A Grande Adventure

((Well, since I got some player support I'll put together a bio for a tiny character, and maybe a larger [or another tiny] character later. At any rate, I won't post until I get a green light from monsieur DM, though I'll probably edit the bio(s) into this post ))

((EDIT: Ugh, spent too long editing and got logged out, losing my just about finished character. I'll take a shot at it later...))

A lesson too many of us learn the hard way. I usually copy my posts to the clipboard before clicking "submit" so in case some horrible glitch happens I can just paste and try again.

Balthazaar wrote:

((Is there room for another character? I've got ideas for either a Tomthumb or more-or-less human-sized character, if I can join.))

(New blood! Yeaaah! Go for it dude!)

Parameciumkid wrote:

A lesson too many of use learn the hard way. I usually copy my posts to the clipboard before clicking "submit" so in case some horrible glitch happens I can just paste and try again.

(XD I do that too, because I often have it all done and  go to post and it tell me the site had a error and it's all gone.)

Jora watched Persephone get out of the leaf and winced. She wished Jade wouldn't ask her to do this. Escorting so many humans made her nervous. Oh she wouldn't eat them, but part of her mind was imaging it and Miaxi Honey covered Persephone wasn't helping by looking so luscious and slender. "Umm I'm going to just...Ah...go see if I can um...something over that way!" She said nervously running off into the foliage.

If Persephone were to look at her quizzically she'd see Richard walking to her his cape flaring behind him as he offered her a gauntleted hand. "I was worried for you." He said in relieved tone quite happy to see she was alright.

Corveta meanwhile had to get out by herself and soon went to free Atlanta. "Are you alright, dear?" She asked. "Oh yeah I'm just peachy!" Said the little fairy angrily growing to human size and realizing that only made the mess bigger not smaller. "Ugh! Stupid fairy magic!" She said with tears in her eyes. "I'll still have to take a major bath to get this out of my wings..." She whined. Corveta laughed. It was all through her blonde hair and had made it come loose from it's pony tail so it was stuck to the side of her head at funny angles but she stil laughed. "Oh don't worry, hun, it'll wash out. ...I hope." She added thinking she may have to cut it out of her hair and thus go to shorter style.

Dargo got down from the rock and looked from the giantess to his master to..Taihaku! His favorite neko! And she wasn't looking. "Te he he! Time to ...pounce!' He thought as he built up some speed and prepared to leap up and tackle her to the ground...Or likely go flying past her and hit somebody else instead.

An update! AN UPDATE!!!! Praise Jeebus! :laaa:

I'm slightly confused. Jora is asking Jora (herself) to escort us?

Anyway, Persephone looked down at Richard from the giant's lofty mammaries. "Sure, catch me!" she shouted down to him, and then proceeded to jump so very trustingly. Hopefully she wouldn't break her legs (or his arms) on impact.

Jenna the Tomthumb Alchemist's bio.

Spoiler:

Jenna looked down at the humans, neko, fairy, and giantess gathered some distance below her perch. The Tomthumb was currently resting on a narrow branch after an hour hike through the tree-tops. Her stomach suddenly grumbled frighteningly loudly, reminding her that she hadn't eaten before said hike. Or the evening before for that matter. She hadn't had any luck foraging since her rations had run out, but maybe the folks gathered below her could spare a few crumbs.

She glanced down at her waist, and nodded confidently at the amount of anti-acid and other 'anti-vore' potions hanging on her belt. She wasn't in any danger of being digested, at least. She might get smashed underfoot, but maybe she could get on good terms with the 'giants', assuming the neko or fairy didn't gobble her up when they saw her. Jenna had spent enough time sliding down gullets for the week, thank you very much.

At any rate, she needed to get down before she did anything. Which was a bit of a problem, seeing as she was easily a hundred feet off the ground. Frowning, Jenna glanced around her and quickly found a way to get down - a particularly weak-stemmed leaf! Ignoring the angry grumblings of her stomach, the tiny made her way over and began to hack at the leaf stem with a tiny knife.

After about a minute or so, Jenna finally succeeded in freeing the leaf. Lifting it above her head like a parachute, the Tomthumb alchemist stood poised at the edge of the branch. Looking down, she suddenly realized how stupidly suicidal this was, before pushing her doubts away and leaping off the edge.

It turns out that leaf parachutes are painfully slow.

Swearing under her breath, Jenna tried slanting the leaf to make it go faster... but only succeeded in making it go completely vertical. Cursing loudly, Jenna abruptly began to plummet toward the ground. About twenty feet up she began to scream.

"HEEEEEEEELP!"

parameciumkid wrote:

I'm slightly confused. Jora is asking Jora (herself) to escort us?

(He keeps mistyping "Jade" as "Jora". That's how she showed up in the first place. <.< )

Taihaku looked to Richard, seeing him flaunt his figure in an effort to look valiant. It reminded her of the light in which she had seen the elven captain so recently. The sight of Richard attempting to mimic it disgusted her.

"Don't act so suave, you didn't do anything," she said under her breath, her disapproving tone perhaps adding more bite to her words than her usual, unemotional tone.

The neko was so distracted by all this that she didn't notice the tomthumb's call for help as she fell from the sky. Neither did she notice Dargo moving towards her. As she turned away from Richard, she saw the small dragon sailing through the air in her direction, and was so shocked by this that she didn't even think to try to avoid him. As Dargo crashed into her torso, she fell backwards, and her concentration broke from her weapon, causing her icicle spear to dissipate into the air as she hit the ground with her back.

Richard was about to glare iratatedly at Taihaku, a superior should not have to please his subordinates after all, then he saw Persephone leap from into the air and come sailing toward him. 'Oh I hope I don't drop her...She'll never want to mine if I do...' He thought sourly then shoke his head and focused willing his hands to catch her lightly and dis so though he nearly fell back from teh force of it, but managed to position his feet so only her head nearly tipped and hit the ground but brought her up so she was level with his face. "Well you are acrobatic, my dear. In fact if I may be sol bold to say so, you sailed like an angel." He added smiling a warm smile and looking directly into her eyes.

Dargo looked down at Taihaku and panted. He wished she could understand how happy he was to see her, but alas Gildor's spell had long ago worn off and it didn't mater anyway. He wanted to find some way to communicate his happiness. Some way he could tell her he loved her just as much as Richard. Suddenly his brain came up with this: Licking her in the face repeatedly would show just how much he loved her! ...And leave frost on her nose.

Atlanta was still trying to get the nasty goo from her wings and hair, without much success, when she suddenly heard a odd cry for help. She looked up and saw falling, at rapid speed in blur, a small female tiny. "Uh oh!" She said her eyes going wide. She had seconds to decide how to act. She could zip over there...if her wings weren't gunked up so bad. She could try and increase the tiny's size!...Which would make a bigger impact. She finally arrived at third option and made a gesture with her hand of cupping. "Green Vortex!" As she said this suddenly a small vortex appeared under the Tiny and if he hit it would spin her around a bit until the slowed down and touched the ground.

Corveta meanwhile searched for Saen. She hadn't seen him for a bit was starting to miss him. "Saen? Where'd did you disapear to?" She asked at first concerned, then irritated after a few minutes. 'He'd better not have gotten eaten after I just went through all that trouble to win his heart. If he did...Ooh!' She thought angrily searching for him.

Taihaku lifted the snauwhat up over her face to get his tongue out of reach of her, her quick and forceful motions suggesting she was irritated. She looked up at Dargo's face with an empty expression, but even so, he might've felt a hint of annoyance coming from her. As she stared at him, she realized he hadn't truly done anything to deserve her ire - it was Richard she was disappointed with. Her expression softened into what could almost pass for a smile as she sat herself upright and brought Dargo to the cradle of her arms.

"I am glad someone I am acquainted with possesses knowledge of how one makes a genuine show of affection," she commented aloud, running her fuzzy-haired hand down the length of Dargo's body.

Gildor silently watched the group from the side. He was glad to see everything had turned out well, and was slightly amused at how annoyed Atlanta was. He suddenly heard a cry for help and looked over to see a tiny falling from a tree, and went to jump to catch it, only to have Atlanta beat him to it with a spell. He walked over to the tiny and crouched down. "Are you alright?"

There were a lot of ways to die on Felarya. Right now, falling to death seemed a far more horrible way to go than most of those. Jenna was practically hoping someone would accidentally yawn right below her, but ended up getting something marginally better. Some kind of shiny green vortex opened up right under her feet, catching her and hurling her around.

If Jenna wasn't starving, she'd have violently retched by now.

Luckily the vortex was close to the ground, so when it ended up shooting her out, the impact with the ground was lighter than Jenna had worried it'd be. With a slight 'oof', she hit the undergrowth fairly lightly. If only she wasn't so hung-

A giant head suddenly appeared over her, blocking out the light. For a few heart-stopping moments Jenna waited for a giant hand to follow, all she got were words.

"Are you alright?"

Jenna's tiny stomach growled back in the negative. Easing herself to her feet, the Tomthumb looked up at the elf towering over her.

"Well, I'm not dead," She answered, deciding he was nice enough, "But I'm absolutely famished. You wouldn't happen to have something to eat, would you?"

As she spoke, she fingered one of the potions on her belt. Just in case...

(Balth I like your style of RP! You do a nice good clean dialogue and your OC is quite humorous but practical! I think you'll be a great addition to the team. I'll not use Richard till Para posts I think.)

(Balth I like your style of RP! You do a nice good clean dialogue and your OC is quite humorous but practical! I think you'll be a great addition to the team. I'll not use Richard till Para posts I think.)

Atlanta was happy to see the small creature didn't go splat on the hard ground. After all it'd be a shame to waste- 'No! I don't do that anymore!' She told herself mentally. '....Unless she turns out to be a neera spy~' She added smiling and walking over. Finding the experience irritating after having been denied flight as Ibashi's prisoner, and only just earning that right back, she didn't quite realize before how much she had missed flying. Not to mention her magic would out of focus for a bit. As she reached Gildor she slowed down so as not to frighten the little Neera who was currently talking with him. She tapped him on one of his armored shoulders and then put her hands on her hips and leaned in for a "I'm-not-happy" pose. "Hey there Mr-I'm-a-heroic-and-handsome-elf-man! Where were you when I needed somebody to cut me free from that leaf, hmm?" She said with mock outrage. She wasn't the best actor when she was trying not to laugh.

At first Dargo was a little worried when Tiahaku game him her "neutral stare of anger" but soon it softened more into a "neutral stare of adoring" and he wagged his tail happily, but carefully lest the clubbed part make a bruise on her, and sighed contently when she petted him. He really did like her. Shame Richard couldn't have her for his concubine. Then Dargo could be scratched and loved on all day long...But not only was there no attraction between them but there was even some underlying tension. Strange they had seemed to get along well enough at first but not they were getting a bit...testy. 'Oh well!' He thought. 'As long as I get plenty of love I don't care. Hmm I wonder if I could ha royal peter?' He mused this while glancing at the rest of the group. He wondered vaguely where that giantess had gone and why these people were not escorting them to the village.

One the members of the, what we'll call Brave Company since Ravana23k told me that's the main mercenary militia in Safe Harbor, marched up to the group and looked them over with electric blue eyes and spikey blonde hair his pointy ears ressembled a bob cat. Hence why everyone called him William or Willy to his friends. The pale skinned neko stood there a moment looking serious and very macho...then suddenly walked over to Taihaku and said in loud clear voice. "Howdy, ma'am! You must be the leader of this rag tag bunch of varmits, huh?" And smiled a buck toothed smile.

Persephone watched herself, almost as if having an out-of-body experience, staring back into Richard's eyes, losing herself in them and being drawn by an invisible force closer and closer, heart pounding and hormones derailing all her brain's attempts at rational thought, until their lips began to close in on one another... in her head, at least. She was suddenly brought back to reality when she noticed that they had been joined by a tiny of some sort, who seemed to be drawing a lot of attention for something its size. And it turned out her subconscious had jumped the gun - her face wasn't drawing close to Richard's at all, rather she was standing in front of him dusting herself off... well, gooing herself off... whatever one would call "clumsily attempting to remove goo from one's clothing."
Before she had a chance to embarrass herself, she trotted over to where the tiny had fallen to see what the fuss was about.
"So who's this?" she asked, crouching down for a closer look.

((Thanks Jedi! Though... Jenna's a Tomthumb, not a Neera ))

The one other bad thing about falling? It brings lot's of attention.

First a fairy came over, which was a minor catastrophe in and of itself. It was bad enough that she was human-sized, though if she got really hungry... Jenna almost pitied the elf that she was talking to right now. Didn't he know what kind of a monster she was?

Then another shadow fell over the Tomthumb, and Jenna turned around to find a human woman towered over her.

"So who's this?" she asked, crouching down for a closer look.

"A starving woman who just fell out of a tree." Jenna answered bluntly, her stomach growling in assent as she tried to keep her fear from showing, "If we could just talk this over breakfast-"

Then she noticed that the fairy and human were covered in some kind of sticky, yellow liquid. Jenna began to back away slowly, not sure if they had some kind of virus, or possibly aliens just birthed from an alien egg sac or something...

Then she caught the smell of honey, and almost face-palmed. Almost, because she abruptly started thinking with her tummy, and honey registered as 'food'.

"OHMYGAWDYOURCOVEREDINHONEY!" Jenna exclaimed (more or less) as she leaped toward the nearest honey-covered giant - the fairy Atlanta. With an absolute disregard for sanitation or manners the Tomthumb began to cram as much of the honey that covered the fairy's ankle as possible into her mouth.

In the back of her mind, Jenna knew she was going to regret this, and yet for right now she just couldn't care.

(XD Aliens covered in goo coming out of egg sacks....Oh man. Then Persephone's just brushing past Richard leaving him there kinda well looking blank.)

Richard looked at Persephone looking all starry eyed and love struck and smiled and waited for her to take his hand...But was confused when she stepped past him and started talking to somebody else. He turned around in one hundred and eighty degree turn on his foot and marched off after her with a frustrated look crossing his face. He was about to address her when he saw a Tomthumb on the ground. "What's this? So the rumors are true...There really are tinies in the universe." He said mostly to himself.

Atlanta watched as the Tombthumb jumped on her leg and began to LICK off the sticky sweet mess attached to it! "Ah hey now what do you think- Te he he he h HE HE AHA HA HA HA HA HA!! S-Stop it! OH PLEASE STOP ETTT~" The fairy said falling over laughing since her legs were one of her most ticklish spots on her whole body. Her winged fluttered and her antenna curled up and down a few times as she rocked back and forth with the Tiny licking away the whole time. If she wasn't having such a good time she'd be embarrassed...but it did need to come off...As long as the little woman didn't lick too high.

Taihaku's attention was drawn to the group that had joined them, ostensibly made up of residents of their destination, Safe Harbor. As she surveyed them - petting Dargo having become an automatic action when he was near - one of them, a neko not unlike herself, stepped forward from the group, approaching her with some sort of intent. As she stood up, still cradling Dargo, she heard Atlanta laughing nearby, but tuned it out in order to give all her attention to this man.

Taihaku simply stood with a neutral expression on her face, though after a moment it became apparent that she was staring, her unblinking eyes locked on those of the perky sir before her. As her hand rested on Dargo's back, she cracked a smile, her face looking quite unused to it as her eyes almost seemed to bulge during her attempts to hide it. She lifted her free hand to her mouth to cover it, but proceeded to begin noising a restrained giggle from behind it. The restrained laugh became a full-on snicker, and at that point, she reasoned with herself that there was no longer any point in trying to restrain herself or save face - it was going to happen whether she wanted it to or not. She uncupped her fur-covered hand from her mouth and proceeded to laugh aloud and uncontrollably, right in the other neko's face.

To her, that one sentence was simultaneously the most ridiculously wrong assumption she had heard in a decent time, and one of her fondest dreams come true. The man had mistaken her for the group's leader, which in itself spoke waves over tides of her own stature (at least in his eyes - it could just be a neko thing), while at the same time belittling that of Richard, the group's true leader! Taihaku looked over to Richard, pausing in her laughter for a moment, to let the aforementioned thoughts really settle into her mind.

"Pffffahahahahahahahhaha!!!" she screamed, her laughter resuming.

The one negative/positive about being tiny is that you have a tiny stomach too, which meant Jenna was full to bursting by the time she managed to clean off Atlanta's ankle. Unfortunately, it was around this time that the fairy began to kick into the air as she laughed. Now, if she'd done that at first Jenna would have kept some honey on so she could stick to her leg, but by this point Jenna had licked herself clean, too. It didn't help that the fairy had nothing on her ankle for Jenna to grab on to.

Thus, the Tomthumb was launched into the air in a matter of moments. Making a smooth parabola over Atlanta, Jenna watched as first her belly, then her chest passed by below her. And then she started descending straight for the fairy's mouth. Scrambling in mid-air as if she could avoid her fate, the Tomthumb chemist inevitably fell right into Atlanta's maw as she was in mid-laugh. Tumbling down through her mouth, Jenna collided with the back of the fairy's throat, triggering one of two reflexes - swallow or cough.

Knowing fairies, Jenna was certain where she was going.

(Yes, I'm asking for it, just giving you a choice if you want to move things along, Jedi )

(XD Tai's reaction is very amusing so I will reply in kind. X3 Balth I wouldn't advise doing this normally, but I'm curious to see how that potion works.)

Willy watched Taihaku laugh and was puzzled. He knew most people found him quite funny, but why he couldn't understand. Mabye it was the ears. "Ma'am? Are you alright? I just wanted to tell you we're ready to move when the giantess gets back. Then we're takin' ya straight to Safe Harbor. Can you tell your people that?"

Atlanta's reflexes took over for her cutting her laughing for second as she swallowed automaticaly. Sending poor Jenna slidding down her throat. " Burp! ...Uh oh." She said looking down at her stomach. "Eaaah! Sorry!" She said to it trying to think of a way to spit her up...and then wincing at the thought. That acid really burned you know. But it'd burn Jenna up if Atlanta didn't do something! "Though I have to admit she does feel nice in there...good a wriggly." She said half to herself then shook her head. "No! I'm not going to just eat anybody anymore. I promised Gildor I wouldn't do that anymore and I won't!!" She said with conviction preparing to try to make herself puke.

Well, Jenna wasn't disappointed.

A mere moment later she was dragged into the fairy's throat, forming a slight bulge as she was pulled inevitably towards her stomach. Muttering to herself (well, as well as she could getting pushed up against a wall of muscle and being drenched in saliva), Jenna tried reaching for her potions early, but Atlanta's esophagus would have none of that. Growling around a face-full of muscle and saliva, the Tomthumb waited for the ride to end before being plopped into an utterly dark, fleshy cavern.

Jenna had been in a few stomachs before, and wasted no time and unfastening one of the anti-acid potions from her belt and chugging it down. The fascinating, green-ish liquid had a sour taste, but it was the tiny chemist's only chance of survival. Once the liquid settled into her own tiny belly, it began to seep into her flesh, spreading through her body. Almost immediately, the pores in Jenna's skin swelled slightly, and began to excrete a thin layer of mucus - the same kind that protected the stomachs of most predators. There were a few other cases, typically with elementals or similar creatures involved, but that was what the other potions were for.

Sighing in relief, knowing she was more or less safe, Jenna was about to settle down when Atlanta's stomach rotated about 90 degrees and sent the tiny sprawling. Through the thick flesh around her, the Tomthumb could hear the fairy, albeit a little muffled.

"Though I have to admit she does feel nice in there...good a wriggly." She said, apparently to herself. "No! I'm not going to just eat anybody anymore. I promised Gildor I wouldn't do that anymore and I won't!"

Assuming the fairy was going to try to puke Jenna out, the tiny weighed her options. On the one hand, she could get out right now, though in a very messy fashion, and cause the fairy some discomfort, not to mention her lunch. On the other hand, she could stay in here safely, come out the other end in a less messy fashion (though it would be rather awkward), and not cause the fairy any harm. Crossing her arms, Jenna quickly made up her mind.

"Hey, uh, wait just a sec, fairy!" She walked over to one of the stomach walls, giving it a couple solid punches to make sure she got Atlanta's attention, "I'm an alchemist, I'm not just gonna lie down and die in a pool of acid. If I felt like it, I could practically turn you into a walking bomb."

Well, one that would just retch violently and probably lose consciousness rather than die, but that was beside the point.

"Buuut I think I'll just stay in here a while. You treated me to a full stomach, sooo I might as well do the same to you." Jenna grinned, patting the fairy's belly. Predators seemed to really like their prey struggle, so she might as well do something other than lie around and sleep her own meal off, "So yeah I guess I'll, uh, just be here. In your stomach. Talking to you."

Jenna quickly realized just how awkward this was, and then realized she had never consented to be in anyone's stomach (or at least, to stay in it) before. It was a strange feeling, actually to want (more or less) to be in a dark, smelly, and wet cave of flesh, but on the bright side, she just happened to have some glowy potions. The blasted things didn't last long though, so instead she decided to just sit against one pulsing stomach wall, occasionally moving around a bit to please Atlanta.

"Oh, I still don't know your name, do I?" Jenna suddenly realized, speaking out loud. She still wasn't sure if the fairy could hear her, either. Oh well, "Or what you're doing in the jungle hanging with a bunch of humans and a neko and an elf."

Eventually, Taihaku's laughter died out, signalling the return of her valuable self-control. Without a moment's hesitation, she ran back to Richard, carrying Dargo all the while, and looked around for where he had set her coat when he motioned to catch Persephone earlier. Retrieving it, she placed Dargo on the ground and immediately threw it around her shoulders, arms through the sleeves, buttoned it up and pulled the fuzzy white hood over her head and face. At the very least, this would prevent her from having to look at the expressions of anyone else who saw her lapse in professional courtesy. It made her feel better just to have her main means of physical protection back. At the moment, her coat was playing a role akin to a child's blanket or some other safety device.

Hiding herself in her coat, she walked back to Richard and placed her hands on his back, nudging him towards the neko, Willy, who had caused her to lose her sense in the first place, telling Richard only, "That man is looking for you," in a very hushed voice.

(XD Taihaku is so the cat girl version of Spock.)

Atlanta looked down at her stomach in disbelief and quit trying to tickle the back of her throat, it may not have worked anyway, and told her stomach: "I'm Atlanta. I um was a prisoner of a elvish merchant captain and they sorta resecued me. See she was using my magic through an artifact, which wasn't pleasant by the way, so she could use me as some kind of cloaking device." Atlanta's voice was pretty conversational as she said all this as if she talked to people in her stomach all the time.

Richard looked at the young neko boy with some disdain. "You are...?" He asked the fellow.

Willy blinked then looked back confusedly at Taihaku. He wondered why she'd be ashamed of such a pretty laugh. He wished he had a laugh like that. His sounded more like car backfiring. "Well, sir, I was just tellin' yer group we need to move out as soon as Jora gets back. See she's only doing this as a favor to Jade cus those two goe's waaay back, but she's eager to be done with this and go back to huntin' so she's less likely to be vigeelant, see?"

Richard's ears wanted to take flight to escape this inane babbling from this yokel. But he had not become a diplomat by telling off every hick and bumkin to 'learn to speak properly, knave or prepare to lose your tongue' his father had said you had to treat yokels and folklish peoples with their strange way of communicating as if it were another nation with a strange dialect. "Very well. When and if she returns I shall inform the others, Commander." He said adding the title since he knew not the boy's rank but in most military orders the title "Commander" existed and was a coveted position. Without even waiting he turned on his heel and then told the others "We're moving out and to Safe Harbor soon so get your things in order-" He stopped realizing something was missing. Something...small. "Where's that tiny?" He asked and then noticed Atlanta flinched. He turned his gaze to her and noticed her stomach looked slightly larger. He said nothing but gave his best "speak fairy" state.

Atlanta held out a few minutes under it then finally, tearfully, blurted it out. "Waah! I-I didn't mean to eat her! I sweat! ShejustcameflyingwhileIwaslaughingohpleasedontkickmeoutofthegroupaaaaaawwaaaaah!" Cried the fairy.

Richard sighed. "I had hopped we'd keep that Tiny. I heard they have great skills at disarming traps, espionage and know a number of secret arts humans can't learn...I don't suppose you could regurgatate her? Or do fairies have the same weaknesses as Dryads?" He asked the fairy hopping the answer wasn't yes. He watched her look uncertain then speak again.

Atlanta looked very sheepish. "Um I was about to try when she stopped me." She said blushing enjoying the feeling of the Tiny moving around in her stomach.

Probably should have announced that I'd be away from home all weekend. Oh well, too late now xP

"Idiot..." thought Persephone. Apparently the tiny had forgotten that acid or no acid, the primary cause of death in a stomach was almost invariably suffocation. And if the tiny's plan was to wait until she got deposited out the other end... that wouldn't happen for a minimum of two days, if ever, considering her solid state.
So she strode close to Atlanta without wasting a second, reached toward the fairy's mouth with two fingers, and asked, "hold still for a second." Hopefully she would, disgusting as the thing Persephone intended to do might be.

Gildor just shook his head and laughed helplessly at the whole spectacle. First the tiny had dived on Atlanta, then Atlanta accidentally swallowed her, and most surprising of all Taihaku had laughed. He hadn't even been sure the Neko could laugh. He placed a hand on Atlanta's shoulder and blocked Persephone's fingers with his other hand. "I don't think we need to do that." He looked to the Fairy's belly. "Say miss tiny, I would assume you have something with you that would help make a predator throw up without them having to stick a finger down their throat. Maybe you should use that?"

He then gave Atlanta an apologetic look. "And I am sorry about not helping to free you...but I didn't really have anything that could help." He motioned to the greatsword on his back. "I mean...this isn't really made for small, precise cutting like that..."

((Shhhh... this is a fairy stomach. It's clearly magical ))

"Um I was about to try when she stopped me."

Apparently things were heating up out there. Not to mention in Atlanta's belly. Jenna wiped some sweat (or was it saliva? Kinda hard to tell) off her forehead, noticing it was getting a little stuffy. If only getting eaten was easier than this, the tiny thought to herself. Ah well, time to call it a day and find a way out. Hitting Atlanta's stomach wall a little harder than she had been to get her attention, she called out.

"Hey, it's, uh, getting a bit stuffy in here." She called, "I'll see if I have something to get out, but-"

"Hold still for a second." Someone outside said, close enough for Jenna to hear.

"Wait, me or-?!" Jenna yelled so the woman outside could hear her, but then she felt something happening somewhere above her. Were they going to drag her out or something?

Well, in the meantime Jenna quickly checked her pack for potions, reading the labels by the light of one of her glow-y ones. Frowning, she carefully sifted through the glass bottles, trying to keep her footing as stuff happened around her. After a few minutes of vain sifting, she found there were only violent retching potions. So, sighing in frustration, Jenna took a gulp of rather thick air before speaking to Atlanta again. However, before she could speak, another person, that elf guy, spoke.

"Say miss tiny, I would assume you have something with you that would help make a predator throw up without them having to stick a finger down their throat. Maybe you should use that?"

"Um, I'm dry on 'nice' stomach-escape potions, but if all else fails, I *can* make Atlanta violently retch everywhere." Somehow, Jenna managed to say that in a cheerful tone, "But once I get out I'll work on something a little less painful and disgusting."

"Though I guess it's up to Atlanta - you want to barf or have someone shove their arm down your esophagus?" Then Jenna realized just what kind of a question that was. "You know what? Screw it, and find a puddle or something. I'll need a bath when I get out..."

Pulling out one of her potions comically titled 'violent retch-o 2000', Jenna pulled the stopper out, and after a moments pause to let Atlanta run for somewhere to spill her guts out, held her breath, plugged her nose with her spare hand, and poured the little potion out into the fairy's stomach.

"Hang on to your guts!"

The air once again got cold around Taihaku as she warmed up in her coat. In the company of this group from Safe Harbor, as well as the giantess with them, she felt comfortable using up a little her magic power to do this again. She expended it at an equal rate that one of the rings on her tail helped her replenish it, so that meant she wouldn't exactly run out, but she wasn't yet at full tanks either. Hopefully she'd be able to find some rest once they got to the town.

At the same time, she wasn't yet comfortable showing her face. Like a shy little girl, she stuck close to Richard, hiding her face with the hood of her coat. Of course, he'd probably be affected by her air-cooling technique, but she hadn't thought of that yet. She was too preoccupied with her thoughts and feelings of embarrassment.

(XD Balth I love you! Seriously you are hilarious! You throw a JP reference in there while writing a decent length post! =D Very awesome I do believe you breathed some life back into this RP.)

Atlanta was beginning to get very confused as to what was going on. First Persephone was trying to make her puke, then Gildor was stopping her then the Tiny was- Wait the Tiny was doing what?! Oh crap! Well actually opposite end, but still no fun. She had to get to the bushes and quick! Oooh she could feel it now. She jumped into the bushes and several unpleasant sounds I will not fully describe issued from her body. As well as a the Tiny.

Richard watched Atlanta depart with smirk. "Sigh. I hate it for her, but it's the only thing to teach her not to leave he big mouth-" He stopped in mid sentence and suddenly began to shiver. "Wh-what sorcery is this??" He asked himself then turned around and saw that Taihaku was nearby. He waved a hand near her coat then withdrew it as even his thick gloves were soon covered with light frost. "So that's why you wear such a large fur coat no matter what the temperature is."

About this time Jora returned smacking her lips and let out a lite burp that echoed a bit. "Sorry guys...Didn't mean to take off but I got stressed and well had a lite snack." She said smiling sheepishly. She didn't see why they were looking at her so accusingly. She put her hands on her hips and glared. "Hey! It was just some darkly cloaked thugs not one of you." All the Safe Harbor people relaxed a bit until she added. "Add that shaddy looking girl they were mugging." She stomped over near the others and knelt down. "So are you guys ready to go?"