08-20-2011, 03:11 AM
OOC:
You asked for an opinion, I gave it, much like death did. :P
IC:
Lizzy was dumbfound for a while, after having asked about Kyle and Raziel but having only received a complicated lecture on more "It's like this but could also be like this," which was frankly only losing her further. Things seemed calmer, so the dragoness finally went to the grilling animal and instantly recognized the mouth-watering aroma of a well cooked chunk of meat with her name on it.
Tearing a large leg off the animal was all Lizzy could do to help herself from pouncing the deer over and literally wolf it down like a ravenous beast. She hungrily bit down chunk after chunk, messing her cute face with the grease from the delicious treat. "This is... so tasty!" she said between mouthfuls, probably as a compliment to the cook.
Once eating time was over, Lizzy noticed how everyone was putting on some clothes. She looked at how everyone got a set, and then finally found the last one at the bottom of the container, collecting dust much like all the others. The garb was in tatters, and it appeared short in the lower area around the thighs section, indicating this had most likely belonged to a female that liked to flash her legs. Lizzy found the outfit cute, if anything. "So this is for me? Thanks!" she said as she held the robes in front of her, then proceeded to put them on. She patted some of the most prominent dusty spots and then she was done.
The young dragoness's robes went nicely with the fact she was wearing a miniskirt, but the top part of the suit appeared to be a couple sizes too small, resulting in her voluptuous chest overfilling the area and expanding against the fabric, her sizable knockers forcing a tear down the middle to the center of her chest, revealing a bit of her valley in-between her prominent mounds. "It fits!" she cheerfully added, cheeks a bit flushy from happiness.
But her cheeks' rubor disappeared as soon as everyone turned again for the serious. She wasn't sure how to react, but they appeared to be talking about minotaurs, like the monster they had beaten back at school. She grinned widely and began jumping up and down "Let's go, let's go, let's go!" she insisted, clinging to Michael's arm, her boobs hugging most of his forearm, "I wanna fight those meanies!"
Quote:OOC: ... They're on to us! Run Away! XD lol jk but seriously yes he i's a bit of a showoff/smartass at times; problem? X3
You asked for an opinion, I gave it, much like death did. :P
IC:
Lizzy was dumbfound for a while, after having asked about Kyle and Raziel but having only received a complicated lecture on more "It's like this but could also be like this," which was frankly only losing her further. Things seemed calmer, so the dragoness finally went to the grilling animal and instantly recognized the mouth-watering aroma of a well cooked chunk of meat with her name on it.
Tearing a large leg off the animal was all Lizzy could do to help herself from pouncing the deer over and literally wolf it down like a ravenous beast. She hungrily bit down chunk after chunk, messing her cute face with the grease from the delicious treat. "This is... so tasty!" she said between mouthfuls, probably as a compliment to the cook.
Once eating time was over, Lizzy noticed how everyone was putting on some clothes. She looked at how everyone got a set, and then finally found the last one at the bottom of the container, collecting dust much like all the others. The garb was in tatters, and it appeared short in the lower area around the thighs section, indicating this had most likely belonged to a female that liked to flash her legs. Lizzy found the outfit cute, if anything. "So this is for me? Thanks!" she said as she held the robes in front of her, then proceeded to put them on. She patted some of the most prominent dusty spots and then she was done.
The young dragoness's robes went nicely with the fact she was wearing a miniskirt, but the top part of the suit appeared to be a couple sizes too small, resulting in her voluptuous chest overfilling the area and expanding against the fabric, her sizable knockers forcing a tear down the middle to the center of her chest, revealing a bit of her valley in-between her prominent mounds. "It fits!" she cheerfully added, cheeks a bit flushy from happiness.
But her cheeks' rubor disappeared as soon as everyone turned again for the serious. She wasn't sure how to react, but they appeared to be talking about minotaurs, like the monster they had beaten back at school. She grinned widely and began jumping up and down "Let's go, let's go, let's go!" she insisted, clinging to Michael's arm, her boobs hugging most of his forearm, "I wanna fight those meanies!"
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