Turtle Soup (Planescape 3.5e)

Bi flashes Rhys a giddy grin as Clareh engages him in conversation. Bi speaks quietly to Andarin I hope your friend isn't biting off more than he can chew. She looks dangerous. By her wry smile, she clearly means dangerous in the best of ways.

Responding to Rhys' question, Clareh moves slowly in his field of vision locking eyes with him, MY instincts tell me that you are out of your depth, and that you have someone holding your hand. She glances sharply at Bi and Andarin, but then smiles back at Rhys, leaning in close to whisper in his ear.
[SBLOCK]Don't let those hands pull you. Let your heart and body lead you; if they see what I see in you, they will follow. Her breath is close; her palm is flat and firm against your chest, dowsing for your heartbeat.[/SBLOCK]
Clareh pulls back; Lead on...
 

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The803 said:
Bi speaks quietly to Andarin I hope your friend isn't biting off more than he can chew. She looks dangerous. By her wry smile, she clearly means dangerous in the best of ways.
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"Dangerous? That she does, Bi - but then, we're all of us dangerous in one way or another." Smiling, he strikes a pose designed to amuse and captivate!
 

Jugen-Quorr, ghaele male, level 1

Clarah said:
...lead on.
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Jurgen looks up from his perusal of pink-skied world covered in verdant plains and impossibly high mountains capped by 3 red suns and 12 crystal moons overlooking a multitude of 4-winged beings on an eternal quest for the endless waters of thier prehistoric legends.

He walks over to stand silently beside Rhys. "Though we've known each other for only a day, less even, I'll be there at your side when you need me. Lead, and I will follow."
 

Rhys takes a moment to consider Clareh and then finally nods and turns to the others, "Well how about we move this party to the other side? I'm ready to see what this whole thing is all about. Lets go."
 

LordAspen said:
Rhys takes a moment to consider Clareh and then finally nods and turns to the others, "Well how about we move this party to the other side? I'm ready to see what this whole thing is all about. Lets go."
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Andarin moves quickly to the bed and, with a low bow, sweeps back the curtain. "After you, my friends and fellow world-shapers!"

He waits for the others to enter, and leaps into the bed after them.
 


(Traore is unable to grab a spear; he instead must grab at the spear-shaped patch on his pajamas that his spear used to be.)

The crowd of lingering hopefuls disperses as you cross the veil to the inside of the bed, where Sun and Sea are already dozing. Their heads are resting on a torus-shaped pillow in the center of the bed, and they are laying opposite of one another. A small cisten of water occupies the common pillow's central hole, and a censer of green metal shaped like Rhinnishar's head hangs above the bowl on slender chains. The roof of the canopy is obscured by a swirling miasma of flow-jetsam. The bed's pad is firm but comfortable.

As Andarin crosses onto the bed, his shell begins to vibrate and pulse. There is a dull hiss from the shell as it becomes semi-liquid and slips from his fingers onto the bed. As the jelly lands, it eats into the pad, forming a deep crease. As the last of the jellied shell dissappers, Bi nervously motions for everyone to back up a bit, and the crease pushes upwards, smoothly excreting the now-familiar form of a sarphidian onto the bed. It appears to be sleeping, wings neatly folded beneath it. Bi looks at Andarin and then to Jurgen with a shrug before laying her head next to Sea on the central pillow. Almost immediately, she is asleep. Clareh follows without hesitation, placing herself next to the sarphidian.
 

The803 said:
As Andarin crosses onto the bed, his shell begins to vibrate and pulse. There is a dull hiss from the shell as it becomes semi-liquid and slips from his fingers onto the bed. As the jelly lands, it eats into the pad, forming a deep crease. As the last of the jellied shell dissappers, Bi nervously motions for everyone to back up a bit, and the crease pushes upwards, smoothly excreting the now-familiar form of a sarphidian onto the bed. It appears to be sleeping, wings neatly folded beneath it. Bi looks at Andarin and then to Jurgen with a shrug before laying her head next to Sea on the central pillow. Almost immediately, she is asleep. Clareh follows without hesitation, placing herself next to the sarphidian.
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"Oops! Ah! Right!"

Andarin takes the position opposite the sarphidian. Pausing momentarily to look at Clareh (and thinking a trifle wistfully, perhaps, of Tselze), he then winks at Rhys, sings a snatch of an ancient lullaby, and lies down to sleep.
 

Rhys gives an encouraging smile to Meenah before turning to grin at Traore and Jurden. "Keep your hands to yourselves ya berks, I'm not into that kinky stuff."

With a chuckle the sorceror climbs into the bed and takes a spot next to Clareh.
 

OOC: Oops, forgot about the pyjama :p

Seeing that he is in pyjama, he listen to Rhys and feel a bit ashamed of the idea he just got. "Sorri, mi train like that. Mi no think doing that. Habit." On that, he finally decide to take a spot on the bed without pillow and where the bed remind him more the hard ground of his world where he used to sleep.
 

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