09-21-2012, 11:35 AM
Chuckles came from behind her, the dog relaxing slightly under Itzal's presence. The meeting would go just fine, as long as she took care and left as soon as she was dressed properly. She accepted the outfit passed to her, frowning slightly. It would hide her weapons properly, but it would probably make her look formless as well. The jeans wouldn't hug her hips and legs the way she preferred, and the blouse was more loose, if definitely stylish. Well, at least she'd look professional. Slowing down Amy leaned back into him, whining her pleasure at his soft touch. If only there was more time. There was so much she wanted to do with him.
I won't be long. Amy would keep the meeting as short as possible, just so she could run home to him. These meetings were a high for her, taking in the fear and power of winning a negotiation, but she could avoid lingering in such sensations. Especially when there was something better waiting for her. Itzal would get a full report from her, working over her with what they would be doing. It was great to have someone she could discuss strategies with, even if his market was slightly different than her own.
The clothes were tugged on, daggers, a short sword, a vial of poison, and some rings all disappeared under her clothing. A bow was strapped across her back, unnecessary but still taken just in case. Turning to see her mate one more time before she left she chuckled. Cheer up, you can have the fun of removing them again when I get back. Smirking she stepped out, strong strides carrying her across and to the door of their stone home. This wouldn't be a long trip. Not when Itzal was here, waiting for her return. She did love him so.
I won't be long. Amy would keep the meeting as short as possible, just so she could run home to him. These meetings were a high for her, taking in the fear and power of winning a negotiation, but she could avoid lingering in such sensations. Especially when there was something better waiting for her. Itzal would get a full report from her, working over her with what they would be doing. It was great to have someone she could discuss strategies with, even if his market was slightly different than her own.
The clothes were tugged on, daggers, a short sword, a vial of poison, and some rings all disappeared under her clothing. A bow was strapped across her back, unnecessary but still taken just in case. Turning to see her mate one more time before she left she chuckled. Cheer up, you can have the fun of removing them again when I get back. Smirking she stepped out, strong strides carrying her across and to the door of their stone home. This wouldn't be a long trip. Not when Itzal was here, waiting for her return. She did love him so.