generous since he'd already proven his usefulness to her and make sure he didn't lack in the sort of quality she wanted for herself. She'd also let his preferences shine though there was one thing she simply wouldn't allow. "Where is that tailor? I know what I want," she said quickly a half dressed muscular young man scurried off. He'd bring back with him, a young woman who seemed to be magically inclined. There was a seal upon her person, very clearly near her neck and she looked like she had long since lost all luster in her soul. Her eyes were dead pools of darkness with very little light but... still here she was. She gave a little bow to Kolin looking as if she'd simply lost the will to argue and maybe... she had. "Oh? You're that one huh, well look. Break out the good fabric, deep blues and purples, with the gold trim. And I need him..." she said pointing to the naked demon in the middle of the floor. "Fitted. Something like a nice three piece suit with layers and a black turtle neck fitted to his form. Giving him flowing arms though... make him... ugh, mage-y. But I swear to god if I see a fucking wizard hat I'll slay you. Give him a hood instead... show off his horns... Chop chop." she said, fully expecting her directions to be followed. This dead eyed tailor was soon beside the man naked man with a measuring tape. She'd take several measurements including the ones for his horns and the inseam of his legs. All the while she seemed completely uninterested in sex or anything of the sort. She didn't even seem to notice she was hovering over a naked man. No... in this moment she was just performing the one task she was assigned.

Kolin would after this, listen to what the man had to say about her apparent abilities. Well, she'd been known to enchant others with kisses and the like, but she hadn't thought such a thing would work on divine creatures. "Really. The most I could get over on that before was a couple of those lower tier mages, and even then I had to sneak it in..." she said seeming to consider what it would be like to try that now. Even if she died, she had another face ready and waiting, she supposed that was far less problematic than it could be. "Still, I do feel pretty different than before..." she gave it some thought. All the while the little tailor worked and worked.

[Bloodedge]

"I have no intention of adopting your mortal concepts of fashion. Make me suitable; that is all," Malleus spoke, watching thereafter as Kolin called upon a... tailor? No, the woman who arrived could not truly be called such a thing. She, like others, was a mere slave who would do anything demanded of her. Was this the handiwork of Beatrice, as her current incarnation was called? It seemed a bit mediocre for a devil of her caliber, but that would make sense prior to her true return. The list of specifications given for his clothes by Kolin were... fine. They didn't matter, really, so long as he could do what he came for. He was silent and observant while being measured, taking a mental note of this human's mannerisms. It was hilarious; everything she did was so mechanical, it was almost as if she were practicing on an androgynous doll.

Kolin explained her previous attempts at utilizing Lust. Of course, these were regarding her underwhelming human forms, and... apparently failures made before the attempts began. Yes, he could see that quite clearly. Not only was she underutilizing whatever quantity of brainpower mortals had; she also underperformed when using the Void's gift to her pitiful soul. "I've already given you the answer, and it is the same as the madness that plagues you. You are a creature of Lust. Unleashing Lust not only balances you─ it works as any of your human muscles would when exerted. You will not strengthen your arm by lifting a quill. Lust will not show its power by touching your lips to the cheek of a sacrificial pawn."

[Apollymi]

Oh? He had no intention of adopting mortal fashion, yet here he was, not making his own clothes. This demon she summoned was uncommonly testy. "Oh sure, until silk is the best thing you've ever felt~" she mentioned with a sideways roll of her eyes. All the while her eyes traced the movements the woman who was tailoring his clothes. She really needed to thank Beatrice, she'd done a great job. Kolin had requested this one have her desires removed by seal. She hated the looks she gave to her men when outfitting them. She'd be damned if some two-bit day worker stole one of her men. No... best to quell that long before it was a problem. As the tailor finished pieces she handed them to Malleus, fitted boxers first, then pants, then turtle neck, then jacket, the belt with large buckle and then floating coat with hood next. Though they would take a while to complete individually they would allow the man to dress as he saw fit.

Still talking. Was this just the day of overly talkative men? Apparently she should acknowledge herself as a creature of lust and she needed to use it to get the best results from it. Yes, that made plenty of sense, but she still didn't like it as an idea. In fact, she audibly scoffed. It probably didn't help that it was likened to exercise, nor did it help at all that she was still quite picky as such a creature and had no intention of using herself on someone she had no interest in. Was there some other way of utilizing such a skill? One that would allow her to retain the level of picky she was? Obviously she didn't mind doing such things, but she still wasn't interested in any and every man she saw.... she hated the idea of giving any part of herself to someone lowly or unworthy. She wanted only what she wanted and only wanted to truly share herself with a person she wanted to share herself with... whether they wanted her or not! She quietly thought these things over, with absolute level of random disgust shifting about her face as she considered the potential of bedding some random greek hero just to keep him from messing up her plans. What if she didn't like him that much? Would it be worth it just to kill him? This would all be a lot easier if she knew what he looked like... she could decide pretty easily if she'd do such a thing then. Ugh... Izou said he was like 8 feet tall, but like... what about hair, eyes, muscles... any of the things she'd actually care about? Kolin was suddenly holding the bridge of her nose.... she hated thinking this much, it was going to give her headache.

[Bloodedge]

While Kolin silently worked her way toward her next headache, Malleus received clothes article by article. He certainly wasn't going to don them manually like some plebian; they were mystically relocated onto his person where they fit best. Whatever this 'silk' Kolin spoke of was, it was of no consequence to Malleus. He donned everything in the most offhanded manner while keeping his mind linked to Kolin's. He knew she took no issue actually utilizing her powers of Lust, but she was a strangely picky individual to have developed such powers in the first place. How? How could such specific showings of sin have resulted in the Void embodying said sin through a person? Even devils tended to totally embody something before being spawned, yet this mortal was essentially a little girl with a crush and a few childish desires. Well, it wasn't as if even Malleus could question the Void; he could only question Kolin herself. "Make your decision. Either you will embody the sin and become one with the Void through harnessing its essence, or you will rely on your mortal wiles and... eventually be consumed by the Void in a different way. What will you do, little Witch?"

[Apollymi]

Soon enough the talkative demon was dressed. Kolin had to admit, this was pretty decent work. He looked exactly like what he was to her... an advisor mage with some strange connection to the abyss. How nice... he didn't hit any of her type markers but he wasn't a bad looking guy or anything. She at least appreciated the quality of his visage in this way, she asked him a question aloud, "Are you a shoes guy? Or are you float off the ground and pretend you're walking guy?" she asked, she needed to know his shoe size if she was to fit him and get him socks or whatever else he wished to wear with his clothing. Such things were to be decided before the shooed away the tailor with a happy smile at the suppression of her personality.

Oh, but they were also still talking about her, huh? He had a really in-depth understanding of how her mind worked. Was he connected to her so deeply that he understood her? If he did why wasn't he offering a better solution to her potential problem than something as simple as accept it or don't. Ugh... what kind of advice was that... "I'm a woman. If there is one thing I am allowed to be in my entire life, it's fucking picky." She mentioned. She'd been known to spread her attentions around, attract attention to herself through whatever means she had while not actually paying attention to whoever came running. But that was her way, she had no real desire to follow through with those who didn't fit her desires. It wasn't even just her physical desire for a singular type of man, she just wasn't about to take a bad lay, to a subpar male. Hell as it stood she was still regretting that crazed Lot go, just to stick it to a boy with no dick... She was done with regrettable decisions. What she wanted was control, over someone else gotten through the means she wanted to use them. "I'll do what I was always going to do... what I want." Kolin stated as if it was the most normal thing in the world. So how would Lust be manifested by this woman, well, the answer was strange. Through her 'mortal wiles' if she didn't wish to use her body to channel her Lust and gain control over the bodies of men. Well, she'd use the bodies of someone they lusted after to gain control of their hearts and minds. Desire was desire after all, right? Then she wouldn't have to give up anything, and if she decided she wanted to sleep with them that was still her own choice, right? That way, she could exhaust her desires on men she actually liked and gorge herself on her known positive experiences and forego any future negative experiences while stringing along whatever individual she wanted. Yep, that sounded about right... that felt like her.

[Bloodedge]

Shoes? This woman questioned shoes, but presently wore none herself. No matter; the visual quality of this ensemble was rubbish as it was. Bare feet to go along with so many layers simply felt... strange. "Shoes will do," was all he had to say about footwear and the like. Now then, what would be Kolin's ultimate decision? He could follow her emotional state as it changed, but where would it settle when her thought process reached its end? She claimed the one thing she was allowed to be, as a woman, was picky. What strange notions of gender these creatures had. More importantly, there was an odd reality to how they perceived abyssal powers. "Picky? That is irrelevant," he spoke. "A true Beast of Lust could enslave mortal armies with a glance, using only an empty promise. Your actions are weak, and your promises are weaker. No path to victory is the same path as other conquests; some require different... muscles. Hopefully your infantile mind can fathom at least that much."

She would do what she wanted. That much was a given, but unless she could consolidate her own desires, this was going to become a bore in due time. Malleus couldn't be having that. Ah, but he could at least see what became of this. Kolin's current emotional state implied at least some amount of rationality, which would perhaps translate to an exhilarating outcome. He would see for himself when the one called Heracles was dealt with, but until then... he would remain interested in watching, feeling the gears turn in this human's fragile little mind.

[Apollymi]

"Size?" was the follow up to Kolin's question, it was aimed at the girl with the dead eyes. She turned back to the man again with the measuring tape and took the size of his feet into consideration. She then paused and for the first time she spoke. And just like her movements her voice held no real tone. "Size 13" she said as if it made the most sense in the world. Kolin looked over at one of the other people in this room and gave a casual wave. "Some black dress shoes, size 13, gold trim. Knob toes." And just like that some other half-naked man ran off to retrieve the article of clothing. He'd come back with the shoes and place them before the demon around the same time that the tailor offered him a pair of silk socks fitted to his feet. All was good in the world, he could complete his look in peace.

The words he gave there after, were ones which made Kolin think again. A Beast of Lust that could turn armies with a glance and empty promises. She'd seen one of those before, right? When affected by her madness in the Kingdom of Zuria... that sorceress in the anti-magic circle had easily taken hold of all of her knights even Lot without having to move at all. Was she some sort of Lust based creature? That would have made sense, but why would someone who wanted to be lusted after be so fucking flat-chested? Besides that she couldn't imagine an immortal flat-chested girl actually having sex with anyone... who would even choose that? Did it matter that she's seen every knight in her employ choose that? No, not at all, obviously it was just some sort of sorcery her ego couldn't remain in tact if she actually thought that flat-chested girl got more attention than her. Well... that was fine too, she'd kept Arthur's attention during that... so obviously such a power wasn't infallible. Besides that she was using magic to suppress her being, obviously she had some aspect of pickiness to her too, she didn't just want to attract everyone... hell she looked like she hated the idea of bedding Lot. What did Nerys call it? A condition of her being... something she simply was? Yeah, something about her was just magically attractive, that was all. She obviously wasn't a creature of Lust or a Beast of one. That didn't make sense to her at all. No. That had to be something else right? Still, if she could manage something like that against holy knights, she could probably tame a hero of old. That made sense.

[Bloodedge]

And so, Malleus would receive shoes to wear while inhabiting this world of mediocrity. Silk socks and some fancy footwear were placed before the devil, actually seeming in-line with what some of his kind would have donned anyway. They would be treated as the other articles had been─ magically moved from their location onto his body, completing the look at long last. Why did these lesser creatures spend so much time crafting things to cover themselves with? Well, at least it was over now.

Kolin's mind continued processing this and that, yet an answer never truly came. If she spent this much time executing her next plan instead of harping over the reasons behind previous failures, perhaps she never would have contracted herself to a devil. It was done now, and there was no turning back. All paths led to a single eventuality, leaving the only wonder as... how much strife would occur between points A and B? That was the only decision left to the woman's choice, whether she knew and accepted the fact or not. "I will take your silent contemplation as understanding," Malleus said. He didn't intend to stand around all day and explain the reality of this woman's own potential to her, but he felt something would soon register in even her feeble mind. Was he a clairvoyant being? Likely not, though that didn't matter. It was easy for him to understand that the one called Heracles, even being a Hero as this world saw them now, was a pitiful little toy when laid bare before Sin.

[Apollymi]

Quietly contemplation was indeed now a part of Kolin's thought process. She watched as this man finally finished dressing. It was a good look, actually, he was exactly the sort of well put together man that she'd keep on hand. He did have a pretty nice dick too... Oh well, he was here for an advisory purposes and she had plenty of men around to make it with in the meantime when she felt like it. Hell, there was even Jason who'd show up eventually! Whoops, where did that thought come from. She didn't care if Jason showed up ever. Well, even calm she was lying to herself about something... or maybe it wasn't that at all, maybe she really didn't understand what she thought about Jason. Yeah, that definitely needed no extra thought... concentration.

"I'm going on a walk," without acknowledging anything she'd been told, she went back to her room. She picked up a cloak, mostly because she didn't truly want to be interrupted between the start of her walk and the end of it. Oh, but he said she was a creature of Lust... none of her clothes were enchanted... what would this mean for her? Attention. Absolute amounts of attention. How interesting. Men were abandoning whores, calling out to her... but not specifically. They were using pet names, strange names calling out for their beloved ladies even turning away from other ladies. How interesting. She was being lusted after, but... it sounded more like love and adoration. This was what she wanted. Hm... such a strange thing this power was, affecting the whole of people without her having to do much of anything. Using it would keep her from going mad right? So... maybe she'd try and seduce Heracles. If it worked out, she'd get a new pet. If she died... she'd simply take her new face and try again. Such was her way after all. She abandoned throngs of desirous males who'd turn their frustrations back on the women they'd recently tried to abandon and walked out into the sands. She'd find this hero somewhere nearby right?

[Bloodedge]

A walk, she said. That was an interesting way to phrase it, leaving Malleus behind with only an impish grin upon his countenance. This was going to be something worth observing. He would watch from the confines of this palace, but he would do so intently... for he was only truly connected to the one known as Kujaku Mai. Competent utilization of her abilities would make her endeavor the simplest of matters. Otherwise, she could set herself up for being the entertainment of Malleus in a different way. No matter what she chose, the future was bright... for devils.

True enough, the end of Kolin's path would lead to the Berserker, Heracles. He truly was over eight feet tall, matching his local description as the "black giant" of the desert. He was constantly under the influence of Mad Enhancement, fully embodying the identity of a monster. Wood and stone flew about in the area surrounding him; they were mere aftereffects of the carnage he caused. Some poor travelers who thought to make their own way through the desert via makeshift vessels had become naught but red paint for the sands, and war paint for Heracles' colossal form. What was his current target, though? The mast of a more suitable desert ship was treated as a mere club in his hand, and it would be the weapon he used to pummel Dis' outer wall. That blasted city was in his way, and he knew there were targets of his wild murder spree within.

[Apollymi]

On her walk covered for the sake of avoiding blowing sands, Kolin eventually came across this giant outside of her city. Of course he was here... he didn't seem to have any idea of where he wished to go. Even if she didn't think to bring him under her power... something would indeed need to be done about him. There was carnage in his wake, and though she wasn't squeamish in the slightest, she couldn't imagine letting an untamed beast like that run about in her Kingdom. He'd slaughter everyone, and she'd never ascend or reach her goals. Alright... well that settled at least one issue, it simply wasn't an option to do nothing at this point. But what about the man himself. Tall and dark, probably handsome when he didn't look like a beast. Not her implied type but not bad to look at. Body full of muscles definitely a positive. Actually...

Her mind started to wander. She enjoyed the man she was after for a muscular build. Izou had proved what kind of extras could come from a man knowing what to do with his strength... though he was admittedly a bit more reserved than what she would have preferred. Could a man like this one... offer her the physical aspects of sex that she'd come to enjoy at Jason's hands?! No, wait she didn't enjoy that... did she? Well... to some extent she obviously enjoyed roughness and pain. Did she enjoy more than that though? Probably. Should she spend time thinking about it? Maybe not... if she could get it elsewhere it wouldn't matter if she enjoyed it with Jason. If she brought this man under her control she could have it on demand and with whatever she wanted, right? That made sense. And... he did hit enough of her markers that she could enjoy him... actually maybe a few more. She'd never been so small beside a man, she was far from a small woman to begin with. She was suddenly rather full of desire, the desire to possess him. The desire to calm him, the desire to claim him among her many many followers. She found herself easily longing for such an experience. How strange... that had to be this power of Lust, perverting what would have been her normal selfish thoughts, well these were still selfish. She'd get what she wanted whether he got something or not. Her appearance would appear to shift for this man, her own desire to possess him would aim to enchant him. Showing him someone he desired to be with, someone he lusted after. Her voice would seem to change the same way. "You don't have to do that you know? You can just come with me... That wall can't feel anything~" well, what would come of this. More contact might need to be made. She she would move forward a bit, aim to touch him... what kind of reaction would she get? Would she get to know what he was seeing? Well... she supposed she found out soon.

[Bloodedge]

Heracles had been rampaging outside of Dis for quite some time, and none willingly approached him all the while. That is, until today... when a buxom woman with her head in the clouds approached him. What was she trying to do? It didn't matter. Her attempts at appealing to Heracles yielded nothing, as there was nothing he wanted for but more destruction while in this state. He saw her as she was. To Heracles, this was just some shrouded woman who would be a target of his endless rage. After slamming that ship's mast into the city wall once more, blood-red glowing eyes locked onto Kolin as the hulking Berserker exhaled steam through nose and mouth. She spoke, but it registered only one way... and it barely managed that. The wall felt nothing, true. She could feel something, though, and he could make sure of that. As the woman reached out to touch the Berserker, he reached out in turn. Ah, there was a great difference between attempts here. Kolin aimed only to make contact, while Heracles aimed to grab her by the midriff with that monster-sized hand of his. He would squeeze, and he would lift, seeming only slightly curious as he clearly considered snapping her spine then and there. No words escaped the old Hero; only grunts passed his lips.

[Apollymi]

Oh... now she had this Berserker's attention. How good and bad. Well, she did want his attention but she hadn't really expected to get it without being able to manipulate his direct actions thereafter. Imagine her surprise when this giant of a man turned that blood-red gaze of his upon her. That wasn't bad, definitely hit another of her markers at least. She wasn't having an affect on him... this was going to get strenuous wasn't it? Oh well, she'd figured this was a possibility at least. She was less than surprised when the giant of a man picked her up, still she didn't expect the rather sudden squeezing of her midsection either. Well, at least she was touching him, a squeak escaped her in the moment. What a strangely girlish sound and also not one entirely connected to the pain of being so suddenly handled. Right. That was actually a thing, Kolin enjoyed pain... probably more than most people would realize for someone who didn't enjoy physical confrontations at all. Actually, just that squeeze and the idea that her body could be broken in the moment brought a strange kind of blush to her face. She gave up the pretense of being coy or manipulative in the moment as her own desires became more obvious to her. "So, we could talk about this...or I will if you won't. I don't hate this kind of treatment or anything, but you would probably enjoy it more if you buried your dick in me before squeezing like that!~" What a disgusting sentence, imagine how happy she could have been if she would have spoken it to any but a crazed desert demigod? Still it was what she wanted now that this was happening. Would he take such a suggestion from her? Was he being influenced by the amount of lust she currently possessed? Kolin for all her 'bad' at doing things, was actually trying to properly utilize this power, it just so happened that her desire for sex was also technically triggered by violence. Still, she couldn't really know, how this would play out. She didn't have clairvoyance anymore... the end game of a moment was never really clear to her anymore. This man hadn't spoken a word since she arrived. Actually, given how talkative her other men were being in recent times, this was also a blessing. Bed a silent violent heroic demigod, that was sounding like a much greater plan than it ever had before. And hell, she was more than well on her way for being prepared for such a pillaging.

[Bloodedge]

Strangely, this woman showed no fear after being subjected to the grasp of Heracles. This was new. He'd been on a rampage for centuries, even millennia, and all who entered his clutches were either aggressive... or frightened. Not this one─ no, she seemed almost pleased. Was it the sweet release of death she longed for? Not at all. Her reaction triggered a memory for the Berserker; he'd seen this before. Alas, even his recollection paled in comparison to the ecstatic nature of Kolin in this moment. Stranger still, even though Heracles couldn't possibly understand her offer, he took pause because of it. He wasn't simply going to take her suggestion; it was entirely lost to him. Little did the old demigod know, this hesitation would soon be the end of him in a way. Kolin had created an opening with the aura of Lust that poured from her consciousness alone. All she needed to do, was capitalize on having Heracles' attention for a brief moment. How would she manage such a thing? Well, time would tell... but time was quite limited. At any moment, the Berserker could ─ and likely would ─ snap her feeble human body like a twig. Yes... whenever he stopped taking pause due to comparisons drawn with his less-rambunctious past, he would be doing that.

[Apollymi]

Kolin indeed had no fear and was by all means ecstatic at the idea of bedding this demigod. In fact, her thoughts about such only became more and more detailed over time. Still there was the matter of overcoming the part of him which was Berserker. Actually, it was a little bit strange... he didn't seem to register the words she said, but still he hadn't yet snapped her body apart. She needed to take advantage of that. Her boy was being held in a strange way, she'd already been reaching to touch him so her arms were free... oh hands too. Well, no time like the present. She reached for the demigod's dick, which she immediately aimed to stroke and get a feel for. If he wasn't about the words, maybe the actions would be enough. They could steer this interaction in the right direction, after all... every normal creature had sex. "Come on now, we could have actual fun instead... Let me, help!~" she moaned, far too excited. Even a Berserker had to understand sex at some level. At the same time, that power of Lust she held should spread. Maybe she could bring his mind back into some realm of normalcy. Not for the sake of restoring him, but to keep him from mindlessly rampaging and ruining her venture in Dis. Of course, if that also meant she could use him... that would only make it better. She really did enjoy the grip he currently had on her body. She could almost imagine him holding her like this while he jammed himself to the very depths of her person. What a great time this would be whenever he switched from kill to fuck. Hopefully he did, it would be really embarrassing if she died trying to fuck a rampaging demigod.

[Bloodedge]

Of all the oddities to this meeting thus far, there was one that transcended the others... and Heracles was experiencing it during his hesitation. Her hands being free as they were, she made the inconceivable decision of reaching for the Hero's groin. As his only article of clothing was a fustanella, access to his tool was an easy matter. Well, besides that... it wasn't as if much of a reach was required. That skirt-like garment saw its end just above Heracles' knees, and just above that... was the head of his manhood, grown to monstrous size just like the rest of his hulking form. Kolin's hand would undoubtedly fail to wrap around the vascular shaft she attempted to stroke; even both hands likely couldn't meet one another if they tried. Still, the simple act of this woman touching it was capable of registering, even in the mind of a Berserker. No, that wasn't right. His mind was affected by something entirely different, as if he were being consumed by Kolin's will. It was his will now─ a desire to annihilate this woman in a very different manner.

Kolin would be slammed back-first into the sands, pressed into the ground as Heracles seemed to fight against this newfound urge. What was this? He should have broken her in half and pulled her apart, but this simple contact led him to want for something very different. Surely she could feel it. With that sort of girth going for the rampaging monster, there was no doubt one couldn't feel even the slightest throbbing of that bulging cylinder. The true question was: why would she even think touching it was a good idea?

[Apollymi]

And hand made contact... was that a thigh? No. It actually wasn't, how surprising! Kolin wouldn't have been more shocked to find out about the size of this man's phallus if he'd whipped it out and paraded it in the middle of Dis. Of course, there were normal things to consider, most would have been horrified. The idea of having something so large within their body was frightening to most, but for someone who enjoyed pain, even without being the type to admit it, such a thing was exciting! What else was exciting or amusing in this case? Well, she was rather suddenly tossed back first into the sand. What kind of reaction would this elicit from the blonde woman? She'd giggle. "Tehehehe!~" That hurt, but it also felt amazing. It was rather strange, but in all of her forms, Kolin was no petite woman. Mai Valentine hadn't been a small person, she'd never been moved around like her body meant nothing. This was a rather strange thing to suddenly have the experience of a smaller woman at the hands of someone giant. It was enticing. Maybe this was why those child-sized women were so okay with being so very tiny. Maybe they liked being tossed around like ragdolls too? Her hand was still on his phallus, and right at the moment, she was sure she couldn't have wrapped her hands around it. Hand jobs were out of the question when one would need an army of hands to get the job done. "You want to right? You can put that in me you know... I can take it!~" she mused happily. Not that it mattered, she was almost certain any of her forms could take any form of sexual deviance she required. Her body after all had been the basis for all of those... 18+ additions the game had made before. If this world held true, her own form should be capable of a lot of things. And if not.. well she'd be embarrassed and never speak about what happened to his body. Still there was enough pain and newness in this experience that she couldn't wait to try it out. How strange for a woman who didn't seem to care at all about sex to rather suddenly jump straight into the most devious forms of it. Was this lust? Or was this simply her? Well... she supposed in the end the answer didn't matter.

[Bloodedge]

Further contact yielded further results. More lust emerged from the pinned woman, taking effect on Heracles until that unrealistic cock of his lifted his fustanella, baring itself fully as the garment cascaded around its base. Heracles' aggression was quickly taking a sharp turn, leading toward... well, it could only truly be described as lust, right? This woman lay beneath him with such confidence, such excitement, and he could only meet that energy with his own. He had a free hand, and he used it to tear away the bottom of Kolin's singular garment, baring the thickness of her legs which only rivaled that which would soon be used to penetrate her. Luckily for those who sought entry to Dis prior to this scene... they were spared from witnessing this ordeal by their untimely demise. Without so much as a moment of hesitation, Heracles lowered himself enough that his unnecessarily-meaty phallus forced its way between her legs, pressing against her sex. That thing surely wasn't going to fit, but it seemed Heracles was content to continue pushing forward regardless. The stretching alone would prove problematic, as the girth of Heracles rivaled the width of the human female's middle torso. Would this matter? No. There were no thrusting motions, no preparation, simply... a continuous forward push to force entry. There was almost no give, so to speak. Eventually however, Heracles' almost ireful effort paid off in the only way it could. As if breaching a wall with a battering ram, he suddenly broke through Kolin's entry, thrusting far too much length for any normal human to harbor into her undercarriage... all in one decisive moment. There was no halt; Heracles' full shaft buried itself within her as if the Berserker were overstuffing a turkey destined for the oven.

[Apollymi]

Okay, so she wasn't dead yet, that was a good sign. Oh, he was ripping the bottom of her gown off. Well, she had others...

Oh.

This demigod's fully erect manhood was monstrous. That should have been frightening. Kolin should have wanted to back out, maybe if she was smarter, or less of a masochist she might have been properly afraid of what was happening. But she could feel it, and instead of being upset, she was... excited. She felt nothing but anticipation. Still, he was trying to push into a slot which was initially not large enough, just that entry was painful. It felt like she was being torn apart, but she also didn't want it to stop. In fact, Kolin didn't seem to mind it very much at all. And it was taken far from slowly. Eventually the whole of his manhood made his way into her body and she felt as if she'd been filled in a way that wasn't humanly possible. And it was true it shouldn't have been possible, but her body stretched to accomodate but her stomach had an inhumanly large bump. Oh this was nice. How nice? Kolin's face bore an expression of pure bliss. Tongue hanging out, and drool falling from the corners of her mouth. It hurt, but she was so full... she couldn't have been happier if she tried. No talking, no romance and violence... it took all she had to wiggle her hips. She meant to encourage his movements, she definitely wanted this and achieving such a thing seemed to make her body work be properly fulfilled. How strange, this should have been much more dangerous but... she was already doing it and now she would enjoy. "Come on then, I know that isn't all~" how flirty and strangely not bitchy for one like Kolin who did nothing but express displeasure.

[Bloodedge]

It should have been surprising that a human vessel could handle the dick of a monster, but it was this very woman who made such a thing possible in the world. Heracles didn't know, nor did he care. Insertion here was a victory, but only one of many. He was compelled to thrust to and fro, repeatedly releasing and reapplying the bulge of Kolin's lower torso. Soon enough, he found it pointless to use his own body. There was a need to fully plunge into this woman, and trifle matters like angling were beyond the Hero. She was right; that wasn't all there was to his effort. Heracles soon used his grasp on Kolin to lift her from the sands, his squeeze intensifying as he used her more as a masturbatory tool than anything resembling a person. Up and down she'd go, not by the strength of either party's hips, but by the strength of Heracles' arm. Considering how easily he swung around massive objects as weapons, moving her about the full length of his shaft was only as difficult as... well, moving his arm. While he did this, nothing escaped the Berserker but grunts and guttural moans. This was clearly pleasurable to Heracles, even if he didn't know why. Ploughing the blonde seemed like the only thing worth doing; damned be the rampaging and slaying. Nothing mattered at present, other than putting his all into the endless penetration of the woman he held. Oddly enough, it seemed Heracles' mind was somehow slipping even more than it did due to his Mad Enhancement. . .

[Apollymi]

Kolin was such a strange woman. She had no problem being used as a masturbatory aid after it became obvious to her that she could enjoy it. What was more, when the movements of this berserker started they were all so forceful and without care that she immediately found herself at climax. It was too much movement and it was far too good. This would in turn only cause her to clamp down harder on his giant member. As he lost his mind more and more to mechanical movements she gained an innate amount of clarity in her own. Using this creature or in her current case, being used by him, made her feel better. And what was more, she got to experience the strength of a monsterous build she'd never thought was truly possible before. Eventually he was just holding her by the core, moving her up and down the length of him as if she was truly just a toy he would stick his dick into. And such treatment only made the experience better for her! Each and every forced movement slammed against her in a way she didn't know was possible, still she squealed with joy and excitement and moaned in a mix of pain and pleasure that could have only been caused by something so very strange. "Fuck, yes use me just like this. Cum whenever you want I don't care... this is the best!♥~" she squealed her content, encouraged his actions and had nothing but happiness in the moment. She truly did enjoy rough treatment and she didn't find anything wrong with this in the moment. No... he wasn't using her, she was using him. He was hers to do with as she pleased and her power would see to that as well. Eventually this man would take only her orders and do what she wished. She wanted this monstrous dick at her beck and call whenever she was in the mood for it. She wanted his strength as her own. She wanted him docile until she needed something more. Yes... her desires in this moment were likened to an enchantment one that would go much deeper than any other. Her own magic would seep into this demigod eventually and she'd take his mind over from his madness. Actually she was certain if he finished such a thing should tie them together.

[Bloodedge]

Once upon a time, Heracles had been one of the greatest heroes in the world. As far as Greek legends were concerned, there was none greater than his own. Today however, he would be reduced to the slave of one woman's desire. He couldn't understand it, but deep within, he felt it happening. Just as his seed welled up, his inner subservience would be doing the same. What was that she said? Use her like this, ejaculate whenever he desired. Yes. Heracles felt inclined to do whatever this woman asked of him in the moment, so he continued making use of her body this way. He wasn't even sure what sort of fluid was slathering his shaft, but there was soon to be another. All that grunting became a bellowing roar as he slid Kolin fully onto his rod, gorging her once more with more than just his flesh. Oh, this would be messy. Spilling from his urethra in a single moment, was a quantity of semen rivaling that of a small army. There was but a single, plentiful burst to bulge her gut further yet before spilling out wherever it could.

In that very moment of ejaculation, the Hero Heracles was no more. Already a shell of his former self, he was but a slave to these urges he felt. What did Kolin want from him? He had only the previous order to continue using her, and he wanted nothing more than to do just that. As such, Heracles continued pressing onward with reckless abandon, doing only as he'd been told. The mind of a Mad Enhancement-afflicted Berserker was a strange thing when taken control of. If this was Kolin's only order, he would never stop executing it until an order to do so was given. Even then, there was only a chance of that secondary demand being adhered to, depending on the situation. At present, Heracles was going to repeatedly pleasure himself using Kolin's body as a literal sleeve, and just as frequently cause the previously-reddened sands around them to be washed over by a thick sea of white.

[Apollymi]

She'd told him to use her, and she would be used. Over and over in this stretch of desert. She wasn't sure how many times this giant man finished, but she was quite sure her body was full to the point of overflow. Her body felt almost uncomfortable with the amount of fluid within it. And then it began spilling out, all over this desert once painted red, a sea of white emerged. And how did Kolin feel about this? More than satisfied. Each filling and each rough movement came with nothing but pleasure for the former goddess' body. Her desire for this treatment didn't wane for quite a while yet. She loved being the center of attention, she loved feeling desired. And even more than either of those, she loved being used. This mindless beast of a man was exactly what she wanted. No words, no whining, no pining just movements and actions and so much physical force. This amount of violence could kill her, and she'd die happy. In fact, she did just that, not in the literal sense but in the metaphorical sense. Each and every time this man finished within her, she felt elated. More and more she felt her connection to this creature, she was quite sure she had already captured his mind, but eventually this hand to end right? "We're almost done, one more and then stop. I can't take any more!♥~" This was true her desires had been met. She was swimming in a sea of reproductive fluids. She was covered in sweat and sad and her entire body had gone from pleased to sore she couldn't imagine she'd have an easy go of this. Her demand was true, it was felt from the depths of her being. She wanted one more than this for this to end.

[Bloodedge]

One more to end it all, she said. Yes, he could and would do that. Quite some time had actually passed by the time Kolin spoke, and Heracles had gone well beyond what should have been any person's sexual stamina. All of it was for the voice he now registered as the thing capable of commanding him. Another roar escaped the Berserker, along with yet another expulsion of fluids─ enough that his lower half would hardly be visible past all the spillage since this all started. He'd plunged into the depths of Kolin's very torso by then, and he hardly seemed to have intentions of extricating himself. Actually, the loosening of his grip was the only thing to suffice in that regard. So much shot forth from his shaft, Kolin was sure to be thrown off by it... in a literal sense. Something like a bottle rocket, she would be propelled off that monster shaft, left to fall into a pool of ejaculate and sand, while Heracles heaved and lowered himself. Soon, he would even lose the darkness of his sclerae and a bit of the gray hue to his skin. He was still a hulking beast, and mostly mindless... but it seemed he was now awaiting his next order.

[Apollymi]

One final roar, and one more rather explosive climax. So explosive in fact, that Kolin herself was thrown off this giant creature. How interesting. She found herself laying in a pool seed. She was happy, a blush upon her face, and a her body nearly convulsing. Though she did stretch to accommodate that monster dick, she was quite certain she couldn't feel her legs. Even so, that was pretty satisfying. After a few moments the woman would sit up, she didn't immediately try to stand but she did think about the fact that she'd walked out here. Oh no. There was no way she was going to make it back where she was going on her own. No way was she about to crawl back after taking the most monstrous dick of her life. This was supposed to be a moment of pride, not shame. Right? Ah, well, it was indeed just that, as she shifted her gaze, she found the once raging Berserker returned to a somewhat more normal coloration and seemingly waiting? Oh... well that would be for the best. She shifted herself around a bit and spoke to him directly. "Hey, come pick me up and carry me back. Gently though... I'm pretty sure I don't wanna be shaken up to badly right now." she mentioned. There was still a ridiculous amount of reproductive fluid leaking out of her person. She definitely needed another bath. Oh and all kinds of care. That didn't matter though, there was no longer a raging berserker outside of her kingdom and she was fairly certain she had a legitimate amount of control over him. That was definitely a win for the day. She could return and act triumphant. Even as the days went on and the business of her kingdom started to climb.

[Bloodedge]

The Berserker waited, and was indeed given further instruction. He would of course follow this order, reaching down to take hold of the sperm-covered woman as if he were completely unbothered by her state of being. Even while his fluids dripped from her insides and outsides, Heracles bent his elbow and seated the woman atop his forearm. Instruction left him capable of doing a bit more than simply moving forward, so he naturally had the sense to avoid simply smashing his way through the wall. Instead, he walked around the way he'd seen Kolin approach earlier. Did it matter that his seed was trailing along behind both of them all the while? Well, he wasn't even aware of it... not that he would be concerned even if he could be aware. Whatever the case, he would follow Kolin's instruction, carrying her to whatever location she'd originally come from. Of course, reaching the Pleasure Palace would result in that giant of a man collapsing the door frame he entered due to his massive size alone. Without so much as a flinch, he'd simply... walk through it.

[Apollymi]

And back towards the palace they went. By the time they reached it she was no longer dripping fluids but she was still covered in them more so than she would have liked. That being said the trip itself was mostly uneventful until of course, this giant of a man entered through the first of the doors of the place crushing it instantly. If Kolin cared about her current state, it didn't show at all in her person, that being said the state of this building was one of the things she'd rather avoid messing up. In all of her planning and thoughts about procuring this particular man, she hadn't really considered what it would be like to have him living in a space for normal sized humans and humanoids. No matter, she did have someone on hand for general advice. "Stop for now. I need to chat with someone." she ordered the man for a second or two. "Keep holding me though." she added, not wanting to be dropped or anything. "Malleus," she questioned expecting that demon creature to appear at her call for no reason other than she was pretty sure he could. "Is there a way to, shrink him a bit. I don't want him breaking every door between this one and my bedroom. Or you know literally everything else he has contact with..." she asked as if it was simply an advisor and not like a demon she summoned by slaughtering a great number of children. But such was her way. She was perfectly lucid and her demands were rather simple. Besides all of that she asked this question as if she didn't care at all about her current state of being, she'd done a thing, and had no intention of explaining why she was like this right now. Yep, it was good to be in charge.

[Bloodedge]

Heracles was given one additional order, or rather two, after setting foot in the palace. He stopped immediately, even halting all movements. Luckily enough, Kolin specified that he should continue holding her. If she hadn't done such a thing with his mind in its current state, there was a very real chance of the Berserker dropping her then and there. Ah, but that would surely change over time when his mind settled.

The name Malleus was called. Just as Kolin expected, the very devil she called upon appeared before her and her new... pet. A blaze of green flame and smoke marked his arrival via some strange teleportation. On his face was that same sickening grin he wore when first being summoned. What could Kolin have wanted from him? Ah, she'd managed to subdue the Berserker... and wished to shrink him? There was a way Malleus knew of, perhaps even several. "H'oh? You feel different now. I like it," he commented first and foremost. A casual wave of his hand employed an almost magical effect, ridding Kolin and her new plaything of their orgasmic coatings. Of course, he also fashioned a chalice from nothing, accumulating all of that fluid into the drinking apparatus spawned at Kolin's location. It seemed as if he intended to offer her a drink, since she was so clearly content to partake of such things. Even devils knew jest, if it was to be considered such. "There are many ways. The Hero Heracles is only so massive due to... Mad Enhancement, I believe it is called. Since you have him under your control now, I would advise placing a seal for Mad Enhancement─ one released by your order alone. To do that, would also prevent any rampaging from a tamed Berserker who hasn't received orders for some time. That seems a rather common occurrence, otherwise."

[Apollymi]

It would seem to Kolin she'd made the right decision in giving the man his follow-up order. And she was satisfied by the idea that Malleus had appeared when he was summoned. She found herself watching his method of teleportation and wondered if this was simply a personal choice of his or not. "Oh? Well... I guess that is good," said Kolin. She had no idea what this man was implying, but she rather suddenly found herself not covered in reproductive juices and still calmly within the arms of the berserker. She took note of the chalice created by this man and frowned at him. Did he think he was funny? She supposed if it wasn't something done to her at a time like this, it would have been funny. Actually, she chuckled just a little before realizing this joke was at her expense. "I get the strangest feeling you're trying to tease me, but I'm in a good mood right now..." she said seeming to wave off the whole thing, though she didn't manage to smile about this particular jest.

Moving right along, this devil advisor of hers had a few good uses. One of them was a bit of information about Mad Enhancement and how to seal it. Keeping Heracles from going too crazy during her keep of him was a pretty important step. She'd rather not risk anything unnecessary just to keep him on hand in her Pleasure Palace. "I can seal his Mad Enhancement..." she managed to look a bit confused by this particular thing. "How?" she asked. For someone who'd played in this world as if it weren't real, she was missing several real mechanics of it since coming here. If she were being honest, she didn't really have to care about it while she was top-tier as an existence, such little details never bothered her. Obviously, she didn't learn them, which was leading to several different problems she was encountering now. Whatever the case, she'd abuse the devil's mind while he was at her disposal and learn new things to use against her followers and enemies alike.

[Bloodedge]

Was the devil trying to tease this woman? Perhaps he was, or... perhaps he wasn't at all. No matter his intention, Kolin's mood had undergone enough of a change that she laughed. Interesting. What he knew of her implied that her natural reaction to such things would be filled with nothing but indignation, yet that was the exact opposite of her current demeanor. Well... that scowl remained nonetheless, but none of that mattered in the end.

Kolin did not rationalize for herself how to seal the Berserker's Mad Enhancement, much to any magician's disappointment. Malleus could feel the amount of magical power and potential within this human, and for mere mortals, both traits were exceptional in her. Why then, did she not have better uses for them? "Once again, there are many methods," the devil spoke, gesturing openly with a single hand toward Kolin and Heracles. "The simplest of them all, for your ability, I have already given you. To take control of something is to take part of itself into you. You must have realized something similar when the unborn of that beast first entered your body, no? Think like a fertility goddess, Ishtar. Think like a creature of Lust," he explained. Of course there were many other methods, but Malleus had an agenda of his own with this woman. The more she made use of that specific aspect within her, the more she would progress along the path of a devil. Knowing this as fact, how could he even think to suggest anything other than use of her Lust Authority?

[Apollymi]

Strange though her lack of bad mood might have been, it was often implied by the kinds of people she chose to be around. She was less inclined to be upset when she was getting her way. And in the last few hours she'd been getting nothing but her way. In fact, bar the violence she'd caused Leorio earlier, most of her decisions had simply been rational. Well, as rational as they could be under the circumstances. Here and now however there was the matter of her lack of understanding of her own abilities. The fact that Malleus was pushing his own agenda in these matters wasn't important. At the end of the day, the woman who'd been known as Mai Valentine, didn't have enough knowledge of the game mechanics nor a solid interest in her own character builds. She'd only wanted to be strong and have an easy time. As such, she'd always left the development of her play styles to her followers. Because of this, the last millennium had been full of her simply recycling older builds or the basics of them but never quite reaching the same kind of potential. So, if Malleus gave an idea which would keep pushing her use of her Lust ability seemed decent enough to her. It would keep her from going mad, which would make her life easier and would give her better control of her new pet. There was no real negative to such a thing in her own mind.

Had she realized something when the unborn of this man entered her body? Yes, aside from the ridiculous amount of it that had entered, there was a certain connection which developed upon her taking so much into herself. Ah, so such a power exchange was necessary. She would have thought that gross, Kolin would have hated such a thing. So why then did the idea not seem so bad right now? Was rationality winning out over her own ideals? No. Definitely not, it was something else entirely wasn't it. She'd become less inclined for such things after her fall. Not having a mind to use such powers as she seethed aside from gaining control of others. Ah... right if she wanted something or someone's powers before she'd had sex with them. It gave her access to them when she'd been the Goddess Ishtar. Though admittedly there had been a certain amount of 'Love' involved. She was never really the friendly type. Her mind processed such information, piece by piece. Her mind turned like angry rusted cogs. Less so now, than before, but she still seemed to have a certain amount of haze implied to her thoughts. Only after a few moments didn't in this giant's arm did she come to a certain conclusion. "Oh, something like that then... Fine I guess," she mentioned without stating an implicit plan. She'd reach for the chalice this man had an take a drink from it. Strangely she didn't find such a thing distasteful, maybe she never truly did in the first place. Doing this she took this man's essence into her body, doing so gave her power an understanding of Heracles. She formed a seal, which moved across her tongue for several moments. "Here. Don't fight this, accept it." she said to Heracles. Just another order as she ran her tongue along the side of his face and caused the spread of the seal she'd recently created. It would go along his body, restricting his Mad Enhancement. And his body size. The look of it was like a red tattoo which would leave strange markings along the whole of his body. This was an unconscious decision of Kolin's but, it did look vaguely familiar to anyone who knew of her preferences.

[Bloodedge]

Malleus observed silently as Kolin reached the necessary conclusions. It seemed she would, indeed, make use of her Lust abilities. How would they manifest for her? The answer was... stupidly. She drank from the chalice filled with that behemoth's sperm, and by absorbing it into her Authority, she constructed a seal using the connection. Heracles was already feeling rather strange internally when Kolin ingested his seed, and soon, he would understand why that feeling struck him. He had no choice but to accept whatever was coming, which happened to be Kolin's tongue trailing along his face. In that moment, two red lines extended down the left side of his face. Other such parts of the seal wrapped around his neck, either side of his torso, left bicep and right wrist, right thigh and left ankle. It all looked just a bit tribal, and indeed similar in setup to another Hero of old. The solidification of these seals shrank the Berserker to a more reasonable size. His muscles retained a great deal of potency, but he was quite tone by the end of the shift. The natural, tan hue of Heracles' skin returned to its original state, and it appeared there was a legitimate amount of consciousness within him at last. Ah, but he did remain around seven feet tall, and easily capable of holding Kolin up with one arm─ even if he could no longer sit her atop it as he had been doing. He hadn't been told to release her, so he instead held her up by the midriff. "Does this form suit you?" the Hero inquired.

[Apollymi]

Ah, seal made and the shrinking of the giant began. By the time it was all over there were was an obvious mark of the seal applied to his person. That looked somewhat familiar to Kolin and her eyes widened when she realized where she must have gotten it from. She'd push that thought aside a bit and frown just a little because of it. Even so, the method by which she was being carried would change, though the man showed no strain in doing so. This was good, he was well muscled, but more appropriately sized for the moment. And with the muscles of his body condensed he now looked even more like her type than she'd thought before. Actually the only thing that would make him more her type is if he was blonde. Whatever the case, the man now found himself capable of more than grunts. She was almost disappointed by this, but since his first question at this time was her opinion of him, she'd not withhold it at all. After all, it wasn't as if she disliked the man or anything. "Yes, this form suits me. Actually, you aren't bad on the eyes at all," she said in general appreciation of his form. "Take me to my room so we can have a bath," she said to the hero she was now using as her personal muscular pet. She look to Malleus give a wave, "Thanks for the advice," she said seeming to mean it. Unlike most other times the woman actually seemed to have undergone shift enough in her personality to show at least a little gratitude along with her normal activities.

From this point forward, time would pass. A hot relaxing bath would help her out immensely but she'd have the hero Heracles, carrying her around for a few days yet... if only to avoid walking funny. A week would pass in Dis and the entirety of the Kingdom would become quite the brothel in that time. At the center of it, Kolin seemed to be waiting for quite a while yet. Obviously, she had no intention of changing her form until after she got rid of her current pregnancy. Instead, the whole of the Kingdom seemed to grow into a buzzing little prostitution ring and she, got the benefit of the tributes from the operation. Several minor changes took place around this Kingdom and it became a seedy hub in a very short amount of time. Such would be the state it'd be found in for quite a while yet.

[Bloodedge]

"Yes," was all Heracles said, accepting his mistress' order with ease after hearing that his form was suitable. He was in possession of conscious thought now, but all he wished to do with it was answer to Kolin. He would not hesitate after answering, taking immediate steps toward the queen's chambers while keeping her in tow. Straight into the tub she went, though apparently, he would be bathing as well. Ah... but that was quite the important thing; Heracles had been wandering the desert for ages upon ages.

Days passed, and eventually, it had been just over a week since Kolin's arrival in Dis. Now that it had been successfully turned into a hub for prostitution, it seemed the perfect time for a well-deserved visit. The Argo docked at long last, and from it came the Hero Jason and his entire group of Argonauts. Jason headed the group; he would have a rather easy time being led to the city's center, considering the fact that Kolin's servants were effectively his own slaves as well. Alas, he would first look to the mage called Nerys, with whom he'd shared no shortage of experiences over the past week or so. "And you were gonna be onboard with this shit? I'd hate to do anything but sling my cock around in this place," he said nonchalantly, already believing this city was nothing anyone could consider a utopia. Even so, it had a few decent aspects to it. If it happened to be under different management, perhaps it could be the cornerstone of the world's greatest country... at least the way Jason perceived it.

[Apollymi]

Nerys stood beside Jason after disembarking from the Argo. The idea of being in this place, still made her uneasy, but there was a certain amount of safety she was afforded by being connected to Jason so she walked along with her usual demeanor. She had on in addition to her new lighter red and gold outfit a pair of gladiator sandals, though her own height hadn't changed very much at all. Nerys was a tall woman still bustier than most would deem decent. And in truth she didn't look at all like she didn't belong here. Still she managed to shake her head from left to right in firm denial. "No. No... this was never my plan. I... helped in Zuria because I didn't want to die to someone crazy enough to contract the Executioner. It was my plan, to stay there after she left, which I knew she would do. A nice lonely tower to conduct my research and do my work," she said her shoulders relaxing. "Then... she sent all the women away and ran it straight into the ground. I only ended up with her at the end of that whole thing because I was dragged along by Lot. I figured I'd help her get across the desert and head to the Maurenia. They have a pretty good hold up of Alchemists there. I could have started over there..." Nerys mentioned. "That isn't to say I regret ending up on the Argo. I feel like I do a decent amount of good there..." she stated sheepishly. She'd had enough of a good time with Jason, and the crew that she was fine having ended up a member of the Argo, still living in a place such as this was never part of her plans in the first place. Visiting it though she might have done anyways, if she didn't currently know how unbalanced someone like Kolin was as a leader. Now, she felt bad for any woman who ended up here... as they were likely being put through hell to some extent. In fact, nothing about this place didn't scream unsettling to the mage, and she wasn't quite sure why. She was sure if she figured it out though, she wouldn't like it. Best not think about it too much. Jason and the Crew could have their fun and then she could return to the desert where she now felt like she belonged.

[Bloodedge]

"Oh? Makes sense. I always wanted to pick up some stragglers from over there; don't think they like running through the desert much," Jason mentioned, deciding mid-sentence that it didn't really matter. Jason and the Argonatus had access to Nerys now, and that was a massive step up from snatching some dusty old alchemist from a country full of them. "Good thing you showed up with that group. Take your fresh start where you belong. C'mon." These words were spoken as Jason stepped forward, slapping the woman's backside upon passing her by. He would find the nearest official-looking person at this strange desert dock, though said official was just yet another whore. Well... that strangely applied twice in this situation. The woman developed an immediate thirst for the Argonaut Captian upon seeing him, yet she was also clearly a working girl in Dis. "You. Take me and the boys here to the queen; I gotta make sure she did her damn job," he said, to which the obvious prostitute acquiesced immediately. Jason, Nerys, and all of the Argo's crew would be led to the Pleasure Palace at the city's center. There, it was assumed they would encounter Kolin. . .

[Apollymi]

Nerys heard out what the Captain of the Argo had to say. He was quite right, the Alchemist of Maurenia probably wouldn't have enjoyed life upon a ship. Most enjoyed quiet working spaces with dangerous materials. Though the material gain from being on the Argo was quite high, making a good working space for oneself on a ship was a bit harder. Nerys was thinking about making herself one in a quite corner for things she couldn't get done in a few seconds. Whatever the case, Jason had a few more words to share with the white haired lass, he claimed that it was good she'd shown up when she did and that she should take the fresh start she was meant for. "Tehehe!♥~" a happy giggle escaped her as a firm hand met her backside as it seemed to quite frequently. "Aye Captain!~" mentioned Nerys. She was more than willing to be a member of the Argo. Willing to help better the lives of Jason and the crew. It might not have been what she imagined upon getting brought to this world, but at the very least it was about the speed of life she craved. Work enough to do and feel satisfied and down time enough to relax and enjoy life... a perfect balance.

Still this Pleasure City was quite strange, the first person they approached happily led them towards the Pleasure Palace and appeared to be both official and a prostitute. Nerys would have been surprised, but it was much like Kolin to not respect anyone's personal talents and to delegate them into the tasks she wanted them to have instead. Sad, but not a direct concern right at the moment. Where was Kolin during all of this? She was in the palace freaking out. She'd heard about a boat docking and a large group of sailors appearing and she'd felt on edge the entire morning. She kept thinking about... "Jason." she said his name in the moment of looking at herself in the mirror. He was here. She knew he was coming closer and closer. Why else would thoughts of him have plagued her brain as such? Well, she was prepared for him, the VIP section was completed within a day of asking for it. The girls who were placed in it were all to his general liking, but in various heights, weights, hair colors and species. He and his men literally had a medley of women to choose from. And had all been marked to avoid any problems. None would get pregnant, all would be ready for potentially entertaining him and his crew. She even had chefs prepare a feast and the like. All those girls would be lined up and waiting for them as they entered that section of the palace where he'd no doubt be taken with all of his men. And then Kolin herself would be appearing before him. She'd chosen an outfit specifically form him and changed into it. It was more simple, blue silk and white trim which looked a bit more rugged and hugged all her curves. She appeared at the top of this line with her hair looking as if she rolled out of bed like this. Yep, she was ready and she'd greet him happily. "Jason♥!~ Welcome to Dis!~"

[Bloodedge]

Upon being led to the section of Dis dedicated to their group, Jason and the Argonauts were welcomed by a slew of curvaceous women, the grandest feast any of the crewmen had ever seen, and of course... Kolin herself. Various Argonauts were frothing at the mouth─ some even for two reasons at once. They all had plenty of reason to be excited after their arrival. Not a single Argonaut would leave Dis without a full stomach and empty balls, and it seemed Jason himself would be no exception. Well... of course he wouldn't be; none would indulge more than the Captain. Kolin could be seen at the highest level among this group of women, greeting Jason in particular with... words? That didn't seem right. From so far below, Jason leaned forward while cupping a hand over his ear, as if he couldn't hear or understand what she was saying. "EH? Look here missy, I don't speak that regal shit. Me and the boys came here looking for sluts, and you ain't looking like much of one from that high horse," he said, moving on to address the crew thereafter. There was an obvious hunger radiating from every last Argonaut visiting Dis, and Jason was content to let them all feast on whatever they saw fit. "What're you waiting for, lads? Get out there and have blast!" he ordered. Interestingly enough, Nerys was not excluded from this offer. She was one of the boys after all, so his quick gesture glance around the crew did not skip her at all.

[Apollymi]

Oh, Jason didn't like where she was right now? Well, that was simply the set up.... Kolin for all her indulgences was already moving towards the man even though he'd spoken like he was upset. He always acted like this, he didn't allow her the freedom of pretending in front of him. Being close to him made her feel strangely. All those layers of oaths she'd taken surely had already done their part. While Jason addressed his men she happily waited, this entire space and all its associated rooms were theirs. The girls here were under strict instruction to do what these men wanted and to make sure they received satisfaction. And in exchange they were allowed to forego the usual tribute as they themselves were a tribute. Any and all who found themselves here would do as Jason pleased including Kolin herself who was already excitedly near the captain on her knees waiting. "Jason♥!~ What would you like?" she asked sweetly taking the actions of him into her own hands. In the meantime Nerys simply looked around the room. What she wanted out of such an experience was something very particular. A young woman in a long black dress with breasts that rivaled her own in side was by the bar. She'd poured several rounds of drinks and was instructing them to be carried to others. And being one of the boy's Nerys crossed behind Jason more than willing to claim her prize for the day. "Excuse me, Captain♥!~ I'm going to have a drink..." she said while catching sight of a gloriously bright pair of golden eyes. Nerys had gotten quite used to looking for signs of intelligence in women and this one was surely much more her general type. A soft whisper would escape her while, Kolin began trying avidly to work Jason up to stiffness removing his manhood from his breeches and taking it into her mouth. All this so she could swallow his dick on the spot. "If you happen to decide you'd like to find out what two happy women can be like... you know where to find me♥~" Nerys mentioned, in that always inviting tone she always seemed to have about sexual endeavors that involved Jason. And with that she left to find her happiness. Soon enough it would be seen in the form of this bartender in her lap, pouring her drinks while they flirted happily. Nerys was now a creature in her element... she had sex with Jason, even liked it to a great extent. But her preference for women was becoming more and more obvious by the second.

[Bloodedge]

And so, Jason's crewmembers were off to seek satisfaction in their individual ways. Most naturally gravitated toward the women on offer. Some however, wished to fill their bellies of drink and food that weren't water or monster meat before indulging in their baser desires. The overall mood seemed to reflect that of Jason himself, who was content to refrain from greeting Kolin as some lowly animal. Of course, that wouldn't change the way he addressed the whore in general─ especially after she happily sauntered over to him and took knee before he even finished acknowledging her. In the midst of his phallus being worked out of his trousers, he felt Nerys moving around at his rear. She had her eyes set on a very specific target, whom Jason acknowledged as an interesting subject worthy of attention. The mage left his side with a very interesting offer for his consideration. "That one, huh? Have your fun. I'll see what it's worth later," he said, placing a hand on his hip while finally sparing Kolin a direct glance. "Now then, you..."

What was he to do with this one now? She was subservient as ever, using her mouth to bring about his erection with no prompting at all. Jason didn't mind this, of course, but he found himself with more worldly preferences as of late. "What do I want, huh?" he asked rhetorically while her mouth went to work. Looking around the room, Jason found a viable venue, and with it... he had an idea in mind. "I want to get off my damn feet," was his conclusion. Right away, he shoved Kolin's head from his crotch and ascended to the same podium she had so recently left. He'd seen something like a throne there; of course it was to be his seat in this land of vixens, so there, he sat. "I don't remember you doing all that singing and dancing I brought up before."

[Apollymi]

Nerys found herself with this brown haired lass in her lap and a large mixed drink in a glass in hand. The silver haired mage was soon enough sitting with her face buried within the overly large bosom of this woman. She was being spoken to in the most sweet of ways, so much so that she could ignore most of what was going on around her. In fact, her back was to the bar itself and one hand wandered up that very exposed thigh and hip. She was speaking softly to this woman having a cordial but flirty conversation between sips of this drink which if she were being honest was actually quite good. "Life is suddenly looking up... if I got a cigarette out of this I could probably die happy," Nerys said aloud while rubbing her face against this woman's soft bosom.

At the same time, Kolin was being given extra instruction and strangely moved away from Jason's groin. She was far from being discouraged by something so simple, but such a thing still made her pout regardless. If he came here for pleasure why did he want something stupid like getting off his feet and song and dance. Well, regardless, she wanted him happy while he was here and as such she'd do as much as she could to make that so. "I figured that was actually a joke, but if it's what you want..." she mentioned as he took a seat on that throne. When he did random women began moving around him. He'd be offered food and drink in turn. Fruits, and wine, meat from less monstrous animals and all sorts of things. At the same time, music began to play as a veritable feast was able to take place below. The view Jason got would include a stage of course, and music would begin to play. Kolin wasn't a singer in fact, she couldn't carry a tune for anything. But dancing was well within her physical abilities and she'd been practicing. So she'd take to a pole set up on stage and dance for the man and his crew. Hips and swinging motions heavy movements and all of that, all while hoping for approval. She loved being the center of attention, but it felt strange in the case of Jason because she truly wanted to make him happy with this. Oh well, at the very least it was something of an experience and a time to test out her new moves. Such a dance would take place until she was told to stop or Jason decided he wanted something directly from her. And while it did Nerys would look up with a chuckle and redness in her face. "Bitch stole my bit... and badly."

[Bloodedge]

Of all the things to happen here, Nerys desired a cigarette. What a shame. Had she only been one room over, she would've had access to a pipe presently being smoked by none other than Izou. The man was always out and about in Dis, but he wanted no part of whatever happened with the Argonauts. Instead, he had the absolute pleasure of watching multiple scoundrels exit the VIP room of the Pleasure Palace to seek their satisfaction in the comfort of an actual bed or something.

Meanwhile, Jason received many offerings. He soon held a glass of aged wine in his left hand, and what seemed to be part of a lamb rack in his right. A bite here, a bite there... ah, this was something he'd been missing for centuries. He couldn't remember the last time he drank anything other than water taken from an oasis nearby. Now then, how much entertainment would come from this song and dance while he ate? It would be Kolin doing the dancing, of course, but... something was quite off. Her routine was but a poor imitation of one he'd seen multiple times now. How very pitiful. The longer he saw it, the more boring he found it. Well, it was a decent sight to behold regardless, but it just didn't compare to other things he'd seen lately. "Stop," he said only a minute or so into the dance. Maybe something else would suffice─ something he'd seen more recently from Nerys. "That ain't gonna do it. Make it a... what was it? Thigh dance? Whatever it is."

[Apollymi]

Jason watched this dance, but suddenly wanted it stopped? Everyone wondered why, but the Captain of the Argo was far from shy about voicing his complaints. He wanted something else, and Kolin was just the type to provide him whatever he liked but as she stopped twirling on the pole his words hit her ears strangely. "A what? What's a thigh dance?" she looked at one of the other girls nearby and she simply shrugged confused as well. There was a general murmur and Nerys who was face deep in tits a little bit drunk and definitely being almost inappropriately handsy with this particular bartender looked up at all the confusion. She leaned her head back and chuckled ever so gently. "Kukukuku!~ The Captain would like a Lap Dance. Lap Dance..." said the white haired woman who couldn't keep the humor out of her voice. That was hilarious, the laughter she had was soon spread into the chest of the woman who was occupying her own lap.

Jason had been fed and apparently wanted a lap dance. Well, that was much more easily understood. At least Kolin had a point of reference for such a thing, and it was much more her speed to be atop a man anyways. "Oh... alright then..." Kolin said wondering how one got thigh dance from lap dance? That sounded like the sort of mistake super adults made trying to use slang. Whatever, she was moving on from her confusion, and approaching Jason more directly while he sat and enjoyed his food she began dancing in front of him, moving her body about in his lap, teasing his cock with her rear. Music continued to play and such it was pretty easy to do. Though it felt quite mindless if he liked it and she could get praise for it, she wasn't likely to care too much. At the same time, Nerys had settled properly this girl had already agreed to accompany her as soon as someone showed up to take her place (apparently they couldn't leave the bar unattended). An equally pretty young woman with pale blue hair showed up. Her eyes were a startling shade of pink and she waved off the other chick before taking up place behind the bar. "Shoo... shoo... it's not often one of us gets picked to have sex with a girl. Have fun for me!♥~" such were the words of this new bartender in her cocktail dress. A wink came from Nerys aimed at this woman too... maybe next time she'd have at that one too. She still had something going on in her head, that would be lovely. "Catch you later, Captain!♥~" these were Nerys' words as she was led out of this room, and towards one of the many bedrooms. She would be occupied with this woman and hand in hand they'd exit this particular room. Nerys was free to enjoy and the Captain would join her if he wished.

[Bloodedge]

Lap dance? Right, that was the name of it. What a stupid title; it should have been called what it was. He'd received such a thing from Nerys once or twice in the past week, and it mostly consisted of much thigh contact. Would Kolin manage the same amount of satisfactory service? Time would tell, but she was quick to make her way over after discovering what he meant by thigh dance. Ah yes, this was the way. An ass of that magnitude was almost made to take its place in his lap, and with so much flesh rubbing against his groin, it was nigh impossible to avoid being fully erect all the while. Since he'd already been freed from the confines of his breeches, it was just that much better. "That's more like it. Get rid of that useless shit while you're at it though; I wanna feel ass on my skin," he demanded prior to tearing lamb off the bone with his teeth. While chewing away, his eyes briefly traveled to the departing Nerys and her companion of the evening. Yes, he would definitely have to be seeing what those two were up to later... and perhaps the bartender who took her companion's place as well. That one was incredibly interesting. "Enjoy. I'll hear the story later," he said to the mage.

Speaking of the mage, her journey to another room would potentially be quite interesting as well. Only a few paces down the corridor was Izou, seemingly bored out of his mind as that pipe was held between his lips. Puff, puff, was all he knew at the time. Well... aside from the many moans and wails coming from nearby rooms of this blasted place. It was almost torture, what he did to himself by being here now, but he had to get used to it. It wouldn't be long before every corner of the city sounded just like this building did today. . .

[Apollymi]

Lap dance was what Jason wanted and a lap dance would be what he got. Apparently, he liked this well enough and claimed to want no barrier between himself and Kolin, she'd oblige without question. "Of course, Jason♥!~" she said slipping out of that singular item of clothing she wore without missing a beat. It seemed that the Queen of this place had no shame, but everyone was beyond the point of questioning her. After the display with the children of this place, she could do what she wanted and no person would question her out of fear. Happily enough for Kolin as well, even as she danced in Jason's lap, showing her ass and getting to feel his nice cock against her skin, Nerys was also leaving. What a glorious day. Kolin wasn't as upset as she had been before, she still thought the other woman was way too comfortable with her life. She was also still a bit annoyed that she wasn't here to provide her the things that she'd gotten used to. But that was something to be taken care of later. At least, she was only going to have sex with some random girl and wasn't stealing Jason's attention and that was what mattered! Wait no. That wasn't at all what mattered, why did she care if Nerys had Jason's attention, she was obviously just easy access for him. It wasn't like he was trying to go with her right now or anything! Wait no! That was still wrong. She was dancing and having fun but her head was still a mess. But there was the hope of good dick on the table so she'd be happy with that.

Nerys was free to enjoy, not that she didn't always enjoy the Captain, but a nice woman was worth stopping for in the in between. The one she was with had a bit of cleverness to her, mixed drinks well and had very good levels of dexterity and really large tits. That was what was most important here. Nerys walked down this corridor with her hands around this woman and one rather tenuously slipping closer and closer to the target betwixt her legs when she smelled... smoke. Nerys gave pause... her pupils dilating as she got a whiff of something she wished to partake of as well. "Wait wait, just a second... do you have smokes?! Can I bum one?" she asked of the Samurai never unhanding her prize for the evening. Of course, that was a rather strange way but if she was going to bed a woman for the first time in five years she was about to have a near orgasmic experience afterwards too. Today would be glorious! The girl at her side, made a swift move of her eyes away from Izou. "He's one of hers... I wouldn't get too chummy," she said softly which made Nerys smile. She knew by seeing this one was clever it only became more obvious with the warning she gave. "I know what she's like already remember, it's why I'm not here. You're my prize for the night and... I want a cigarette for the glory afterwards."

[Bloodedge]

Of course, Jason. It had been some time since he heard those words. Strangely enough, he felt satisfaction because of them. That stupid woman and her oaths kept her locked into this behavior, though... he still doubted the oaths were even at play anymore by now. Oh well; nothing mattered less than why Kolin behaved in such a way. The only thing of importance was that she did just what he wanted. Currently, what he wanted to feel raw flesh against his own, and he was getting exactly that. Kolin was surprisingly avoiding his ire today. Content, he reached out after finally freeing one of his hands, slapping the queen's backside as it rubbed against his lap. A few heads were turned by the sound; it was a rather ferocious effort. "You're being pretty good today. I'm surprised. Missed me that much, did ya'?" he asked, though the answer was blatantly obvious to him. "Or are you just trying to work your way to a reward? Or... both? Whichever it is, you should have it in your little head what to do."

The samurai would not have a smoke without interruption. Among the comers and goers, there was a singular pair of... two women? Now, that wasn't a sight one got to see around here very often. Surely it was always possible, but never likely. One of them even approached with interest in his smoking apparatus, asking specifically if she could 'bum' a smoke. He didn't have to investigate to understand that she wasn't of this world, just as he wasn't. "Long time for you too, huh?" he asked before taking another, most casual drag. Izou was fully prepared to offer this random woman a couple of puffs, even a whole pipe of her own, but... the bartender with her decided to share some very unwanted words. Instead of offering the object in his hands then, he cut his eyes toward the one thinking she could identify him. "You're the one working for her. Don't get too stupid about why you see a guy like me doing anything," he said snippily.

[Apollymi]

Ah yes, Kolin was surprisingly keeping this man happy today. That was good, this made her happy obviously it was still the oaths. At least that was how Kolin's mind legitimized her behavior. She'd come to understand she liked strange things in sex, but obviously her interest in Jason was strange and related only into those oaths she'd taken while under duress. Still her hips continued to rock in this man's lap as he ate his fill and enjoyed his time, imagine her surprise when her mental wanderings were interrupted by a firm slap to her bottom which echoed across the room. Her eyes widened and her tongue fell out of her mouth. She really did enjoy being smacked on the ass. Oh and he was asking her a question well, "Of course I missed you Jason. I've been waiting for you to come back and reward me for doing a good job!♥~" A sentence which was way too honest. Why did he phrase it like a question, she felt compelled to answer it and honestly. Such a strange thing she'd never really gotten over. Ah, but it didn't really matter, she was above reproach in this case, it didn't matter if she was a raving slut for Jason while he was here, because she was a terrifying force when he wasn't. All could be well regardless. She should have it in her head what to do? Well, keeping him happy was on her list she shifted her person around dropping her chest into his lap. The movements of the lap dance would continue even as she smothered his cock between her bosom and began tracing her tongue over the tip of it. Such was part of her nature when she felt like it, and for Jason she always felt like it.

While Jason got the royal treatment straight from the Queen of Whores, Nerys and her newest companion were faced with this strange Samurai. He spoke like Nerys did, a person from a different place, he understood her pain, maybe a bit more than most. And seemed to be the type of person she was looking for in this world. "Like more than double the length of my actual life and the one thing I've wanted since I got here I haven't been able to find anywhere..." she stated about cigarettes and her ridiculous amount of time in this world. Oh, but the Bartender's warning for her had been taken in a strange way by the Samurai. The Bartender looked abashed but opened her mouth and closed it... this was obviously delicate how did one explain this sort of thing? Nerys knew, because... well Nerys had been a guy initially. "Wait wait, I think you took that a bit harshly. That wasn't a warning about you. That was a girl warning, because she doesn't want me to end up on her shit list. But I was already on her shit list so... deep breath and start over? I'm Nerys." she introduced herself properly. This man seemed a bit more annoyed than most, but she figured he likely had his motivations questioned a lot hanging around with someone like Kolin. She understood the frustration of having to explain that sort of thing so... she could commiserate.

[Bloodedge]

Ah, there was something Jason managed to forget over the past week! When Kolin answered his question, she did so with utmost honesty. How could he have forgotten that specific oath? Well, there were multiple oaths taken by the blonde woman; one was bound to slip here and there. Now that it was on his mind however, he could have a bit of fun. He was going to have some fun anyway, apparently, as Kolin took his final words as guidance. She no longer touched his lap for a few moments─ long enough to turn about and suddenly consumed his cock with those hulking tits of hers. She seemed to have developed a new trick or two since the previous week, considering the fact that he could still see her backside shifting about when she leaned forward into his lap. Jason grinned, he laughed, and he let his eyes travel up and down. What was he to focus on? Her chest? Her ass? Her face, which would potentially be stuffed in a matter of moments? He couldn't really decide which, so his gaze was a bit... all over the place, really. Either way, now was the time for that fun he'd been considering since his revelation. "No need to wait very long then, right? What sort of reward are we looking for this time? Make it fun; I wanna know if you've gotten even sluttier since I dropped you off in this shithole."

Nerys had been a very long time without a cigarette. Izou knew such pain, though not for nearly as long. In his experience, he at least had access to pipes as a rather decent replacement for the habit, and he hadn't been without for as long because of that. "I'm guessing that's pretty damn long. Condolences," he said casually, taking yet another drag for himself. The would-be spat between himself and that bartender nearly left him ready to disregard these two entirely. It would have been a shame; they were both very much his type. Alas, the one dressed as if she'd just come out of the desert had some clarification to offer. It seemed Izou himself had made a bit of an error in how he interpreted the bartender's words. It was a common mistake for those who dealt with Kolin and her ilk, but regardless, he wound up tossing both hands into the air. "H'oh? Gomen, gomen. Long life in hard places; you get used to people throwing labels at you." With that said, Izou decided the best option was a peace offering. His pipe was extended not only to Nerys, but to her companion as well. Either could take it, and they could keep it as well. "I'd hate to disappoint a pair of ladies like you with a bad first impression. Izou. Here. Any other way I can make that scene up to either of you?" he asked, being rather transparent in his meaning as he looked both women up and down with much intent.

[Apollymi]

Kolin's movements hadn't stopped, she was actually enjoying herself and unlike with others she wasn't being remotely bossy about her actions. No, she was serving and enjoying it and no one would say anything to her about it. Oh she did enjoy Jason's attitude, maybe that was a thing? No. Not really obviously she didn't like the way he spoke to her. But, she couldn't deny the way her body felt. Something else she couldn't deny, was answering this man's questions honestly when he asked them. What did she want? What a strangely dangerous question with a ridiculously slutty answer incoming. "I want Jason to use all my holes until he's satisfied and fuck me like he doesn't care about me!♥~" Yep. This is what she wanted, to be used like she didn't matter as thoroughly as the man would allow. She said this sentence and didn't regret it. She might later, but right just now, she liked the way Jason treated her and she just wanted good rough dick without consequences.

Ah, while Kolin declared her desires to the world at large, and Jason specifically, Nerys managed to diffuse a potential situation which arose out in the hall. Condolences were offered for the long life of Nerys and she simply chuckled. What was more, after the clearing of the air, he held up his hands and made an apology. Ah, that was good... it seemed that just like in Zuria, Kolin somehow managed to have a couple of reasonable men sprinkled in among those blind followers of hers. "Sou ka, it happens to the best of us. No worries~" Nerys said as if she was truly brushing the whole thing, the girl at her side managed to do the same but was still clever enough to be a bit wary. Nerys on the other hand was just happy for a smoke she took the pipe without question. Pfft. Pfft. A sweet burning, the taste of smoke and that lovely light feeling in her lungs. It'd been far too long. Ah, but these lungs were a little fresh and a gentle cough would occur there after, but it would coincide with the open offer of this man's for his apology. "Oh? I haven't been on the receiving end of one of those in a while..." she thought of the open-ended offer made by the man. "I don't mind an audience, but I am only really interested in girls..." Nerys stated which was the truth for the most part. Her dealings with Jason aside, she didn't really think too much about having sex with men. She was still working out if that was a preference thing or not. "I uh... wouldn't mind that sort of thing normally, but I can't take clients outside of the crew right now," she said, having casually turned down the pipe as she wasn't a smoker or a drinker by her own nature. She'd been given specific instructions and not following them would get her put on the shit list. Put outside the confines of the city in one of those dusty hovels. Her gig was good right now and her clientele limited. Even really good dick wasn't worth Kolin's potential wrath, especially not dick the woman herself seemed to lay claim to, even if he wasn't one of her followers he was in pretty close quarters with her. Nothing good ever happened to the others who were involved with the ones she kept for herself.

[Bloodedge]

More honesty was offered. Kolin wanted to be used as an object, not at all as a person. Jason was no stranger to this, but he was a stranger to a willing participant of Kolin's caliber. It was almost a strange form of fate that one built like her would truly serve no purpose other than being stuffed with cock until her 'partner' was done with her. "That's what a real slut sounds like. I like it," he said with a smirk of contentment. With that still-free hand, Jason reached out to grab Kolin by the head. It appeared this would always be her fate─ the Argonauts' Captain taking this woman by the crown and pulling downward to force her onto his shaft. Her breasts may have been in the way a bit, but that didn't matter. He'd shove her face against her own udders without concern, so long as he could cram as much of his schlong into her mouth as possible. All the while, he'd speak, as if he expected a response despite Kolin's plugged mouth. "Got nothing new to show me then, do you?"

Pipe received and apology accepted, regardless of the lack of genuine tone presented by Izou. What of the obvious proposition, though? As Izou gazed upon these women, he decided that either or both of them would be an ideal lay for him. There was even something about the white-haired one that belied an almost life-changing experience in the making, but... she had to be the one only interested in women. What an absolute shame that was. Well, she did imply that there would be no issue with observing. Perhaps Izou could be lucky, and instead tag-team the other one alongside Nerys? No. That damn Kolin had her under orders apparently, disallowing service to anyone other than the Argonauts. "Damn shame. I'm not a client though, am I? Just a guy, a coworker, keeping an eye on the situation to make sure the sketchy sand pirate doesn't mistreat the servers. Hell, I might even be a server too; your boss can't really say shit if the client wants something in you that they can't normally dish out, right?" he questioned, seeming quite proud of his idea while winking in Nerys' direction. Ah yes, that was the perfect comeback.

[Apollymi]

Indeed Kolin had become slightly more slutty over time. It was a strange thing, but being honest with Jason was one of the many things that was forced by the oath. Though the blonde had yet to realize it, the only thing the oaths were really doing for her at this point was forcing her honesty and keeping people safe from her ire. Everything else, she truly did because she wanted to, but she'd never actually come to terms with that bit of information. Even as Jason took her by the hair and forced her face down upon her own bosom so she could choke on that incredible cock of his. She was so happy, drooling out of her mouth the thickness of him reaching the back of her throat, she'd truly missed this. Her face was already flushed and she was having the best possible time, that throat of hers seemed to open and close her tongue moving about the entire time. Did she have anything new to show him? Well, there was her obvious enthusiam and lack of madness but that wasn't something he would actually seem to care about. She enjoyed being used by people, she liked the way he talked to her, she was having actual fun in the moment.

Ah, speaking of actual fun, Izou was trying to talk himself into some. Nerys realized within a few moments the sort of situation he was in. She'd seen it in the Knights in Zuria. The reasonable few who weren't tied to Kolin by magical means or their unwavering... devotion. Were left without a good time that didn't include her. Jealous women stopped the fun of other people far too often, Nerys was less reserved about this knowing she had a modicum of safety involved. The bartender was a bit less... welcoming. Though she was admittedly very bisexual and would have enjoyed having an extra man involved no matter what. Still the framing of his words made Nerys chuckle, it was a reasonable idea, a Knight the likes of Cador would have said something similar to stay out of the way of the ire of Kolin. That as an aside, since Nerys had been present on the Argo, she knew that Kolin wouldn't be immediately upset for quite a while to come. "Oh yes, I am a very dangerous sand pirate. The only girl among the crew has to be some kind of criminal... being sketched out by me is worth having an observer and extra participant... obviously I am also a hedonist of the highest order~" these were Nerys' words as that wandering hand of hers that had been slipped within the dress of this dark haired lass found its target, rubbing against the nub found at the apex of her sex. Much to the bartender's surprise this was done so casually she might have really thought this lass dangerous it was an out for her. Obviously and this guy Izou was pretty fucking hot. "Well, if a coworker wanted to keep an eye on the potential patrons I guess that couldn't be taken the wrong way... clients wishes are to be granted." she said with a chuckle and a gentle flush to her face already. "I'm not seeing a downside, it's not gonna bite me in the ass later is it?" she asked of Nerys who seemed to have a better understanding of Kolin than most. "Not as long as we aren't seen together with him after... so we get it done before the walk of shame and no harm no foul," she mentioned as her finger slipped ever lower. "Alright let's go!~" and with that the bartender led to what was considered a top tier suite in this place, it was pretty standard a large bed and fire place, oh... this wasn't going to work for Nerys but she'd fix it herself.

[Bloodedge]

In dealing with Kolin, there was one constant thing for Jason─ one thing he could always rely on. No matter what else happened, he at least knew his dick would be wet... and oh, how wet it was becoming now as that bimbo drooled all over it. That slick sensation mimicking a woman's undercarriage was just what he sought at all times; now he could feel it pooling in his lap as it cascaded down his shaft, Kolin's breasts, etc. She seemed to be enjoying herself, but whether that meant anything or not, he wasn't going to stop forcing the movements of her head. Such was especially the case when considering she hadn't offered him any semblance of an answer. "Is that a no? Answer, bitch! I don't care how you answer, but I expect you to do it!" he commanded, content to hold her head against his pelvis until he received some sort of retort. How could she respond while he occupied the entirety of her throat? Well, that was something she would have to figure out for herself, if she wished to maintain consciousness.

The gears were turning in Nerys' mind, if only a bit. Surely the more worldly of these two women would be on his side, right? Right! When she finally spoke again, her words were in-line with Izou's own pretend scenario. Ah, the wonderful application of random excuses! He couldn't keep the grin from his face. Being the obvious deviant that she was as well, it seemed she located the main object of her attention while carrying on with their discussion. Perhaps that minor conquest had something to do with the bartender's conclusion, or perhaps not. Either way, Izou had but a single retort to her comeback. "That's the spirit, both of you. Fat chance this'll bite you in the ass. Though... I might," he quipped before following along by the bartender's lead. It seemed this would be Nerys' show rather than his own, but that was fine. Anything was a worthwhile distraction from the current goings-on in this area, and frankly, he hardly could've found a better one.

[Apollymi]

Rather suddenly, Jason was barreling his way down Kolin's throat. It was pretty normal for her by this point, but still Jason did this as if he didn't care at all, reckless abandon truly reckless and that is what she enjoyed about it. She truly didn't know if she was going to pass out whenever she was being stuffed in such a way. Oh, he'd asked her something though didn't he? And she didn't answer... that wasn't good. The violence of this was suddenly raised to a much higher level than before, she was suffocating for not answering him. She nodded her head, she couldn't waste breath trying to speak she pleaded with her eyes tears dotting the corners of them. All the while, she was more sexually gratified in the moment than she had been in ones prior. She felt well and truly at his mercy, he should take pity on her. She frantically tried to communicate her lack of agreement with no. She technically had no new skills to speak of, but she wasn't here for that, nor did she assume he was. She wanted to be used, it wasn't necessary for her to think about how he did that... right?

While Jason dominated the 'Queen' of this Whoredom, two young and mostly available ladies were making an arrangement with a wayward samurai. "Well, if a bite on the ass is the worse thing I get out of today, I'll be happy," she said a little bit flirty herself. It seemed without immediate fear on the table she'd calmed down quite a bit. Well, aside from the fact that her nether was being teased mercilessly by a girl who seemed to know exactly what she was doing. Ah within a nice room but it wasn't to Nerys' liking. After slipping into it and making sure the door was firmly closed behind the trio she rolled her eyes having a look around. This room while fine for regular play was well below the standard of her own design. A few minor modifications would need to take place for it to be a space worth her time even for a moment. "I don't even know what I expected..." she murmured. As if completely distracted she still had a full few fingers within this bartender, whose face had gone an intense shade of red as she was being teased but also kept just below the feeling she was currently seeking. Women truly didn't show up in this place very often, but it would have been much better if they did. All the while that crown on Nerys forehead became an open eye which she used to begin her work around the room, several walls became mirrored in the way she came to prefer. Yes, that was much better... she needed angles to see from. The ceiling too would have this treatment as well, all while her fingers ever so slowly stroked at this other woman's insides. It'd been quite a while since Nerys had seen a woman worth stopping to chat with, and she had no intention of letting her off the hook so easily. Or rather, it would be better to say that Nerys liked to please but with women did so in a very different way than she did with Jason. Soon after the eye on that crown would close and Nerys would look into this woman's face only after sitting down that pipe. Oh, how nice and soft women were... "What an interesting face you're making~ In front of Izou too!~" Nerys teased. "Oh speaking of... do you need anything?" she asked of the man, knowing she could provide a great many things he might not normally have access to, aside from the body of this lass. This poor bartender didn't take this woman for this much of a sadist. Ah, but it was kind of nice when someone's sadistic side was so very soft, beyond that she couldn't help but become more aroused at the thought and now there were mirrors everywhere. She was beyond embarrassed. So many different angles to be seen from... she'd never considered what she looked like while doing these sorts of things before.

[Bloodedge]

No? Of course not. Jason couldn't possibly have the best of both worlds. One like Kolin, who only existed as a depository, could surely only ever be as much. It was her fate, her purpose... and seemingly her desire to be only that. The Argonaut sighed, holding the woman's head in place for several moments longer. What was he to do with her? He'd spent so many of his recent days being shown a world beyond his imagination, and now he was having to return to... this. He wasn't at all disappointed by the use of Kolin, but he was remiss to be without the new spice of life he'd been introduced to. "Figures. Still only good for one thing," he said as his grasp on her head was finally released. "Get in position; I can't be bothered figuring out what to do with a fuckhole like you right now, so handle that part yourself."

In the meantime, Izou was making his way into a room that would be of great interest to him in the near future. He'd received a very interesting rebuttal from the bartender prior to entry, and thus determined one occurrence he intended prior to this meeting's end. Once the group entered the room, it became apparent that Nerys was displeased with the setup. What would she do? Magic. With her mystical arts, she replaced those bland walls with mirrors, and the same could be said of the ceiling. If Izou didn't already realize she'd come from the same original world as him, this was more than enough proof. Maybe she was a stripper in her previous life? That was about the only thing Izou could believe of a woman who chose mirrors in the bedroom. Of course, she never stopped teasing that bartender. Izou placed himself in a lounge chair across the floor from this room's bed, intently observing the pair of women. What was this? The one called Nerys had a question for him. "I need a lot. Sake and ass are pretty much the top of the list, but this is looking like your show. Take the stage, do with it what you want, blah blah blah... but I'm having at least one of you before we leave this room. Per your request for assistance, sand pirate~"

[Apollymi]

Jason couldn't have the best of both worlds, that was likely disappointing for him. But with Jason, Kolin had the best of her every desire. A man with an attitude who didn't just take her usual amount of cross behavior, one who was as rough with her as she seemed to desire and maybe more, he was also blonde and muscular. He could have only been more perfect if he had everything in the world to offer her... oh well, she could take this for now as she worked her way towards the one she wanted. Ah, as she could almost imagine it was him. Oh but it wasn't... she'd just been on the verge of lost consciousness while Jason came to whatever conclusion her face gave. He pulled away from her in the moment and claimed it figured she was still only good for one thing. Did that matter to him? Being good for one thing meant a lot, why did she need to bother with everything else? Either way it didn't matter, she was getting what she wanted and he was getting a hole or in this case several to fill, so everyone was winning, or at least that was how one such as Kolin thought. "Of course Jason♥!~" she chimed as if she was happy. The woman could honestly barely see straight and was excited about the prospect of simply taking dick from Jason as he swung it around wildly as he liked. She arranged herself the way she wished to be taken, which unsurprisingly enough was from behind her body bent over in front of the throne she spread herself for him to see and take as he wished given full view of her plump bottom and two holes to choose from.

Ah, and while that occurred, Nerys was teasing a bartender and having a very casual discussion with Izou. Sake and women, poor lad was going to have to get used to having only one of those things. Nerys knew this to be the truth because she knew how dangerous the one Kolin became to other women. She sort of felt bad for Izou since he didn't seem to have signed up for the type of treatment he was going to receive at her hands. Nerys aimed to please and being the type of person she was she'd aim to make sure every person in the room was satisfied. Ah, being around a Japanese person seemed to return a bit of Nerys original speech pattern, long forgotten by the woman herself. "Sou ka, well, we can make that happen, can't we?!~" she asked of the Bartender who nodded her head, she was still quite transfixed. At the same time that eye opened briefly placing a table between the lounge chair and bed which gave a most traditional set up for serving hot and cold sake along with sakezuki set up for three. Oh, Nerys was placing herself by having these items, they came out of her private workshop. Along with undiluted sake which she'd been brewing in Zuria for quite some time. At the same time she sat his bartender down in her lap while shifting her legs apart steadily more exposing her to the man before them while she watched both their expressions in the mirrors. By the time Nerys spoke again there was at least one of this woman's breasts in her hand while the other continued to so casually kindle the fires of her loins. "Go ahead!~" she said which made the bartender look at the set up. How strange, she'd heard this was traditional but she wasn't from that part of the world at all. "Izou, Ha---hot or c-cccold?" she stuttered her way through asking his preferences. "D-ddry or... sweeeet♥!~" such a cute little chirping sound. Yeah, Nerys was already having fun. Still she wouldn't stop, even as she exposed one of this lass' breast and undercarriage showing this man across from her exactly what it was she was doing, Nerys was entertaining herself. Oh the joys of being a pervert. Still, she imagined she could have just as much fun with the Captain, especially when she considered that was a dick she'd take part in. Oh well, today was a girl day... she'd take it as such.

[Bloodedge]

While one lived a dream, the other lived with... satisfaction, at least. Jason could be content with the fact that Kolin so readily offered her every orifice to him. He could take solace in the fact that she seemed so pleased about being his depository, as well. Alas, when she took his command and presented herself, she did so in the most basic manner without even fulfilling her role properly. What was that oath again? It seemed she was missing a very important part of the deal: the part where she was to beg for anything from him. As she turned about to bend herself over in front of him, spreading her ass to showcase his options, he gazed upon her with slight discontent. If she was going to settle for a simple 'of course, Jason,' she was failing at her best quality. "Of course, Jason...?" he said with an upward inflection and a sigh. "What? You think you're offering me some gift I can't get by turning a corner in this whorehouse of a city? What are the rules of the Argo, slut?"

Jason's disappointment was in no way shared by Izou, apparently. While the man in charge dealt with some amount of struggle involving his conquest of the evening, Izou seemed to be earning himself one hell of a show. Of course he had little knowledge about Kolin's behavior around those who gained the attention of 'her' men, but he was never going to care regardless. Actually, there was an interesting way to approach that matter. He was no stranger to sneaking about when seeking his own enjoyment; that would be a pretty fun way to go about things in the near future. Either way, it was not yet the time to be concerned about the future. Nerys unveiled her origins in a single reaction, brandishing speech he hadn't heard in decades now. "Japanese, huh? Funny. You don't look it," he joked while reaching into his kimono for yet another spare pipe. Yes, he always kept two handy in case he wound up without one. As he went about packing and lighting the new pipe, his eyes continued traveling over the women's bodies, both directly and within the mirror. Three sakazuki cups were presented along with a selection of temperatures. Quite the fan of sake himself, there was but a single option... though Izou only made his choice clear after quirking a brow, taking quite the interest in the bartender's reactions to Nerys' advances. "Depends; is it good shit? If it is, give me cold. Looks like it's getting hot enough in here already," he said, taking the first drag from his fresh pipe while kicking back to enjoy the show as it was presently.

[Apollymi]

Kolin had set herself up for happiness, but once again... she fell a bit short. Oh? That question, those questions there were too many and they would get blatantly honest responses. It was as if Jason didn't understand the contradictions of Kolin's soul well enough already. But she was compelled by her oath to tell him the truth. "Yes, of course, Jason, I'll do whatever I can for you..." she answered, it was the truth as she saw it. "And no, you can't get what I offer on every corner... I'm the one offering it," she stated this fact because it was the truth, in her own head at least. One strange thing about this woman was that she truly thought herself special beyond belief. She'd always been told she was, she'd always been the center of attention, she was better than everyone else, why wouldn't she just believe that sort of thing. Ah, but one more question, what were the rules of the Argo? What was she supposed to do, that she hadn't in this moment? The wheels in Kolin's mind turned, ugh... this was worse than school had been. She was being forced to recall information at random? Oh, but she also couldn't lie... this was terrible. "I... please, I am searching in my head for an answer... but I beg a bit of time..." she started. Oh and the extra unneeded truth which seemed to slip out. "5000 years is a long time to suddenly be quizzed on something," Oh, right. That is pretty ridiculous. She'd used a keyword and that triggered the rest of those memories. "Right, If I want something I have to be the one to ask for it nicely. No stowaways or free rides. Crew food or Wyrm food. Oh and if I'm good I get rewarded..." she finally managed. What did this mean in context? Oh he wished for her to beg. Right... it wasn't just enough that she present herself, she needed to be subservient and ready to take whatever Jason decided to give. "Please Jason♥!~" she started calmly. "Punish me however you like for forgetting my place♥!~ I was just too excited, I really want Jason to punish me with his amazing cock! I've missed you so much♥!~" She was humiliated saying such things, but... she kind of liked it. Or... was it just a part of the oath which made her demean herself in such a way before the ship's captain?

Nerys had told on herself quite a bit, "Whoops!~ That slipped... I usually don't," she said as if to not think about what she looked like. At the word slipped she made her fingers take on the same sort of motion causing the lass who occupied her lap to squirm from the extra attention. Even so, he wasn't wrong. "I look like, what I like looking at," she mentioned her words about this were very clear. She looked like what she liked looking at, would this one assume she was just one of those who changed their appearance or would Izou eventually realize the type of gamer that Nerys had been in their previous world. "Also, it's undiluted and I've been working on it... I used those nice winter apples. Though I think one like you should be the one to decide how good it is~" she mentioned with a careful wink. Winter apples were like plums on this continent. The ones from Zuria were magically enhanced by the land, giving them a sweeter than normal taste in sake. The bartender took in Nerys' words and Izou's while trying to keep herself together. To her credit she poured three cold cups of Sake and passed them around before taking one for herself. "All...ssss-erved," she chimed. Of course, she was being kept on edge, her whole body exposed. She felt embarrassed being watched but also it was strangely gratifying. What did one like Nerys get out of teasing her like this? She couldn't know, but the woman seemed content to give such treatment and the bartender would accept it. Oh, she was accepting quite a lot today, Nerys took a sip first obviously she hadn't had a cup herself in quite a while, but it was just as sweet as she liked and potent beyond belief. A soft body in her lap and someone watching her was about half of what she wanted, the other was praise for her work so she'd make sure she got ready for it. Oh teasing and show, this was her work today.

[Bloodedge]

That single-purpose bitch claimed in honesty that she'd do whatever she could, all while neglecting to do all she should. Pitiful. She even truly believed to be offering him something greater than what any random whore could do? Well, she was almost right. The type of woman she was, was uncommon. He couldn't walk the corridors of this building and locate someone so genuinely pleased to be an outlet for one's aggression... at least the way Kolin received said treatment. Even so, there were others far better in so many different ways. At least Kolin managed to consistently be the most fitting as a dumpster. Now then, she was taking her sweet time jogging her own memory, but she eventually made something of it to produce the Argo's methods. She begged in the end, not for any normal amount of attention, but for punishment. How would he do so this time? As Jason rose from the throne, stepping forward, he grunted his retort. "Bark," he said. As if to exemplify the intensity of his command, Kolin would experience a sudden finger in the ass and one to the snatch. He wasn't quite sure she was deserving of his shaft just yet, so this would do for the moment. "If you want something, bark. Maybe I'll listen to a dog before I listen to some bitch who thinks she's better than everyone else. Humble trash gets some pity, y'know? Entitled bitches who pretend to be anything but filthy sluts, though... this is as much as they get."

"Iia, iia. It's good to hear again," Izou said regarding any semblance of his native tongue. Nerys' claim that she bore an appearance she herself would like to see, only registered as a sensible thing to the samurai. He'd probably never equate such a thing to her original gender, and one could only wonder whether he found that information bothersome or not if he did learn it. Never was it worth thinking about though, considering how many individuals of the male persuasion played video games as female characters. As the ecstasy-fueled bartender went about pouring cups, Izou held his own out to receive filling. He appeared to take issue with the fact that she poured three herself, but... he could brush that off. Being outside of Japan as well as the Japan-inspired country he'd inhabited in this world, he'd come to expect as much from time to time. "Uh-huh," he said while clearing his mind of a minor annoyance. With that, he could raise his cup to toast. "Kampai."

[Apollymi]

Oh it took a while but she got there... and what did Kolin get in return? An order to bark and what did that come with... a finger in each of the holes she'd presented to Jason. "Arrf!♥!" Oh, that wasn't exactly what she wanted, but she was getting the attention she desired. That made everything alright, but she also didn't like this right? She didn't like when Jason was mean to her... right? Well... maybe just a little, because she knew he'd eventually be nicer. Yes, she just had to do what he wanted and then she'd be rewarded. Even bad behavior came with pain and humiliation. It was exciting right? Well the state of her insides said it was... slickness of her undercarriage was honest about her liking this... even if her mind didn't know the truth. He'd listen to a dog before he listened to her entitled speech? Could she be humble... to get what she wanted? Of course she could, with her ass shaking against Jason's fingers she'd beg for what she wanted like an excitable mutt if it would get her the attention she craved. Surely such a thing was a proximity problem but she truly missed him so what did that say about her? Now wasn't the time to think about it. "Arrff. Arrf. I want Jason to pound me with his cock. To punish me and make me the most humble piece of trash. Jason please use me as a dumpster for your great cock♥!~" Oh, she was so full of strange things to say to this man... but somehow she felt both humiliated and satisfied. She practically gushed below the waist ready to be punished by Jason properly, wishing for something more filling than a single finger... she wanted such destruction of herself. Wait no. She just wanted his attention.

Oh, Izou missed a normal sounding Japanese person? Nerys could understand... she quite missed a taste of home. It was how she ended up brewing sake in her laboratory. Well, aside from wanting alcohol that didn't taste like burning astringent. "Good, I can't make any promises... about slipping again~" Nerys mentioned, which was true. Nerys was so much herself in moments where a pretty woman was present she was almost back to her teenaged antics. Oh, speaking of the word slipping came with a movement of her fingers. But it was done with quite the specific purpose. She was very purposefully stroking this woman along only to slow or stop her movements just before she could find release. The extra knowledge of bodies granted to her by her skills let her feel this in her fingers with each moment. "Kampai!!~" she chimed. "Iiiii---," the start of something from this bartender came again. Oh she had something to say. "Huh? What's wrong?" she asked as if she didn't now. "You're so good at this but you're not finishing me. I kn--ow you can... but you're teasing me. You won't let me cum, wh...why?" she finally managed to ask which made Nerys smile. That cocky little grin almost didn't belong on her face, but the sharpness of her eyes made it fit. The answer was rather obvious, but it was still entertaining to Nerys to do this. "I don't know... you seem to have a lot of faith in my abilities... I aim to please, but how could I be sure that was what you were after~" mentioned Nerys with a casual eye roll. "What do you think Izou... should I stop or should I finish her?" she asked with mocking in her tone. She'd noticed the fidgeting already, the demanding movements of the bartender's body as she was so casually being watched and teased simultaneously. Even the bartender's little slip of a dress had all but fallen away she was just naked and dripping into Nerys' lap on this bed in full view of the mirrors, seemingly crazed. Nerys was quite certain this lass wanted to be released, but... what of the show for Izou? One wouldn't want to cut that off before he was ready to move or even had his drink right?

[Bloodedge]

Bark he said, and bark she did. Jason could hardly get enough of being so easily capable of ordering this woman around; it almost made her worth keeping handy at all times. Could he actually deal with her attitude on a day-to-day basis though? Likely not. He was always fine with her desirous state of being, and she had become easier to force into whatever he pleased... but literally everything else about her was an annoyance. Oh well; it was worthwhile to use her. Speaking of using, Jason supposed that little admission was enough to earn her something. As such, he jerked his hand from her undercarriage while his free hand snatched her by the hip. As if to steel himself, he reached forward, grabbing Kolin's face and forcing those same two fingers into her mouth. As he did this, he also thrusted his hips forward, plunging the brunt of his shaft into her birthing canal.

Meanwhile, cheers were delivered, and Izou had his first sip of sake since coming to Dis. He had to admit, it was rather incredible in quality. The taste was elevated further by what he was able to witness before him. Nerys' treatment of the bartender was quite sadistic, almost torturous, and the latter's squirming proved both amusing and arousing. Izou found himself wondering why he'd never come across pornographic media of this caliber in life. He rather easily developed a throbbing erection from just watching. Now, he was to be involved in a certain way. It seemed he was the one to determine whether this bartender received release or not, according to Nerys' query. What would be his answer? Well, it wouldn't be anything direct at all. "Why not both? If she earns it, give it to her. But, who am I to say? It's still your show here, host~"

[Apollymi]

Honesty. She'd given her desires as plainly as she could. She didn't care if Jason was mean to her, she didn't care if he just used her. She wanted this exactly this way. How strange was it that after a few moments of consideration she received more rough treatment. Fingers within her mouth so recently removed from her very person, she hated this... It felt utterly demeaning to be treated in such a way, but he used such a grip to prepare himself, and soon enough he was buried deep within her nether. And she was clinching already, she'd worked herself up to this? No. Not really... it wasn't as if she didn't have several other dicks to choose from Jason's was currently top tier in thickness for a normal sized cock but it wasn't as if it was absolutely the biggest or anything. So, why was this more satisfying than she'd normally know it to be? Did she honestly miss the way he treated her? That didn't seem right... all of that was simply a matter of being in close proximity to him. She could do everything she wanted, have a lot of fun with any guy she felt like, and be treated like a queen while it happened. So why? Why was she already feeling weakness in her knees and her body clinching ever so tightly upon his girth? "Fuck yes!! I love Jason's punishments♥!~ His cock is the best♥!~" Well she wasn't lying something about the Argonaut was absolutely the best she could get in her present state. Oh and this was much better as well, this time she could enjoy him without the watchful eyes of that traitorous harlot Nerys to steal all of her attention. She had him all to herself!♥ That was what she wanted!♥

The girl in Nerys' lap continued to squirm about at that very pointedly missing touch. She knew she was being stroked into madness. Nerys hadn't appeared to be this much of a sadist at all, but here she was, so obviously enjoying watching her squirm about as she tried to help nudge herself along but was repeatedly held at just the edge of release. It was maddening. She could feel it happening, see the calm demeanor Nerys possessed as well as feel the watchful eyes of Izou. Her face had turned a stark shade of red, she was biting her bottom lip in agitation, she was pouting and softly panting. Why were they doing this to her? What was this?! Izou's words weren't directly in her favor, he was leaving it up to this madwoman who was already leaving her just at the edge of pleasure! "Hmpf! I--i," she was cut off again so close to demanding something more. "Hoh? Izou-sa~ How very generous!~" Nerys teased, oops. She'd slipped again, this time her fingers made it over the spot she'd been avoiding and just for a second the bartender seemed to relax like she knew in that moment she was about to know something great, but just as quickly as it happened those same fingers moved.

"Ooomp! Don't be like this, you want me to earn it when you st-started it?" she asked with pouty indignation. Ah, yes, this is what Nerys enjoyed about the clever ones. There was always a bit of argument, a bit of real resistance. It was always so cute watching a girl struggle like this especially when all Nerys offered was pleasure. "Only if you want... I told you, I aim to please. I'm sure I could grant you just that if it was what you wanted~" Nerys responded. Oh she really was a tease. The Captain was right... she was a sadist. Though not nearly as much to him as she was to women. Ah, but in this case it was all part of the show, a person from her own world would appreciate such a show, of this she was certain. In fact, if she'd been the one on the other side she was certain she would have been throbbing. The bartender was clever enough though she had her own ideas and she made quite the strange statement while chasing that feeling. "Well, if you can't give me one, then let Izou do it. And I'll give you one instead!~" Oh? How interesting it was in this moment that Nerys did the one thing she'd been avoiding. She moved those fingers about with much dexterity and had this woman moaning her climax in seconds. How very sudden, and amazing. The bartenders whole body melted into Nerys as she threw her head back and found the image of herself in the ceiling to be something strangely arousing. "Aaaah, finally♥!!! You're so good at that... I still want the rest though~" the bartender managed after a moment or two having her legs wobble ever so slightly. "You heard her Izou-sa~" Nerys stated as she flipped the lass around placing the lass' face even with her crotch while watching Izou over the curve of her rather plump bottom, she gave him a wink. Yes. This was the way.

[Bloodedge]

"Keh!" Jason tittered. It couldn't have been more obvious to him that Kolin hardly knew what a better time than this was. He'd use and abuse her as the sleeve she was always meant to be, and she'd relish in every moment of it. If only there were more like this, perhaps without the bravado outside of the moment. Without that part, he could almost call this woman a perfect specimen, despite being quite the one-trick pony as it were. Ah, but no matter what she claimed outside of moments in which she couldn't lie by oath, there was always a form of honesty emitting from the whore queen. Would he bring this to light? Yes, he would do exactly that, all while his fingers curled against her cheek and pulled from within, and the slaps of his pelvis against her ass echoed through the room. "That's more like it! See how much fun you get to have when you're honest? This slutty body of yours never lies, but it doesn't mean shit until you tell the truth with your own whore mouth!"

Rejection of climax came at the hands of Nerys, by Izou's recommendation. Would that last for long? It seemed the answer would be no, but it was all worth the bartender's reaction regardless. Proper sadism may have never been a point of consideration for the samurai, and yet he was giving it quite a bit of thought at the moment. The woman thought to bypass rejection by suggesting that Izou handle the matter of her achieving release, only to be immediately subjected to orgasm by Nerys. Izou could only imagine it was rather satisfying after being held at the brink for so long, though she still desired that which she mentioned moments before. He'd been wondering when he'd get a turn. Downing the remainder of his sake, he rose from the chair and stood facing the bartender's bottom. "Yare yare," he said while slipping out of his obi, never once abandoning his pipe for whatever reason. "I wasn't sure how long I was going to make it, looking at both of you for so long. Onegaishimasu," he teased in a casual manner during the unleashing of his phallus. Rather than insert himself right away, he took to rubbing his tip along the bartender's crevice, up and down as if only to lubricate himself before entry. Well, it was more of a tease at this point, but that didn't matter. He also took a moment to extend his pipe toward Nerys, who seemed to be due for a fair bit of relaxation in the very near future. "I don't know, though. You seemed like you really enjoyed being edged~"

[Apollymi]

Jason was as he always was, Kolin literally knew no difference in his behavior. As such she assumed a certain amount of abuse was standard behavior for him. Beyond that, she wanted this so him plunging with reckless abandon into her, was perfect. Each skin slapping rebound of their bodies together drove the woman wild. He was even talking more and unlike mot people she didn't mind his words. Of course, they made her happy but also upset. Her body wasn't slutty... but it was honest? She was being complimented? She was desirable? She could have fun if she said the things aloud that her body seemed to imply? Well if it involved Jason then she could do that... she could be this kind of honest with him right? "Hai♥!~ I get to have so much fun!~ Jason's so great when he does this for me♥!~" What a placating statement. "Jason can use me however he likes, I'm a slut for Jason..." she stated happily. Her tongue was hanging out of her mouth past his fingers, she was enthused. She meant it.... but she felt strangely about it. Obviously no one got this kind of praise from her all the time. Praise wasn't something she just gave away, it was something she did to manipulate others, but she couldn't manipulate Jason. No, he gave her what she wished to have so why didn't he just keep doing that? He was the one being difficult by not doing what she wanted when she offered herself. But that didn't matter, she had him right now and she'd let him use her until he didn't think of using anyone else!

At the time that Izou rose to answer the call of the bartender, Nerys found herself looking in his direction. His words reminded her of home, though she didn't fully disapprove of his look, she still couldn't say she was outright attracted to him. Weird. But it was worth figuring out in the moment. "Wari wari, I haven't seen a girl worth teasing in years... I got a bit carried away~" Nerys mentioned of her own sadism towards the lass who was now between her legs. In the meantime she accepted the pipe taking a drag before handing it back. Her whole body was relaxing as she stared at the upturn of the bartender's hips. All the angles she could see were quite interesting. This whole situation was arousing beyond reason. The bartender was fresh off a rather relaxing finish, and though she knew Izou was moving behind her, those eyes of hers were fixed on the legs and crotch of Nerys. Oh, how interesting, this woman had a very muscular body. Not hard, but firm... Her fingers explored Nerys thighs but never reached her sex. From this angle her breasts looked almost impossibly large as well, and she could see all the skin of them given her light attire. She could smell this lass' arousal. What was more, for someone living on a ship in the desert, this white haired mage smelled quite nice... The lips of this bartender touched the inside of Nerys' left thigh, then her tongue followed in a circular motion. "You smell really nice... I'm kind of excited, I get the feeling you'll be a treat~" mentioned the bartender. This woman was honestly bisexual completely attracted to both men and women. How very fortuitous. There was the gentle rubbing of her sex by Izou which made her wiggle those hips of hers wantonly. "If you tease me like that too... Nerys here will suffer~" she stated honestly. This would be noted... as she began sucking on that same spot. Oh? There was going to be a mark there eventually, but the bartender decided as long as she was being teased, someone else would be too. Nerys moaned gently and exhaled smoke. "Hoh? A switch... I do enjoy the clever ones, for exactly this reason. Adaptation is so fucking nice!~" mentioned Nerys, she didn't care if she was teased, she teased herself worse. This was about the entirety of the experience. And the bartender took note of the woman's lack of undergarments and though she moved that little slip of cloth out of the way she made no efforts to take on this rather exposed new area.

[Bloodedge]

Did she know displeasure from how he treated her? He'd have never been able to tell. Every time that dog's tongue protruded from her mouth, he saw only elation in her face. Surely there was something more going on in that twisted little head of hers, but Jason needn't concern himself with that. More candidness spewed from the queen's mouth as easily as her tongue hung from it. Sincerity was worth acknowledging. Sure, she was oathbound to honesty, but she could have simply said nothing at all; it meant something that she did. What more could he do then, while already plunging into her with reckless abandon? What further compensation could he offer? Ah, a thumb in her rear would suffice! Yes, he'd do that─ slide his hand from her hip onto her ass until he could insert his thumb, tugging as if to stretch her hole. "A slut for Jason? And here I thought you were just a slut in general! Was I wrong?"

It seemed Izou's teasing would only result in the same treatment being applied to Nerys. He didn't care; it would only result in greater satisfaction across the board. True enough, as Nerys herself stated, this bartender was worth teasing. Even though Izou was naturally such a person himself, there was a particular edge to this one. Would he make use of that, at the cost of Nerys' release? Yes, he would. She seemed about the type to enjoy such a thing as well, and... besides that, their bounty of the day neither confirmed nor denied his assertion. "So, yes?" he inquired again, making a special effort to rub his tip against her nub in a repeating semicircle. "If you don't give an answer, how's a guy supposed to know what to do with you? Poor Nerys'll never get off if you keep dilly-dallying like this."

[Apollymi]

Jason continued moving about as if he didn't care and Kolin continued accepting the motions. She would do nothing else, it was what she wanted after all. What was more he thought to give her even more, he inserted a thumb into her rear stretching it without care for her. She squealed with delight. Her hips shaking almost involuntarily as she climaxed from the sudden pain such a thing provided her. "Aaaaah♥!~ Jason's the best!~" she mused once again she was being overly honest. Why didn't he understand what she was like? This was difficult, too difficult. She stayed offering his praises and was being rewarded with the physical treatment she sought. "Of course, I'm a slut for Jason, not just a slut. I don't behave like this for anyone else and no one else treats me the way Jason does!~" she stated, oh that was far too honest. She truly didn't behave for anyone else the way she currently behaved for Jason. In the most logical way possible, she was in charge of everything else and only Jason bossed her around this much and took advantage of her person. Ooops. She wouldn't have answered that way if she could have thought about it. Oh well, she hadn't lied. No one else treated her the way Jason did, she spent a lot of her time trying to find the right mix of things in people but no one required mindless use of her body like Jason did, as such no one else compared for her at this time. Oh, well there was an omission in there... there was one she sought and couldn't have who likely would have suited such needs, but he was a far off target she hadn't reached yet. Jason was fine for how he was now and she was happy to be thrust into by him.

Ah, while the Queen of this Whoredom had some rather confusing thoughts to deal with, a very simple threesome was having a fairly entertaining time. The mouth of the bartender did indeed swirl a nice mouth shaped bruise on the firm thigh of Nerys making the while haired mage exhale her contempt. Oh, how interesting was it, to be on the receiving end of such a tease? Soon after the girl moved up again, a bit closer and began with a single lick of unmarked territory. This was of course, interrupted by Izou, rubbing ever so gently at the apex of her sex. Oh? He'd asked her a question? "I didn't hate it, it wa---as carried out pretty dutifully~" she mentioned of that tease, even those soft breaths of hers were caressing Nerys sex. Oh, the redness in this ashen haired mage's face as she bit down on her bottom lip, a quick glance upwards let the bartender see this face and become more amused by it. "Poor Nerys, you're making this difficult for her... look at her face~" The bartender said a statement that was quite loaded. While she wouldn't have normally let herself be teased to such an extent, at the hands of Nerys it was far from disappointing. The work Izou was doing happened in similar fashion, how long before this lass' tongue finally graced Nerys properly? Well that seemed to be a choice given to Izou... by the bartender. What an interesting show this was turning out to be. "Yare yare... I didn't know I'd end up at the hands of two sadists tonight♥!~" Nerys mused, still she didn't care much about this for a moment. If they wanted to hold her at this edge for an eternity she'd like it while watching the pair of them bicker about with much amusement. Besides... such a thing as what she'd be offered by the lass tongue was something Nerys hadn't experienced in quite a while. She was already being teased by those sensual motions against her thighs, which this woman's hips shift about in response to the rubbing against her nether.

[Bloodedge]

As if everything else wasn't enough, the subconscious movements of Kolin's hips gave away all necessary information. This was where she belonged more than anywhere else. As a testament to how obvious her heightened pleasure was, Jason fed into it. His fingers were pulled away from her mouth, and soon, there was an additional thumb in her ass. Both digits pulled, one to each side as if he intended to gape her with his bare hands. He did, in fact, intend to do exactly that. After getting used to dealing with Nerys and her lubrication methods, Jason found himself desiring something of the sort again. How would he achieve that here, where there was likely no such thing? Saliva would suffice. In the midst of his careless thrusting, Jason went about preparing the next hole he'd be inserting himself into relatively soon by spitting into it while his thumbs pulled it open. Yes, that would have to do for the time being.

Speaking of lubrication, Izou had already managed to slick his member quite a bit using the bartender's undercarriage. Up and down, he began to move his manhood in sequence. Every few motions, he teased her entrance with a brief prod of his tip. The woman was reciprocating his every effort, transferring the treatment to Nerys. As the woman spoke, he did indeed have a look at Nerys' expression. She appeared to openly enjoy the attention she received, perhaps even because of its teasing nature. What an interesting woman. If Izou had the ability to make a decision fully for himself, he would have been experiencing that one alone. Alas, it was not to be under present circumstances; perhaps his wiles could lead to him having his way with Nerys. For now, though... perhaps he'd teased the bartender enough. Almost. At the very least, he was beginning to mix preejaculate with her own moisture. "Say, you're all open for business now, right? Shouldn't you have some sort of protection?" he questioned, having no real knowledge of the situation in this country. No matter the case though, his very next prod wasn't much of a prodding at all. Instead, it became a full thrust into the bartender's opening. The haste of this movement ended roughly halfway down his length, at which point he continued thrusting forward ever so slowly until he could fully bury himself within her.

[Apollymi]

Kolin was as she wanted to be completely at Jason's whims. At the point where both of his thumbs were stretching her rear she couldn't have been happier. Of course, she found the entire thing a bit strange, it didn't feel like extra care... was he simply doing something different because he wished it so? If he was, she was excited, but why would he care to do that. He could have caused her more pain and she would have enjoyed it. Wait. No... that wasn't right. Well, it was but that wasn't how she thought of it. Did he just spit in there? Did she like that?! Well she didn't dislike it... in fact those movements of her hips as disorganized as they were continued. She was excited, he was... "Jason's teasing my ass♥!~ He's going to punish my ass next and I'm so happy... he's going to shove his cock in my ass♥!~" Yep. She was excited by this, those utterances were at this point completely unrelated to her oaths. Maybe at some point, she'd realize she just enjoyed being this man's dumpster... or maybe she'd realize this was what she sought from the one she chased and that was why she was distracted enough by Jason. Or maybe, she'd never realize any of that, maybe she'd be content in moments where Jason was with her and confused about her feelings when he wasn't.

At the same time, Izou's teasing of the bartender hit fever pitch. And with it her mouth continued to tease the inner thigh of Nerys. "You know, Rory... you're just being mean at this point~" Nerys teased as the Bartender now partly named at least stopped sucking on that spot on Nerys' thigh and instead breathed across her as she was offered the start of proper copulation by Izou along with a question. She didn't actually properly start on Nerys but there were a couple of reasons for that the first of which came with a playful lick towards Nerys' sex but didn't end with any real tongue action for the ashen haired mage. "You haven't asked me properly yet!~" she said with a knowing smirk. As for Izou and that initial push and then the slower one thereafter she had but one thing to say as her body tightened around him. "Yeah, we're open for business properly and you... can do as you like~ I'm going to keep teasing this one~" she said of Nerys who received another casual tongue lashing but not near her sex. "Come on Aurora, even I can't have that sort of patience... give me that tongue you've been teasing me with~" Nerys mentioned fully. A grin came to this woman's face and those golden green eyes of hers lit up. Much like Guin in the last kingdom, her name had been shorted by Kolin for whatever reason at their introduction and anyone who called her by her whole name was punished. Whatever... here and now she could be properly acknowledged. She also gave a less teasing lashing, using her tongue to part Nerys lower lips before swirling just the tip of it at her apex, Nerys exhaled a sigh of absolute relief. Such a feeling as a warm and wet tongue against her sex hadn't been something she'd experienced in quite a while, she couldn't help the little rock of her hips forward.

[Bloodedge]

Teasing? Was that what Jason was doing to the queen's ass? Not quite. His only purpose when stretching and spitting into the tighter of her holes, was preparing it. He wasn't going to deal with too much lack of pleasure on his own end, so he would produce as much lubrication as possible using his own mouth. Of course, that didn't mean he was planning to be gentle. One thing he didn't have access to with Nerys, was the ability to quite literally do as he pleased. He didn't have a single complaint to present about the outcome in those moments, but he was ever seeking the sensation of control. With this whore beneath him at present, he had nothing short of control over the situation. Naturally, he was elated when he had such quality of life. "Is that what I'm gonna do?" he questioned after Kolin proclaimed, for all inhabitants of this room to hear, what he was about to do. With one thrust beyond the threshold of her cervix, he stopped, moving only his thumbs while his girth only throbbed within her. "I don't remember telling you I was gonna do anything like that. Was that supposed to be a request?"

Interestingly enough, Izou was only just learning the bartender's name. Aurora, was it? He wasn't entirely sure why, but he heard that name somewhere before─ somewhere... important. Oh well! Names and the like didn't matter in this country, and they certainly didn't matter in this specific instance. According to Aurora, he could do as he pleased, but she was going to continue teasing Nerys regardless. That was fine. In fact, he began to wonder what he could make her do to Nerys while taking his own place behind her. "Will you? That's not very fair, is it? Poor Nerys, watching you get this while she doesn't get the same effort~" he spoke. With that, he fully delved into Aurora's interior, and rotated his hips in such a way as to swirl his length about within her. Over time, he'd have to figure out what his own movements could do by way of producing physical reactions at the other end of Aurora. As such, it would be Nerys he kept his eye trained on─ she happened to be the one he found more worth looking at anyway.

[Apollymi]

Oh, Jason was the one in charge here. This was of course, something Kolin loved about this situation. As much as Jason sought to control something, she'd rather leave anything she could to anyone else, but she somehow always found herself stuck with responsibility. Ah, but in the moment she didn't have to live like that it was glorious. A singular push forward and she was quite certain of Jason's placement within her body. He bypassed her natural boundary and she and her tongue fall out of her mouth in response. Still he was stretching her asshole apart. "Hopefully!~" how very optimistic. Of course, she could never really be sure what Jason planned, wasn't that exciting?! Still she really wanted him to fuck her asshole, if she needed to beg to make that happen she would. "YES!! I'm begging Jason to punish my ass next. I want to feel his cock in my ass, I want him to fuck me more!♥~" she begged for this treatment she didn't care what else happened she wanted to have this man take over the hole of her body.

"Fuck!~" a singular chime came from Nerys she was quite elated currently. Still, another swear was coming and this time it was from the newly acknowledged Aurora. The work of Izou currently consisted of more teasing words and a movement of his manhood which made her hips flex backward. At the same time that tongue of hers reached further downward and the strokes of it, swirled as well. She couldn't really help the reaction and she was passing along the sensation. "Hm, well... I suppose that wouldn't be fair, but she did start it!~" mentioned the lass soon afterwards. Nerys on the other hand bit down on her bottom lip, what a nice sensation that circular motion had been for her. Oh, and something else... that gentle blush which appeared on her face as she held the edge of the bed. She was fairly certain she was being watched. Well, that sensation never really died within her. She did like being watched after all, it only served to help the white haired lass along. Strange though it was for a man like Izou to be watching her when there was a fat ass in his face and he was buried within another girl. Still she was one to please, if he had eyes for her, she'd show him something interesting at least... Nerys rather casually slipped her chest out of that top which barely held it in the first place. One hand had fingers casually licked which began teasing her nipples... while the other, landed on the back of the head of Aurora. Nerys began rubbing her scalp and pulling on brown locks further encouraging the tongue between her legs. Oh... the good that would come from this, the fit of Aurora would tighten at the added attention from Nerys and Nerys herself was more turned on from being watched so directly. How fun.

[Bloodedge]

Hopefully, Kolin said. Yes, of course... her earlier experience aboard the Argo had been a learning one for the slut queen, and here she was, proving to her own subjects that it was a much desired one as well. "That's my good little sow," he said with a wolfish grin, as his thumbs moved to stretch her ass further yet. As per usual, his satisfaction would belie a reward for Kolin. He wouldn't leave her waiting for another moment. The very next time he retracted his hips, he was removed from her being. In doing so, another thrust forward resulted in him forcing his way into her ass. There was no hesitation prior to his renewed thrusting either, and since his hands had become free, he snatched up her hair in two tufts as if taking her by the reins. "I'm not even sure what to make of you, y'know? A pig, a cow, a dog, a horse... what should I even pick?" he wondered aloud.

It seemed Izou's efforts were functioning quite nicely. He could gather that his own movements resulted in that change to Nerys' visage, if only through the reactions of Aurora. In the long-run, Nerys took to a certain treatment of her own body, much to Izou's satisfaction. It wasn't as if he had no attention to offer Aurora, but how could he manage to keep his eyes off such an amazing frontal view? He could 'see' the plumpness of that bartender's backside through his hands while it filled them both, so his eyes could be satisfied with the proper visual of Nerys' fore. All the while, he could react to the clutches of Aurora's undercarriage by moving his hips in less of a teasing manner. That gyration persisted somewhat, but he was finally beginning to thrust─ albeit gradually against the bartender's firm hold. When he spoke though, his words were for Nerys as well. "Having fun over there, missy? You're just gonna keep riling me up, doing shit like that."

[Apollymi]

Oh... Kolin had rather high hopes for this particular situation and she was going to be rewarded too right? Why wouldn't she, she'd done what he asked of her. She hadn't done anything to Nerys or anyone else, and she was even putting up him and his entire crew for the duration of their stay. She hadn't even skimped on the pretty women, as much as she hated to admit that part. So, her own desires combined with the goodness of her actions would lead her to happiness this day. She was certain of this, and it came true. He called her a good sow! And then... a rather sudden shift occurred as Jason went from ramming himself within her nether to directly into her rear. It would have shocked most people to have such a thing done to them, and it was indeed painful even for Kolin, but... she liked it! "FUCK YES!!!♥~" there it was a happy chime, like she'd actually been given some kind of gift. Oh... and then there was a question from Jason as well. Even as she accepted that cock of his recklessly ramming into her backside she was also greeted by a pull of her hair which changed the arch of her body in a way that also felt like pain. Such rough treatment at the hands of his blonde man, and she enjoyed every second of it. He wasn't sure what kind of animal she was? He wasn't alone in this, she was always surprised by whatever he decided to call her in any moment, still... "It doesn't matter what kind of animal Jason calls me... it's fine because I can be that for him♥!~" Yep. One of those strangely truthful statements. It'd be really nice if he stopped asking her questions at some point... she was quite certain she'd already embarrassed herself beyond belief, even so... she was having a great deal of fun so, it really didn't matter.

Izou's work below the waist of Aurora had the girl's knees buckle gently. How very strange that he'd take such an approach. Even while thrusting properly there was a certain circular motion offered within her person, even against the tightness she currently presented. Ah but that was fine, she needed to continue her own work and she would even as she caught sight of the exposed bosom of Nerys above her head, now nice... The movements of her tongue would come with similar circular motion to those presented by the man behind her, with even the occasional thrust of her tongue within Nerys. Each motion would continue even as the movements brought flickers of that tongue against the nub that presented Nerys with the most pleasure. Of course, Aurora was still teasing so direct was far from her method. This was fine though, Nerys was obviously still having a good time, and she was being addressed rather directly by Izou in the moment. Those sharp eyes of hers turned to him more directly even as her hands remained busy. "Of course, this is great. I can watch and be watched. It's a nice show!~" she mused though there was a bit more, it'd only come after a gentle exhale. "And that doesn't sound like a complaint, so I'll just keep it up, yeah?" she said with some sort of finality. After all, she did aim to please, even in a situation like this, Nerys was more than willing to provide a fun visual for the man who was watching her, even if she didn't intend to have sex with him herself.

[Bloodedge]

If Jason only knew the inner workings of Kolin's mind, things may have been just a bit different. Well... probably not; he didn't really care one way or another. He was having a rather good time sodomizing this land's queen under the watchful, yet simultaneously wayward eyes of her own people. There was something... cathartic about such a scene, especially when Kolin spoke her response to his musings. "Oh? Let's see, then," he said further, having more words to share with every unnecessarily-rough thrust of his pelvis. "Fat ass," he said as one hand left her hair, striking said ass with great ferocity. "Udders for tits," was his next phrase, during which he reached around to deliver a mighty squeeze to Kolin's breast. Actually, he felt the need to reach out with both hands, one taking up either side of her chest. "Sounds like a cow to me! Fuck the barking, then; you should moo!" During this final speech, Jason gripped each of the queen's nipples in a pinch. Was that all? No. He used these grips to pull, as if it was his plan to stretch those aforementioned udders out by their peaks.

Meanwhile, Izou received a very interesting response from both ladies. Aurora's movements satisfied him in a physical sense, forcing his hips to begin moving on their own in more purposeful thrusts while his phallus throbbed against her inner walls. Nerys, however, offered mental titillation unending. For one who claimed to enjoy the company of women, her behavior toward Izou, a man, couldn't have been doing her many favors at all. Well... depending on one's outlook, perhaps it did do one favor─ it got his attention. Perhaps too much was garnered, however, as one of Izou's hands was soon rising. His forefinger beckoned the mage as his eyes locked onto her bosom. He had the aftertaste of fine sake in his mouth; surely it was only natural that he sought the taste of flesh to follow it. "It's not a complaint," he clarified. "But if you're gonna do all that, we may as well make this thing a full triangle, shouldn't we? You can do a lot more than watch and be watched. C'mon; live a little."

[Apollymi]

If only Jason knew why the gazes of her followers were so very different from what one might have assumed. Oh well, this was far beyond the moment. Kolin knew for a fact no one would say a word to her. In addition to the ever looming threat of the Executioner, she now had at her disposal tame demigod, a summoned demon and a manslayer. In her own mind, Kolin could get rid of anyone and thus there were no repercussions to her actions here and now. So, she could relish in the treatment being offered to her by Jason. Oh... he was thrusting even harder now?! That was great, but this came with extra words. Fat ass? Yeah... she had one of those. A firm slap to the rear made her eyes widen and her tighten up just a bit as well. How interesting she still enjoyed such a violent slap on the rear. Oh, there was more though, each vigorous thrust was met by her body and he even grabbed her tits. How great... he was pulling on her nipples too!! He thought her a cow by his own description and tugged at the peaks of her chest like they didn't matter. She was swooning. Actually, everything about this was fine, would she moo? Sure, if it got her more of this treatment she so desires. "MOOOO!~" such a strange sound, which happened as the blonde reached climax from being so roughly treated. She was being good right, so it didn't matter that her sex was now dripping. Her tongue was hanging out of her mouth and Jason was still treating her like this. "Jason's little cow came!♥~ Jason's punishments are the best!♥~" Yep. She was actually enjoying herself.

And while Kolin enjoyed herself, Nerys was presented with something of a dilemma. Apparently her teasing nature had brought her face to face with someone else who wouldn't simply accept it at face value. "Yare yare, you're a special kind of deviant aren't you~" Nerys words were still a bit more flirty than they should have been. That being said, that made sense, she was flirty as a being, but... she stared at that extended finger and thought about it for a few seconds, even as the motions of Aurora continued. Aurora herself was curious about Nerys' choice in the matter since she came in attached to the pirate crew. Nerys stared at Izou from several angles... she wasn't innately attracted to him. He wasn't ugly or anything but she wasn't sure that was enough of a baseline. It was for her like the detachment of watching porn, the actor of not your preference is there, but its mostly for atmosphere. Also, Nerys still wasn't really interested in taking any random dicks. There were other potential issues as well, the 'Queen', the Captain... yeah, all of this was making her head spin a bit. "Fuck!~" she mumbled just a tad. Though there were many potential issues she also couldn't really deny the idea that a bit of extra stimulation would do her good. Maybe a little was fine, a hint of her own indulgence as a very minor curiosity. "Izou-sa, I'm actually a tease you know? I'm still not interested in dick, even if I am certain of what keeps them amused~" she said this as she moved forward, towards that beckoning finger. "Well fine, leave the dick to me then... I'm interested~" these were the words of Aurora, who thought the man inside her was beyond attractive and she was more than willing to take a certain amount of distraction for Nerys' sake. She even began to gently suck on that nub sending through Nerys' body distracting tingles she hadn't known would exist for her as a girl. Especially when she was already being teased a bit, Aurora was winning tongue technique over all of Nerys' previous partners. Everyone could have a taste without any boundaries being crossed, right? Such was the logic of the bartender. She was playing with fire, but she was very certain this man's eyes were locked on her chest. Nerys knew what it was like, to have a man brain and get utterly distracted by what was right in front of them. Still, if she could take a little more for herself in a moment like this none could blame her right? That tongue she was already riding pushed closer and closer, and Aurora's hips were meeting every thrust offered by Izou as she watched this little negotiation unfold.

[Bloodedge]

She mooed. That self-absorbed, idiotic bitch actually... mooed. Oh, it wasn't a soft one either. It was loud, intense, and accompanied by a moisture which transferred to Jason's gonads as they slapped against her dripping lips. What a disgusting creature Kolin was. Still, Jason seemed to be having a good enough time finally letting loose again. He even had a glance around the room, observing those onlookers who viewed this scene in what he could only call... an attempt not to show disgust and contempt for this land's ruler. This was all such a sad show for those who had no choice but to serve Kolin, but such a powerful feeling for Jason in the moment. This tyrant who enslaved the masses and forced them to work as whores, would do whatever he told her to... and she would seemingly do so for her own reasons before those oaths of hers even took hold. Ah yes, he'd have a bit of fun with that. "Shishishi! You went and did it, you fucking slut?!" he spoke rhetorically, laughing all the while. Try as he might, it would be hard for Jason to become more amused than he was at present. He could hardly even manage to keep moving with that pain developing in his sides, so... it was time to change things up a bit. Grabbing the woman by her hair and hip, he ensured she remained attached to his cock while he moved. He'd be stepping back, returning to his chair while leaving Kolin sitting in his lap. It was time to rest again. "Ah... that was good. Go on; finish me off while going on about how much of a one-purpose bitch you are."

Nerys claimed Izou was the deviant here, while she herself was an alleged lesbian teasing a man in the middle of a threesome. How strange. She could report a disinterest in dick as much as she wanted, but it would hardly register as valid to Izou in the heat of a moment. Oh well; he had access to Aurora either way. What was this, though? She seemed to be offering at least some amount of consideration, even if only for the strange triangle he offered. "Well, I didn't offer you a dick. As you can see, that part's occupied for now," he said, enunciating with a particularly pointed thrust into the bartender. His hand slipped around her leg and into her crevice as well, fingers swiping at her slit to claim a sample of her flavor... which he would then hold on offer to Nerys. "All I'm saying is, everybody deserves a taste of something, right? I'm thinking everyone in this room could take care of everyone else in the room, somehow. That's just fair, isn't it? Judging by our Aurora here, I'm sure everybody can benefit from getting everybody else's attention~"

[Apollymi]

Yep, she'd moo'd. And no, there wasn't anything that would be said about it... at least, not to her face. The pink eyed bartender seemed to be the most and least attentive at the same time. A trick of the trade had her seeming to move about like this was all business, but also had her ducking behind the bar to casually shake her head. It was probably for the best that 'Rory' wasn't here right now. That lass probably would have gotten herself killed laughing already, there was just a little light in the pink eyes of the woman, she couldn't help but feel a certain amount of distain for the woman known as Kolin. Oh well, Kolin herself was having a great time... Even as Jason pulled her around, and he sat. "Fuck yes I did it!♥~" Oh right, this wasn't registering in her head as the sad showing that it was. She really thought nothing of this sort of behavior from herself in the moment. And what was this? She was getting more rewards as Jason decided to take a seat with her still attached to his lap. She'd get to control this ride herself?! Well, she didn't really care for that as much as she thought she did, even so because it was Jason allowing it and not just a personal preference she could have a great deal of fun. Sitting in his lap she didn't remove him from the orifice he'd chosen. It didn't seem to matter much as her hips began to shake and she moved with more and more speed, treating herself just as roughly as Jason had, maybe a bit more. It was quite painful but also quite good. "I'm a filthy fucking cock-sleeve for Jason. I get off while he's mean and he just uses me and I love it!♥~" Yep. The sentences spoken by this woman aloud today were the likes of which the girl behind the bar had to turn around for.

Well, Nerys was indeed in quite the predicament. As Izou offered his thoughts on the situation, she was somewhat agreeable to the nature of this threesome evolving a bit. Nerys was a deviant in her own right, a bit different from most but still interested in things most people wouldn't admit to. Case and point, the thrust forward into Aurora which was accompanied by a slip of digits past her crevice and a sample made on offer to Nerys. At the same time Aurora slipped a slender finger into the crevice of Nerys and curved it upwards to similar effect. Nerys body tightened around the finger, as her own tongue lashed out at the hand offered by Izou, she moaned as she did this. Nerys did like serving after all and the taste of this lass was about what she wanted. Oh... she really was a treat, and perfectly healthy which Nerys knew from the time the lass spent in her lap. "Huh? Well a little attention never hurt anyone~ And I am nothing if not fair. Alright, I can agree to this~" she stated casually as she finished licking this man's fingers clean... oops that was an accidental tease. Or maybe purposeful. Whatever the case, Nerys was in agreement about spreading the attention around this room a bit, so long as she wasn't suddenly taking a dick she didn't ask for. At the same time Aurora removed her fingers from this lass to plunge her tongue into her depths. "Sounds like a yes to me!~" she chimed before offering her own hand to Izou, he wanted a taste right?

[Bloodedge]

And so, it became Kolin's turn to take the proverbial reins. What would she do with them? Time would tell, but Jason was done with his own efforts for the moment. Interestingly enough, Kolin's hips moved in a manner that rivaled the aggression of his own movements. The term 'pain slut' was indeed an accurate descriptor of this woman, considering her current show of preferences. At the very least, Jason had a grand view of that massive ass moving about in his lap. "Filth, huh? At least you know. I'll try and remember to wash you off when I'm done with you doing that," he said, apparently deciding already how this interaction would end. Yes, only further demeaning was ahead for Kolin... but it didn't seem she would be anything but satisfied by it. Oh well. "Faster!" was an order suddenly given as he slapped the queen's backside yet again.

Deliberations with Nerys came to an end at last, after she accepted a taste of the bartender from his fingers. She had to know what she was doing. Every time that mouth of hers opened, she placed herself in a greater position than Aurora maintained. She already hit a few more of his markers with her exotic appearance. Actually, in all his time spent within Dis, there were only a few he would have preferred visually. Either way, with her agreement to the suggested situation, Izou thought it was about time for a slight shift. A few thrusts performed, and he was extricating himself from the brown-haired woman while being offered a very literal taste of what was to come. Oh? This Nerys woman was quite sweet, much to his expectation; how exciting. This bed was spacious enough that he could flop onto it without needing the others to move about first. He had a grand idea─ one he, himself, had never been able to execute... until perhaps, now. "We're ready for a party then, yeah?" he asked, sitting up just slightly. "C'mon then. Let's make use of the time we've got."

[Apollymi]

"Hai♥!~" Yep, Kolin was referring to herself as filth and she was rather pleased about it. She liked being demeaned by Jason. Well, it seemed to make him happy so who was she to be upset about it. Obviously, liking this sort of thing was connected to her oaths to the man, she liked a little shit talking and contrary nature in her men, he was just an extreme of that she normally wouldn't have accepted on her own. He slapped her on the ass again and ordered her to move faster so she did. Up and down plunging over and over again as she moved at a speed that was tiring but gratifying for herself. It hurt but she didn't care about that, she had Jason's attention all to herself and it was exactly as she wished it.

While the 'queen' was able to revel in her conquering, Nerys and Aurora were busy with Izou. A few more thrusts and Izou was removing himself from Aurora much to her general distaste, but whatever, a positional change was apparently necessary. At the same time, Nerys had all but gripped this lass' head as she finally felt that tinge of goodness after having a tongue inserted within her depths so artfully. "Fuck yes, that's good!♥~" Oh, that was quite a good go and she'd release the girl with both of them having successfully teased and pleasured the other to one such completion. The idea for this trio would be for all of them to achieve climax as such, the shifting of Izou came with something of a question. "Hoh? One does wonder what kind of position Izou-sa has in mind~" she said casting one of those narrowed eyes in his direction. The first part of this show had been hers, she was willing to give a bit in return in this case for Izou to have a noteworthy experience.

[Bloodedge]

Ah yes, this was satisfaction at... almost its finest. Kolin was definitely a better rider than she was a pleasurer from below. For that, he could offer her just one more piece of satisfaction. "One more for you. I think you earned at least that much. Make it worthwhile; I'm done right after," he said. He was nearing the limit of entertainment at present, and was content to progress toward newer, fresher bounties. If Nerys was so incredible, what could the local women serving Kolin bring to the proverbial table? Jason throbbed with excitement, brought about by the idea alone. Naturally, there were many interesting-looking individuals here as well. If nothing else, the queen managed to meet his specifications without fail.

What Izou had in mind, was not exactly what he intended to do. With Nerys questioning his train of thought, there was but one way for him to answer. "Don't ask that. Too much freedom. If it were really up to me, I'd have both of you getting me off right now. One of us wants to be difficult though, so..." Instead of completing his clause, he reached out to take Aurora by the waist and pull her toward himself. Of the three, it seemed Nerys was the one he'd refer to as 'picky' here. As such, he could only leave her position as a choice for the woman herself to make. "No matter what, I'm taking this one in my lap. If you're going to be the one saying no to stuff, why not tell me what I can do for you?"

[Apollymi]

Ah, this was a place of satisfaction for Kolin, one she was much better at by virtue of practice alone. How great, she was even being complimented by Jason! He offered her in this case, a reward for her good service! She couldn't have been more happy if she tried. Movements continued faster and faster she could almost be called properly happy in this moment. "Jason's rewarding me with his cock!♥~" She squealed with absolute delight. She'd make it worth her while, her hips taking on an even more aggressive approach, it was as if she didn't care about anything else, and in truth she didn't. She was only really good at this and it felt good for her to be this aggressive with herself, so she'd do this for herself until she climaxed and would do what Jason wanted right after. "Aaaah!♥~ I came this is great, I came on Jason's cock again. Jason said he'd come to where?!" she asked as if she aimed to please, he'd said this and she'd all but dismounted by the end but he claimed he wanted to shower her right? Did he mean it? She'd find out~

Oh, was Nerys asking him a question which had too much freedom involved. Well... that was different. It wasn't actually a matter of being picky for her, just that she wasn't really interested... ah, she'd never been in this position before. Nerys aimed to please in general so being the one making things difficult was far from her normal motive. Still, he claimed he was taking Aurora in his lap, and that he'd leave Nerys' position up to her. She chuckled. "Gomen gomen, I am usually not the difficult one..." said Nerys. This random change in her sexuality was quite strange in the moment, but she was still quite certain of her lack of interest in men. She wondered briefly if this is how women felt when threesomes were mentioned by men in particular when other girls held no interest for them? But mouths and fingers were universal standards right? Still her adventures with the Captain and her most recent indulgence left her with a certain amount of curiosity. Were men any better than women at these things? What could he do for her? She looked to Aurora who was positioned over this man's lap. He wanted to be pleased by both of them, she could do a few things to make this happen while leaving herself a bit more open to exploration. "Hm, I think I can work with this angle," Nerys positioned herself to his right allowing the man to see the woman in his lap and Nerys herself began teasing the woman with her mouth. Nerys tongue trailed down her chest and towards her chest before closing around a nipple. Still this angle left the whole back end of her body exposed to this man and those large tits of hers well within his grasping distance. A simple bit of applied suction would happen in that moment, making Aurora moan happily as she aimed to settle into this man's lap atop his erection. "Hm, as for what you can do for me... if you'd like to take your taste you can or help me along with those hands of yours... and I'll be equally as nice~" That was what Nerys would offer in this case. She'd return the favors presented her, to the girl in his lap and maybe to him as well. She couldn't well leave someone in this group disappointed by the experience, even if she wasn't interested in his boy parts as it were. Still, there seemed to be some sort of hard cap in the sorceress' mind. She didn't hate this man, she didn't mind him being here, but she couldn't say she was interested in being penetrated by him. Was this what it meant to be a pet?

[Bloodedge]

Perhaps Jason should have allowed the flaxen woman to straddle him earlier; this was seeming rather worthwhile indeed. He'd hardly been ridden throughout his thousands of years, but even so, expecting such vigor in a situation like this would have been ridiculous. This was precisely the thing that kept Kolin worth consideration, as a matter of fact. The way she treated herself from atop him, managed to satisfy Jason quite sufficiently as well. By the time she achieved climax, he was ready to be done with this position already. He did express his intention to shower her, and he would do exactly that whether she fully dismounted or not. A single push off him would surely be enough to send the bitch rolling down the stairs. While that was presumably ongoing, Jason stood, beginning to stroke himself while descending by foot. "I said shower, didn't I? You've been doing alright today, so I'll even let you have a drink to top it all off. Sounds good, doesn't it? Get ready."

Usually not the difficult one, said Nerys. No matter. Izou wasn't too bothered about such matters. Nerys took additional time to let the gears turn, as it were, and her decision was eventually one which benefited all present, as far as Izou was concerned. The position she chose left the mage's body quite open to all sorts of exploration, and indeed, she was leaving Izou with a choice. Would he take a treat for himself, or would he offer a bit of assistance? It was only natural that both be the answer, in a roundabout way. With Aurora mounting him properly, a bit more shifting was done. Izou contorted his upper body until he could slip himself between the white-haired woman's legs, all while his arms reached around to clutch both ends of her backside. Like this, he could look upward into the woman's crotch. "Equally nice, huh? Don't forget saying that. You know it doesn't count if it's not for me," he said in the most casual manner, ending his clause by deeply inhaling the scent of Nerys' arousal as caused by Aurora. Ah, this was well beyond a taste; the opening act managed to leave Izou free enough to plant his face into that "desert pirate's" sex and lap away, almost as if to mop up the residuals of Aurora's earlier tasting session with his own tongue.

[Apollymi]

Her ride was complete but there was the matter of Jason's finish as well. She was soon pushed off the man, her body far too relaxed after achieving climax. She soon was rolling down the stairs still she didn't mind the treatment. Ugh, there was actually something wrong in her head wasn't there? Well, it didn't matter. No one could call her own it, she'd do what she wished and dare anyone to say anything about it. At the bottom of the stairs she soon got herself into a more receiving position. She opened her mouth her face turned up ready to receive a spray of reproductive fluids from Jason. Never once had she thought of doing anything other than acquiescing to his wishes. "Of course it sounds good Jason, I love taking drinks from you♥!~" Yep, another bout of strange honesty as she held her mouth open. Definitely something a person shouldn't admit to, but she did, and still she waited to receive she wanted the roughness and treatment this man would offer and everything else. This whole situation was great and it'd even end the way she wanted.

As the Captain of the Argonauts worked his way to completion, Nerys was being offered a new perspective. The man known as Izou soon moved himself between Nerys legs. She was quite curious as to what he would do when offered such a choice, and felt his breath moving against her sex even as she spoke. She should remember that she'd offered him fairness. "Hai hai, I'm not forgetful or anything~" Nerys own words came with her tongue moving down, with Izou in place her own mouth could begin better work at the junction between Izou and Aurora. That is to say, her tongue artfully travelled around the pearl of Aurora while also tracing down the exposed parts of Izou's manhood, trailing up and down as Aurora's hips rose and lowered of her own accord. Though she wasn't interested in him specifically, she wouldn't leave him out, it would be harder to do than the activity was worth. What was more, he seemingly buried himself within her sex, she could feel his tongue lapping at her sex causing her to moan and shake her hips. Men were actually quite good at this, she wondered if it would be better later? Oh well, that was a thought for another time, for now, she could at least enjoy and not think too much. Ah, there was also still a girl here, so she could mentally move past the dick in the room, it was more like a prop at this point it was something to use but not necessary something she'd choose of her own accord. Hm, that made enough sense to Nerys that she felt less conflicted as time went on, she could have fun and not be too hung up, and she could search for that extra fun she enjoyed with the Captain later, knowing exactly what she wished to show him!~

[Bloodedge]

Truth, unfiltered. If Kolin so loved consuming his seed, he would provide it happily in exchange for some actually decent service from her. Ah yes, her time on the Argo had trained her well; she was easily in position to receive his fluids after recovering from that little tumble. In a few more steps, Jason was standing before the lowered woman. From base to tip, he stroked his wood whilst staring down into that minxy face, grinning all the while. "Good bitch. Now, who are you?~♪" he asked, the intensity of his strokes growing over time as his scrotum tightened. He would hold himself at the very edge until he could amuse himself. What sort of amusement did he seek? Well, he would first await the beginning of Kolin's response. In the middle of her attempted speech, he would be letting go, spraying that thick liquid she desired into her open mouth, and really all over her exposed body. He'd become curious how she would react to receiving such a thing mid-sentence... so he'd find out.

Speaking of finding things out, Izou was discovering what Nerys meant with her earlier words. As Aurora moved about atop his member, he felt the grace of an additional sensation. Ah, what was this? He could only rationalize it as... a tongue. Ah yes, certainly Nerys saw fit to alternate movements of her tongue between Aurora and himself, effectively servicing them both while receiving service from the latter. While that may not have been all he wanted from the ashen-haired woman of this pair, he couldn't rightly complain. A bit of satisfaction would never cease his eventual advances, however... yet he had quite the focus at present. His hips were bucking upward intermittently to match the pace of Aurora, but elsewhere, he was quite busy setting a pace of his own. There was a cycle of lapping, slurping, and even insertions to Nerys' undercarriage that alternated between his tongue and finger. It seemed he was having a rather interesting time between the woman's legs, even if there wasn't a promise of future events.

[Apollymi]

Ah, she'd been called good!~ She liked that. She'd also been asked a question. This one did like talking too huh, less than the others but he specifically liked being answered when he spoke to her. Besides the fact that she could do nothing but oblige, she thought about how to answer him, who was she? In context the answer was easy. "I'm Jason's fuckho---" there wasn't a continued answer, rather suddenly she was being sprayed by Jason's spunk. She really did like this, but it was now caught in her throat. She wasn't prepared to swallow it was making her cough and gag? What did he get out of this? Did he like humiliating her like this? She couldn't know but she also couldn't be anything other than pleased about the entire situation. All the time that same bartender was simply shook her head. Yep, this place was a royal shit show, but that wasn't any of her business. Yep, she'd just continue serving drinks and looking about... though not directly. No, she was busy looking into the mind of Aurora. At least someone was having a good time.

Ah, yes, the brown haired lass was riding Izou while being serviced by Nerys. Such a thing was a dream come true. A wet sponging tongue against her opening while she was completely filled by a rather nice cock! This sort of thing made the whole 'prostitution' angle not seem so bad. She wouldn't have chosen this life herself, but if she could have fun like this she supposed it wasn't really a problem. At the same time, Nerys got a taste of this woman and seemed to be quite pleased by it. Enough that her tongue's motions took to continued lapping at Izou's member between their movements to get even more of a taste while providing him more stimulation. Given the fact that his face was currently buried in her loins, she could even almost ignore him being a man. Well, the dick in the scenario made that almost impossible, but she definitely could have been way worse off. Actually, Nerys was exactly the type to let her own logic carry her to happiness, and there were many positives to be found here. Like those slightly larger fingers taking turns stroking her insides, or his tongue lapping at her juices. She definitely liked this sort of thing regardless of the gender of the person providing her the service. Ah, and then there was the atmosphere, serving and being served simultaneously. Trying her hardest not to get too distracted but falling into the building pressure of her loins. How very stimulating. This was its own form of tease as well, as she wasn't sure who would go first or how. But she could definitely tell it was coming. The movements of Aurora grew a bit more dramatic as she chased two sensations. Eventually that woman's hands would be buried in Nerys locks. Oh... now it was her turn to receive such a scalp massage while allowing her tongue to help the other woman along. Nerys' face were covered in juices... actually, this whole situation was a win for this woman no matter what way it was sliced currently. She could take solace in that, and find... relief, in the form of her own release, around the same time that Aurora's movements would cause her to clamp down on Izou's member as she worked herself to climax as well.

[Bloodedge]

She was Jason's what? Oh well, it didn't matter. All things considered, the Argonaut Captain always had an idea where that sentence was going... but the end result of his decision was the thing worth seeing and hearing. Gagging and coughing was when Kolin was at her best; it always managed to be a pleasant thing to observe. "Good show! Keep it going!" he said excitedly. Wasting no further time, Jason stepped forward once more. While Kolin was busy gagging on his semen, he decided to grant her further reward. Surely she could cease such choking as he grabbed her by the head and shoved his cock, still dripping ejaculate, into her throat while some semblance of an erection remained present. Yes, that would work out nicely, right? Well... it would be fine for Jason, who proceeded to do so without a second thought.

In the mind of Izou, things were only getting better and better for him. He could feel the clutches of Aurora's interior intensifying over time, signaling her satisfaction even while Izou couldn't witness it with his own eyes. At the same time, though, there was what seemed to be a more purposeful application of Nerys' tongue. Was this the fault of his actions, a simple matter of Nerys' own decision, or perhaps a new level of acceptance? Whatever the case, the samurai had a specific mission in mind. He was rather keen on finding out how much of an edge he could acquire through this interaction, so his sampling of Nerys only became a thing done with greater purpose. He soon had two fingers within the mage's crotch while his lips and tongue busied themselves with her folds. He'd partake of her release as if drinking directly from a leaky faucet, never letting up in his approach toward the next of such events. He'd call the mage on her bluff, if necessary. Surely some lesbian wasn't truly so complacent as Nerys purported herself to be.

[Apollymi]

Oh? Jason was pleased! That was good wasn't it, even as she was choking he seemed amused. Did she like this? Well... yes and no. She didn't want to be ridiculed but she did want his attention. And she was getting it. She didn't really mind what he said if he was paying attention to her. And he definitely was. He even went so far as to shove his cock back into her mouth as she gagged. That should have been gross, considering where it'd so recently been. Even so, she didn't seem to mind it so much. She was suddenly coughing and gagging on that semi-firm phallus instead of nothing. That was an improvement right?! Right?! she couldn't have said anything even if she wanted to, even so, she managed to look up at the man as her throat moved and she seemed to struggle. Even if she passed out, she'd be having a good time as long as Jason was happy.

At the same time, Nerys had her head grabbed and her face covered in the sticky secretions offered by Aurora. How very nice, but even as the brown haired woman let go of her head, such actions would still need to continue. After all, there'd been no change in Izou who'd all but kept himself going even as Nerys found her finish at the man's hands. But more than that, he continued, another finger was added to her nether and Nerys' body clinched in response. It would always do this, but it only became worse overtime as she felt another orgasm coming. Aurora for her part in his realized that Izou had yet to finish and her hips continued to shake as flickers of Nerys' tongue continued, she even watched from her higher movements as Nerys tongue made it all the way to the tip of Izou before Aurora slid herself back down. Izou could call her bluff but Nerys was far from being upset about something so simple in the moment. Oh yes, there was much skill to be found in the mouth of Nerys, Aurora wondered if the man below simply needed more... "Did you want to finish inside, Izou? Or did you have something else in mind..." she asked. Skilled enough was this one not to leave the man with her just sitting atop his manhood, but she was still unsure of his angle in this entire thing. She was truly bisexual so she would service him however he wished and she wouldn't really mind making out with Nerys with this precious cock between their mouths. Though Nerys herself seemed less than interested in this particular specimen... Aurora felt that was likely just a win for her. Whenever Izou found his finish they could all be happy, until then... this little session would continue.

[Bloodedge]

'Happy' may have been a bit of an understatement. Jason was giddier than a child with a birthday present laid before them, all because events here happened to unfold without a single moment of great annoyance. A few times throughout, he even questioned himself letting this woman off the Argo. What would things be like if he had infinite access to the ingenuity of Nerys, as well as the absolute servitude of Kolin? Ah, but that was the reason, wasn't it? This one didn't always like to play nicely. Maybe he could continue training her to be a proper dumpster, as to eventually keep her in a more readily-accessible location? That was a reasonable idea for a moment. These musings were a bit distracting; Jason was hardly keeping track of how long he'd been lodged in Kolin's throat... though she obviously didn't mind continuing to choke upon that which recently exited her rectum. "I guess pig still works to describe you, huh? With all these different getups around here, you oughta dress up like whatever animal you're gonna be in a day. Yeah, that's a good idea!" he said, laughing as he patted the side of Kolin's face. "Oh... you might choke yourself out or something on that, huh? Well... whatever. Onto the next piglet whenever you do."

Izou was once again granted the opportunity to make a decision. Aurora and Nerys both offered continued satisfaction to his loins, leading to the samurai sitting at the edge of pleasure when questioned by the former. As his tongue made its way within Nerys once more, his train of thought was one similar to Aurora's. What if he could have both of their mouths upon him at the very end? As a teen from that other world, and as a man in any reality, he would know the greatest of victories. As a samurai from a rather harsh land as well, he would never shy away from the attempt of achieving his goals... and this was a goal for the moment. As such, the removal of his tongue and replacement of his fingers again heralded a chortle with a retort. "Does it need saying again? I told both of you what I wanted; my mind doesn't change. Better make a decision quick, pirate gal. My count says you've both got a couple of minutes at best before Aurora here ends up getting a flush."

[Apollymi]

Yes, Kolin was making him happy and no she didn't always play nicely. In fact, she only shared him because she had to, because she swore an oath to make it so. She would have literally killed everyone associated with this man to have him to herself... and keep on her activities as she was. If he wasn't already so disagreeable to the way she operated she likely would have had him under her thumb already. Ah, but him not being that way was also exactly why she liked him. Why didn't people who fit her real type ever understand that. They could have her completely if they gave up everything else. She wanted all attention but they could have most of hers... that was fair wasn't it?! Ugh... her vision had gone hazy. She could barely see but she was having a good time. Jason was saying something... animal outfits? What kind of dumb thing had Nerys told this man? Or maybe it was his own idea... she didn't mind dressing up. Being an animal for Jason was pretty fun after all, and she got so many rewards she could hardly see a problem with it. Just another random thing locked into her psyche. Whoops, she'd let herself slip a little too long... what was that about the next piglet? Ugh... whatever she was unconscious slipping away as her body forcibly removed the man so she could finally take a breath. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.

While one came to an end, another wind-down was seeming to take place. Izou seemed to continue his work within the loins of Nerys, but removed his face from her core if only to mention his actual intentions here. Nerys being the kind of person she was at her core, could see the plus of such a situation from both perspectives. Any man would love to see two women at his service... ah and there was a matter of all around satisfaction to consider. Nerys in her own odd way, had no real problem with what he was asking for either. Hell, in this very situation her tongue was already traveling along his manhood, what was another few minutes of service for a satisfying conclusion for all. She aimed to please after all, and there was a distinct bit of satisfaction to be taken from being covered in a mix of reproductive fluids. Ah, wins all around given the bisexual nature of Aurora. "Hai hai, I do aim to please... that is far from a bad end for me!~" she mused she nudged Aurora who moved, off the man and took her place at his left and Nerys slipped herself forward to take her place at his right having him abandon her folds while both put themselves into position to be looked upon. Each woman began licking and sucking upon his shaft, taking turns and places kisses in each others mouths and trailing their tongues between their mouths but also on his throbbing member. Both wouldn't have any problem with this action, he could finish as he liked with his cock being wetted between both of their mouths. Such was his desire after all.

[Bloodedge]

What was this? Was that pitiful woman actually letting the light leave her eyes fully? It seemed so, even in spite of his claim of seeking other pets if she did so. Maybe that was a mark of Jason's success, though that wouldn't have made much of a difference anyway. As she fell back from his shaft, Jason inspected himself for cleanliness. At the very least, the residual spunk that had previously been dripping from his tip, was no more; Kolin's throat proved useful in this respect. Now then, what was he to do? Well... he already said what, didn't he? Since all who served Kolin were his playthings as well, he took a seat and clapped to call upon any nearby. "Well, that was fine. Somebody clean this shit up," he said, having thoughts of takin a nap here and now atop the throne.

Izou's desire would indeed be met this day. Surprise, surprise. He'd been thinking that it would take some time before Nerys could be convinced to do... well, anything that involved his crotch. Alas, it seemed her licking was in fact a decent enough sign that she would be complacent in the end. In a matter of moments, Izou was able to prop himself up on his elbows, gazing down upon the duet as they each took a side of his member with their mouths. Ah yes, this was the ultimate experience he sought─ the dream of many come to reality before his very eyes. Seeing this, he gave a great deal of consideration to enjoying both of their mouths fully. Could he, though? No; he couldn't do that at all. His earlier count proved truer than even he anticipated. Hardly a minute after this began, Izou's breathing spiked along with the throbbing of his phallus. An expulsion of spunk would occur mere moments after, spraying presumably right between the faces of Aurora and Nerys, but being quite the satisfying release for Izou regardless. Ah, if only he could have started things this way. Damn that lesbian mage for being 'difficult' as he put it, but... well, there was absolutely nothing to complain about now.

[Apollymi]

Ah, yes... Kolin actually loss consciousness. Though none were too apt to do anything about that, some muscular half-dressed man would eventually come and scoop that woman up returning her to her bedchambers until she woke up. In the meantime, several women would jump to Jason's command. Someone bringing articles to clean off his manhood, others offering themselves for service in the Queen's place after this was done. None were her in regard to how they treated themselves but they were still on offer. Such would be the way this man was treated whenever he was here... Interestingly enough there was one person who didn't feel obligated to answer Jason's call and that was the blue haired woman by the bar. Who was still mixing drinks and watching the goings on. Her eyes that magical shade of magenta which allowed her to see a great deal. 'Huh... all done then~' she mused but that wasn't about what was happening here. No... her eyes were elsewhere.

At the same time, Izou finally reached his end at the hands of these two young women. Both of them were soon enough showered, in this man's reproductive fluids. A happy smile crossed the face of Nerys as this happened, such a strange satisfaction she reached by this thing. Ah yes and there was more, after a moment or two she sat back and leaned her face backward. She called that pipe she'd been given to her own hand and lit it with magic. Soon after she'd take a most satisfying drag. Happy smoke filled her lungs and her entire body relaxed as she leaned back against the bed. "Fuck yes... exactly this! What a nice day~" she moaned as if more pleased by the smoke than by the sex. At this point in her life she was. She didn't mind that sort of sexual contact even so she still wasn't innately attracted to this man Izou, her eyes traveled to Aurora who managed to look pleased as well. "Totally worth it," she said as she relaxed her entire body afterwards.

[Bloodedge]

And so, Jason proceeded to accept the services of every woman and man within this very room... well, bar one. He seemed to be aware of one particular woman not fawning over him, but he also didn't appear concerned about this. After all, it didn't matter if everyone behaved like an absolute whore thirsting for a mere sample of his cock; it was simply important that anyone acting under Kolin's direct order not be a danger to him, nor the Argonauts. Such would be how he felt true satisfaction for the duration of his stay in Dis.

As for the Argonauts' presence in this wretched city, at least Izou was finding legitimate satisfaction. The sight of his fluids upon two women at once was such a pleasantry, the man himself had to retrieve a pipe to smoke as well. "Yare yare. I should look for that sort of treatment around here more often," he said while working a match out of his belongings to light the pipe. He imagined he'd have an easy time of procuring such things in the future, even if Nerys was leaving with the other Argonauts. Aurora was just a worker here─ one who seemed complacent enough to accept the reason of sneaking around a bit. Surely another woman in the Pleasure Palace would be just as reasonable. Whatever the case, this group's time seemed to be reaching its end. Perhaps the coming weeks would be kind to Izou, the same way this first day had been. Time would tell.

Of course... the passage of time would also mark a long-term disappearance of former king, Leorio. He'd been taken into the room of that teenage girl, chosen by Kolin for unknown means. Had he ever left? No, but perhaps... he wished he could have.

[Apollymi]

Jason's found satisfaction, Nerys found it as well and the world kept moving forward. Some weeks passed since the arrival of the Argonauts and all seemed to be fine in the world of Kolin. With such direct access to Jason she seemed less crazed than normal, even so, with time passing appropriately she was finally able to do the thing that she'd been keeping that teen for. Ah, yes, today was to be her birthday and as such the Queen approached her room where she was meant to be kept. She was being fed and kept happy, that much fell under the purview of Beatrice, but what was this girl up to in her fun time, Kolin would soon enough enter her chambers and find out. "Hm, its finally time..." the woman announced on her entrance. She'd never told this girl exactly what it was she wanted her for, but now that she had enough code to write the overlay she could get rid of this pregnancy and move on with her life... her plans and her work. She'd been avoiding shifting her Avatar for exactly this reason, or rather, she couldn't shift while she was pregnant. What a terrible design flaw, since it didn't apply to all of her faces, she was stuck in the one she was until she got rid of the status effect. How annoying. Whatever the case, she could get rid of it now and move on to the next face and the next big thing. She wondered briefly if Jason would enjoy her new face, if he'd still treat her the way she wanted? Wait, none of that actually mattered, maybe she could get him out of here so she'd stop being so concerned with him.

[Bloodedge]

Ah yes, it was finally time for some sort of acknowledgement from anyone who had something to do with her being in this room! Go figure, said acknowledgement was coming from the woman in charge herself. What would that damn woman witness upon entering the room? Well... the girl was just sitting there, seemingly bored out of her mind. Her seat of choice was not the rather lovely couch present in this room, nor the exquisite bed. No... it was that tiny excuse for a man, Leorio. The poor lad was on his elbows and knees, his back supporting the half-naked brunette's lithe form with a surprising amount of difficulty for a male. Leorio was nude aside from a strange harness he'd been set up with, and his own underpants were presently being used as a gag to keep the whiny bastard relatively silent. Currently, the bratty brunette lass was busy filing her nails while her round bottom comfortably rested on the small of Leorio's back. "Ugh. Time for what? That shitty excuse for fancy food again?" she asked, paying no mind to Kolin aside from these snarky retorts. The situation she'd been placed in was very comfortable, but she'd never been so bored in her life. Something had to give. "I'm not even hungry. Besides, I'd rather just have a plain ol' steak or something like that. None of that weird sauce, either. Gourmet ain't for me, lady."

[Apollymi]

Kolin entered this room to find a rather strange sight. Ah, yes... this was, rather strange to see. Leorio in a harness, underwear in his mouth being used as a chair. That poor skinny boy was struggling even with the slim figure of the brunette atop him. And she, for all her words was simply filing her nails, and complaining about food. Something about this whole thing was hilarious. Yes, entirely too funny, Kolin would have a good laugh about this before she said anything else, how fucking amusing. Actually, she could already swear this was a child of Jason's and hers already. "Bwahahaha!~ Alright... this is fucking hilarious, I am going to let pass that you weren't supposed to be allowed near trash dick," she said wondering how the girl even ended up in contact with one like Leorio after the orders for her care had been given. "Regardless, I can't account for common tastes, I refuse to eat any of that plain garbage. But if you aren't hungry that doesn't even matter. Besides, it isn't like I came here to feed you or anything... it's not like I care to nurture," Kolin said with a certain amount of surety. She knew herself in moments like these at least.

"I came here to make you... into what you need to be. A child of the Argonaut Jason," she said with the slightest bit of anxiety. She wondered if this would make Jason happy... would she be praised? Once upon a time, such a gift from her was considered a blessing of massive proportions. Families prayed to her for exactly this reason. Men showed up to her temple to serve her for their wives to receive such a bounty. Here and now she was about to pass along such code lines to a random orphan child in her city just because the idea of being properly pregnant didn't suit her. Her hand opened over her stomach and she began twisting, the golden lines of code began to emerge from her person as she interacted directly with the Nexus to retrieve the information that would be this girl when she was finished. She opened her hand when she was done and those code lines looked like little strands of light twisting around in her hands. "Just accept it, it's easier if you don't fight it. Besides if you do this, you can meet Jason..." she said as if this was something everyone should want. She moved towards the girl and with an open palm would aim to integrate it properly into her person, if she didn't fight it. Such a thing was simply Kolin's way, she'd merge this girl with the code herself because explaining such a thing to a native of this world was well beyond her personal liking.

[Bloodedge]

Apparently, the scene Kolin walked into was worth a hefty amount of laughter. The girl didn't think so; it was nothing short of an annoyance most times. Little did she know, the pair would easily get along based solely on the pest of a man trapped under her arse. As for the thing she was going to "let pass" as she said, the girl could only quirk a brow. "Do what now? Oh... right, yeah," she said, having forgotten about the stipulations given to that creepy nun when she was first brought here. After realizing what the queen meant, the lass nearly gagged just as she'd done during their first meeting. "I ain't here for random dicks anyway; especially not this little cuck. He makes an alright chair for the few seconds he isn't squirming, though. . ."

The reason for this entire ordeal was revealed soon enough. Well, revealed was a bit of a strong word. Kolin claimed she was to become the Argonaut Jason's child. What the hell was that supposed to mean? Was she being handed over for adoption? Oh... was this whorehouse of a city that low, and the one called Jason had some weird fetish she was expected to adhere to? Whatever the case, no idea was anything short of disgusting. "I'm not doing some freaky DDLG shit. You can shove that right up your ass," she said, removing herself from Leorio's back and stepping away from the encroaching... whatever that glowing magical bullshit was. If it touched her, she was sure it would wind up being some sort of seal, sacrificial spell, or some crap like that. "First thing's first, old lady. What the fuck is that, and who the fuck even is Jason? That one of those loud guys I keep hearing down the hall? They all sound old; I ain't fuckin' 'em."

[Apollymi]

Ah, how interesting. According to this girl, the boy beneath her wasn't much of anything and she wasn't interested in him. That was good, he was a terrible person to be interested in. She also wasn't implicitly interested in random dicks... they could have gotten along swimmingly based on this, "Chair, a footstool, punching bag... Those last two were the most appealing for a while," Kolin admitted, while not crazed that wasn't necessarily a malicious statement. Moving right along she heard the girl's new complaints. Shove it up her ass, and she wasn't taking it and blah, blah blah... Nothing but confusion crossed Kolin's face. She definitely didn't want to explain all of this, but given the girl's attitude she'd actually have to do some reasonable bit of explaining. "Ugh... I don't even know what that DD whatever the fuck you are talking about is, but I have a feeling you think I am trying to do something terrible and I am actually not, for like the first time in ages," stated Kolin plainly. To be honest this child's treatment was the nicest thing this Queen had done since her creation. While she wasn't a good or nice person, she wasn't actually the type to sell what she considered children into random forms of sex slavery. She'd have people under the age of consent killed long before she had them suffer a fate like that, even she had some sort of standards... though she couldn't at all say she had anything resembling a maternal instinct. Hell, she was barely personable.

"Ugh, fine. Fine... I'll try and answer questions today," she said with a haughty flip of her hair. "This...is a Mystic Code. One which accounts for a life. Literally it is the base code for a kid I was pregnant with by Jason. But I was a fertility goddess and I don't birth, raise kids, or even entertain them, when it can be avoided," the woman explained the situation in the simplest way possible and with a great deal more honesty than she normally offered people. She wasn't purposefully mean to this girl, and though she didn't care for her in a direct way, she did want Jason to be happy and having his off-spring be happy was part of that. "Jason is the Captain of the Argonauts, and a Hero. He's actually great. He brought all those old loud guys but mostly they live out in the desert on his ship and kill monsters or whatever the fuck they do. I don't know... this place is a layover for him I guess. But I am not saying you should fuck any of them. Actually, if you accept this and make it part of you, you'd be Jason's kid, and he doesn't strike me as that type of guy at all..." she mentioned with that code still extended. "It'd also make you more like those of us who come from the other world... you know make you actually strong give you a fresher start on life. You'd still be you, but extra..." mentioned Kolin of this particular thing... she knew of a case where someone was freaked out about accepting a code but the ego of a baby wasn't strong enough to overpower the base of a person. "You're still young and all, it'd give you a chance at least. And you could meet Jason and maybe he'd take you out to do that kind of commoner shit you're interested in. You're obviously not interested in being here... even with the best possible treatment anyone besides me receives," Kolin finished up. She picked this girl because she had the right kind of base personality and age to be agreeable with general stuff. She was enough herself that taking the upgrade wouldn't get rid of her base personality or anything so, she'd have a reasonable shot of it just being a general upgrade with some extra knowledge, no one would actually say no to something like that right?

[Bloodedge]

"Footstool? Gross. Damn rat can't meet my arches right," the girl scoffed, bringing attention to her arches that seemed almost custom-built for the highest of heels. Even when backing away from Kolin's advances, she seemed to be almost tiptoeing around. Perhaps she should have ordered that nun to bring her some fitting shoes. Oh well.

For a queen amongst whores and a whore amongst queens, Kolin was unaware of the acronym used by a commoner like this girl. That was strange. Considering the purpose of this country in its current state, one would expect her to be familiar with all forms of kinks. Maybe she was just some dumb, vanilla whore who knew no more than one or two positions. Yeah, that sounded about right in the girl's head. At least this woman could take a moment to answer important questions and be rational. She was with child... as one should probably expect of her over 90% of the time. She did not, however, have any intention of giving traditional birth; there were more mystical means of doing so before her belly even grew. How creepy. Clearly, the nun wasn't the only weirdo around here. At least the one called Jason wasn't specifically one of those obnoxious men she'd been hearing in recent weeks. She allegedly wouldn't be changed mentally, or required to bed any of those brutes... and would perhaps even have the protection of that group's leader.

How many benefits could she gain? What sort of life could she live? Most importantly... could she even trust the word of that woman who brought her to this room? Luckily, the girl hadn't seen what happened to the other children brought forth the day she was collected. "So you're sayin' I can just be counted as somebody's kid, and that can get me out of this shithole city? Doesn't sound bad; at least I can get rid of that damn nun. Fine, but if I get fucked on this, I'm kickin' your old ass six ways to Sunday right here and now!"

[Apollymi]

Kolin watched this girl tiptoe around and nodded her understanding. "Hardbottom high heels would make you happy and keep your feet from hurting... well, as much as one like you can be," she commented understanding the girl's shoe needs as a woman and someone who went through similar issues when she was a skinnier being. This girl came with abnormally high arches, like she was born for high heels. More likely she was built like a female rogue who were made to move quietly but as a human she hadn't been typed because she hadn't been actively doing things. In Kolin's home world a more maternal person would have took her shopping and been excited about it. But the woman known as Mai Valentine didn't have such instincts, she simply commented and moved on, but such was a quality of her type of being.

Mystical means of birthing children was about the best upgrade the game version of this world had gotten. Apparently the humans native to this world still gave birth the old fashioned way and the idea of that disgusted Kolin. Who would chose such a thing? Well, it didn't really matter, the young girl before her seemed to be weighing her options at least. Granted this came with the same kind of gripes the girl always had, but Kolin still favored those sorts of reactions from people... as such she had nothing to say about it directly. "Yeah, basically you'd be our kid and you'd be stronger than the type of trash beings this world produces. And yes, you could leave... if you leave with Jason. I can't have him upset with me because something happens to you..." she said with her eyes cutting to the side. She still thought that making Jason happy was a simple matter of her own oaths to the man, but that wasn't entirely it... perhaps someday she'd realize that, but this was far from such a time, even though she'd spoken of the man in a way which was obviously different than she spoke on any other individual she'd mentioned so far. "And even with an upgrade like this you couldn't kick my ass... I mean you could try but you're way under level for something like that..." Kolin said honestly, still holding out the coding for the girl. She might have gotten beaten up by someone like Arthur, but without magical means or some way to crack her diamond form this girl wouldn't have much luck in an endeavor like that. Still, she wasn't trying to harm the girl and had only shared the truth with her. She could be taken at her word in this particular case. If she was truly accepting of it, Kolin would move on to place it into her, enveloping her in the light of the Nexus as this overlay took place. It would change her physically to look like a bit of a mash-up between Jason and Kolin.

[Bloodedge]

"Huh. Yeah, that sounds like something I might like. These hard floors are alright," the girl said, managing to match the civility surprisingly brought to the conversation by Kolin. If that woman wasn't some crazed person enslaving and torturing thousands, perhaps she could have been an acceptable sisterly figure to someone. Oh well; she was trash as things stood, worth only what she herself brought to the proverbial table. At present, said worth was roughly idle chitchat without physical violence. Whatever the deal was between Kolin and Jason, she didn't care at all. She had confirmation of her potential freedom from this place, even if it came at the cost of... well, becoming someone's child. With no parents worth being concerned about presently, she wasn't going to start enjoying the presence of new parental figures. Jason could get her out of this shithole, and she could be on her own way thereafter. Yes, the perfect plan! Maybe she'd even stomp a hole in Kolin's ass after this was all over, just to prove herself capable! She managed to seem almost smug while accepting the Mystic Code of Kolin's unborn child into herself. Consumed by the Nexus' light, she underwent only a few minor changes. Her eyes shifted from emerald to sapphire, and then... the annoying shift occurred. Her hair, her beautiful brown hair, was bleached that disgusting shade of blonde she hated seeing atop Kolin's head. Her hair was always in her eyes, so she could see it quite clearly as it changed. Once more... she gagged. Of all the things, why did it have to be the hair?! She could have settled for a bit more ass, another cup size, anything but the damn hair! Though... actually, she was feeling just a bit shapelier. She was working with a tad more muscle definition as well, but mentally and emotionally, she remained herself. Oh, this really wasn't too bad as long as she ignored the hair color. "Is that it? Stick me with blonde, and I'm good to get the fuck outta here?"

[Apollymi]

It was a strange fact of life, that while not completely crazed someone like Kolin could be considered tolerable by a lot of people. "Hm... there should be an extra closet around here somewhere... there should be some shoes to fit both need, function and your... strange style choices in there," she said knowing she'd turned most of the extra rooms around hers, into outlet storage space for things she wasn't sure about. Perhaps if Mai ever stopped to realize she could be amiable, she would have a much better time of life in general. For now though, she was settling for a bit of civil conversation with a child she was trying to turn into her own by virtue of a mystical birth. Ah, yes, she had a lot of complaints to lodge but at the end of the day she accepted the upgrade. Ah, but that wouldn't come without complaint either. Her hair color was an issue? "Ugh, blonde is a great color, and I am or rather was, naturally this shade even as my original self... I miss this color from time to time..." Kolin admitted with a wistful kind of countenance. "Regardless, blonde takes color easy, I am sure you can eventually find someone to dye it for you if it's actually a problem or hell, reroll it the next time you decide to change your face... if you're capable of it..." Kolin said in the most off-handed manner. "If you want to leave though... You have to meet up with Jason and have him take you with him... I can't send a kid alone out into the desert... especially not his," she said with a casual fling of her hand. She gestured towards the girl's door and began walking towards it. "Come on, I'll introduce you... I guess, that seems like the sort of thing he'd be upset if I didn't do," she mentioned as if she had no real idea of how to interact with Jason. The truth was she didn't but there were several reasons for this... regardless, if the girl went with her, she'd set out to find the Captain of the Argonauts.

[Bloodedge]

Dye?! What the hell was that crazy old bitch talking about? She couldn't just go out and change her hair color whenever she wanted; that sort of luxury was for the wealthiest of people where she'd come from. She'd probably just have to tie it back, if only to keep it out of her vision. That would have to do. For now, it seemed she was actually capable of exiting this room after being stuck within for so long. There were a couple of attempts here and there over the past few weeks, albeit with an obvious lack of success. Now, she had no issue whatsoever passing that threshold and finally leaving that pitiful scrub of a boy behind inside. What would become of him? It didn't matter. The girl once thought to have some worthwhile company during her stay, but she simply couldn't tolerate his mannerisms. Would anyone even believe he assumed she would meet his desire, in lieu of whatever queen he was rambling on about? Well... yes, but she wasn't aware of that.

Forward the pair of women went, in search of the Argonaut Captain himself. Where was Jason at the time? Where he'd been all along, of course. This trip wasn't for him; it was for the crew. Even so, he indulged himself in his personal little throne room of the Pleasure Palace. Many servants of Kolin were at his beck and call around the clock, and were presently treating him like literal royalty. Fancy fruits were plentiful atop silver trays, carried from one servile individual's hand directly into the Argonaut's mouth. Others nearby offered massage treatments to his shoulders, hands, feet, and of course his groin as well. All in all, he couldn't have been receiving more pleasant treatment... but what was this on its way? Ah, Kolin again, as well as some other girl he'd never seen before. Naturally, Jason would address only the former. "Back again, huh? Didn't you just leave some time this morning?"

[Apollymi]

That poor scrawny boy had been, treated as if he was a simple piece of furniture. The poor lass with him didn't know that the Queen he was going on and on about was the same one who'd been running this particular Kingdom. He was simply speaking, obsessed with her, even after she'd pretty plainly stated that he was nothing but trash to her, such was his nature. Oh well, he'd be sure to be roaming about the palace again eventually, Kolin was quite sure he had no intention of properly disappearing or anything. He never went very far away... she could easily admit to having forgotten his presence completely since he disappeared in the weeks prior. This girl had been doing her several favors, well... at least she was useful beyond taking on the body of the unwanted pregnancy of hers.

In the throne room, Jason was being treated to the fullest of body massages. Of course, Kolin was immediately pissed about all of the women hanging all over the man, even so, she couldn't presently actually be upset. That was one of the things, which was actually enforced by her own oath, she literally had to behave in his presence. His words reached her in their usual mocking tone. Ah, but she could do nothing but happily answer the man even. "Of course, Jason... I'm always happy to see you... but," she paused and thought about how to introduce this girl. Was she going to have to explain again? Ugh... something else to do today. "This kid is yours... well ours. She doesn't like it here so I figured I'd introduce you," she said thinking about it for a moment. "Huh... I suppose I didn't give you a name yet huh..." she said looking at the lass for several moments. Naming people granted extra powers as well... she supposed it would be the right thing to do, unless this girl wanted to name herself. Or Jason wanted to. At the same time Nerys was popping up, this time chasing after a woman with red hair and large breasts heading over to the bar for her first drink of the morning. She only appeared in this place when Kolin wasn't here... that wasn't a show she wanted to see. "Yare yare, I thought this show was over already... I figured I could have a drink in peace..." the white haired mage mumbled, oh... there was a younger blonde lass here as well. Welp, maybe this was worth watching for a moment or two.

[Bloodedge]

So, this was the one called Jason. The girl watched him take in the attention of so many at once, figuring he surely did something to be receiving so much public treatment without being charged. She heard many of the workers here walking by, talking of their conquests and other such things. No one who saw so many women at once in this place, could do so without infinite wealth. Besides, she was apparently the child of this man and Kolin, the latter of whom was far too self-centered to allow this sort of debauchery. The girl let these thoughts process while her 'parents' spoke, and was eventually grinning from ear to ear due to what she thought of it all.

This teenage girl, according to the whore queen, was... his? Rather, theirs? That should have been a ridiculous notion, but Jason had been around long enough to witness many oddities. He'd been under the assumption that Kolin had been impregnated on the Argo, just as he thought the same of Nerys after so many fillings for both. He could assume now, that Kolin employed an ancient method of skipping traditional birth... using a catalyst. At the very least, the more he looked at this girl, the less he could deny her being his child. Such was especially the case when she spoke. "Hello Dad!" she said almost sarcastically, becoming more serious in following moments. "You're the one really in charge here then, huh? How about getting me outta slut city so I can have some fuckin' fun?" she asked.

Yes, that was about all the confirmation Jason needed. He definitely wouldn't be keeping any child of his in this country, but she was more than an adult by the standards he followed. The most disturbing thing about that, though, was something he'd have to be righting immediately. Damned be Kolin's naming of the girl, and damned be the thought of her leaving before quite a few birthdays had gone unaddressed. Something should have been done many years ago in this person's life, but... also not for a few more years? Whatever the case, now was the time. "Get the girl a drink─ a strong one."

[Apollymi]

As this girl watched her 'parents' interact, Nerys did the same with a raised brow. She'd been gently wondering if that game mechanic played out here and was more than a little happy to find out it did. That would save her quite a bit of trouble eventually. As a female person who wasn't even interested in dicks she definitely wasn't interesting in passing a turkey sized baby through her body. "Huh, that's a bit of a relief... clever kid too," Nerys mentioned as she would once again be found with her face buried in a woman's chest while drinks were being served. Kolin managed to look just as haughty as she always did about this situation, in the last few weeks she could only be certain of the idea that Nerys truly preferred women. Get the girl a drink huh? Well, at the bar was that blue haired girl with the magenta eyes. She was always watching this sort of thing. She seemed a little amused by this entire situation. Still, she'd comply with this wish of Jason's and any kid who'd had to deal with Kolin directly deserved a drink or twelve. Besides all that, this one was at least familiar with the particular rite taking place here.

"How about a nice black wine? We'll even dilute it less than normal~" the blue haired woman mentioned, as she brought the girl a shallow dish and poured from a large clay container a wine so dark it seemed to almost truly be black. At the same time, it had the consistency of syrup and was mixed with water soon after. "A taste of home, Captain Jason? Nerys helped me out with the process... I figured a fellow country man would enjoy something like this~" asked the girl whose eyes never really seemed to waver as she produced another traditional shallow cup for the man should he be so inclined to share his daughter's first drink. Of course, Nerys knew about this particular wine, she'd been asked by this blue-haired lass about making it, given her own abilities in Alchemy and keeping the Captain happy was on Nerys to do list as always she just didn't know exactly what such brewing information would actually be used for. Huh, strange, it didn't seem that the blue haired woman was oathbound to Kolin the way to others were, and those eyes of hers... reminded Nerys of Merlyn. Oh well, this at least seemed to be a happy occasion, Nerys could continue to watch passively. All the while Kolin herself shifted through a great number of names in her head, trying to come across one she didn't absolutely hate. If the kid was going to be hers, she might as well not hate the name, still it was quite the problem searchng for a name in her memory that wasn't connected to someone she hated, nor someone whose existence pissed her off.

[Bloodedge]

The child of Jason and Kolin would be receiving a stiff drink, so there wasn't a thing for her to complain about presently. Actually, it would even be counted as her first alcoholic beverage; this would make one hell of an extra birthday. Wait... was this to be considered her new birthday? She could hardly remember the old one, so it was probably best if she accepted it as such. When someone finally approached, it happened to be the very same bartender Jason had taken note of a few times. In recent weeks, many of Kolin's servants had been all over him. This one, however, was the singular exception from what he'd seen. Alas, here she was with exactly what he desired, down to specifications he hadn't even given.

Black wine. There was only one thing she could have meant by that, and indeed, she spoke of being a fellow countryman. Jason wore a grin during his reminiscence of days long gone. No way was he going to not reach out and claim that second cup for himself. In doing so, he even had words of thanks to offer the blue-haired woman. "Eυχαριστώ," he said, raising his cup to the woman. "I haven't had a taste of home in a long time. Is it the same for you? Come; Greeks drink with us." Ah, Greece. So often, he missed it. Interestingly enough, his offer was extended to Nerys as well. Was she Greek? Well, he'd been assuming as much the entire time she'd been around, and this black wine being an original idea of hers cemented the clause. If she wasn't indeed Greek, there had to be some influence somewhere, right?

[Apollymi]

The younger blonde accepted her drink apparently and not much to the blue haired lass' expectations, Jason wanted his drink as well. How nice, she'd been observing his workings since he'd gotten here, and she found him to be a bit of a hedonist, but only overly rude to Kolin. As such, she liked the way he operated and had no problem dealing with him, good customers got good treatment as well, such had always been her way. And though her observations she'd figured out exactly how Greek, the man was, as such she'd decided to befriend him. He accepted the cup from her hands and she grinned in return, those magenta eyes of hers glowing just briefly. "Παρακαλώ" the lass replied to his thanks. She'd not spoken her native language in quite a while it felt strangely rolling off her tongue. "It's been quite a while since I had a taste of home... living in foreign lands for the bustle of city life made me miss home long before I ended up here. I'll join for a while~" she agreed of her own volition to drink with Jason and his daughter. She retrieved a cup for herself and one for Nerys as well... it was only right consider the woman helped her learn the process to make it. "I assume you count as well!~" she chimed pouring one for her and one for herself. This jug was full of this black wine and it was sweet as the blue haired girl enjoyed and remembered from her own childhood. "Hai hai, I'm glad that one worked out for you. The Captain seems happy so if you need anything else..." Nerys murmured she was still enjoying herself face buried in this redhead's chest all while she watched the goings on of this room. Strong drinks now poured everyone seemed to be ready for whatever merriment was taking place.

Kolin on the other hand was still cycling through names trying to find one she absolutely didn't hate. She was working through them by letter combination and reached the Ka, Ke, Ki.... 'Ugh, I hate all of those...' she thought as she kept going. Girl names were difficult because she hated so many other women it was hard to come across a name in her native language that she enjoyed. But the girl definitely looked half-Japanese so it wasn't really much of an option to Kolin how her name would end up. "Yosh, I got it. Kohaku!" she said naming the girl. If the girl accepted it and the world did to she'd be all set and everything including her 'birthday celebration' could continue from this point forward.

[Bloodedge]

Of all the debaucheries Jason had experienced since arriving in Dis, nothing satisfied him more than this nostalgia. Even though the bartender could surely relate in a way, it simply wasn't possible for her to have been without an old experience of home for as long as he had, right? Still, his satisfaction was immeasurable, and the smile on his face was genuine. "Μου έφτιαξες τη μέρα," he added. There was only one way he could express his gratitude for this moment, and it was to let her share in a moment with his... family. Perhaps another opportunity to repay this woman would arise in time, but one could not hold hope too closely. Soon enough, there were four total cups filled with thick wine, and diluted with water. Yes, this was just as he remembered. Even thousands of years couldn't erode a core memory as strong as this ancient rite of passage; he could only hope things would be the same for... whatever his daughter's name would soon be.

Kohaku. After much deliberation within her own mind, that was the name Kolin produced. There wasn't a stranger name out there. From Jason and Kolin, that dumb bitch got something like Kohaku? Was she actually the child of that samurai she kept seeing wander the halls?! Well, whatever. Having a name like that reminded her of her original home, and distanced her from parents she didn't even know. Besides, how could she complain when being offered alcohol on the technical day of her birth? "Ko-haku? There isn't a damn thing about me that says Kohaku! Meh, whatever! It's fine," she said, prompting the Nexus' light to envelop her once more this day. Little did she know, this simple moment resulted in special powers appearing in the depths of her soul. One day, maybe she would come to understand them... but for now, she would raise her cup and excitedly speak a phrase she surely shouldn't have known. "Στην υγειά μας!" she said, offering a toast to those with drinks. Jason's grin widened upon seeing this, and his cup rose to meet Kohaku's. "Στην υγειά μας!"

[Apollymi]

A chuckle escaped the blue haired lass. She'd done this thing as a nicety, having figured out from her observations that such a thing would be necessary eventually. Besides all of that, she also would enjoy a taste of home and a couple a Greek Hero like Jason being around was about as close to a homecoming as one like her could get. A small bush appeared on the lass' face after hearing his words. It was rather nice of him to say something like that, it was quite the nostalgia trip for her as well. Yeah, the Hero Jason was a good man, debauchery aside, she could be reminded of her uncles or brothers around this man... it was comforting.

Ah, but what of the Queen, her choice in name for this lass was one which surprised many. Well, Nerys was less surprised than most. She knew the sort of personality that this woman had at base, and figured her name choice would be a bit less... direct than most others. Kolin had the nerve to look annoyed. "Picking a name I don't hate, that wasn't just naming you after me was hard, and I figured you didn't want to be named after me. Besides you still look half-japanese to me. That manages to remind me of home too..." mentioned the blonde as she flipped her hair over her shoulder. All was done, words were accepted the girl had been named. She was fine to watch this little exchange take place. And maybe, just maybe... get a bit of praise from Jason. Ah but there was a toast up, this one offered by the mouthy young blonde. A laugh escaped Nerys, and it was honest, since she wasn't hiding from Kolin anymore her laughs weren't covered by coughs anymore even when they were at the woman's expense. Hearing the words spoken by Jason and Kohaku as she was called made Nerys pick up her own cup and peek around the woman in her lap. "Στην υγειά μας!" said the blue haired lass. Culture studies weren't really Nerys' thing, even before... but she looked to the blue haired lass. "That was cheers right?" she asked which earned her another smile. "Exactly right... you don't speak Greek huh?" she asked. "Iie, context clues. But I suppose I should pick up a bit... I spoke enough latin I should get away with it," she managed thinking about those words she repeated them aloud though they felt strangely on her tongue, they weren't really bad. "Στην υγειά μας?" she said with an upward inflection. The blue haired lass grinned and looked to Jason pointing at Nerys, she'd never heard someone randomly speak a phrase like that so decently.

[Bloodedge]

Cheers offered and cups collided all around, Kohaku would finally experience her first taste of alcohol. Maybe she should have been a bit reprehensive about taking drinks among a group of strangers where she'd been held captive for so long, but this weird ritual somehow felt natural to her at the time. She brought the cup to her lips, only sipping from it, but doing so repeatedly to no foreseeable end. Actually, the method by which she drank was almost a perfect mirror to how Jason was drinking, though his approach was more... careless, massive gulps one after another. He seemed to be enjoying it, at the very least. Kohaku's sipping intensified just a bit over time, as if she were trying to imitate the Argonaut as closely as possible... but that wouldn't happen for some time yet. Oh well. This drink was strong against her tongue, the walls of her throat, and even her chest. She could almost compare it to swallowing something spicy too quickly, but not quite. It wasn't something she hated, either way. By the time she lowered her cup, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were slightly glazed over. A deep sigh escaped the girl, and she smiled. "Guess I get a dumb name with a dumb life. Don't care. This shit's good."

Meanwhile, Jason was learning something he hadn't thought to seek the answer for over the past few weeks. A question from Nerys to the bartender confirmed that no, she wasn't truly Greek. It was strange that she had such a name otherwise, but it wasn't worth more than moderate interest. Done with his own drink, he gazed upon Kohaku with satisfaction. She would be far from his first child, and presumably far from the last, but this was a satisfying moment regardless. Yes, he'd be pulling her out of this country and into the vast desert via the Argo. "Damn shame all those years are lost, but I guess it would be annoying to bring a baby on the Argo. Nerys, can you do the same thing?" he asked instead of bothering with whatever nationality Nerys was. This was a far more important subject. If Kolin had his child, there wasn't a doubt in the Argonaut's mind that Nerys would be undergoing the same process by now... provided her former gender didn't somehow impede.

[Apollymi]

Nerys sipped out of her cup and watched as Jason and the newly named Kohaku drank in unison. Over the edge of her cup and around the body of the lass she was currently hanging onto for later. There was almost no doubt in her mind these two shared a bond of family, the fact that they were seeming more alike by the second wasn't making that any less obvious. "Huh... I suppose that one is pretty clear...." Nerys said only to enjoy this new flavor. Black Wine as it was called, was inherently sweet, making it something that Nerys could enjoy, at least if she only had this there would be nothing wrong. She sipped out of her own cup until it was empty and sat it to the side. All the white the blonde child in question had nothing but snippy comments for her 'mother' another positive mark in the girl's direction. Kolin seemed exasperated. "Whatever..." and just like that she was crossing her arms over her chest. Would it kill anyone in this room to recognize her goodness in this moment? Ah, and then there was Nerys...

Jason was of the thought that if Kolin had produced offspring Nerys would as well. A frown came to Kolin's face as she thought over this possibility. It would be annoying if Nerys also had kids... another less special thing going on for her. Nerys thought about the answer to Jason's question. She hadn't bothered to check her own wellbeing in quite a while, she was less concerned about anyone harming her, so self-checks had become slightly less necessary. "Ano, Hai, it was a function, after all... but just to be sure. I'll check... give me a second," mentioned the white haired lass. A few seconds later the redhead in her lap had been extricated and Nerys was standing in front of a mirror of her own creation. That weird eye on her crown opened as she looked at herself. She took in her own form and did several things. Divine body of Knowledge and the spirit within her crown began to analyze her body, she figured anything that Kolin was capable of at base any woman could potentially do, but figuring out exactly how it worked in the moment would probably be better for everyone involved. "Sou ka, that's all really weird. I guess it makes some kind of sense though... Oh? Something like that too..." she murmured for a few seconds seemingly all to herself. Then, the eye on her crown closed and she nodded. "Hai hai, I can do it too... we could even be pretty specific about it, if we're patient." mentioned Nerys. Kolin scoffed. "I literally could have told you that..." she said which made Nerys shrug, yes she could have asked Kolin, but... that woman still wasn't truly trustworthy. She was also kind of stupid and all information was better than some person's rather stupid interpretation of it. "I was a biochemist, a medical student and I have gotten though experience a pretty good with the nature of human bodies in a more complete way... I'll rely on my own understanding," Nerys stated, which wasn't a direct jab at Kolin but made the blonde woman shrug, why people stressed their brains for things like that she'd never understand, but Nerys had been a dude to start with, so maybe he'd been trying to impress some girl by being that clever.

[Bloodedge]

As it seemed, Nerys could perform the same witchcraft to advance a child's age after producing it early. This was good news! He never thought he would be properly excited by the idea of having children again, but with one standing right in front of him and being so obviously his child, the thrill was very present. "Good. I'll put a hundred in you," he said, all in good fun. Spirits were high at present, especially in the case of Jason. Kohaku, however, scoffed upon hearing such a thing. "I shouldn't be grossed out by that kind of talk around here, but... I'm gonna need you to not," she said. For whatever reason, she easily internalized the idea of Jason being her biological father, even though she once knew another. It was almost like she'd grown up around both Jason and Kolin, the way she felt as if her father was in the midst of a flirty conversation with her stepmother or something. Maybe the answer was another of those drinks that made her lightheaded?

"Oi, whatever your name is," Kohaku said to the blue-haired woman, shaking her emptied cup about. There was something of a devious grin upon the girl's face as she leaned forward, cupping a hand over her mouth and whispering. "How 'bout I get a keg of this good stuff to myself for the road, and you don't tell the old man? I'm gonna need it if I gotta hear this shit all the time~" And then, there was a shining example of what Kohaku had been previously. As a mere street urchin, there was a certain glint that appeared in her eye when she made requests as she did presently. Despite her foul mouth, Kohaku's visage bore a childlike innocence that bordered on the angelic. She could be downright adorable at a moment's notice, if only she kept her mouth shut for the duration─

[Apollymi]

Nerys confirmed her ability to carry and produce children with reasonable frequency and suddenly Jason was speaking of putting 100 in her. The mage's eyes widened immediately and a blush over took her face. "Ara... could we scale that back a bit Captain, I mean we should have some fun making them and all~" yep also kind of flirty. Well, Nerys now knew of a certain clause which would mean that the fun of making said beings would definitely contribute to them overall. Actually, she was almost certain that the more frequently she and Jason copulated, the more complete the potential off-spring could be. Just by virtue of them having more 'base code' to work with. Of course there was a bit of commentary from Kohaku which sounded supremely like that of an older sibling who wasn't at all for flirtation between parental figures. "Hm, that one seems familiar. Oh... I've been there before," Nerys thought thinking to her own childhood and watching her father say and do such flirty things with her (well previously his) stepmother... oh. Shit. She was the flirty stepmother wasn't she? Well, fuck. "Wari wari, Kohaku-chan... I didn't think I'd end up... on this end of such an equation," Nerys being surrounded by women and back within her own element had all but slipped back into her old speech pattern and it came with the tongue of her homeland in certain instances. Still, Nerys was a nice person, she'd make sure to keep as much of the young Kohaku's sanity as she could help with.

At the same time, the blue haired lass who had poured the drinks was busy now, watching the young blonde wave around a cup before she was asked a rather strange question by the girl. She'd mentioned not knowing her name and that was pretty true she also wanted a keg of the good stuff for help drowning out the activities of her parental type figures. "You can call me, Nix~" The blue haired lass said pouring the girl another drink and looking at that rather innocent face, those glowing eyes of hers scaled the blonde lass. "Oh wow, what a dangerous combination of things you have going on with that face of yours... If I wasn't one of 8 children I might even be extra moved by such a thing~" the blue haired lass murmured. Still she also lowered her voice to a whisper. "I already have you covered, but I am sure your pater will be aware~" she mused patting this girl rather gently on top of the head. "Hair tie?" she asked her noting the messiness of this lass' blonde mop.

[Bloodedge]

"Scale it back?" the Argonaut questioned. Yes, a hundred was probably a ludicrous thing to suggest. Any number of rascals was satisfactory, actually, but there was far more to it than that. "You're right. Who cares about the number? A hundred rounds each, either way." His decision stood, boldly stated with blatant disregard for the ears of a child. The girl that had so recently become his daughter was of age, certainly. Hell, by his own standards and upbringing... she was of age almost half her lifetime ago. True enough, Kohaku was far from childlike in any sense of the word, though that wouldn't stave off the disgust she felt when hearing this conversation. At least Nerys seemed somewhat willing to avoid trauma-inducing amounts of directness.

Either way, who really cared about all that? Kohaku may not have succeeded in charming the one called Nix, but she achieved victory regardless! Sweet, delectable wine would soon be hers and hers alone, seemingly even prior to the request! Such glee adorned her visage upon hearing those words. "Really?! You're a lifesaver!" she announced, quite a bit more loudly than any of her previous words. Her volume got Jason's attention, much to her chagrin... but he didn't seem concerned with whatever she was discussing. Good, good; privacy was key in this scenario. Even if he was aware of her wine stash, she didn't want anyone knowing when or where she had it. After all, the man introducing her to such a thing was the last one she'd trust to do anything but drink it for himself. So, she was right back to whispering soon enough. "You know where his boat is? I want it in a good hiding spot before we get outta this dump!"

[Apollymi]

Ah, Jason was seeing reason... well not really. He thought about scaling it backward, as 100 children was kind of ridiculous. But he actually was just talking about 100 goes per child they decided to have. Nerys eyes widened and she couldn't help but smile. It was so outlandish, even after apologizing to Kohaku about the overt nature of her commentary she couldn't help herself. "Not exactly what I meant but... I don't think that's an offer I can refuse at all~" Nerys was indeed the flirty stepmom. Actually, that was fine too, she didn't much care. "We're a bit behind schedule for that sort of thing Captain..." she mentioned in an offhanded manner. This man definitely wanted children and she'd just inspected her own form, with this came a certain truth she didn't mind revealing to the man in the moment. "You have two on the way after all!~" Nerys stated with a sheepish smile crossing her face. 'TWO?!' Kolin's face was her normal amount of bitchy but how dare they just openly flirt. Were they actually happy? How could they be, out in the desert, sleeping on a ship... the idea of that was just gross. Still, she was mad internally, how could Nerys be having more than one child? Was that bitch just trying to show her up? Surely she was just lying about it because she didn't have a kid first right? Why did she seem happy to provide that for Jason... if she truly wasn't interested in men shen she shouldn't be interested in being a woman at all. How disgusting for her to want to live a happy life as a woman infringing upon territory like childbirth, while claiming to have no interest in men but being attached to one Kolin wanted. Why did Jason seem so excited about potential sex with Nerys? He could have sex with Kolin whenever he wanted instead... why did he even care to have Nerys?! Yep, her mind wasn't going to pleasant places at all. What kind of reaction would have have? Surely he wouldn't care about another kid after he'd already been given one. Kolin was first right... that counted for more.... Right?!

While the 'parents' conversed of children and making them, Nix and Kohaku were having a conversation of a more devious nature. No, Kohaku hadn't succeeded in wooing Nix, but she'd still get her way in the moment. "Of course, I am nothing if not well-prepared, especially for occasions like this~" she mentioned in hushed tones. A chuckle escaped the blue haired woman as she looked out towards the the outer edge of the city. "Um, I guess there is no harm in taking a look around. Come on then... let's take a walk~" she whispered to the lass who'd gotten overly excited and attracted a bit extra attention to herself. It didn't seem to matter much though as the conversation going on here seemed less than fruitful for this pair of uninvolved individuals. Whatever the case, they could just wander off if the blonde lass came along to search out her hiding space and whatever else the sisterly Nix could provide for her in the moment.

[Bloodedge]

Of course she couldn't refuse. Jason could firmly believe this to be truth, after their most recent experiences. Actually, Jason himself couldn't have refused if the offer had been made by Nerys instead. They were indeed behind schedule to meet that sort of requirement, considering Nerys was with... children? Plural? Well, that was certainly a surprise and a half. Never did he anticipate twins, even though he surely expected both Nerys and Kolin to bear children after what he'd done with them. "Two, huh? I didn't think that would happen. Well, we better get to work, huh? I think the boys are getting too used to things around here anyway, so we might as well get back to the ship soon. What do you think?"

It seemed things were potentially winding down for the Argonauts. This was bad for Kohaku's plan, but her present companion was keen to 'take a walk' as it were. Yes, perhaps they could make use of the preparatory time, assuming Jason and the crew would actually be leaving this country soon. As such, Kohaku nodded to the bartender Nix, sneaking glances toward everyone else in the room while tiptoeing her way behind the blue-haired woman. No matter what, she'd see this ship with her own eyes, and she'd locate within it a suitable location for a secret wine stash. There had to be somewhere crewmembers never visited, right? Well... she had little choice but to find out quickly.

[Apollymi]

"Hai hai, definitely two~" Nerys mentioned in a casual manner. She was quite certain of the two lives currently being created. They were more like code for her, but that made it simply easier to understand. It was a bit pleasing to not have to give natural birth. Still, she wouldn't have denied an offer to constantly bed Jason even if she wasn't currently carrying his children. She'd become interested in him, beyond the initial magically induced interest, Nerys began to wonder tentatively if such an interest would have developed in her eventually of its own accord. Whatever the case, they both agreed that they were quite behind schedule for such an endeavor and beyond all of that, Jason thought the Argonauts might have been getting a bit too used to city life. A gentle shrug came from Nerys in the moment, she quite enjoyed being in the city for all the access to women she had and for the gathering of smoking paraphernalia, even so... there was something about this place that kept her constantly on edge so she was fairly ready to return to the calm of the desert. Yes, even though she knew they'd be out and fighting monsters the idea of returning to the open desert was much more comforting to her than staying in a place like this. "Hm, the boys have been indulging a lot and I'm glad they could have some fun. But to be honest this place still doesn't sit right with me. It's a shitty tourist spot, you stop by and do stuff, but I wouldn't want to stay here all the time..." she mentioned honestly. She was never anything but honest with Jason to start with. "I'm not upset though... I am glad I've gotten to sample some women for the first time in ages~" Nerys mentioned seemingly happy about it. "Still, I'm fine whenever you're ready to push off, Captain. I figure given Kohaku-chan's introduction she'll also be happy to get out of this place too..." Nerys said. Thinking about it logically, even a perverted kid might not be happy living in a place like this. It was far from ideal as a long term setup. Stopping here was fine, but just like a tourist stop, once the newness of it wore off, the place was sort of just trashy.

While Nix and Kohaku snuck off without so much as rousing extra suspicion from Kolin and Nerys. Kolin heard this conversation and didn't become any happier. Rather she became happy and then immediately upset. They were leaving! That was great... getting rid of Jason would free her up quite a bit. She would go back to her plans, get Nerys out of her hair. No more of this VIP treatment for customers that weren't even paying. She had things to do, goals to meet and all of this was just stopping that. Still... she didn't really want Jason to leave. She'd given him a kid and everything... didn't she deserve some more praise? Or at least a bit more consideration in the moment. She didn't really want to lose access to the way he treated her... why didn't he want to stay? What was so good about the desert anyways... she wasn't there so it had to be shittier, right?! A man like Jason didn't just want to play ship Captain and house out in the middle of nowhere hunting monsters... He obviously wanted to be spoiled and pampered so why would he bother going back out into the desert with some two bit sorceress and a bunch of dudes just to do some thankless job?! Kolin simply couldn't understand. She wanted him to leave though... he was in the way. Her goals were much higher than him... so why? Why did the idea of him leaving bother her so much?

[Bloodedge]

Nerys spoke only the most sensible things. This entire country was absolute rubbish, to be enjoyed for a time and then abandoned until the random desire to overindulge struck yet again. Actually, now that he thought about it this way... he supposed it was time Kolin had some attention paid to her after all! "Shishishi!" he laughed, shifting his gaze toward the flaxen queen of Dis. She wanted his attention, right? What a shame; he hadn't been giving her any consideration, and finally did so when thinking of how hilariously pitiful her existence was. "This place fits you, doesn't it? It was fun letting loose in here for a bit, but now it's just the same old shit every day."

With a sigh, Jason strangely relaxed further into the throne. Leaving was the best idea, yes, but doing so required rounding up the Argonauts. There was hardly a point in moving around too much before their departure. A simple click of his fingers would let one of the lads nearby know, it was time to pack things up. Once that man was on his way, Jason spoke again. "Well, everything's got a good chance to get better over time. Who knows? Maybe even a one-trick pony slut can learn to bend over a different way eventually. We'll stop by here and there, maybe for wine. Actually... I wouldn't mind if we could take that Greek woman with us too. Nerys, did you get to try that one out?"

[Apollymi]

Oh finally, they weren't talking anymore. Jason had even turned his attention to her... but what was this?! Why was he laughing... this place suited her? Of course it did, she made it in the image she preferred. "Of course it suits me... I made it," she said as if this was logical. Everyone else in a worse position than her... and her as the center of attention in a place of her desires. But what was this? Jason didn't want to stay either... he really was planning to leave and he really made it seem like she was just a layover to him too. Why? A deep frown crossed this woman's face, she was the center of attention, she was happy he was paying attention to her, but why did he care to leave if he already had her attention in return, that didn't make sense. "BWAHAHAHA!~" a laugh escaped Nerys as she clasped a hand over her mouth. Oh gods, this woman really was stupid. Nerys could see plainly that she didn't fully understand Jason's meaning. And Jason had basically just told the other lass that she was the epitome of a hit-it-and-quit-it. Holy fuck, this couldn't be funnier if it was made a comedy. Nerys face was soon red and she had to turn away, this only made Kolin look at her with further confusion. Maybe it was simply something she wouldn't get, but she didn't like the idea of Jason and Nerys sharing private jokes. Maybe eventually she could figure out a way to make him stay. He definitely made it sound like he was coming back, so that was good.

Ah, well he seemed to think this place could get better. Kolin could work with that... she didn't know why but she sort of wanted to, she wanted him to be happier to stay here. And then maybe she could keep him... yeah and get rid of Nerys. Yep... all of that. Speaking of Nerys, the white haired mage finally gathered herself enough to speak on the blue haired young woman who'd left in the company of Jason's now eldest child. "Oh? That'd be great, I haven't had a taste, but we did have a nice chat~" she said about the lass. "Apparently she isn't quite as bisexual as the other ones, but she doesn't mind the happy threesome," Nerys said with a slight blush on her face. "Her exact words were, 'I wouldn't mind being a unicorn for a clever girl and the Captain'..." Nerys looked as if she'd been deeply in thought about something. "Actually, I am pretty sure if she called me that, while looking at me with those glowing eyes of hers... I'd cum without question," Nerys said with a firm nod. Even so there was something else to say. "But, she's a city girl... I don't think she's up for an adventure on the ship~" Nerys said as if setting up a potential threesome was a perfectly normal thing to do. Kolin really didn't get it, other people were so worthless.

[Bloodedge]

"Yeah, you did. You made it... just like you," Jason spoke, feeling as if he needed to offer more clarification. Kolin was clearly an idiot. "That went right over your little head, didn't it? Did I fuck you brainless or somethin'?" he asked. Whatever the case, there were more than a few screws loose in that woman's mind, and in more than a few ways as well. She didn't understand how much of a throwaway she really was, nor that he only continued bothering with her because she was just so easy. Ah, right... he did always have to be very direct with this one. "This country is you. Nothing going on but one thing, easy to blow your load in, but then... poof! Time to go because there's nothing else worth doing. A slut is only good when your dick is hard, but what good is that same slut when it goes soft?" Why did Jason even bother? Perhaps he still held some semblance of hope that Kolin herself could become something more exciting over time. Every time, he saw signs of potential in the whore queen, yet she always fell short in the end. One day, maybe, that would not be the case.

In spite of Kolin's single purpose shared with her own country, there were others whose value Jason could not overlook. Nerys was the prime example, of course, but that blue-haired woman showed signs of greatness as well. "Bisexual or not, if she's up for it, she's in. Besides... if she can do that to you, I think I want to watch. I wonder how she'd act. If we don't find out this time, we'll have to make the next trip earlier, won't we?" Oh, Jason's mind was racing with anticipation. Was there a way for them to acquire a 'city girl' like that one on the Argo? It was unlikely, but Nerys had the highest chance of doing so. Ah well─ it didn't really matter, so long as the experience was somewhere in their future.

[Apollymi]

Kolin was soon offered clarification. She was happy in the moment, because Jason kept speaking to her, he claimed she made the place just like her. "Yes." was her follow up to such a statement which only made Nerys snicker. Jason was going to ruin Nerys. She'd been the most polite of people in her time in this world, but Jason was like that friend who couldn't stop himself from telling people the truth, full of angry 'tsundere energy'. Oh, Jason kept speaking though, and asked two questions which by Kolin's own oath she was compelled to answer, revealing that she was in fact, quite the bimbo by her own nature. "Of course it went over my head... it doesn't make sense to me..." she clarified herself. "And I prefer not to not to think too hard about anything except things I want or people I hate..." Kolin's rather haughty attitude was taken in by Nerys. Only an idiot would declare something like that. She wanted to assume that even the one known as Mai Valentine wouldn't have just admitted something like that aloud if she wasn't compelled to do so by oath. She practically admitted having both a desirous and overly vindictive attitude.

Nerys could barely compose herself as it was and she was dying. Jason only made this worse with his own words that caused a great deal of clarity to wash over the face of this woman with her cross attitude. According to Jason this country was Kolin in the most literal of senses. He claimed that it was the type of thing you did because you felt like it, but with only one thing going on, it was eventually boring and you left it. No one was supposed to leave her... ever. They were supposed to stay until she was bored of them. The idea that he thought of her this way was rather disparaging. Would she do this by being more interesting or diversifying? No... she simply make herself the only thing worth doing and then she'd have what she wanted. This was obviously the only answer... ah but there was another question and unsurprisingly it wasn't one she could answer, even though she felt compelled to do so... "How the hell am I supposed to know what a guy does with a slut when he's soft... that isn't my concern," her exact words here spoke to her demeanor as a person. And hearing them Nerys stopped laughing, because it wasn't really worth laughing at anymore. This woman really thought looks and sluttiness alone would carry her through life. She claimed she didn't think about being a wife before and that was obvious, she thought only of herself and her own needs.

Nerys took quite a few moments to consider several things. And... no longer being of the male persuasion she thought about all of her conquests. Along those lists unlike in her male form, she'd never once given herself to someone like Kolin, though she'd done so in the past. She considered in the moment that as a man, it was possible to be led astray by pretty faces and get entangled by big tits and fat asses alone, at least for the time period of one's erection. Without such a thing though... it was way more obvious that something was wrong with the woman before them, the fact that men entertained her because of their own sexual desires, simply gave her the idea that she had importance that she simply didn't have but that she got to see and hate in other women. "Zan'nenda." Nerys' words shared in her original language of choice caught Kolin's attention because she understood them. Something was a shame? Yes, Nerys' existence to distract Jason from her was the shame. Obviously, that men could be distracted from her was the shame... that was all there was to it, right?! Whatever the case, Nerys was able to refocus pretty easily and Jason's excitement about a combined potential conquest made the white haired mage smile as well. "Hai hai, I am also curious...girls like that are hidden gems where I'm from..." she said about the blue haired girl's demeanor. Any who simply existed in a place like this of their own accord were interesting. "I'm on the job, Captain. I have been working on that one... we might be able to squeeze it in... whenever she comes back~" she mentioned happily. "And if not... I'd come back just for that, I had a goal of conquering a rainbow, and my blue was missing!~"

[Bloodedge]

It should have been surprising that Kolin truly didn't grasp what he was saying. It should have been, and yet... it really wasn't. Every time she spoke seriously, it seemed almost as if the word bimbo was created just for her. Maybe it was. As for her lack of concern for what men did when their erections went away, well... it should have been blatantly obvious to her, simply by virtue of the speech Jason gave. Of course, that was also not registering in her fragile little mind. Jason could only sigh. How clearly could he explain things to that dumb bitch for her to understand? No one was going to sit around and adhere to her every whim, when all she could do in exchange was pleasure them sexually. Well... sure, some men would, but those morons had nothing to offer of themselves either. Ah, but Kolin was very familiar with those types already. Maybe she would one day realize the difference in quality, and how many of her problems were her own creation. "I'll tell you what we do with sluts like you when we're soft. Nothing. You can fall into the closest gutter for all we care; the one thing you could do, has already been done. We'll just look your way again the next time we're hard, and we'll use you until that's done too. And you... you'll just sit there and take it, because being a cum-dump is all you're good for. You've got a body that takes more punishment than others, so there's some fun worth having, but you're always gonna be the one men pick because you're there, and you're easy."

Truth, truth, and more truth. Even some men moving about the room could internally agree with Jason's words. Bar some exceptional cases like former King Leorio, Kolin proved only as useful as the chance of obtaining her body. Nearby, Lot could agree without speaking a word of it. Even as one of Kolin's "most loyal" followers, he knew she was but a means to an end. Every chance he could ever have to bed her, was a divine experience in his mind, but he could never see that pompous queen as anything more than one to brag about bedding in the world they'd come from. Jason happened to be the only one... well, perhaps one of two men in this building, who didn't fear any repercussions of telling that whore the truth about herself. Just as casually as he mentioned these things, he shifted to a conversation with Nerys about... conquering rainbows. "Oh? You found a whole list of colors then, huh? Introduce me next time; just keep the purple away."

[Apollymi]

Jason speaking with Kolin would be about equivalent to someone having a conversation with a brick wall. Or maybe trying to explain quantum physics to a goldfish. You could speak, they would move, but it didn't actually amount to anything. Ah... but Jason had the special characteristic of being the sort of person who was overly honest, and rude and blunt. A man with tactless speech was exactly the sort that could be understood by Kolin and... she hated it. The gears in her mind were turning and what she came to was a strange conclusion. If men truly thought of her as nothing and wanted nothing to do with her when they had other options... then she'd make it so they had no other options. If they truly only wished to be around her when they were horny and would simply do what she said so long as that was the case, then she could... make that so. She'd eliminate the need for anything else and for them to have the desire to do anything else. Simply put she wanted all attention on her always, and she wanted to do what she pleased. What she was essentially being told was that the men around her all the time who did things she wanted were only doing it as a function of their physical selves and wouldn't want to stay with her when they had other options of things to do to amuse themselves. This only meant she needed to eliminate other options. The vindictive part of her personality said that such an issue was the fault of everyone else, and if men were truly like this... then her treatment of them as trash was well and truly justified. She'd take it a step further though and continue... she'd punish everyone woman who claimed to have more to offer, because no one was better than her, and if she was simply a cum-dump for every horny man at her disposal then all other women would only be that as well. Actually, that was a rather comforting thought... she smiled. "Huh... I never really thought of that," and this was all she had to say about it. Oh but the gears of her deranged mind were already turning... Jason's words would have lasting consequences for the entire world, if she wasn't truly special then no one else could be either. That was how someone like Kolin thought and moreover that is how Mai Valentine thought.

Nerys heard what Jason said, and to a great extent agreed with him. What she couldn't agree with, was how very honest he was with someone like Kolin. That was far too much truth... and if there was one thing a blonde bimbo didn't need it was the truth of her existence. If she didn't originally have the clarity to recognize it, she would have never truly thought about how men treated her... but now that she was thinking about it... someone would hae to suffer for it. Ah, but men didn't realize who suffered most when princesses didn't get their way... and it was never really the men in their lives... at least not directly. A bratty adult woman would never take issue with the man in question, they'd never see the problems with the object of their affection... no, they'd take it out on everyone else around them. She'd seen this play out already, Zuria had seen the worst of Kolin and Nerys was quite certain that Dis would see something similar over time. The more Nerys thought about it, the more she was sure a place like this would become a cesspool long before it picked up... ah, but there was always the quiet of the open desert to go to, and the thought of a quick break to be nice to a person or two. She couldn't think about this for very long but she couldn't help the distinct feeling she was being watched rather directly and flicked her eyes over to see Kolin assessing her. Yep... Nerys felt innately endangered by the things going on in that woman's mind, but she was relatively protected at this point, so she'd continue on to a more pleasant conversation. "Yeah, I had a sample of every flavor except blue. It's my favorite so I was saving it for last~" she mentioned of Nix whom she was fairly certain she could have talked into something, but oh well... there was always next time. "Oh? No purple... well, I guess we all have stories like that for various reasons... hai hai, I'll make sure you meet everyone else next time~" Nerys chimed. She started walking off at this point, headed for the ship... she didn't like being here anymore it was creeping her out now. Actually, the blankness in the eyes of Kolin in that very moment made her feel like there was a very real chance that the truth of such matters would only make her more dangerous. Nerys was a coward so avoidance was her best option, so she'd vacate this scene and return to the quiet life she actually wanted.

[Bloodedge]

"Because you're a dumb bitch?" Jason finished with an upward inflection, assuming that to be the natural end of Kolin's clause. She spent so much time with her mind working toward something, but never anything sensible. Even now, she had no insight to offer. There wasn't a single counterargument to show Kolin's own perspective, simply because she didn't have one to give. Well... that wasn't exactly true. Kolin did have a perspective, albeit a demented one left unspoken at the moment. Surely the momentary exchange of glances between her and Nerys involved some plotting against the latter, but oh well. Jason was confident nothing could be done to any of his own; maybe Kolin would just take her anger out on her whore slaves. "Thinking ain't for you, unless it's about when you're gonna get the next cumload, right? At least, that's how it should be. You're failing at that too. You sit there waiting for more attention, don't do shit worth getting it, then just repeat. What's that supposed to get you?" he asked further. Nerys took her leave on the clause that they would share most of this 'rainbow' experience at a later time. It was obvious why she left; Kolin was always such a repulsive force. Now, with the mage gone, the bitchy queen would have all of Jason's attention for a time, just as she wanted. Would it be positive? Not really, though that never seemed to make a difference for that whore.

[Apollymi]

A question, because she was a dumb bitch, huh? No... well not really. "Iie, my concerns are simply different... this isn't something I care about," she said. Of course this wasn't the entire truth of her thoughts, but it was true... enough to not be counted as a lie. Oh, Jason had made this lass' mind wander quite a bit, she wouldn't be revealing unnecessary information but she also wouldn't lie to him either. The bounds of their oaths would be things to be tested, she already knew distance was enough, perhaps just a bit of the truth was enough to keep them going. Oh, but he was still asking her questions, what was she was supposed to get by being around not doing anything but she wanted attention. "My existence is all I need to get attention. Working for attention is stupid... I should get everything just because and no one should get in my way. That is all, and I only think about what I want to, and things I want..." she mentioned this was the truth of her and how she thought about things. She wanted everything and she should have it, and no one should have gotten in her way. This is how it should be, how she had always existed, no one should challenge that existence. This was what she thought and how she was... the fact that she was in addition to this exceedingly vindictive and would go on to torture and maim everyone she thought got in her way whether they did it or not was contrary.

If she were about giving credit to other people, she'd praise Nerys for being clever enough to leave. Perhaps her cowardly nature was a bit more useful to her than Kolin thought. Whatever the case, she was happy being the center of attention here, even if Jason wasn't being nice. Besides... she'd already done something good for him, something he claimed he wanted of her, expecting more was ridiculous.

[Bloodedge]

"Right. Different. More focused on dumb bitch shit," was Jason's immediate retort. He didn't care what Kolin thought to concern herself with. She had one calling, and even if she rejected it through all walks of life, there was one time she couldn't. Never would he allow her to be more than her true, lowly self in his presence after their first meeting. "Your existence ain't enough to be worth the attention of any man with more than a two centimeter cock. That boy-king you dragged onto the Argo with you? That's what you deserve. You just got lucky enough to piss me off until I gave you what you needed. Now, this thing here," he said, clutching his cock through his breeches for emphasis. "This is what you want the attention of, isn't it? But look at you, getting in your own way. You think you can just flaunt around a slutty body and get this, but it ain't enough. Work. Do you even know how to really get me hard, or are you just whoring your way around wood that's already there, thinking that's enough?" At this point, Jason was speaking more than he ever thought he would... to this woman. Nerys would have to hear the tale of what she missed after this discussion; at least she could share words about how absolutely ridiculous her former monarch was. Seriously, how did anyone tolerate being under that bitch? Jason could only occasionally get through a ten minute period without considering choking her just a bit harder─ specifically until she blacked out.

[Apollymi]

Jason was perpetually just the type to say whatever he wanted to her. And strangely she was exactly the type to let him, because others were so annoying when they approached her most of the time. Oh, but they couldn't know that, it would change the power balance of their relationships. She couldn't string them along, if they thought they were in charge of things. The ones she couldn't string along as such were controlled in other ways... she simply hadn't figured out how to take charge of Jason just yet... and he hadn't realized that was her aim. But long before that, this man would realize she didn't care what other people thought she deserved, she knew what she deserved and if she couldn't have it... she'd ruin it, simple as that. Leorio for all he managed to be worth was simply as most people were a means to an end. Nothing to be deserved and even in her own twisted mind, she wouldn't wish that boy and his tiny dick upon anyone else... "Ugh, no one deserves him," exasperation. It was sort of annoying that no one really understood what it was she was after in life. She could take many of his statements as rhetorical and as such she felt less compelled to answer them directly. Besides, she'd already made obvious she was interested in his dick... so it went without needing to be stated.

Poor Jason, he truly didn't understand how very selfish an individual like Kolin and more over Mai Valentine was... but maybe he was about to understand. What he did with such an understanding was his business, but no face that belonged to this woman could lie to the man. Even if she'd wanted to about things he actually asked her directly. "I don't know and I don't care. How anyone's dick gets hard, doesn't really matter to me... as long as it's where I want it when I have use of it. And not just being given away to some other bitch while it's mine..." she stated passively. Others might have been strung along by promises and caresses and all kinds of pretended pleasantries. But Jason removed himself from the pool of people who could have such things from her when placing himself at the top of their interactions. He wanted her truths so he received them. She was truly selfish enough to be unconcerned about the state of his manhood if she wasn't seeking it. Crazy enough to demand attention ahead of everyone else, while being too lazy to take it for herself. And demented enough to believe that anyone who got between her and things she desired (even if she was unwanted), even a little bit... deserved her ire however she thought to deliver it to them. Choose another woman over her if you wished, she'd make that woman's life hell until you were left with nothing but her. And then when she was all that was left that would give you the time of day... you'd have no choice but to fall in line like everyone else.

Jason was lucky in this case, Nerys had already seen how crazed she could be and knew enough to be afraid. As such he had the foresight to do something about her attitude before he ended up an isolated piece of meat just like every other man she kept. Oh well, she'd take him too eventually all while she aimed for the attention of one much higher on the totem pole... then he'd find out what she was actually looking for in a man! Oh... maybe that was it... she didn't want him away from her because his independence was annoying. Obviously, it was an affront to her general authority over men for him to be keeping another woman and only using her at his leisure instead of the other way around... yeah, that sounded like a much more logical conclusion than any other she'd reached. She would have done away with Nerys a long time ago, if not for his oaths. She would have made it so no women here would have actually serviced him at all... She would have had him all to herself at her beck and call like every other man. He was the one being defiant of her will in this case. She was willing to be slutty, to take the pain he dished out so he should be fine with only her. And since she was in the mood for that sort of thing... he should be waiting to give it to her. Ah... yes, that was how her mind worked and that is how she came to be the sort of person she was. She was always special, in this case no one else should want to deal with Jason... she'd offered him Nerys only to keep him away from her. Since he'd taken her first he should be required to follow the same rules as everyone else, on her terms. That was obviously the problem here.

[Bloodedge]

"You do. Not that little thing topping his balls, maybe, but only someone like you deserves everything else. No... maybe that's even too good for you," Jason announced, pausing for a moment thereafter. He needed just a second to wallow in the irony he realized was coming from his statement. He, too, had been in her shoes once. There was another woman some thousands of years ago, whom he'd taken for granted in search of what he viewed as greater conquests. That certainly came back to bite him in the ass, and even costed more than he could have fathomed. Never again, he said.

Kolin's explanation of her own beliefs... they were so very twisted, he was only further reminded of his own past failures. Sure, he reduced her to a sex slave to his own desire. That didn't matter; she created that situation for herself. Those who didn't directly impede his path forward, or threaten to do so, would never have been treated like such rubbish. Hell, he could even properly respect anyone who worked tooth and nail to have the world around them bend to their will, even if he disagreed with their desires. "Thinking like that, your life's gonna be miserable at some point," he spoke solemnly. Oh, he knew the sort of high Kolin sought. He knew it all too well, but he also lived long enough to see the crash first-hand. Kolin fancied herself some sort of goddess, but as one who achieved some semblance of immortality as well, he knew what a few millennia of proper misery could do to a person. Alas, his earnest warning would probably also be lost to Kolin. That was yet another thought to sour his mood, and solidify a strong need to leave this country for now.

The Argonaut rose. Surely his crewmen were making decent progress packing the ship with necessities, finishing up their final rounds with women, etcetera. "Whatever. I'm tired of seeing pets that think they can play master. And here I thought maybe I had you trained enough already. Maybe next time."

[Apollymi]

Jason really thought someone like Leorio might have been what she deserved. She didn't simply think herself a goddess she was one. Even before she ended up here, she was a person worshipped and looked upon but only giving herself where she wished. He would never understand what she was like truly. He would never understand what was already taken from her, and why she was so set in her desires. She looked up and yearned to retake her spot. She didn't care about anything happening around her. She didn't care about all of the faces that surrounded her. She wanted to top the world, she wanted everyone to stand back below where they belonged. She wanted everyone to take back the things they said about her and wipe the name Whore of Babylon from her titles. She wanted... that one man to acknowledge he was wrong to turn her down. "My life is already miserable Jason... this hideous shitty world annoys me. Its shitty low-level, broke men annoy me and these shitty women who are only attractive because I was, fucking annoy me..." she said. All of these things were the truth given her previous status in the world she could see the hints of her old blessings being tossed around the the world below. And it was annoying now that she was part of it. What an embarrassment to be tossed to the side as younger up and comer made her way to great heights and for what? So some man could claim he didn't want her.... and as she moved to properly isolate him and to give him no options others had rallied around him? Ugh... it was all a pain in the ass. She wouldn't let it happen again. She'd start with the one who rose to help and dismantle everything else. She'd already taken his best friend, she'd get what she wanted even if she had to break him to have him. No one truly understood her motives and that was fine. These stupid boys would follow around her promises and everyone else would stand out of her way.

Ah, but Jason was disappointed. She could tell and she wished to do something about that, that was definitely the oath because she'd already been truthful in saying she didn't care about other people's happiness. He was tired of seeing a pet play master? She wasn't a pet. She'd offered to be a slut for him, he had no idea what that would mean for someone like her. Perhaps he'd learn. "Iie, I am a slut for you Jason... that doesn't change who I am and what I want," she said truthfully. The Argonaut got up and began walking off... and she began to feel less inclined by that desire caused by her oaths to him. She'd given herself quite the problematic emotional connection, but that didn't change her goals. The one thing someone like Kolin couldn't know, was that she truly had that attachment of her own accord. Oh well, everything would be fine eventually, her goals hadn't changed and now that this place was running properly without the Argonauts, she'd take all she'd learned from their stay and turn Dis into what she needed it to be. A cage for all the horny men of the world, to give her everything she needed to make her next ascension.

[Bloodedge]

Her life was miserable? What a stupid thing to say. Kolin didn't know misery; she was just another child throwing the world's longest-lasting tantrum, only to be satisfied by those who approached the wailing brat rolling around on the floor. Even when punished like the child she was, it happened to be precisely what she wanted. In truth, there was no lower scum... and she had the audacity to claim misery befell her. "Being annoyed ain't the same as being miserable. Somebody like you... you haven't even lost shit," he said. Jason didn't care what Kolin wanted. He didn't care what she thought she deserved. As for what she was, well, that much was obvious to anyone who wasn't presently thirsting for her attention. This country truly was a testament to Kolin, or rather the identity of Kujaku Mai, as a person. Only those who truly saw it from an outside perspective would be able to identify it as the trap it was, but Jason's personal bias was not in its favor. He'd seen it as a potential starting point for his ideal utopia, but... he could never put enough work into it to change what Kolin had created. "Have fun with your fantasies, bitch," he said in conclusion, casually waving about his hand. "Next time, do something besides get on my fucking nerves."

And with that, the Argonaut was gone. When he would return, he neither knew nor cared. Even this trip had only been made for the crew's enjoyment, but there were far better things to deal with now. Firstly, he had to get the crew acclimated to his new... adult daughter. Secondly, he had to present the idea that two more were already on the way. Then... oh, then... perhaps they would do something about one of the desert's greatest beasts─

[Apollymi]

A few months after Jason's departure and the Pleasure City of Dis was a bustling dystopian nightmare. The city itself was finally running on its own. Prostitutes were hanging out of doorways starting at the beginning circle and the were plain but not terrible but the closer in you got the more pricy and more high class these individuals became. They were moving about in various states of dress and cleanliness and with all sorts of barely visible clothing. The one thing that was obvious on each of these women was a brand which would be found somewhere in their bodies in a bright pink color. They were marked, both as property and as being properly protected from pregnancy. Because who wanted kids?

A world like this wouldn't be complete without other things though, drug and gambling dens were running at high volume as well. The streets were filthy and the air was full of smoke. Various individuals of all genders and races stumbled about the land, searching for what their loins and hearts desired. Lusts were allowed to run rampant and at the center of this particular chaotic world there was a blonde haired woman with an obviously terse disposition.

She was sitting atop a throne in the middle of what had to be a large group of men gathered around her. While sitting in this chair there were to male hands holding her chest up from behind and she seemed to be quite relaxed. Her bosom was overpoweringly large and she sat dressed as queenly as one her of disposition could be. Here and now it was time to consolidate her empire. Now that its seat of power had been properly established it was time to branch out and make sure she retook all of the places she'd left behind. After all, places like this wouldn't run themselves forever without more feed. She required tribute, both in the form of women, cash and foreigners. She needed people spreading the good name of her kingdom and her own to achieve her goals. Still, this was a great step in the right direction.

"Line up. It's time for the next phase of my plans and a select few of you will have a part to play in that..." she said while staring over the crowd.

[Bloodedge]

Business as usual was the name of the game. Between whores, drugs and the types of games most men could get addicted to after a single solid session, there was nothing short of satisfaction on the faces of many... at least in the moments of indulgence. Loads of men had already shagged, smoked and bet their way into virtual poverty in these few shorts months, yet the addictions kept them scraping up just enough coin for their next preferred fix. Homelessness had long since run rampant in the streets. Ah, but who needed a home so long as they could afford the bed of their next nightly conquest? Surely one lucky streak at the nearest roulette table could set them straight for a few more days.

If nothing else, the city could be called successful for its intended purpose. This land's monarch was in place as always, and just the same, she absorbed the standard amount of adoration from those beneath her... or behind her in the case of individuals deemed fortunate enough to manually support her bosom. Anything to avoid back pain, no? Well, none of the men present within the throne room would have anything to say about it... bar one.

Which one would speak? It was not the first male in line, who happened to be none other than Sir Lot of Zuria. It was not the second man, blonde and more well-muscled than his predecessor in line, fully clad in dark armor and blue cloak with an eyepatch covering one of two blue oculars. Another silent individual stood in line, boasting ashen hair with red highlights, golden eyes, and bodysuit-style armor that seemed to carry an almost demonic aura. Could it have been the fourth, dressed in a casual button-up shirt and slacks with straight, blonde hair and a strange stigmata-like crown? It was not this individual, nor was it the brunette fifth male with red armor reminiscent of old samurai, though with sleeves that were not attached to anything resembling a shirt. There were many other strapping lads in this row, but the most any would do was bow their heads.

It should have been obvious who the culprit was. The one to speak was the one who would always do so: the dark-haired ronin answering to the name Izou. It was surprising to many that he even made an appearance in the throne room today, yet there he was, leaning over the back of the queen's throne and looking down into that trench of cleavage from above. He even whistled as an attention-grabber prior to sharing his words. "Yeesh! Does it involve the invention of a legendary bra that can manage to ease these guys' workload?"

[Apollymi]

This blonde haired woman with her bosom supported by a pair of young men couldn't help but scoff at the whistle and subsequent words spoken by Izou. Would she admonish him for his insolence... no. Though she was queen here and outright hated the idea of anyone belittling her, she took a certain amount of sass from the ronin slung over her throne. How did she think of him? Was he some sort of pet? A wayward acquaintance? Friend? Well titles like that didn't mean much to a woman like her. What she was after was power and attention and so long as men had both without being too hideous, she'd be more than willing to tolerate their behavior. "As if, any of you should be grateful for the opportunity..." she said with all the pompous arrogance that one like herself could muster.

As her eyes danced across the room, there was a certain level of disappointment as her eyes settled on the red haired man at the front. Every time she looked at him she felt her stomach lurch. She needed to be rid of him. He reminded her of her moment of weakness, of the version of herself that was dominated before she knew she'd consent to it. Half-dying, because of that boy Arthur and the flat-chested bitch that called herself Merlyn, her plans in Zuria had fallen apart. Her time on Jason's ship had simultaneously been the best and worst parts of her life. But right here, and right now, she was winning and part of that win was consolidating her power. "Anyway, now is the time for the greater part of my plan to com to fruition. It's time for my Empire to rise. And in order for that to happen it's time for my Kings to go forth and take their places. Of course because I am being kind enough to give such a position, it will be a requirement that tribute is given to me for the upkeep of my seat of power. But... that is really a small price to pay for such a thing," she said as if dismissing any concerns. "All of you have proven yourselves loyal to me and capable enough to do such a simple task. I have four open Kingdoms at the moment in need of a leader of some sort. Any among you who wishes for consideration, take a step forward," she commanded. Her thoughts were already outlined clearly enough. She didn't really care how any of these people ruled, so long as she got what she needed from them and had access to them when she wanted or needed them.

[Bloodedge]

"Fat chance," Izou retorted. The last thing he could ever do, was be grateful for the opportunity to be some two-bit tit support who'd never get the chance to have at a grander prize. That would be nothing less than a fresh wad of saliva to the face for him, and he would never reduce himself to the common rabble that would accept something so miniscule. "If it's gratitude you expect from me, you'd be most likely to get it while that triple thick ass is bouncing on my lap. I ain't a holster," he clarified. While this speech was ongoing, he was leaning over the throne even more, extending an arm until the intake end of his pipe could slip between the woman's breasts and become leverage to stretch out her corset from the top. He was always so bored around all the riffraff, Izou thought it was worth his while to go for a slightly better view. "The top still isn't quite 'you' though. So what happened? Nobody deserve a look at the real bags?"

At long last, the others in this room had something to be excited about. Kolin and her other forms had taken out multiple countries across this continent, leaving the land mostly barren. All of these men, bar few, had come from some of those countries, and they now had their chance to enforce new rule under the queen's overarching command. There were about twenty or so top-notch men from Kolin's forces present at the time, Izou excluded. Not one of these men in line stood in place. No, each one of them took a step forward before falling to one knee in a grand show of subservience. Some had their ambitions. Some had a powerful urge to serve this woman. Some simply sought her good graces, but all of them had one thing in common: a need to solidify their place in the hierarchy.

[Apollymi]

Fat chance? Well Izou was the type to think himself above the common group of men who fawned all over the queen whose current face went by the name of Kolin. Actually, this was among the reasons she held a more than reasonable bit of respect for him. Something about the ones who just threw themselves at her feet were missing the edge she desired. That being said, she barely registered that as being a thing she liked. "Blah blah blah, not a holster but would serve as a chair?" she shot back with that same attitude. At the same time the man was slipping that pipe between her bosom trying to get a better view obviously unamused by her current business. "Eh, I had a different thing going... I shift around a bit all the time," she mentioned while swatting that pipe out of her cleveage as if only mildly annoyed. Strangely, she still hadn't told him to stop interrupting or anything of the sort, what a strange woman.

Much to her general happiness, her announcement was being met by every man of the twenty in front of her taking a knee and offering themselves to her service. There was a giddy and genuinely pleased light in her eyes. For someone who enjoyed the sass and salt from certain people, she also enjoyed unquestioning loyalty and subservience. How strange. "Ooh?!~ Look at all of you, how am I supposed to choose with so many options present and willing~" she almost squealed with delight. Ah, but there were actual logistics to consider. She needed to keep a certain amount of manpower with her to keep her person and her businesses safe. But she also needed whoever went to the other places to be rightful rulers in some way. Maybe she could have further use of them if one of them took the opportunity to pull out ahead of the pack. There was also matters of strategic importance, making sure she filled in all the necessary places. As she thought over her options semi-seriously, she cut her eyes towards the ronin. "You aren't going to hop in line Izou? You could be King you know?" she asked in that slightly antagonistic way that she tended to do when she wished to instigate some sort of reaction from someone. Making it obvious she had a favorite tended to make people speak up, and take a bit of the mental pressure off of herself.

[Bloodedge]

Oh, something snippy? Izou rather enjoyed that. Frankly, he never found Kolin or the other face of hers that he knew to be boring because of that sharp attitude─ the very one he fully intended to drag out at every opportunity. He even remembered the best of such snarky moments thus far, mere months ago during the woman's return to Dis. Perhaps he'd aim to improve upon the greatest yet. "Sure. Let's be honest; I'll make a way better throne for ya' than this dull old thing you're sitting in now. Maybe less a chair to sit in, and more a horse to ride on. Yeah, that one's better," he replied while waving that recently-swatted pipe overhead. What a shame it was that his superior view had been cut short early.

Quite annoying was the thought that Izou gave a damn about being king of anything. Never would he give up a land of women and entertainment to become ruler of some barren old turd that needed to be compressed into a diamond shape. He could see it in the others' faces, though. Many now saw him as a challenge, though this was always the queen's way of doing things. With a single sentence, she pitted her loyalists against one another just to see whose dedication took them farther down the beaten path. Izou would have no part in this, but... it was fun to see the dogs howling for attention. With that in mind, he stepped around to the side of Kolin's throne, pushing aside one of her personal holsters to pave a clear path for himself. He leaned in until he could speak next to her ear, close enough for her scent to fill his nostrils while speaking clearly enough for the others to hear. "Why would I give a shit about being king, huh?" he started, that pipe trailing nonchalantly along the exposed upper half of her breast. "Firstly, there's too much for me here. Secondly, putting me at the head of a kingdom would just be a surefire way to show how shitty everybody else in this dump is at running a show."

One particular man took issue with Izou's words. The brown-haired man was one of Izou's former countrymen. That man, Yukimura, stood erect while shooting a challenging glare in Izou's direction. "Okada! Surely you don't think to claim you would do a better job than the rest of us here? I'd like to see you prove it," he said, earning none of Izou's visual attention. "Ho─ I wonder if I even need to. I'd hate to kill some of this little lady's lapdogs right here in her room, but... nah, I actually wouldn't hate it at all~" said Izou. With that, he had one more clause to offer─ this one whispered to Kolin more privately. "Have fun getting me to put a fire under their asses?"

[Apollymi]

Izou was good for many things. One of which was this bit of banter. In none of the faces she'd used to appear before him, had she been anything but amused when talking to him. Right at the moment he was claiming that he would indeed make a better chair than the one she was sitting on. Or rather a better horse to ride on... her own memory said that was an absolute fact. "Okay, I'll give you that one. I'm kind enough to do that~" she mused knowing that he was indeed a good ride.

Too bad, now wouldn't be the time for such an indulgence. Maybe after everyone was where they needed to be, she'd have a bit of fun with Izou. There were a few things she needed to do after all. But right now, she was using him to the best of her abilities. Rather, she was using him to antagonize some twenty young men into acting. It was a shame they needed such prodding literally all of the time. But, if they were going to act as lapdogs, they'd be goaded into action at the whims of their mistress. Izou's movements and words stirred at least one of these young men into speaking. After he spoke a certain set of sentences loud enough for all to hear, a young brown haired man from the area she once conquered with a taste of her homeland voiced his apparent concerns. Obvious, Izou wasn't at all concerned and thought to only speak in his usual catty way. "Yukimura, it sounds like you are properly volunteering. Are you sure you'd do a better job of taking care of Sengoku then Izou would? Disappointment doesn't suit me and failure would mean death..." she stated in a nonchalant way. The words spoken privately to her would make a smile cross her face. She'd return them, turning her own head to the side. Quietly speaking to him as well. "Yeah, kinda. I hate waiting on them, and if I am going to choose it might as well be amusing, right?" Those kind of words were typical of her type as a Queen. Everything for her, her amusement, her power, her affection, everything.

[Bloodedge]

"That so?" Izou wondered as his brow rose with intrigue. "Well then, color me grateful little missy. Congrats on purchasing a ticket to the best ride this city's got to offer," he continued, oozing confidence through his every pore. Said confidence would not be dissuaded by the interjection of one Yukimura, who could be called Izou's kinsman in a way. The other male thought himself Izou's equal, while Izou viewed him as a boy playing games in a man's world. The only words Izou had left were part of his personal chat with Kolin. "Might wanna take advantage and cash that in, whenever you're done walking the dogs~"

Kolin brought the brunette's resolve into question. Yes, he would do a better job than some manslayer in commanding their former country. Izou was one he believed should not even be in the discussion. "Sengoku? There is no one here better suited to claiming Sengoku than myself. If you see fit to place Okada there, then I believe I would be the best suited to any of the kingdoms, but none better than Sengoku!" Ah, the young Yukimura was confident as well... but it would not be Izou who challenged his resolve; it would be Dimitri, the blonde who rose to tower over all others in line. "Don't be a fool. Kingship is not for a child. I will lead whatever country I am assigned to prosperity. It would be a grievous misuse of ability to assign some child before me," the man spoke. "You're all fools. I have been by Queen Kolin's side longer than any of you, and more recently. I am the most experienced in how she would like her subsidiaries managed. Obviously, the best choice is me." These words were spoken by Lot, who did not rise like the others. Three hats were in the ring, but at that time, footsteps were sounding in the corridor just outside. Ah... poor, poor Lot with his annoying little voice. Someone didn't like that at all, and the whole of this throne room would soon be finding out. . .

[Apollymi]

Apparently, Kolin had won herself a ticket on the best ride the city had to offer. The couldn't deny the truth of this in the moment. Izou was definitely the closest to giving her the sort of thing she needed out of sex for it to be fun. Granted there was something else she enjoyed much more but, it'd probably be a while yet until she got to experience that again. That was annoying. A small huff left the woman as she tried to push that thought much further away from the forefront of her mind. "I'll do it when I'm good and ready," yes that was about all anyone could ever expect from one such as Kolin. Even when in a good mood she was quite beyond the typical 'bitchy' attitude.

Speaking of, when she asked the lad with the brown hair of his intentions, he claimed to be ready and willing to do better. Making it obvious that he didn't enjoy her potential choice in Izou and wished to prove himself. This was good. Though the lad wasn't exactly bad on the eyes, he was definitely better utilized doing her bidding elsewhere. "Oh? You sound so sure. I might actually consider it," she said giving way to a bit of whimsy. Of course, she'd let him have it, but she couldn't have him thinking he was completely secure, especially not before she was certain to have all the necessary seats filled elsewhere. The next person to speak up would be Dimitri. That blonde haired man at his full height made the woman on the throne look twice a gentle sparkle coming to her eyes. He was indeed an experienced individual. Admittedly she would have preferred to keep him around as eye candy. His personality suited her, he was a little hard and a little soft, flexible even. "Dimitri, you wish to rule as well? It'd be a shame to send you away, but I don't know if I could keep a man from his ambitions like that... maybe I won't seen you too far away, hm?" she goaded just a tad. Such was exactly her nature. Make some think she had favorites. Allow others to believe they were always in jeopardy. And yet others still, were allowed to believe they had purpose greater than what their mark was. One such individual was Lot. Even the sound of his voice was annoying at present. Kolin's eyes turned towards the man and narrowed ever so gently. "Truly you were by my side more recently than most, Lot. Though it isn't as if I couldn't bare to part with you... would you return to your old post in Zuria?" she asked as if it was a proper option. To be honest, she'd give him a Kingdom just to send him away. She didn't want to be anywhere near him and definitely wouldn't be going to visit him at all. Zuria had been an overwhelming defeat, she had no intention of showing her face there again as she presently existed. So, it would basically cost her nothing to get rid of him at this point. If she were less antagonistic, she might have jumped at the opportunity to send him away agreeably, but she wasn't quite that foolhardy.

[Bloodedge]

More sass, or rather... more acting as if she was the one truly calling the shots. Kolin, or rather the woman currently known as Kolin, was quite the enigma. Izou was certain he could have taken any orifice of hers he liked right in the middle of this throne room, and he wouldn't receive anything but faux upset words and obvious pleasure as a result. Ah, but that was the enigmatic part. It became clear in recent times that what this woman sought was domination in the bedroom, but to be the absolute force of dominance in all other aspects. Strange though it was, Izou would allow her whatever happiness she desired. "Hurry it up then. I've been sitting on some ideas for weeks now," he said. It was all but decided that he would be trying something new with the Queen of Dis once this farce of a meeting was over. He had quite a bit of time to mull over the Kolin-related revelation from months ago, hear a few tales about her ordeals in the earliest days of Dis, and make a few decisions for his next conquest.

"Hai, Kolin-sama," the man called Yukimura said. He was convinced there were none better suited to rule among Kolin's underlings than himself, but at least two others disagreed. Dimitri, a former prince and champion of a fallen country, believed he stood on the highest podium. He was well-seasoned, chivalrous, but simultaneously cutthroat when necessary or called upon by the proper individuals. He had his ambitions, and perhaps the most legitimate form of fealty toward the queen sitting before them. What was this, though? It would indeed be a shame to be very distant, and it seemed Kolin preferred the idea of keeping him closer. "If it is within your grace, Queen Kolin, I do have a preferred kingdom to rule," he admitted with deference. The Holy Kingdom of Faerghus was where he truly belonged, if it were possible for him to be there. His place was at Kolin's command, now and always, but a bit of indulgence to his wishes would also acquiesce to the woman's desire to keep him close. All he needed was an ear and an open mind. Besides, Dimitri himself would dread being sent too far. The queen was the source of his comfort, after all.

Speaking of open minds, there was one specific mind that could not be anything but closed. Sir Lot of Zuria had much to say, but no ground to stand on. It was clear to few that Kolin could be rid of him without a care, but that poor, deluded 'knight' viewed it as a mark of his usefulness abroad. It was all part of the plan to become the one true king at this queen's side, and he was enough of an ignoramus to say such. "Of course. If it is Zuria you wish to place me in, then Zuria will be made to flourish. I will even take the liberty of relieving you, taking that pack mule with me to be a transporter of goods back to Your Grace's throne. Over time, you will see my worth is far greater than any other who serves you."

What a novel idea. Lot could be gone, and that cuckold Leorio would be taken with him. Alas, this was not to be. Those footsteps were drawing nearer, and their owner was in sight. Mid-length golden locks donned the head of a true knight, Sir Pellinore, former Grand Duke of Cornwall. He'd known this queen as Queen Ygerna of that very country, but had eyes on the events of Zuria through other former soldiers of Cornwall. "Yes, let's leave the once-illustrious Kingdom of Zuria to some fat oaf who adopted bulimia and fratricide all to bed a woman he had no business even looking at. As much as I would like to be rid of that royal arse Leorio, I have a much better idea," he spoke. No formalities were given upon his postmature arrival, nor did he bother taking a knee as the others in this room did. He was here for one purpose, and one purpose alone: to stop some worthless cur from being too high on the totem pole. "Here's an idea. Send that tub of lard back to the galley he rode in on, and see how long it takes him to regain enough weight that the ship sinks."

[Apollymi]

There was the matter of Izou. So full of commentary. He knew the truth of her though and wasn't the type to press her limits so long as he got to have his fun. She appreciated that much about him, "Quiet you. I'll get through it faster without the distraction," the woman said with her same haughty attitude. she did indeed, need to dominate in all aspects not the bedroom. But here and now she was divvying up what were technically very important tasks for her best and brightest men. Well, most of them anyways.

"It looks a bit like you may get what you want. Sengoku is probably in need of a bit of new blood. I might let you see what you make of it," she said to Yukimura. To be honest, he wasn't exactly the best, but he was far from the worst. Though she didn't necessarily want to bed him all the time, he was far from the worst possible option. To be fair to the lad, he did have at least the ambition necessary to take care of a kingdom like the one he came from originally. And she could count on him to continue the tributes and do whatever she relayed she needed. A good puppet king to follow orders, Yukimura would do fine. Ah, but then there was Dimitri. He apparently had a preference in Kingdom he ruled and didn't want to part with her either, that gave her a bit of a boost. "Oh? I'll hear your request, you deserve at least that much~" she said nailing home the idea that the former prince was indeed more worthy than some present. Lot should be especially fearful of such words considering she was content to send him away.

Damn. He wasn't that smart at all. That amount of stupidity had to run in the family. He definitely didn't get that she was trying to get rid of him. The high society jab seemed to fly over the lad's head. Why was he even here, but what was this. There was at least one good thing offered by the man who didn't understand his uselessness. "Well, I am tired of looking at him," she said of the young former King Leorio. Ah, he could have been more like Yukimura. In fact, she'd given him the chance based on the former performance of Yukimura and the fact that his brother was a fat disgusting lout initially.

Too bad. That wasn't to be right just now. Instead the entrance of another blonde man caught Kolin's eye. She recognized this one. And he had some interesting things to say. He reminded her of Lot's former failings both physically and mentally. "Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!~" that true sound of melodious laughter rang out from Kolin. If there was something in the world she enjoyed, it was belittling those she thought deserved it. She hadn't laughed that hard in quite a while. Oh, gods. "Pellinore you're late. But since that was funny, I'll forgive you..." oh how the tables had turned. Hadn't she once said something similar to Lot for poking fun at his younger brother. Well, yes... but that was the only person he could talk about. Oh how the mighty had fallen. "Alas, does that mean you wish to claim a Kingdom instead Pellinore?"

[Bloodedge]

Distraction, she said. What an interesting thing for Kolin to admit indirectly. Of course, Izou wouldn't let that stand without commentary. "Oh go ahead, deal with the peasants. While you're at it though, feel free to keep telling me how much of a distraction I am to you," he quipped. That pipe of his finally stopped dragging along the skin of her breast, tapping the bottom of her chin as Izou seated himself on her throne's arm. He wasn't one of those lovestruck servants, so he definitely wasn't going to put himself among them.

Yukimura nodded, taking his proverbial backseat with the idea that he could have the nation of Sengoku. Dimitri was offered the time to speak, which he would do only after bowing his head. "Thank you, my Queen. If you would prefer me closer to Dis, it would also suit many of my desires to be placed in Faerghus. I am most familiar with the land, and I would like to see it returned to its former glory. All the better if accomplishing that would benefit you, and leave me in close enough proximity to return to your side whenever you so wish it." Of the bunch, Dimitri may have been the most loyal without ulterior motives. He was in servitude as an answer to his own honor's calling, and that could not be broken so easily. He even had little qualm with the others present, so long as none got in the way of his service.

Everyone was tired of looking at Leorio. Everything that boy-king did was a slight against men everywhere, and none believed that more than... Pellinore. Still, the man had more direct issues with Lot. Leorio was beyond deluded, even sick, but Lot was another type of annoyance entirely. Of course, Lot took exception to being addressed in such a way, even hearing words once spoken to him now offered to one who spoke ill of him. "Watch your mouth! If you think you're more suited to be under the queen's order than I am, then I─" Pellinore was still walking, raising a hand to press against the lips of Lot. This silenced the other male by its shock as Pellinore continued walking toward the queen. "I will take Zuria, and I will use this Holy Sword to avenge the atrocities previously committed there. I have information as to the whereabouts of a certain self-proclaimed knight that crossed your path recently. Queen Kolin, grant me the honor of showing those whelps what a true holy relic can do."

Was Lot, the great knight of Zuria, being ignored now? Had he even been shushed by another man? This was unacceptable! The redhead was fuming; he would be having none of this nonsense. How could he make a comeback from being laughed at by the queen herself? Well, there was one surefire way, and it was to do away with the man that brought this attention his way! "Pellinore! I challenge you to a duel before the throne! I'll show you what it means to make a mockery of me," Lot exclaimed. To this, Pellinore could almost laugh. With the most bemused grin on his face, he kept eyes trained on the queen. "Does he not know? Are you going to let this ignoramus make a bigger fool of himself in your throne room?"