“They travel to Hargeon that often?” Dederik thought to himself as he listened to Sariel’s reply. He himself only went to places within a twenty minute walk from the barracks regurally, then again he was also a foreigner to the land and had only been in the country for six months. Some thing that he had sought to change to make his temporary stay just a little more bearable on him, even more so with the memories that residing in a barracks brought back.
His red gaze idly watched the woman as she rifled through the captain’s pockets, the night air sending a slight shiver down his spine. Noticing flying object hurling towards him he caught it, noting the swishing sound from a liquid coming from within it. “Only one vay to find out.” He replied as he studied the flask. The material it was crafted of he could not tell as he held it in his hands. It didn’t feel like any metal, gems, or standard crafting material that he knew of… it felt as warm as some one’s still beating flesh, and around certain portions it even seemed to be reminiscent of a gentle caress of smooth skin.
Upon actual, optical inspection the reason as to why was soon revealed. On one side of the flask was the image of a scantily clad woman with her head leaned back and hands cupped before her mouth as if she was catching something. A pulsing, violet liquid almost seemed to be pouring down like a small waterfall from the top of the flask, flowing into her hands and mouth while some splashed over her body. It moved and caused her body to glow as if magical liquid was actually falling down onto her. On the other side was the image of the same woman, only this time she had cat ears sprouting from her head and a neko tail wrapped almost teasingly around her waist. Instead of drinking, the neko version had her arms almost in the midst of rubbing the liquid into her bare flesh, eyes and mouth closed as if she was bathing in it. Turning it back around curiously, the first woman was replaced by yet another in a different position, but still drinking the liquid.
“Zis, must be zee good stuff…” Dederik said as he opened the cap and lean his head back, to take a long drink of it to warm his flesh after being in the ocean for hours on end, and standing partially naked in the cool air. “I don’t see vey not.” Dederik replied to Naomi as he capped the flask and tucked it into the pants he stole, already feeling a tingling warmth spread throughout his entire body. Whatever was in that flask, it was the good stuff indeed. “Und of course I vould make a great knight, or else I vouldn’t have chosen zis career.” He replied with a confident smile. Before turning his attention back to the steering wheel, keeping an eye on the navigation lacrima every now and again to make sure nothing was going wrong; completely ignoring the misfire and commotion it caused as the tingling sensation continued to flow through his veins, although it was now pulsing with his heart and for some strange reason was concentrated mainly on his tailbone area and the top of his head. Unknown to him however, the cause being a pair of soft cat ears and tail as white as snow began to sprout from his body, just as it had shown on the flask.
His red gaze idly watched the woman as she rifled through the captain’s pockets, the night air sending a slight shiver down his spine. Noticing flying object hurling towards him he caught it, noting the swishing sound from a liquid coming from within it. “Only one vay to find out.” He replied as he studied the flask. The material it was crafted of he could not tell as he held it in his hands. It didn’t feel like any metal, gems, or standard crafting material that he knew of… it felt as warm as some one’s still beating flesh, and around certain portions it even seemed to be reminiscent of a gentle caress of smooth skin.
Upon actual, optical inspection the reason as to why was soon revealed. On one side of the flask was the image of a scantily clad woman with her head leaned back and hands cupped before her mouth as if she was catching something. A pulsing, violet liquid almost seemed to be pouring down like a small waterfall from the top of the flask, flowing into her hands and mouth while some splashed over her body. It moved and caused her body to glow as if magical liquid was actually falling down onto her. On the other side was the image of the same woman, only this time she had cat ears sprouting from her head and a neko tail wrapped almost teasingly around her waist. Instead of drinking, the neko version had her arms almost in the midst of rubbing the liquid into her bare flesh, eyes and mouth closed as if she was bathing in it. Turning it back around curiously, the first woman was replaced by yet another in a different position, but still drinking the liquid.
“Zis, must be zee good stuff…” Dederik said as he opened the cap and lean his head back, to take a long drink of it to warm his flesh after being in the ocean for hours on end, and standing partially naked in the cool air. “I don’t see vey not.” Dederik replied to Naomi as he capped the flask and tucked it into the pants he stole, already feeling a tingling warmth spread throughout his entire body. Whatever was in that flask, it was the good stuff indeed. “Und of course I vould make a great knight, or else I vouldn’t have chosen zis career.” He replied with a confident smile. Before turning his attention back to the steering wheel, keeping an eye on the navigation lacrima every now and again to make sure nothing was going wrong; completely ignoring the misfire and commotion it caused as the tingling sensation continued to flow through his veins, although it was now pulsing with his heart and for some strange reason was concentrated mainly on his tailbone area and the top of his head. Unknown to him however, the cause being a pair of soft cat ears and tail as white as snow began to sprout from his body, just as it had shown on the flask.
