Shining Wizard
Professional Asswiper
Lucy flinched away, both from the droplets and Prince Manwhore's utterly creeptastic proposition. Yeah, he was an incubus- coming on to people was, like, fully half his conversational skillset. Even so, how broad did your strike zone have to be? Even an actual, literal sex monster had to understand that sort of thing was a crime, right?
Right?
(Better let him down gently.)
Taking his hand in both of hers and wincing at his awful, rotten taste, Lucy looked down at Azazel with her kindest obviously-forced grimace.
"That's very nice of you, Azazel, but... I'm twelve."
Lucy was interrupted by a screaming, human-shaped projectile headbutting her solar plexus, stunning the succubus and sending both parties flying into the lake- which, Lucy discovered, wasn't a lake at all, but an ankle-deep layer of water overlying a dense bed of muck that now covered both parties from head to toe. Brilliant. Lucy attempted to pry her assailant off herself- they had sort of an earthy taste, like onions and potatoes, but Lucy couldn't be sure if that was their natural flavor or just the swamp mud.
"Whoa, whoa, okay!" She shouted, pressing both hands against Madeline's forehead in an attempt to avoid any possible tongue action going down, "Hands off the merchandise, alright? I gotta make a living with this- did you say snacks?"
(Not really the time, hot stuff)
"...Er, nevermind. Just get offa me!"
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Right?
(Better let him down gently.)
Taking his hand in both of hers and wincing at his awful, rotten taste, Lucy looked down at Azazel with her kindest obviously-forced grimace.
"That's very nice of you, Azazel, but... I'm twelve."
Lucy was interrupted by a screaming, human-shaped projectile headbutting her solar plexus, stunning the succubus and sending both parties flying into the lake- which, Lucy discovered, wasn't a lake at all, but an ankle-deep layer of water overlying a dense bed of muck that now covered both parties from head to toe. Brilliant. Lucy attempted to pry her assailant off herself- they had sort of an earthy taste, like onions and potatoes, but Lucy couldn't be sure if that was their natural flavor or just the swamp mud.
"Whoa, whoa, okay!" She shouted, pressing both hands against Madeline's forehead in an attempt to avoid any possible tongue action going down, "Hands off the merchandise, alright? I gotta make a living with this- did you say snacks?"
(Not really the time, hot stuff)
"...Er, nevermind. Just get offa me!"
Radio_Rat66.6 KnightOfNight TeikiFox Zerohex littleberry