The Syncharion Ascendance RP (Floozer, Khorne)

[Archangel99]

Khorvis' eyes briefly flick open, look at her, then close again. "Morning..." He mutters.
Ash is curled up on his uninjured side, her head resting on his shoulder, her arms curled around him as she sleeps peacefully.

 

[Floozer]

"Morning. Don't mind me, just getting some breakfast before I head out" She says quitely, heading into the kitchen to scrounge up some food.

 

[Archangel99]

"Alright..." He mumbles before going back to sleep, his arm holding Ash close to him.
Namira follows Phorsaal into the kitchen. "So what can you cook?" She asks, taking a seat.

 

[Floozer]

"Nothing really special. I do enjoy pan seared ravener meat. Goes good with everything" She says while pulling out some meat and setting it on a cutting board, slicing off three thick slices. "How much do you want?"

 

[Archangel99]

"Mmm... About... Eight or nine slices." She says, grinning. "Haven't eaten in a long time. Last night doesn't exactly count as dinner." She says, chuckling.

 

[Floozer]

"Dang girl! Why are you not eating?!" She says, obviously disturbed and slicing up the rest of the meat chunk, getting about 20 slices total "That ends now young lady! you are eating until you are good and stuffed!" the meat sizzles as she throws it onto a hot pan.

 

[Archangel99]

Her eyes go wide. "Whoa whoa whoa! I meant I haven't eaten since yesterday because of all the... You know, all the excitement!" She says, letting out a panicked sort of laugh.

 

[Floozer]

"Too late, I am going to stuff you full... could use a bit of weight on your regardless." She says, smiling mischeviously as she cooks up the food.

 

[Archangel99]

"I... Already have a curvy figure! What do you want? A ball of flab rolling around?" She asks, laughing.

 

[Floozer]

"I am kidding! I have to cook the rest of this or it will go bad." She says with a laugh, finishing off the last few slices and setting the loaded plate on the table. She then cooks some bread into toast and sets out jam and butter "There you go, eat upt!"

 

[Archangel99]

"Hah... Okay." She says, before taking a piece of meat and biting into it. "Mm! This stuff is delicious!" She squeals, grinning and taking more slices, putting them on the toasts as she gobbles them down.

 

[Floozer]

"Yea, Ravener meat is really good stuff. I bet Khorvis or Felicia could make something amazing out of it!" She says, buttering her toast and munching happily.

 

[Archangel99]

[You did it again. XD]

"Have they?" Namira asks, too busy stuffing her face to say much else.

 

[Floozer]

[Same bloody character, different verse....]

"Felicia did actually make this lovely dish when she first got here... should ask her to make it again some time." She polishes off her meal and puts the dishes in the sink "Alright, I have to run now dear. Be good ok?"

 

[Archangel99]

[Not! Khorvis doesn't have Alex's super speed and strength! Plus he's shorter. Although I'll admit the personality is almost the same...]

"Okies! Bye!" She says, giving her a quick wave and smiling.

 

[Floozer]

[Khorvis and alex are both tall, muscular, powerful, skilled with melee, snarky and awkward at times....]

She locks the door behind her and heads down to the market to find Jackal.

 

[Archangel99]

[Most of my good male characters tend to be.
Although sometimes there are people like Jackal...]

She finds him easily enough, since it's pretty hard to miss a rather tall, literal jackal walking on two feet. He's standing at his usual market stall, looking down at a sheet of paper with a raised eyebrow as he does some calculations on a calculator. Karline is sitting nearby and smiles when she sees Phorsaal walking up to them, giving her a little wave. Squeaky the imp is in her lap, since the slave block seems to be empty today.

 

[Floozer]

She walks up with a smile on her face "Good morning Jackal, Karline and of course, hello squeaky" she says, petting the imp kindly "How are we all doing today? I see you sold off every slave you had so far... demand must be high."

 

[Archangel99]

"Yeah... That's what I'm wondering about... This makes no sense... Slave sales are shooting up all of a sudden... For what? Not just me, but almost everyone is quickly running out of slaves to sell..." He murmurs, still looking down at the piece of paper.
"Basically, he's the kind of idiot to look a gift horse in the mouth." Karline says, rolling her eyes.
"Not funny. Something fishy is afoot..." He growls, glaring at Karline, who raises Squeaky as surrender.

 

[Floozer]

"The arena of course" She says flatly. "Buying up slaves to try and use them in the arena as last minute entrees. Or prepping them for the next arena. Cause once this one is done, they will clean it up, add new rules and then start up season 2."

 

[Archangel99]

"So many? Look around, Phorsaal. What do you see?" He asks.
Looking around, she sees that almost every block is empty.
"You don't need THAT much fodder for the arena. Not to mention... Some of the customers looked fishy. Smelled like it too." He mutters, sitting down on the chair and pulling one up for her.

 

[Floozer]

She sits down and frowns "Looked adn smelled fishy? You don't think... that someone is violating the ancient rules are you?" She gives him a firm and slightly fearful look "Blood magic?"

 

[Archangel99]

"That's exactly what I'm thinking. Or something close to it..." He mutters, his brows knitted together as he steeples his hands and rests his chin on them, his favourite thinking pose, Phorsaal notices.
"But the thing is... It wasn't just one person. There were lots. I was observing them. The others were happy to get rid of their slaves, but... Some of these guys made my girls uneasy... Most of them were normal, but some of them looked nervous. And they smelled weird. I must stress that they smelled weird..." He murmurs.

 

[Floozer]

"How weird? What did they smell of? Cause on this sort of mass production of slaves there are a few horrible ideas. Blood magic sacrifices, a slave breeding ring.... or they are trying to fuse demons with other races. Either way, against the ancient rules!"

 

[Archangel99]

"I... Can't really explain it. They smelled like they were dead. Some of them, anyway." He says, wrinkling his nose in distaste.
"Dead? Uh oh..." Karline mutters, her eyes wide.

 

[Floozer]

Phorsaal's eyes grow to match Karline's "Undead... you haven't been selling slaves... you are selling snacks!" She says, worry breaking out over her face "We have to do something! All of your girls are going to be food!"

 

[Archangel99]

"Dammit I didn't see where they went... And how the fuck did they even get i-? Oh shit. A slave... Ohhhh nooo this is a hell of a lot worse than it looks..." Jackal mutters, pawing his eyes.

 

[BubbleLord]

With the tight hole, it doesn't take very much fucking to come barreling to a new climax. But he was a man of his word, pulling out of the lizan cunt and standing up. A hand on her shoulder kept her still, moving to aim his cock at her face before absolutely drenching her in cum.

And as he finished, laughing and wreathing the spent rod in his tail, Colahr hopped off the bed and smacked both of their asses.

"I'm trusting you Olina... your husband and I have work to do."

 

[Floozer]

"What? What do you mean? How did a slave let in several undead?! Talk to me here!"

 

[Archangel99]

She nods and waves at him. "I take care of them. No worry!" She says with a grin.