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Neit just stood there with a panicked look for a second, then darted her head backward to Ryyna, who was just as trapped in the gizzards of finding a way out of this herself. After another pace, you could see the words form in her head even without the weird psionic link. "Screw it! You're probably planning the exact same thing!"
The onyx-coloured woman immediately attached herself to Aryyna's upper chest, kissing her neck and caressing her form desperately. "Please... Forgive me... We wanted to be aroun' your grace, but didn' have tha confidence or tha cash. It was Ryyna's stupid-horrible idea it was. I'm so impression'a'bil when I'm drunk and Alsiif... Well, jus' look at tha airhead." The frantic kissing continued right through the low act. "All we real' wanted was to be close to you, Illharess, your soot-hing grace and startilin' power are things unquantifeeable in tha extreme."
...Well, at least even if Aryyna didn't believe her per say, Neit certainly proved how Drowy she was.
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