Beryl and the Quest for Ultimate Boobage

Beryl had sleepily followed the arrows to their intended destination, and was happy to see the bedroll nearby when she found it. She was about to head over to it and place Copyneko down on it when a smallish white flame showed up in the center of the eclosed area. Her brain immediately switched tracks, and she slithered up toward the fire, then circled around it clockwise a few times, coiling her tail around in a circle. She then laid her torso down on top of her tail, and, rather than let go of Copy, shifted her hold on her so that she had one arm over and one under her, holding her close like a child would a stuffed animal. Her grip wasn't especially strong, though - Copy would probably be able to get out of it if she wanted.

Beryl had already fallen asleep by the time Copy had finished all the adjustments she needed to make, so she'd meet no resistance while snuggling up with Beryl once again. Together, the two would sleep nice and soundly until the morning light.
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Beryl awoke with the very dawning of the sun, despite how late it had been when the two had gone to sleep. Out of courtesy, though, she didn't move for fear of waking Copyneko. Still holding the girl in her arms, Beryl looked up towards the blanket covering the area. Beryl smiled and squealed quietly. It was just like the little blanket forts she and her parents used to make! Beryl had to contain her elation at being reminded of such fond times, she reminded herself, or she'd get giddy and wake Copy up.

"Thanks! I did it all by myself!" Beryl said proudly as she looked down at Copy in her arms. Now that she was awake, Beryl would start to move, laying Copy down on her tail before lifting her torso upright and stretching her arms and back.

"...That was a joke, by the way."

"So, what's on today's agenda?" Beryl asked after reading the red-texted compliment in the air. She began doing more athletic stretches; bending over at her hips to touch the dirt with her fingers a few times, twisting her torso with her arms up and elbows bent, leaning her torso back and sliding it up the length of her tail until her hands reached Copy.

"I meant, what does the one to whom I speak plan to do? I'm gonna' continue my quest: find the best breasts in Felarya. I wouldn't mind having a companion, but if she wants to do her own thing, I won't force her."

Beryl smiled to herself. She was so clever referring to Copy in the third person! That silly curse wouldn't get the best of her again, no way.

(I concur. That was incredibly rude of you, Lockheed. Not to mention ignorant as, like Ilceren said, the first post were very clear that this RP is to be a series of one-on-ones - assuming the people Beryl meets don't decide to follow her - meaning that, even if I was going to consider you for the next player to join in, which is unlikely after that little stunt, I would have asked you to wait until I open it up for the next player to be chosen, which is going to be very soon by the looks of things.)

"I'm just wanderin' around, looking for boobies," Beeyl said nonchalantly as she righted her torso, continuing her stretches. She first bent towards the left side, then to the right. "She is free to join me, if she so chooses, though! Company makes plenty!" Beryl suddenly stopped in the middle of a stretch, and began muttering quietly.

"Is that the right...? No no, that was...No, I mixed them, didn't I? Umf, company makes...right? No, no, left. No, wait, what's plenty? ...Was it something about air traffic control...?"

"Who's "she"?" Beryl asked, before immediately realizing what Copy was talking about. "Oh, wait, no, I got-- I'm on the same page now. Anyway, yeah! West sounds good to me! Actually, come to think of it, I sometimes hear tales of a legendary pair of boobs that wander around the northwest of the central forest-jungle. Maybe we'll find them!"

Without waiting for Copy to remove herself from her tail, Beryl picked up her bag, slung it over her left shoulder, and began slithering out from Copyneko's little campsite, excited to get the day rolling.

"I will," Beryl replied simply. "As for the Legendary Boobies, I don't know much. All I've heard is that they're soooo so-so-so-so-so-soooooooo magnificent, that they can put y-- a person in a trance, like, hypontize them, and make them do whatever the boobies want. The legends say that any who gaze upon them are never seen agaiiiin...."

Beryl waved her arms about in circles in front of her to accentuate the mysterious factor of the legend she was reciting.

"But I'm sure we'll be fine, so let's go!" Beryl said, pointing forward as she slithered on to find a new pair of boobs.

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(End scene! Great work everyone! Now, the next scene will begin once a new character and player are chosen to join the RP for the next encounter!)