a tiny snack (open to anyone!)

"Hehe" Jor laughed and scratched her head embarassedly. Then she noticed the newcomer's presence with her predator sense. She turned to face an individual with striking green eyes. She recognized a fellow warrior. Her tail however had a mind of it's own. The crystal spade tipped demoness tail would snake around and wrap around the ankle of the newcomer as she sat down. Jor would blush and apologize, saying "Sorry, I'm new to this demoness form. What's your name, stranger?"

"Priss." she answered, looking at Jor. With growing Interest, it seemed: "You seem to be a nice one. Looking around... You all seem to get along quite well, right? This is very relaxing."
And as Priss decided to relax herself a bit too - Donna Diana got aware of her - and her World of Thoughts - her own `Psychoverse´, so to say. The Sorceress looked at this truly carnivorous Woman - seeing, she not only was a very powerful and fast Creature - but also highly trained and educated - in many Terms. So she asked her: "I hope You want to stay here for a While?"
"Depends on what this will cost..." Priss released some Smoke Rings.
Donna Diana smiled: "Well - let´s make a Deal then. Train her in the Way You move - and You can stay for free."
Priss looked at the Sorceress - who pointed at Jor. And then she was `ambushed´ by Shelley, who gave her the Mug with brown Ale, leaned over the Bar Desk - and kissed Priss on her Nose: "Mheheee... Your Nose is totally cute!"
Now pretty disorientated Priss looked at this strange, whitehaired Girl, touching her own Nose with a surprisingly vulnerable Look in her Eyes: "You... think? Really?"
"Theheee, yes - I think, I like You. Don´t know You yet - but that can be changed instantly!" Shelley nodded and Donna Diana asked - with a knowing Smile: "Now say - do we have a Deal?"

"Nice to meet you, Priss. My name is Jor." She responded as the girl introduced herself. Then Priss commented on the relaxed atmosphere, and Jor nodded. "Well, I can't say if this is how it usually is, but everyone that I've met so far seems quite nice." Suddenly, Diana broke into the conversation and Jor quieted down to listen to what she had to say. To her surprise, Diana struck a deal with Priss. From what Jor gathered, it seemed that Priss was also to be her teacher. "Priss-sama" She whispered, trying it out. She smiled wide and hoped that she would accept. Suddenly, Priss was ambushed by Shelley who gave her a mug of ale and kissed her nose. Jor burst out laughing as Shelley said ""Theheee, yes - I think, I like You. Don´t know You yet - but that can be changed instantly!" Amidst the laughter, she managed to get out. "That's Shelley, for you." She waited for Priss to decide almost impatiently, her tail beating a rhythm on the floor and scouring grooves into it.

sprix made his way back into the rafters

Curious as ever Priss looked after the small Neera - as Shelley `attacked´ again: This Time she tickled Priss under her Chin as she looked up - and did make her purr like Heck.
"Ohh - she´s so sweet - can we keep her?" Shelley asked and Donna Diana became big Eyes, her Smile grew - and she almost bursted of Laughter.
Then Priss realized what was going on - and she blushed. She looked at Donna Diana, saying: "Okay, very funny. Say, why do You think I `move´ different from others?"
"Because You do." Donna Diana answered. She continued: "I bet You can run with high Speed over the Roofs of this Castle - even over the Roofs of a whole District in Negav without getting tired, right?"
"I can." Priss nodded - and Donna Diana smiled.
"She can do this, too - but she don´t know this yet. So You have to tell her that - and to show her." she replied - and Priss looked at Jor, measuring her Body, estimating her Efficiency and her Muscle Mass. Then the feline Woman nodded at the Sorceress: "Should be no big Deal. You are right - she can do this."
Priss looked at Jor again and said: "Okay - we will do this. You will learn how to outrun Assassins on the Roofs - even if they are Neko-Assassins. You are big enough, strong enough and Your Limbs are long enough. We will give the native Nekos a Show they wil never forget, I swear..."
"Oh, this is perfect - like there really is a Masterplan at Work - but this Time it´s mine, haha..." Donna Diana said, obviously pleased.

Jor laughed even harder as Priss began to purr. She stuck a finger in her mouth and bit down to stop herself from laughing, her teeth clacking on her crystal skin. Tilting her head curiously as Priss examined her, she waited. Then Priss said yes, and Jor smiled wide. "Yes, ma'am. Please take good care of me." Jor'a ears perked up at the statement Diana-sama made about her master plan, but her attention was focused entirely on Priss, staring her straight in the eyes.

Then Priss did something unexpected - she leaned heavily at Jor and said: "You really get along well here. I want this, too."
Nudging her Head at Jor´s Neck, Priss began to purr again, releasing a deep vibrating Infrasound. Then she looked at Fabienne - and the young Seal was a little afraid of this charismatic Predator Being, watching him through her green Eyes with these elegantly swung Brows, her heavy Eyelids, which made her look tired and disinterested at the same Time. But her now focussing, stinging oval Pupils did tell another Story - she observed him. Hard.
"Who is this? He smells like Ocean - I like this." Priss whispered to Jor, while leaning onto her.

As Jor was sitting down, their heads were level and so it took her entirely by surprise as Priss nudged her head into her neck and began to purr. The vibrations reverberated through Jor's body and she shivered delightfully. With trembling hands, she embraced Priss cradling her close and whispering into her ear. "I'm sure there is a place for you here. I wouldn't mind sharing mine with you." Her words were layered with innocent affection and admiration and also seductive lust. Jor let Priss lean into her as she glanced over to Fabienne. Jor's tail shot out and latched around Fabienne's wrists pulling him in-between them. "This cutie is Fabienne. He's simply too cute for his own good." Looking down at Fabienne, she teased "Aren't you lucky? Stuck between two sexy preds who have taken a liking to you."

Priss looked at him - and her Expression totally softened: "You... are so adorable!"
Stuck between Jor and Priss Fabienne looked a little unsure - and covered by the long Trenchcoat of Priss, no one could see a Thing - and some Men at the Tables began wildcatting what exactly was happening there at the Bar. Whatever it was - they seemed to be sure this little blonde Shrimp surely was one lucky Bastard. So Fabienne was standing between the two Barstools of Priss and Jor, reaching perhaps to their Sternum, cuddled between their Chests and trapped between their Legs. And Fabienne had to admit - seeing this all - and regarding his Admiration for Women with long Legs wearing tight Pants, he again was on the best Way to collapse. So Priss asked him concerned: "Hey - You okay? You look a little pale..."

"Isn't he, though? You're also adorable, though." Jor said, looking into Priss' intense, green eyes. They were eyes that you'd get lost in, and Jor found herself drawn to them. This was the same reaction she had felt with Fabienne and now that she was a succubus, the feeling was only more intense. She needed the two of them now. Her tail curled possessively around their ankles, and she tried to tell them what she felt. "Uh...Both of you, please listen. I... feel something when I'm around you. I think... I think... Ah, screw it." She gave them both a kiss on the lips. Her crystalline skin hardened, expecting her to be shoved away, even attacked. Silently, she begged. Please let them feel the same way.

sprix sat and watched priss, wanting to be eaten by her later.

Priss looked at them both. Originally she was coming from a finished `Job´ this Night - and she did finish quite a Lot this Time. Then she came here - finally she had Time to look after this strange Building that appeared some Time ago, where a big Rock was standing before. And now...
"Can... I say something?" Fabienne asked quietly. Even Ivy and Craven were listening, Shelley looked at this cozy Bunch - and Donna Diana was listening, too - and so was Vortrigan.
"Well... most of You know I am an Artist - I make Figurines out of crystalized Water. It´s not like Ice - it is more dense*. So I´m in Shapes of all Kind. But... I am not like all the other Guys."
"I thought so." Vortrigan smiled.
"See... most of my Sex Mates are pretty simple - looking for a Girl, drag her into the next Bed and get it over with. For me, this is Way too profane - too primitive. I am sure there is much more to discover - and You sure know I´m right." the young Seal said and Bron nodded: "Well, I am no Artist and too dumb to put it into such Words - but I totally agree."
"Then there is the Fact that I am far away to be a `Model Man´, but I think I can thank whoever made me for that. I don´t know what You see in me and what You are expecting from me - but that I´m allowed to be this near to two such wonderful Persons as You two are, this is honouring me in a Way I never thought possible."
`Man - this is almost poetic!´ Shelley thought, and everyone with fine Ears could hear how Fabienne´s brave little Heart was pounding pretty hard, as he continued: "I really would like to experience You, just as You are right now - to see, feel and admire every Square Inch of Your Bodies... and live to see how such admirable Predator Ladies, thank You for this Term, Farn..."
"No Problem, Brother!" the small Guy smiled.
"I want to live to see how You Predator Ladies are hunting and eating, too - just being near You makes me feel numb by the Overload of all my Senses. But I really... want this." Fabienne closed his Confession. And then... Silence. No one - not even Ivy or Donna Diana had heared something like this in their whole Lifetime. This was... unique. Then Shelley said: "Man - You could write pretty hard Novels, too - I swear! And I would read them - even without Light!"

*crystalized Water, also known as Ice VII. It arises out of Water under very high Pressure - like an estimated Depth of 60 km. So it is more dense as Ice and doesn´t float. And once it is created - it will stay this Way.

sprix used the opportunity to drop secretly into priss's hair

Priss was baffled - no one had called her admirable - or something alike. Then... she felt something on her Head: "Huh? What was that?"

(can she have a bag?)
sprix quickly looked for somewhere to hide

(Oh - her Trenchcoat is full of Pockets.)

Feeling on her Head - there was nothing. Good - she really was confused - but felt very good here, with these People. They all seem to be uniquie in their own Ways.

sprix quickly leapt off her head, landing in one of her trenchcoat pockets, not to be seen until later

Jor sat still awaiting something to happen to her, when suddenly she heard Fabienne ask if he could speak. Cautiously, she cracked open an eye and listened carefully. "Well... most of You know I am an Artist - I make Figurines out of crystalized Water. It´s not like Ice - it is more dense*. So I´m in Shapes of all Kind. But... I am not like all the other Guys." That's right. He was an artist. Jor nodded hesitatingly, unsure of where he was going with this. "Then there is the Fact that I am far away to be a `Model Man´, but I think I can thank whoever made me for that. I don´t know what You see in me and what You are expecting from me - but that I´m allowed to be this near to two such wonderful Persons as You two are, this is honouring me in a Way I never thought possible." Jor was still somewhat disoriented, yet it seemed that he wasn't outright disgusted by the kiss. Then came the words she was waiting for, leaving her in shock. "I really would like to experience You, just as You are right now - to see, feel and admire every Square Inch of Your Bodies... and live to see how such admirable Predator Ladies, thank You for this Term, Farn..."I want to live to see how You Predator Ladies are hunting and eating, too - just being near You makes me feel numb by the Overlad of all my Senses. But I really... want this." " Jor raised her hands to her mouth, and cried tears of joy. "Thank you for accepting me from the beginning. You have no idea what that meant to me." She then looked at Priss, wondering what her answer would be.

Still a bit irritated by this odd Feeling on her Head, Priss looked at the two, saying: "I... am not disturbing?"
"I think not." Vortrigan said and Farn mentioned: "But I think a few Guys over there at the Tables will be pretty jealous of Fabienne."
"This doesn´t matter - if they will try to bully him, he will show them their Places." Craven mentioned laconically: "Believe it or not - he really is good at this."
And Fabienne blushed once again: "I do not like Fighting, but I am able to. And I think, Jor likes You as well, Priss."

sprix hid in her pocket, hoping she hadn't felt him fall in. just to be sure, he got an invisibility potion out, ready to use it.

When Priss asked if she was disturbing, Jor shook her head furiously. But then Fabienne tells Priss, that she liked her as well, and Jor swallows nervously. Jor averts her eyes, while still looking occasionally towards Priss to judge her reaction. Her throat has gone dry, and her stomach feels woozy. To those with fine ears, it would sound as if her heart was trying to pump its way out of her chest.

(braaaaaaaaaaaaanduuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuur)

(Would You please stop this? This is annoying like heck!)

"Well..." Priss said, quite unsure: "...where I come from, most of my own Comrades were afraid of me - because I´m different... It still takes some Time for me realizng that here this seems to mean nothing."
"It really doesn´t matter - in Fact we like You the Way You are. I don´t know You this long now - but what I see is a very elegant but also deadly Being with a wonderful Appearance. Just like Jor is." Fabienne said in his quite Way. Priss whispered: "You have any Idea, what I am able to do?"
"Now... I can see You are somewhat like a big, strong Neko..." he answered and she nodded: "Yeah - this was the Name most of the People here gave me. At Home they feared me because of my... Mouth." the feline Woman whispered. Fabienne smiled in his shy Manner and said: "Actually - I like Your Mouth, too."
Priss looked at him and asked: "Really? It is big and full of... big sharp Teeth..."
"You should be proud of this. We both like this - many of our Friends do." the Seal replied - and then Priss bowed down a bit and showed him her Mouth - perhaps to be sure. Like any big Feline she could open her Jaws up to 110°, showing impressive carnivorous Fangs, her flat, rough Tongue and her stretched Throat with only a Suggestion of an Uvula - so he could see pretty deep down, where her laryngal Flap was showing behind her Tongue - and strong Muscles were opening her deep red Esophagus. Slowly this Maw sank down towards Fabienne´s Face, so he could realize the Fact, that the Throat of a big Feline is almost dry. Moist, but not wet. Suddenly Priss could feel his fine Chin on her Tongue - and his Nose rubbing at her Throatbow, as Fabienne said right into her Maw: "See? I trust You - and You are wonderful in here, too."
Baffled Priss closed her Mouth and Fabienne said: "Both of You are just wonderful in there... It may sound odd, but I really wouldn´t mind being devoured by You two. Going down with the Head first must be..."
"...deadly. No one did this voluntarily til now. My Prey always struggled, begged and cried." Priss whispered. Vortrigan was this amazed, he said: "Okay, Fabienne - I know who is gonna write our Song Texts!"  
"Really? Who?" Fabienne asked and Ivy gave herself a Facepalm.
"Okay - I think I have to organize some fitting Instruments!" Donna Diana decided and Shelley said: "And I can tell You where to get them!"

Jor remained silent. She knew very well what it was like to have such a bloody past. It changes you, makes you a stranger to even yourself. Oh, yes. She knew. For they shared similar pasts. Regardless, her brow rose in amusement as Voltrigan said he had figured out who would be writing the song texts and that Diana had to go get the instruments. Seems there was some fun to be had tonight. Though then she remembered. Wait, if this is that band thing then...that makes me the singer doesn't it? That was what he had said, right?