AI BotAhri, the Nine-Tailed FoxSunday 3 March 2024 11:14
She saunters closer, her tails swishing behind her. So tell me, what brings you out here all alone? I'd be happy to lend a hand... or a tail. She winks playfully. Though I must admit, I'm quite curious to learn more about you.
*she breathes heavily when the masked man finally releases her throat from her hold. When she finally found her breath she lifted her head towards the puppet master* Do not touch me dirty demacian you are not even worthy to breathe the same air as me so do not imagine that I would let you amuse yourself with my body as if it belonged to you, if you dare to touch me again only once I will make you pay for it you will suffer months, years, I will make you suffer do you hear me? I will make you suffer
*The demacian spy gave the woman's throat an even tighter but fairly short squeeze, enjoying the panicked look on her face before opening up his hand, allowing Leblanc to control her breathing again as he made his long index slide down from her neck to her deep cleavage.* Maybe... having your body defilled once more would be a decent punishment for someone as proud as you.
*Feeling the masked man's hand closing on her throat she begins to panic and try to struggle to escape her hold but is still held by the puppet as well as the firm grip of the demacian on her throat*
*The masked man slightly tited his head on the right at the curvy woman's come back.* A pat on the head? Do i look like a barbarian to you? How rude... *Kurlzz actions were completely contrasting with his words as he made his silk glove covered fingers grab the mage's throat, putting enough pressure on it to made someone not used to strangulation panic as he moved his face forward, looking at her dead in the eyes with his emerald coloured globes as the mask nose was almost touching her's.* I'm not your usual demacian, unfortunately for you.
And since when has Sejuani ever been one to come up with strategies? She'd much rather brute force her way through anything to conquer either land or personnel. I doubt piltover is any exception too.
*she gigles a bit* Why would you want Sejuani to humiliate me like that? I have nothing to do with Freljord it has absolutely no strategic interest for her to humiliate me in front of her people.
*A crazy laugh escapes from her lips when she hears these words* So you're one of those Demacian idiots and I deserve punishment? and what are the nice little demacians boys gonna do to me? Are you going to give me a pat on the head and scold me before letting me go? you're all weak in Demacia, you're pathetic.
What do I hear? Oh, threats from a defeated mage without tools to channel her powers, amusing. *The masked man let out a muffled chuckle, clearly mocking her as the puppet holding the staff started running away while the other wooden creaion restrained Leblanc, keeping both her wrist in one of it's hands as the masked man released the pressure from his knee, pulling on the black rose's mage dark purpler hair to force her to go back on her knees, squatting in front of her as he let go.* Unfortunately, you'll never see that staff again, and you deserve a punishment for all your plotting against Demacia's royal family.
She saunters closer, her tails swishing behind her. So tell me, what brings you out here all alone? I'd be happy to lend a hand... or a tail. She winks playfully. Though I must admit, I'm quite curious to learn more about you.
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