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The Empire of Tyramon 1 year 309 days agoCape of Good Hope Aerlanica wrote:Vara entered the common room; it was more or less a larger version of the room Nelly first took Vara into to give her a few pointers on changing her appearance in regards to her target. However, scattered around were a few poker tables, a pool table, a very large television (currently turned off) in front of several rows of couches and pillows, a quiet corner covered with books and a few lounges, and a corner where a baker's dozen of easels were currently set up, each with a Succubi in front of them, they were the only Succubi in the room. Standing in front of them was Ophelia, who turned over her shoulder to see Vara. Ophelia was wearing a large apron over denim overalls and a red tartan shirt, front buttoned slightly up, and sleeves rolled up. She was in the process of picking out several paints as she called to Vara. "Oh...hey I...you joining in?" she asked. Vara nodded, and Ophelia smiled widely. "Great, I'll get you an easel and canvas...you much experience with painting?" **** The Aerlanicans stand to the side and watch the proceedings. ** As Witta hung there, the door opened. "Hello, Witta." came the sadistic voice of Iblion. "How are you feeling." "Um...no...none, actually." ** A few heavily inured and very sick strangers on stretchers were brought in, and some Priests brought some holy water out. After some prayers, each person was given holy water. The water was applied to the injuries and given to the sick to drink. **** Witta looked up at him, mouth ajar but silent.

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The Empire of Tyramon 1 year 309 days agoCape of Good Hope

Vara entered the common room; it was more or less a larger version of the room Nelly first took Vara into to give her a few pointers on changing her appearance in regards to her target. However, scattered around were a few poker tables, a pool table, a very large television (currently turned off) in front of several rows of couches and pillows, a quiet corner covered with books and a few lounges, and a corner where a baker's dozen of easels were currently set up, each with a Succubi in front of them, they were the only Succubi in the room. Standing in front of them was Ophelia, who turned over her shoulder to see Vara. Ophelia was wearing a large apron over denim overalls and a red tartan shirt, front buttoned slightly up, and sleeves rolled up. She was in the process of picking out several paints as she called to Vara.

"Oh...hey I...you joining in?" she asked.

Vara nodded, and Ophelia smiled widely.

"Great, I'll get you an easel and canvas...you much experience with painting?"

******

The Aerlanicans stand to the side and watch the proceedings.

******

As Witta hung there, the door opened.

"Hello, Witta." came the sadistic voice of Iblion. "How are you feeling."

"Um...no...none, actually."

******

A few heavily inured and very sick strangers on stretchers were brought in, and some Priests brought some holy water out. After some prayers, each person was given holy water. The water was applied to the injuries and given to the sick to drink.

******

Witta looked up at him, mouth ajar but silent.

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