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The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

Started by Marian Hawke, Dec 13, 2018, 07:17 pm

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Haliel Lightsong

"Oh!" Haliel, somehow, turns a brighter red. Mostly by virtue of actually glowing a delicate pink color brightly enough to read fine print at a dozen paces. "Um. With each other?"
I am the Light of My Soul.

Isabela

"Yes, though I'm open to other configurations if you are," she purrs. 
"Our mistakes make us who we are"

Marian Hawke

Marian does her best attempt to die on the spot.
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Haliel Lightsong

"There's more than one?" Lighstong squawks in a strangled tone, mind whirling with ideas she's simply never gotten around to considering.
I am the Light of My Soul.

Isabela

"Oh, yes," she purrs. "Why, if you like, you, me, and your friend here can find someplace private and I can teach you all about it."
"Our mistakes make us who we are"

Marian Hawke

Marian opens her mouth, but not a sound comes out. Lightsong-- but she'll say no-- but that'd be -- but-- but--
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Haliel Lightsong

Haliel just stares, blinking and dazed. After a long moment, her mouth opens and a vaguely questioning noise comes out. That's allowed? That's a possibility? More than could that work where would legs would that make Marian want is that allowed? Her mouth closes and she swallows thickly, head slowly shifting her gaze to Marian.
I am the Light of My Soul.

Marian Hawke

Marian swallows, still bright red. Then swallows again. Nope. Still no words. 
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Isabela

Isabela throws an arm around each of them, grinning. "You two are a matched set, you know. Identical shades."
"Our mistakes make us who we are"

Haliel Lightsong

Haliel whimpers softly, not pulling away. Confused or not, having the soft warmth of a person pressed against is nice- other than a few hugs from Marian, this is more touch than she's gotten from someone outside of spars and combat in over a decade. "What is even huh? 
I am the Light of My Soul.

Isabela

"Sex, generally -- one of my talents," she purrs. "As your friend here can attest to."
"Our mistakes make us who we are"

Marian Hawke

Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Haliel Lightsong

Haliel takes a deep gulp of air, trying to focus. Okay. Okay. This- Miss Isabela is offering to... have sex with me. With us. both of us. At once? I think at once. Which is... confusing? And interesting. And scary. And...  "Marian?" she croaks out. "Do you... would you... want..."
I am the Light of My Soul.

Marian Hawke

She nods again before she can stop herself. "Um, but, no pressure, or..."
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Haliel Lightsong

"I-" She swallows thickly. "Yes okay it's really intimidating and weird and overwhelming but I want it anyway even though I think I'm going to be terrible and ruin everything and disappoint you and I love you but I'm not enough for you but maybe I can learn to be okay enough that-"
I am the Light of My Soul.

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