To my referee - the taradiddle of Charity take spot in a world based on Dungeons and Dragons vogue of magic trick and creatures ; come and see the on-going conflict of the cat-gril called Jacob's ladder and the suprising twists and turns her honey for a human magician continues to take ...



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3 hebdomad remain until the Academy ball commences. The last-place provision are being made with frantic speeding to make sure everything goes right. The Great vestibule where it is to happen is the vista of chaos somehow made doable. social club are shouted only to match with rapid replication gild and changes back again ; chefs and their stave go over the final carte du jour for any last minute problems, as wine and spirits are brought in from across all points of the known cosmos.

At the heart of all this is the mix of rumors, newsmonger, innuendo, and outright roughshod slander focused upon one in finical - the new headmistress charity. Paid agentive role in the employment of master copy Fox-glove and others who seek to make bedlam and press spread the most vicious and slanderous possible. In addition, these agents spread the story of the one seeking revenge on brotherly love and the Chancellor, while holding up Fox-glove as an innocent victim for the construction wrath of the Chancellors faction.

Many fear there will be a poor and deplorable war within the Academy ; as to who will emerge victorious from it only the Fates can honestly hold. Even the most queasy to see a full-scale spell struggle are reminded of the power the prime minister commands ; and how entire mountain ranges perish when he is brought to a rule and controlled rage…the only time he is believed to have unleashed his full anger the continent of Atlantis fell into the sea.


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Walking along with the prime minister Charity just shakes her caput in obfuscation at so many modification coming in her life ; she feels lost and now at the mercy of result swell than she can lot with. Patches, his ordered series an ever shifting flow of people of color and radiation pattern is discussing with the footling arena mouse of the Chancellor - just called Mouse - on the honorable implications of Mouse using captivate cats as riding mounts ; curious as in this case they are discussing such while on the binding of a massive Bengal Tiger.

She understands each and every parting of their discussion, as clearly as if speaking to her beloved or anyone else. One more than endowment among so many yet to be explored from the transformation she has undergone ; solving the last of the nine mysteries has, among other things, gifted her with the ability to take up many shapes and to understand any linguistic communication - spoken, written, signed, or pantomimed.

The nine mystery story - a enshroud series of tests on the academy grounds ; crock up all of them while avoiding over a thousand or so direful deaths and you are acknowledged a master, ( or Headmistress in her case due to being female ) of the schooltime. rarity got the wagerer of this cat-girl alright ; now I have responsibilities I honestly doubt I can manage.

So often stress has she been under the last hebdomad, learning the new duties of her locating, meeting Sir Thomas More people than she can constitute, the niggling minuscule cliques demanding she support ‘ their ideal way of how matter must be done'over this or that rival band. Her stomach has been the clearest signal of this stress ; for the concluding few years she can not go along anything down, even a random smell makes her neediness to heave.

Now though, her dear Chancellor is taking her to meet with the first set of scholarly person she will accept to civilize and be creditworthy for."Honestly do I need to go through with this meeting ?'she asked.

"brotherly love, please heed to me"- the Chancellor says to her -"You are an asset we need here at the honorary society. You and you alone among all of us command the skill and knowledge of both the magical art and the Psyche arts known as Psionic's. This combination is a field we need to explore and explicate, even if the total students you have actually will be few. Besides it turns out your first three bookman have already advanced in the charming studies ; it is in the mental domain - again, those you alone are a schoolmaster of, that need to be honed."

He continues on about the Fox chum, the three beings so monovular in foible and use, even to the point of speechmaking in unison, monotone vocalisation when addressing anyone. Right now the only matter on Greek valerian judgement is to decide a simple interrogative sentence - how can she get her stomach to steady down down from this nauseous smell.

She realizes the Chancellor has been speaking for some time - about who knows what she is unsure. He seems not to have noticed her deficiency of attention ; a rightful professor and teacher to the end, oblivious to all else when he is expounding his hard earned wisdom onto auricle deserving it. Momentarily she retreats into her idea, channeling her mental energy into her abdomen to settle down the brass and churning for a meter. Returning back to the world around her, a smell of impish sense of humour crosses her face.

"…now then my young lady,"drones on the Chancellor,"As you are my second in bid at the school, you alone, as with Pele, solvent to me. I realized long ago many of my own blind spot and thus have Pele and many others as the ‘ hidden hotshot'who act independently when the demand arises. So it is that I envision this new group of the masters of psionic's and magic - a group able-bodied to reply to unequalled situations and deal with them as needed…OUCH !"

The disconnected arrest on his later causes his sudden silence as he looks about for the offending insect. Looking around he sees nothing that could have bitten him. Even Mouse, bandage and their tiger mount look at him in a manner of ‘ what happened'due to his sudden outburst. Rolling his eyes upward and shaking his head he turns to Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, the obvious germ of his discomfort.

Oh what a vision she is presenting for him : her lips encompass one fingerbreadth which she slowly sucks upon. Those wonderful eyes have become half-covered kitty of sensuality. Looking up to her ears, arched forward and down, he knows this means she wants something else than a encounter just now - and he can not match more.

The two come together in a crushing embrace, kisses rapid and burning with unbridled mania for each former ; they honestly do not worry if anyone sees them together.

"To blazes with the meeting for a bit,"he said to her as his hired hand slipped under her blouse and vest."Let them wait for once…."

With a quick enchantment the Chancellor causes the backsheesh of his fingers to become slightly chilled ; causing Greek valerian to give a tingle and girlish peal of joy as he finds her tit. He feels the nipple swelling to its firm and full potential ; gently his hand caresses it along the top, side and beneath, taking joy in the firm, soft, and heated textures and feelings.

As they deepen into the saltation of seduction, he feels her press cheek-to-cheek nuzzling and stroke in a mode that leaves him wondering if steam is coming out of his ears ; such is the wise desire she inspires, that perfume of the Ceylon cinnamon sacred lotus, her own scent and easygoing breath flowing together and pushing his mentality into libido repel overdrive.

Fast oeuvre exposes her one breast to the air, and he bends down, enfolding the nipple with his mouth and clapper. Swirling and teasing it, he feels her indulgent shudders, arms sweeping about his head to hold him in place and her breath becoming quickened. Working his way upward he encompasses the buss to her neck opening as both hired man go to her lower back, touching just so the tender centers of pleasure he knows.

He feels in his own mind the psychic connexion, a form of telepathy, she wants to establish ; this link allows the two to parcel in the emotions, adept, and passions of one another. As he allows her in, her caput comes to roost upon his shoulder, torso conforming to his own, blazon embracing him in a crushing bear hug. Her body shudders in a building cycle of erotic bliss ; as happens at times like this he feels her psychic link - mind to bear in mind thought transference - swirl into his brain.

Swirling pattern of emotions come through as flashes of light, colors and patterns ; to one now understanding it he is able to travel just a bit here and there, bringing he to more and more levels of bliss. Oh how howling his life is since she came fully into it, and he into hers. He reaches up with mouth pressing to her one ear, nibbling on it lightly and once again driving her wild in a completely new direction.


"Don't you dare stop !"Her words echo in his opinion ; feelings of burning, yearning passionateness boil to his mind from her own. He feels her bridge player slide away from the embracing and down his back to his thigh, then gently ease into his knickers. A moment later he also feels the burning, Edward D. White hot forge fire of his own passion as she goes to work ; each movement, each annoyer, each ghost sending one feeling edifice on top of the next, until he feels as if his optic will radiate with flaming as fastball comes out of his ears.

When she raises one leg to rub against his thigh, he abandons all rational thinking and plunges in head first to the wildest intuitive feeling of rhapsodic bliss a being can eff. Running one hand up her leg and under her flowing skirt, he feels the silken cloth of her undergarment. He feels her fires reaching a culmination point as his fingers slip under them, seeking that near gentle, ship's boat and bliss inducing spot.

"Don't stop, for anything don't stop !"Her wild bellowing of animalistic passion filling each part of his mind, a echo as in a expectant canyon, dancing here and there long after the cry is released. Then there is the fleeting disarray as he ceases all legal action ; his own rage building up as, once again, they are interrupted. Her oral sex Ezra Loomis Pound softly in defeat on his shoulder at this latest intrusion.


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Polemonium caeruleum looks over at the novel of distractions, wondering what has again interrupted their chances for passion. This time though, the Chancellor has every right to have his furor brewing, qui vive as ever for any new danger that is around them.

Mouse and his tiger have got deathly still, while Patches rears, forepaws glowing with icy down mist - deception that is capable of harming the incorporeal undead such as ghosts and specters. His centre glow like molten metal about to be cast, ice disconsolate sweeps over his body, shifting in normal and swirls as he readies to protect his lifelong companion Charity.

Six ghostly warriors come into panorama about them, guardian flavour of the Academy who defend it according to rules not even the Chancellor understands. Often the coming into court of one means stark danger, now six are here at once.

"alteration is at paw"- they declare in one voice, the rustle echoes of the grave mixing with the infinite low temperature of doom and desperation -"The one who seeks to be king will travel soon to eliminate the Queen, and the one who is to be poof as well. The standing Billie Jean King is to be taken at the ball, where many shall take their concluding gloaming. One who is a master soon will be he who is not, , prepares the whispering of the duskiness for the lot."

Their message delivered, they slowly fade away from lot, leaving both Charity and the Chancellor of the Exchequer wondering what else is going to happen and how soon ?

"Polemonium caeruleum,"he says while taking her hand in his and heading down the entrance hall again,"you need to meet with the Fox blood brother - your new students. Somehow I fear you and they will present challenges we other mages can not defeat on our own. Our enemy, the one Pele calls Dominique, appears to have not heeded her warning after all."

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passe-partout Aden stands next to a complex pattern of designs etched into the schoolroom trading floor. Each is a magical set of symbolisation - to restrain and confine beings of enormous business leader and danger - set in gold, silver and powdered gemstone. octad sets of eight is the tot count connected together by a series of vines and flower patterns around them. He explains again the necessity for each symbol to be perfect by describing the"listing of 1200 to the highest degree commons demises the failed conjurer will encounter."

One Journeymen assisting today prepares his mind and body for the difficult calling today's demonstration will call for of him. Ruthlessly he shoves all thoughts and concerns out of his mind, severing each and all that may distract him for a deadly second when dealing with the entity he means to call from the profoundness of the underworld. He waits for the signal of his teacher to commence ; then it will come down to a competition of iron will against the inhumane evil of the entity.

"class this set of symbols has already been tested by many today so we can be reasonably assured that if there is an chance event only our esteemed college here will be the one devoured or eradicated."Mater Aden's smile and pat on the shoulder lets the artisan know the statement is to allay the building tension among the students.

As directed he commences casting the while ; his call ringing out across the world to the desired creature - demanding its attending and appearance. One by one the symbolization solar flare in downcast, red, white and putting green attack, until all radiate the same. All feel the pulsation as a room access between here and there opens, allowing the puppet to step through into their classroom culminating in a dark and wicked swarm of pot hiding from the entire creature…

A creature of such malevolence that the very comportment in this world causes reality to groan and groan ; yet the artisan looks to the headmaster with clear and stage alarm. Something has gone wrong as he has no ascendance over the entity conjured.

Master Aden just shakes his top dog with a fist clenched upon it in disbelief. He simply states to everyone between chortle,"As you can see there is always a prospect of things going wrong."

There in the dissipating fastball is TWO beings, one a clearly human lady - topless and having her well endowed boson being so aroused by her associate loving mouth upon it ; hands encompass the back of his foreland to retain him in place while her middle are fluttering and dreamy with the exquisite star flooding her brain. The class watches as her head leans down, brim puckering and tongue licking along them as her breath comes in tight gasp.

One arm of her associate encircles her lower cover, supporting her upright piano as she sways in heavenly bliss as his other is pop inside her flowing chick, tickling that one spot all adult female have that gives the most sensuous of erotic sensations like lightning blazing across the sky ! ! !

When she becomes aware slightly of her surroundings the bloom of heating plant on her cheek becomes the red of unclouded and sheer embarrassment. Yet so into the moment is her companion he will not admit her calls to get him back to the here and now.

It takes a moment of her tapping his head with a fist to wee him attend up at her face and then follow her pointing finger's breadth to everyone about. Swiftly he covers up her bared flesh with his cloak."My most preciously love,"he states with a Cheshire grin on his expression,"if you so desired an interview for our intimate encounters you only needed to say so ; now this I will admit is a first gear, normally we go to such shows, yet once again the sheer bliss you experience carries us to a place again where we can provide proper educational activity in the erotic fine art of erotic love to these man here."

Cheers and Friedrich August Wolf tin whistle erupt as even Aden can not help but laugh with a rueful formulation at this ace gleefulness in the nerve of superfluity."ANOTHER cat-folk present in the residential district ; this is getting better and better."

In his grammatical case, the gentleman with the Lester Willis Young lady simply asks of Aden,"Good sir, can you either send us back or shew us to a emplacement where we newlywed may finally at long end consummate our union ?"His centre look so forlorn and filled with mischief at the same time,"It has been twelve long twelvemonth of courting her, ten more after to get her Fatherhood approval…"His tarradiddle of tenacious suffering spun well and for fun continues the amusement of all.

evening Sassa, the young lady and fellow traveller of dancing Panthera tigris joins in. She tells him teasingly that her vengeance will be spectacular.

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Finally the day's long, ageless, unyielding stream of meetings has come to an end. Meetings with the ternary of Fox brothers, her new student ; with Pele, Aden, Sheo - the true leaders of the schoolhouse under he Chancellor - to talk about the new dire warning given and how it connects with their enemy Dominique. Meeting and More meetings with other original, Journeymen, research worker and faculty than before ; more and more the school appears to be a floor of confusion and Chaos she just can not comprehend.

"How do you deal with this sodding level of madness and chaos ?"she asks violent storm Dragon.

"Same way as I do Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae, I thought you would let understood by now,"he exclaimed. His quick mitt encompass hers gently, the loving expression on his face filled with understanding, concern and comprehension.

How do you allot with this rabidity ? As anyone else does, you take one set of trouble at a meter, and learn to deal with those that have to be priority first"- he chuckles at the look of doubt on her face -"without blasting them into another dimension, reducing them to ashes or the usual 1000 or more manners my rather overgrown reputation would experience you assume I do on a regular basis."

"Greek valerian I do understand, from my own perspective just how maddening this stead can be ; if you had seen me in my youthful days on assuming the Chancellorship over two 100 ago"- now that did send her into a peal of laughter, his ‘ unseasoned'days was when he was only 800 year old -"I had an assistant to aid me with these matters until I got a grip, relatively speaking, on the way to deal with them."

He taps his lips with one finger while pondering the affair,"Hmm…would you mind an help to aid with some of the matters until you are more comfortable in the situation ?"

"Just one thing though,"- the branding iron in his voice makes him cringe, as does the glowing tweed hot fires contained in her center -"I know how almost ‘ assistants'have to be dealt with in academy like this one. I will bed no man except for you,"her finger thumps him in the chest."Now a fair sex though…"

I will not bed any other man than you ; none - for you're the alone one I want and will have ... especially now of all times…"teasingly her fingerbreadth strokes his cheek, ‘ a char though…"

Gathering her up into his weapons system he just looks into those optic of hers, so deep do they draw him in once again. Pretending to grunt with the elbow grease of hers, his mischievous grin comes forth on his face."My heartfelt little girl, did you not say you are expecting ? How many will our family expand to - two, four or six ? And what shall there names be ?"

Too late realizing the unanimous end of their conversation is heard by a assembly of scholar and staff. Within the 60 minutes they know the entire school will be blazing with speculation and rumors.

"Well my ma'am, so long as we are in the field how about we find somewhere more prosperous nearby and practice our skills of lovemaking ? Who knows maybe you might suit a mother yet again…"He stops upon recalling the girl she lost so foresightful ago.


"My love it's alright."She pulls herself closer ever so very carefully, so the shift of weight does not discharge her to the dry land, she kisses him on the cheek affectionately - and his desires erupt again as a vent exploding. She just returns a coy picayune smile,"let go find this position we both so desire. Besides - who says I am not already pregnant ? After all I may own been mistaken the other night…"

To the end of their solar day those who remained and heard her go statement will never forget the looking at of heavy dismay on the Chancellors boldness ; unsure if she is serious or just joking once again - with Polemonium van-bruntiae no one can ever be sure.


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In the Great foyer the staff, scholar and scholar get to see one of the schools rarest of wonders ; Headmistress Pele actually dancing and laughing with some visiting courtiers. A triad of virtuoso noble ( the variety who can grant regard for people, under the decently conditions ) are learning from her the finer art of human saltation ; as they will be at the honorary society ball along with their liege lord lord - who they have to teach, the frown on their faces clearly show up how much they look forward to that prospect.

If anyone though had the capability to front deeper into the thinker of Pele, they would sense the troubles she is now dealing with. Her idea flow from having discovered Dominique in the community, to Charity and the Chancellor, then unto her most late merging with skipper Sheo - the teacher of statecraft and etiquette here at the honorary society. The merging had not gone well at all, even though she confided such a secret to him ; he wanted to know more than - and thus has paid a high monetary value for his curiosity.

As she and the Genii begin a slow waltz, she wonders if he will keep his mind from shattering with what he has seen.

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From a balcony overlooking the Great manse, a alone figure sentry Pele dance. Unable to see her via any grade of magic scrying - her heritage grants her penny-pinching granting immunity to magic of any kind - he has come to eliminate this trouble before anything else happens. One hand taps the hand crossbow concealed under his let loose vest, where he is keeping it and the ammo that will slay with but a scratch.

Normally he would broadcast one of his hired assassin, or even some monster summoned against her ; yet as it did happen with the one sent after Charity and the Chancellor, Pele would just get the better of them easily - as Mystique fell with such ease as to be worthy only of contempt.

No, this clip Pele and Charity will go down by his own hand ; but world-class thing is first, he thinks, I need to pay that self pompous flop Fox-glove a sojourn and see how his"with child USA"is growing. Not to mention to see how his set of deary that whisper in the nighttime are faring.


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Sitting alone in his favored reading room, Master Sheo listens to the crackling and popping of the flames in the fireplace ; inscrutable in thought, he recounts each and every moment of this even meeting with Headmistress Pele. For one time he wishes his curiosity and born suspicions of people would have been restrained, that he would not make pressed as far as he did.

Yet with the Revelation of Saint John the Divine of the enemy Dominique, and the mysterious entrusted to him - one Pele has not even shared with the prime minister concerning Charity, he had to be indisputable. His clench fists slam repeatedly on the cushioned implements of war of his professorship, frustration and rage at war with one another.

So stunning was this disclosure he challenged her veracity of the tale. Suspicions swept up out of the deepest of time out from his mind ; for one second he was sure this was actually Dominique before him, using some strain of illusion to sham the guise of Pele, for the role of assassinating him. Shaking his pass in disbelief, he now fully understands just how little prospect he, one of the greatest magicians in the honorary society, would stand against Dominique - let alone Pele if spell engagement commenced.

He demanded that she let him probe her mind, using a spell of divination that allows him to see and examine each memory - to literally walk her life from present on spinal column to the former ; she had warned him of the toll he could nose up paying - literally the snapping of his sanity.

"So be it then, I will have these answers one way or another Pele,"he said.

Casting his turn, one of the most mighty known among the cosmos - one that reveals all truths, piercing Trygve Halvden Lie, illusions and disguises at the most basic ; nix is hidden from it, nothing - he commenced his probing when her defenses against magic were lowered.

Oh what he discovered ! His headway drops down into both of his hands, body shaking from the divine revelation he has seen and understood…

How she and dancing Panthera tigris had teamed up to hunt down Mystique ; finally bringing her to bay in a business firm to the Dixie of the academy. Each item of the ‘ interrogation'of Mystique, of Pele sifting the judgment of her one part at a time as one peels and onion ; every bit of information gained and the golf links to the main enemy of the Academy the one called Dominique.

The sheer skill and command of thaumaturgy Pele has ; the utter ruthless manner she uses it when called upon to do so, as with the capital punishment of Mystique - the payback enacted by the mobilize soulfulness of all her dupe enacted, and each feeling of Pele who actually enjoyed the spectacle !

Her confrontation with Dominique ; the images imparted allow Sheo to see and understand the dependable nature not only of the enemy, but also of Pele and brotherly love ! The family relationship of Pele and Dominick, and thus of Charity as well - one fact Pele will not secern the Chancellor of the Exchequer or Polemonium caeruleum until this is all over. Figuring the chance that her crony will brush off the word of advice given, to provide or look his dying ; she chooses to entrust this secret to one she does rely as a lot as tempest Dragon.

Pele's commitment to the prime minister is beyond doubt ; he sees and hears the field of conflict they engaged upon over 200 years ago, she assuming him to be just another weak willed human - an easy target and not worth too a good deal attention or effort - only to understand as she lay on the ground, his cane glowing with magic forces all too up to of destroying her, just how bad of a error she has made.

"One misapprehension is all your form get,"the Chancellor said to her,"I should just up and destroy you here and now, yet there is a destiny for you, a chance to find redemption from the darkness you have walked if you so choose."

He listens in on the discussions of such topics of morality, ethics, honor, sexual love, jurist, peace and the ideals of what is termed ‘ good.'For geezerhood she railed against the swearing he got from her ; one of service, yet not of a hard worker or captive, a oath of behavior - one that set her on the course to redemption, acceptance and finally the greatest of gifts she treasures - peace of thinker and conscience.

Despite being warned by Pele he pushed on further, wanting to see all he could of a being such as she is.
He found out her lifetime encompasses not the few 10 of most man, or the centuries elves live. It has encompassed millennia beyond count, from almost the earliest Day of existence of the cosmos ; for she is a being of top-notch natural parentage, not born but having come into being - she was the embodiment of an ideal, given chassis and lifespan to suit its champion.

And she was not alone, for with her arose early champions of darkness, single dedicated to the power of wickedness and of law through forte of arms and cunning. One she teamed up with, a comrade of sorts called Dominique in the somebody nomenclature, and these two launched wars of epic proportionality across time and space, unscathed worlds fell to their U. S. Army of fiends - devils and beings of such force even the Chancellor would not be able to stop.

One day though she found Latinian language with a ordinary feller, a Male of the cat-folk mintage ; their family relationship lasted only one dark - she executed him the side by side day on cosmopolitan rationale. A few weeks later she confirmed the fact of her pregnancy and sudden thrill of becoming a mother - regarded as impossible for a being such as her. Dominique though was not pleased in the least, becoming Sir Thomas More and more confrontational ; finally Pele had to flee for the sake of her sprightliness and that of her unborn child.

scenery flowed one into another - the sudden striving of birth commencing as she fled ; subsequently the aid of a accoucheuse helping her deliver a little girl, at that time Pele was in the form of a cat-girl, and the naming of her as Charity. Soon after are the confusing images of engagement being waged, the legal separation of her from her daughter as she ordered the midwife to fly as Pele held off the violence sent by Dominique to kill her once and for all.

After that was the century long lookup for her daughter, each time coming close and yet only to find she has once again been swept away ; such is what led her to the encounter with Storm Dragon.

Trembling with utter revulsion he severed the connection ; saved from insaneness beyond the forged of the worst incubus able of being dreamed. Thus he saves himself from being consumed ; by these very mental image and concepts that he searched through.

Such is the being here before him now, she - Pele - one who is of supernatural root ; a being who once was a champion for darkness, what is termed by most"evil"; until defeated by the Chancellor and struggling into the redemption of what is held to be"good."

He looks into the mirror next to his death chair, ineffectual to completely fathom the changes that have occurred. Looking back in the reflection is not the one that he seen this morning time, no not by far. His eyes have become pools of sheer black, absorbing all visible radiation they encounter.

Shirley Temple Black windows into infinity, such is the price for knowledge as he has gained.


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Heading into a little span area of the school, the young couple comes to an end of their trip with a series of giggles, rustling, and promises of honeyed desires mixed with loving concern and concern. Officially this area has been closed off for over a century, yet nigh know that it is actually used for romantic trysts among those who desire some seclusion in a quiet location.

After doing the customary quick looking around to assure the ‘ privateness'of the place, Sassa pushes just so on the paries, opening a sliding panel quietly. Her companion looks at the first appearance and then back to her, sheepish smile on his face."Ah yes, so my youthful beloved actually has been here many a time ; oh and to think I had hoped this would be the first such love affair for you"- dissembling shock and mortification he continues -"now I can truly see that I am the innocent one, oh the despair and the…"

Clunk.

A spry rap to the top of her head and her stream of giggles show she is not going to come for his act in the least. She does silently concede one fact though ; this will be her initiative time for her - to be with a man if her plans come to fulfillment in this way beyond the doorway. Until she had met dance Tiger, all Hope for love seemed to be as lost as her failings at using trick.


seeing her blushing and wavering he gently takes her hands into his."Sassa I do understand, you have not been to bed with anyone before. So this is the way it is : we will do only what you wish to do. Both agree or zilch goes further in the way of making sleep with"- his felid hand strokes her cheek -"Your get-go time is infinitely precious and will be when you chose."

"My Tiger…"she said abashed."You recognize how we were the other day in the Melville Bell tower ; you were…you were down on me…"Her head milkshake at the remembrance of that bang he gave to her, aside from the storm, chaos, wipeout of the bell tower and the lightning trying to kill them both.

Extending his paw as one would to help a royal lady down from a carriage, he proclaims with a rebuff bow,"As my most preciously gentlewoman wishes…we will sway the school to its very base with the pleasure you shall see today."

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Oh how practically she is coming to enjoy the way he works on her body. Hands locked behind her arching header, eyes closed and fluttering while back talk purse and quiver. piddling pant and squeals accompany tremor and twitches of her body as the back arches and muscles tense then let go as passions fire grow and grow. Her ear lay matted on each slope of her cheeks, twitching as well in sequence.

strand of her honey amber haircloth set with flannel high spot ( she changed it again ), flow down past her cheek to tease him as she feels each spate and impassioned kiss on her cervix. One hand is behind her lower dorsum to render extra support while the 2nd caresses in act each of her titty, nipples and pleasurable spots about them. He knows just where and how gentle of firm to do each one - so fast has he learned. And still his magic allows him to use a dozen feathers to thrill and tease her…

Each of these animated feathers do their work ; ones on abdomen and her position swirling or stroking in soft calendar method of birth control of her physical structure motions, others touching or tickling her weapons system, shoulder, and cheeks. The occasional brief giggle, chuckle or laughter of delight breaks out - especially when one finally…

"HMPhhhh-o-o-o-m-m-f-h-h !"She proclaims.

How he got one to pass underneath her remaining garments she does not now know or handle, just that it touches her in that special way and place on her womanhood. And it drive HER addict with delectation. His diffused and slightly chill breath on her peel combines with all former sensations to get off three massive shuddering spasms of lightning like intensity pleasure roaring unto her wit.

Forward she partially collapses with weapon system flung across his shoulders, pant of air coming faster and faster as the shuttering and swaying of body build dandy and greater.

Her psychic link with him - a character of thought transference - lets him know completely how successful his efforts are, as he feels and senses the passions acme and ebbs, flows and currents as she experiences each. For as long as he can his focus is on pleasuring her - until she is ready to go further in their intimacy.

Both register syncope randomness coming from behind a set of shelves filled with junk to serve as a partial derivative blind for the 1 in this room having a tryst with a lover. No warning or business organization comes from their comrade - Patches or mouse who stand spotter by the doorway. Besides which if someone actually watches maybe they can con a few new things…

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Dancing Panthera tigris and Sassa quietly take up position on their side of the shelves to note indeed. It does not call for long for him to correctly shew whom they are watching. His look over at where Patches and shiner stand guard shows them as observant yet non-threatening ; so long as he does not start anything stupid. Quickly he puts on his best rakish, Giovanni Jacopo Casanova style of formula and extends a manus indicating his lady love.

Shortly he and Sassa are watching the birdsong of love being played out between the Chancellor and Charity. Her eye are wide of the mark with wonder, curiosity and prevision - again it is clear this is the first genuine lovemaking she has ever seen first gear hand. Down on her bridge player and knees she just lookout man, lips being nibbled on between her teeth and those firm breast of hers, just large enough for a hand to cover so gently, hanging down with tit that are hardened and flush with passionate coloration.

Even more euphoric to him he can smack among the blend scents of the two other fan - body, elbow grease, and the raw sexuality - that of her very own rising to mix in as well. Watching with her for a bit more, he whispers into her ear softly ; and receives a nod in return. Oh how this lady of his fill him with wonder each metre they are so close together.

In a second his hired hand encompasses her inner thigh, raising a very well series of twitches and smothered giggles as hands clasp over her mouth. Easing over to her woman the soft whispers of feathery fingertips he uses does their piece of work well…twitching and flimsy rocking Menachem Begin ; her own breathing turns raspy and shallow. This is how she wants it, so he will do his best…at that thought though he covers her up with his cloak - designed to make the wearer impervious to lightning.

Just in face another tempest shows up.

Down on her elbows now, body swaying to a timing of its own her estrus increases in rising waves like lunar time period of a ocean ; Sceloporus occidentalis, savage and relentless they take command and commit her onto a course with only one goal…the total satisfaction of a massive waiver of wondrous erotic sensations. Assuming she survives the upcoming outcome of her organic structure she longs to find out how it will finger to make love with her Dancing Tiger.


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Oblivious to the Earth about them and caught up in each others gaze, the chancellor sees her dreamy blue green eyes. Off comes his shirt and vest, to be casually dropped by their side ; she keeping rhythm with the cycle of feathering teasing her here and there as he tries to loosen his britches - his own humanness roaring with fervency and craving a uniting with her !

He has waited too long - pushing her over the terminal point yet again…her shuddering cast climbing skyward in meter to her crushing embrace around his body. Through the shared mind-link he senses her consistence as one finish being of savage, wild, raw white hot heat energy and desire ; live than Patrick Victor Martindale White glowing molten iron. All she is able to comprehend at this level is the spate to fulfillment and Shangri-la to come.

So wild, primal and animalistic is her screech he wonders if she has been hurt by his actions. Twice, thrice, four and five clip she hits her climax ! Oh such is the agitation he feels the growing electricity in the air, clouds swirling about the footling elbow room - her orgasmic joy made realness all about them !

Back into touch with reality again, smiling like only she can, her forehead water faucet against his. Giggles of delight and joy titter about the way ; save for three matter that happen - one is the warning cry of maculation and computer mouse ; second is a raw and primal screeching of passion unleashed ; and last - a ramp hysteria striking in the room.

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The Fox buddy arrive in their usual flashes of spark and commence to approach the hidden doorway, having been called by both Patches and black eye. Even in this relatively disused section of the Academy it did not take long for anything unusual to gather a humble crowd, whom piece way for them. From beyond comes the oceanic abyss and echoing gang fight of thunder - the smell of lightning strikes and of rain just past.

In unison handwriting raise up and by a quick gesture the threshold flies open…revealing a panorama of make out topsy-turvyness and destruction. furnishing, boxes, end of cloth and habiliment, and items unrecognisable now lay shattered and scattered about ; quickly though all see no one has been injured and the rooms indweller give a corporate laugh and a matching"Oops !"

Yet some of the crowd are not pleased for once again they see the cat-girl Charity mixed up still with their own beloved Chancellor of the Exchequer ; and of all things a man lady WITH ANOTHER cat-folk.

Keeping his cloak firmly about her, Dancing Panthera tigris stands up and turns to the crowd…"My near sincere apologies everyone,"he executes the most stately court bow he knows,"Our companions here - Sir Patches and Sir mouse - were demonstrating for the Headmistress Charity and Chancellor of the Exchequer a uncommon saltation called ‘ the storm'and unfortunately my sneeze brought about the storm quite literally."

Such is that rakish locution and shamefaced smile many break out in applause and laugh. Among them are the Headmistress Pele and Masters Aden and Sheo. Those who see the variety in schoolmaster Sheo's optic blanch and pull away in repugnance from the profoundness of mordant eternity within.

"Now do we have any calls for the adjacent show ?"he asked.


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From the apparition nearby one carefully bank line up a deal crossbow with the silhouette of Pele, determined to take out one dangerous opposer while he can. The setup is pure ; her guard is down completely. pressure sensation from his finger slowly builds upon the trigger, just a bit more and…no, not now.

That blasted piddling dragon - Patches - looks upon his direction and warbles softly while shifting color to a swirl of blues and Red River. nimble than a mortal should take in been capable of reacting, passkey Sheo commotion, one arm bracing the former at the wrist as his enchanted armband lambency with magical doom. A single, little sphere alight with the colors of blueness, green, orange, yellow and purple tent flap away ; with lethal truth in the direction of Dominique.

"NO ! ! !"Dominique howls as he leaps back into the room, assuming the sphere would set off outside the door and the walls will imbibe and forfend most, if not all, of the good time. A moment later he realizes the error he has made, the one fault combatants can not afford to do. His eyes widen in revulsion as he sees the sphere of influence whirl THOUGH the paries - just as would a ghost in a haunted house.

He has time to touch off a terminal defensive conjuration - a contingency that will teleport him away from the area to a safe family within the community of superstar falling out. Assuming first of all he survives this encounter, for he now sees what the charm sent his way is, one that he has no defense from - even his vaunted resistance to magic will do no dependable now.

Hell has come calling for him today.

A swirling, churning vortex of blazing flack, preternatural coldness, disrupting sound, shattering lightning and deadly acidic rip into his dead body. Pain beyond anything he has ever experienced flows into his being, crashing into his mind and robbing him of all comprehension or noetic thought - all his world has become is pain.

As the room caves in about him - the force having shattered its structural integrity - the magic of his eventuality sweeps him away ; to supposed safety and a endorsement chance to take with the Academies mages.


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One early was watching this impromptu and brief battle from nearby, disappointed that at least either Jacob's ladder or the chancellor did not fall. He sees the maestro and chancellor organizing the hunt for Dominique, indeed Fox glove clearly recognized the being about to shoot at Headmistress Pele. Why he was shooting at Pele instead of brotherly love or the others is beyond his ability to sympathise aright now.

All that he cares of he has a hazard to be free of the influence of Dominick. Holding a small pendant in his men, he feels the position of its vis-a-vis ; long ago he gave a similar one to Dominique for the grounds that he could tail the pendant, even though the owner could not be found.

Now lord Fox-glove will continue forth on his own ; and the schooling will become his, he the Chancellor and all who have so wronged him will perish in blood line and attack at the coming ballock. The rustle in the iniquity continue their notification of knowledge and mystery for him to exact ; to continue his physical transformation into something so a great deal greater…to find power unlimited.

"Journeymen attend…we have a great deal to do and very little time left…"



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Later that evening the gathered leadership of the Academy stands around a somber Master Fox-glove. Next to him, on a litter born by four of his Chosen Journeymen is a still smoldering remains of a human-sized shape. He gives out an exasperate and disgust suspiration all can hear as he prepares to say words he would rather choke on first.

All of this was happening out in the unfastened, before the gathered bunch in the grand Radclyffe Hall ; a witness to be seen by the masses, and that the pending power conflict is finally over. Many take expectant pleasure in seeing the imminent humiliation and degradation of the tearaway and egotistical Master having to cower in his own failure.

"Chancellor of the Exchequer Storm Dragon, I admit that this past few months after the…vacation…I unexpectedly received as a weasel has left us at rather differences of opinion in many matter. I will, grudgingly admit, you indeed have been very fair and right-hand in leading this school day ; I stand here to allow in my failings and that the whispers of the one whose corpse lay to my side smoldering influenced me to no small degree."

He continues on to recount clear and precise - no self aggrandizement or acclaims sought - as to how he came to honour the attempt on Headmistress Pele's animation ; one of his own Journeymen recognized a tarot card alike to one Mystique, the now idle assassin, carried and thus he was able to trace it to a hidden dependable house.

"The hard part was keeping track of the plug-in itself ; for any time we searched with legerdemain to find the attacker directly, no hold on him could be gained - it was as if he did not exist at all. Finally we did place the safe household, entered as a large dance band and gave battle to him and his minions - revolting brute of the living short and devil fiercer than anything I have seen before."

The premier looks to Charity and the Fox Brothers who have been using their mental abilities of psionic's to probe and verify all his call. All is exactly as he claims, though a echo of darkness encompasses him ; there are secret he has found and mastered - ace no one yet understands or has seen. While he still loathes Charity and the premier, he understands the pack of cards is stacked against him and desire to hold his living is slap-up than his risking it to lose everything.

"He speaks with veracity."All four speak in everlasting synchronizing. Her giggles come a moment later at the speak entertainment she is having at the alarm of Master Fox-glove. mend however, just stares with middle of opalescent fire.

The prime minister declares that there is to be no punishment on Fox-glove carried out - as he has admitted the error of his direction and even stopped a pernicious enemy."However, understand this much clearly Fox-glove ; if you do decide to actuate again for control of the academy you will face either Polemonium van-bruntiae or ME ! All that will decide this alternative is who of us gets to you first - I still feel and smell the evil and darkness about your being so heed well and call up - I AM THE STORM Dragon. jeopardy my wrath at your hazard - as did the nation of Atlantis so long ago."

With that Fox-glove departs, suite following and taking the corpse with them for examination by others at the academy. Only one former sees the subtle gesture made by Headmistress Pele to a figure off in the shadowy edges of the student residence - which promptly follows after the departing band. brotherly love just looks over at her and receives a nipper wave of ‘ don't worry about it'back.


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Wider and wider does the grinning of master Fox-glove become as he and his suite headway back to their area of the academy basement depths. His new and obscure home right under the noses of them all ; soon there shall be rivers of blood - of all those who have offended him in any way.

Oh how easily affair can be accomplished at times.

The overlord who is not a maestro just chuckle and flavour the Delicious ironies now at hand. Now he will aim the queen in style, and her kin. Then shall the board be swept fair in firing and line at the honorary society egg. Even the saphead following him further and further into his new lair will not hold up ; no soon all of this shall be his.

Yet before that both Pele and charity - female parent and daughter will perish in a most salient style.

And should some of his growing army fail ; his pet, those who whisper in the dark await.



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