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| Captain Kelly Knightbridge | Sep 7 2017, 09:59 PM Post #1 |
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"Pass." Kelly muttered glumly as she watched a bar wench pass by. The woman had been passing around the tavern several times, and Kelly was not surprised at all to see how the patrons were NOT harassing the lass. She barely had a form--no bosom to speak off and a flat ass. To make matters worse, whenever the lass smiled, half her teeth were rotting. Sure, she had a great personality, but no one would want to fuck a personality. It was early morning in Waterdeep, and Kelly had managed to able down from her room at the inn, to the tavern, to find herself a good breakfast. Well, technically, it wasn't her room, but no man in their right mind would turn out a girl like her. Breeches hugging her shapely hips tight, a shirt was always unbuttoned one button too far--not to mention her voracious appetite for fleshly pleasures. Yes, no one would turn down Kelly Knightbridge. At the moment, the girl was disappointed. She had heard of the stories of Waterdeep--she thought it would be more exciting than this. She had even headed down to the slummiest parts of the city--but it was all so boring. The highborns can't be better than this... Kelly groaned, planting her face down on the table. The tavern doors swung open and Kelly propped up her head on her chin once again, hopeful. This time the tavern patron was a sleek young man--young, lithe, darkly handsome with chiseled features. "Oooh. Smash." Kelly purred, staring at the young man as he entered into the tavern. With sharp eyes, Kelly leaned back in her chair, adjusting her shirt and crossing her legs. It didn't take long for the young man's eyes to settle on Kelly. Far be it from her to cast down her eyes and flutter her lashes like a young maiden on the cusp of womanhood. No, Kelly stared back at the man, her blue eyes devouring him from afar. As the young man approached Kelly, Kelly's line of sight went past the young man, to a bigger, more brutish-looking humanoid with muscles bulging underneath his shirt, seated at the bar. There must've been some firbolg or orcish blood in that one. Whatever he was, he looked like he could snap Kelly in half. Kelly grinned. Standing up, Kelly swept past the younger man, whispering, "Pass," as she did so. She made a beeline for the other one, quickly slid herself onto his lap and wrapped her arms around him. "If I could arrange the alphabet... I'd bang you up in my room. " Kelly grinned stupidly as she gave the man a wink. |
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| Captain Kelly Knightbridge | Sep 10 2017, 04:41 PM Post #21 |
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As her foot connected with his jaw, Kelly prepared to land, but she felt Khorgol grab her hips and hold her in place. "Hey!" Kelly yelped as she swung helplessly upside down. Kelly gritted her teeth. Reaching for his legs would do nothing. She could always cut him down, but the man hadn't pulled out his weapons, so neither was she. Besides, she didn't want him dead. Squirming, Kelly tried to loosen the grasp. She wanted him to put her legs over her head--but this was not exactly what she had imagined. |
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| Khorgol Ul-gorgosh | Sep 10 2017, 07:04 PM Post #22 |
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He had her. With staunch determniation, Khorgol intended to put this matter to rest. She could squirm all she wanted, but he wont let go until he puts her in her place. After stabilizing, he proceeded to walk slowly toward the nearby compost heap. "I will admit...you gave me some problems...", he said as he hoisted her up, "but this. Ends. Now!" The half-orc tossed the pirate into the smelly heap the way a gravedigger would toss a corpse into a coffinless hole. The many flies that buzzed around it parted as shit and soil flew through the air. Slapping his palms against each other, Khorgol bore a smug look on his face. "For the last bloody time. Sod. Off." Though he felt he had suitably humiliated her, his instincts were still poking at him. This didnt feel like it was over. |
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| Icarus DeVir | Sep 10 2017, 07:17 PM Post #23 |
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Edited by Icarus DeVir, Sep 10 2017, 08:24 PM.
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| Captain Kelly Knightbridge | Sep 10 2017, 08:06 PM Post #24 |
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Men were easy. Gold was everywhere. There was literally nothing Kelly could not have--until that day. She stared up at the half-orc who bested her, as he walked away smugly. She climbed out of the heap of trash, dusting off the dirt as she watched him leave. The axe he carried was wicked--he could've cleaved her in half easily. and yet he didn't. Kelly thought, blushing as she sighed, picking up her hat which had fallen off somewhere. Right now she needed to clean herself off, but later on, she would find the half-orc. And then she's never let him out of her sight again. |
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| Khorgol Ul-gorgosh | Sep 10 2017, 11:28 PM Post #25 |
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Though he looked smug, Khorgol was no fool. He gave quick glances to make sure she wasn't going to tackle him again. Shit stained some of his clothes. The attention was unwelcome, and he'd just hope the smell and his natural charm would compel the other cityfolk to give him space. Twenty paces down the road, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was always critical of Vance's slimy advances toward women, but it was only now that he felt his skin crawl from actual experience. The barbarian would have preferred to have been eyed by a thousand starving wolves than by the eyes of that...predator. Still though, he did get to blow off some steam. She was a persistent foe. Khorgol could have sworn he heard screaming followed by a crash. Wasn't in the mood to check it out though. It was time to head to the Grove to see to some Emerald Enclave business. |
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