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Eris Eternity · 11-08-2011, 06:27 AM

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Minor powerplay of touching the Liliy. o___o <3

Liliya appeared strangely mortified at first, a strange look like she had just shit herself passing over the normally pretty face of the coy-hybrid. Eris took this in and noted its strangeness, but made no comment. Even the woman's voice was quieted, lacking some of the blustery enthusiasm Eris had encountered upon first meeting the woman. Both slaves seemed to have fallen into silence, which was good. Eris had not expected anything more or less from either of them -- Khirot's behavior universally pleased her, while Cassius's rarely did. The sable woman stepped forward toward The Associate to signify they were clearly apart from the slaves, grinning broadly as the woman spoke words that rang pleasurably in the dark hybrid's ears. Liliya would come around to all of it yet, perhaps.

She listened earnestly as the other canine explained her proposal. The explanation itself was simply worded, and Eris had no trouble understanding it. Liliya's accent had grown on her quite a bit -- she always enjoyed an exotic hint in the voice, whether it was Cassius's drawl, Tlantli's spice, or even Liliya's gruffness. The coyote nodded several times during the explanation, the pleased look on her face growing steadily as the tawny canine carried on. It will be wonderful, she said, not hesitating for a moment once she was certain Liliya had finished speaking.

And you will have your help -- there is Khirot, and perhaps if Cassius behaves he can help, as well. Darijus is not very good with the physical labor, but he can sort of help, maybe, the hybrid said, wrinkling her nose somewhat at the thought of the crippled slave. He was primarily useful around their ruins, but he might do with some exercise, too. We picked Khirot specially, for his knowledge in these sorts of matters. His English is not very good at all, but he speaks Spanish and Italian, as well as a trader pidgin -- or so we were told, the woman said, glancing toward the smaller hybrid, who was looking curious now that the conversation had turned onto him. He was waiting for a direct command or request, though none came.

And I will help, too! I surely cannot match the strength of your arms, here she reached out to pat the taller woman's shoulder, admiring the knot of muscle she felt beneath, but I will do what I can. She thought a second, and then continued. There are other members who may very well contribute, too. At least, they should, she added, her grin turning devilish. She herself would be present for parts of this project; there would be good reward for assistance with this one, she thought.

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