Alessandra rolls her eyes at the bikers and focuses on figuring out how to use the gas pump. Thankfully the screen gave her a step by step guide as was relatively easy to follow, and she didn't get the tank on the wrong side either! While letting the gas pump do its thing, she leans up against the RV and eyes the bikers while Alana and Victor (maybe Misha?) went inside for something. Her gaze is broken by Sorrin approaching, as to not be rude, she gives him a nod of acknowledgment, but her eyes return to watch the bikers carefully. "Mm... No, not really. Victor's teaching me how to drive, and I haven't driven us off a cliff or run over anything, so I would say I'm doing pretty good."
She half considers making her eyes flare orange to spook the gang but she resists the urge and focuses on Sorrin. "How was your nap? Any sweet dreams you would like to discuss while we wait?"
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Misha was looking around at all the food. Most of it was complete garbage. How could any poison their body in this manner? Chips. Donuts. Pizza. Crackers. Cereal. The list went on and on. It appeared that this place was a pit stop for the less desirable people in the area. It was a very small town. Run down, beat up, and lots of shady looking people were around. As everyone got food that they wanted, it was late at night, and different variety of bikers and troublemakers were making their way across the street to and from the bar to the food mart.
The coterie got what they wanted and was pumping gas. Misha took another final look around, decided she didn't want to buy anything, and walked out of the food mart. As she opened the door to exit, another group of burly bikers were making their way inside, and Misha and the group passed each other on the way out. Just outside, a biker going in shoulder slammed rudely into Misha's left side, as if she was in his way of walking inside, causing her to trip up slightly at the impact, as she didn't expect it.
"OuF!" she grunted, momentarily caught off guard.
The biker who bumped into her did so on purpose - the rest of his friends chuckling, and she slowly turned around to look at the meatbag that slammed into her. He was a head taller than her, wearing leathers, chains, and ugly as all ****.
Sorrin nods to Aless, "It was short, but helped. No dreams that I can recall. But thanks for asking." When Victor comes over Sorrin happily accepts the coffee, "Evening Victor, how was Aless's driving?"
Alana pays for her things and moves to follow Misha out, narrowing her eyes at the biker as he rams into her. Alana calmly moves towards him to walk past before temporarily stopping, activating her awe, and offering him a polite smile. "You seem to have hit into my friend. I believe an apology is in order." Once that is done, she joins Misha in their way back to the RV, offering her a smile as they step on and out of sight. Once in the RV she speaks with slight annoyance. "The bikers around here are particularly annoying."
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Kai Loire|Water Genasia|Life Cleric|Road To Phandalin|Retired
"Sorry, miss." the biker said, seeing the err of his way, supernaturally. Misha held her gaze at the biker for a few moments more, then glanced at Alana. She seemed slightly disappointed she didn't get to kick the crap out of the biker and his friends, always seeking a way to either be physical, or release frustration in a physical manner. Nevertheless, Misha said nothing, backed down, followed Alana, and returned to the RV, a little tenser than usual, right in her shoulders and core. She sat down with a huff and observed everyone eating.
Alessandra doesn’t immediately take the coffee from Victor, instead moving to take out the nozzle of the gas pump, quickly closing the gas cap then taking the receipt. She thanks him for the coffee and tells everyone to get in the RV to avoid any conflict with the bikers.
She tosses the keys to either Victor or Sorrin, and tells them it’s their turn for the next state. Alessandra sets down her cup of coffee at the table, sliding her arms around Misha. “What’s going on, dear? You look awful tense. Would you like a massage?”
Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Misha sighed and mumbled something under her breath, something about the rudeness and lack of class in men, in addition to not be able to hold a class session on manners - with her fists. The tension of not being able to release the physical energy built up - due to the incident - in her caused her shoulders to tighten visibly, but it did feel very nice to have Aless's arms around her at the moment. She turned and was nearly nose to nose with her and she smiled, any opportunity to have Aless's hands on Misha, no matter where, she enjoyed very much. She looked into her eyes which clearly gave the answer Aless was hoping for. "You know I enjoy your hands very much - but..your coffee."
“I can heat it up later,” Alessandra says, then wraps Misha into a generous kiss. She tastes like lipstick and coffee, and smells like the crisp night air. Her lips are cold against Misha’s but her mouth soon warms them, and when she finally pulls away, she brushes her nose against Misha’s and frowns. “You shouldn’t let them get you so worked up, moya lyubov'.”
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Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Misha enjoyed the kiss, savored it, got lost in the moment as Aless pressed against her, kissed her, and was nearly nose to nose with her. She knew how to touch Misha's heart in such a way that made her forget any problem she might have at the moment. "Vy tak khorosho znayete, kak priruchit' dikuyu storonu menya.."she whispered to her, gently caressing her face with her free hand as they spoke nose to nose.
“Potomu chto ya zabochus' o tebe,” Alessandra says softly, smiling as she leans into Misha’s hand. “Oni ne stoyat vashego vremeni.” She brings her hands to Misha’s shoulders and begins to massage into her tense muscles, but still remains close to her, her lips ghosting over hers. “Massage offer still stands.”
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Alana lounges on one of the couches, scrolling through her phone and tapping it occasionally as she also scrolls on her laptop. She looked quiet formal swapping between the two as she herself checks on the presents she ordered for everyone.
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Kai Loire|Water Genasia|Life Cleric|Road To Phandalin|Retired
Victor stands up from the shotgun position. "I'm using the bathroom for a moment. No one steal this seat." He calmly walks towards the restroom, closes the door, locks it behind him, then pulls out his phone and credit card, ordering everyone Christmas gifts on Amazon and paying out his ass to get that next day shippingso that he won't be looking like a jackass on Christmas. Then he calmly walks out and back to his seat like nothing ever happened.
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Misha grew dreamy eyed with Aless so close. "I care about you, too."she said, lost in her eyes, her lips. "I like eet when you touch me."She leaned another inch in and kissed her, wrapping her hands around her back, pulling her body in close, wanting to be as close as she could to her, wanting her hands all over her. She moaned slightly, kissing her was like eating the most decadent lava cake from someplace fancy. She kissed her slowly, with purpose, deeply, wanting to taste her. She wanted to stop just for a moment, just to take off her top but waited just a few more minutes just so she could kiss her the way she meant to be kissed.
There was a familiar kind of hunger in the kiss that made Alessandra question whether or not she was just going to declothe her right then and there, but the thought is difficult to hold onto, especially when she brings her in closer. Her arousal sneaks up on her, crawling through her body like a slow spreading fire the more they press into each other, touching and caressing each other’s skin. She moans into the kiss, only to pull back moments later, her pupils blown.
”To the bedroom...?”
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Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Misha smiles, a sensual lust overcoming her - she picks up Aless as if to answer her question. She opens the door with her foot, and closes it with her foot too. She lays her on the bed face up and Misha quickly takes off her turtleneck, tossing it aside and laying on top of Aless, continuing the passionate french kissing, slowly, moaning. She caresses Aless's hair and at times holds her face in a loving cradle as they make out. She pauses only to let Aless wrap her arms around the back of Misha, her hands on her back and shoulders, keeping her in nice and tight.
Victor pulls out his phone and sends a text to Harold. "Hey, how are you holding up? There's gonna be a package coming tomorrow night. You don't need to sign anything or make contact with any humans, just take it once the delivery person has left, bring it down to the gym, open it, and send me a photo of the package."
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Alessandra rolls her eyes at the bikers and focuses on figuring out how to use the gas pump. Thankfully the screen gave her a step by step guide as was relatively easy to follow, and she didn't get the tank on the wrong side either! While letting the gas pump do its thing, she leans up against the RV and eyes the bikers while Alana and Victor (maybe Misha?) went inside for something. Her gaze is broken by Sorrin approaching, as to not be rude, she gives him a nod of acknowledgment, but her eyes return to watch the bikers carefully. "Mm... No, not really. Victor's teaching me how to drive, and I haven't driven us off a cliff or run over anything, so I would say I'm doing pretty good."
She half considers making her eyes flare orange to spook the gang but she resists the urge and focuses on Sorrin. "How was your nap? Any sweet dreams you would like to discuss while we wait?"
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Victor walks back out with a few cups of coffee and begins offers it to Sorrin and Alessandra. "Morning Sorrin."
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Misha was looking around at all the food. Most of it was complete garbage. How could any poison their body in this manner? Chips. Donuts. Pizza. Crackers. Cereal. The list went on and on. It appeared that this place was a pit stop for the less desirable people in the area. It was a very small town. Run down, beat up, and lots of shady looking people were around. As everyone got food that they wanted, it was late at night, and different variety of bikers and troublemakers were making their way across the street to and from the bar to the food mart.
The coterie got what they wanted and was pumping gas. Misha took another final look around, decided she didn't want to buy anything, and walked out of the food mart. As she opened the door to exit, another group of burly bikers were making their way inside, and Misha and the group passed each other on the way out. Just outside, a biker going in shoulder slammed rudely into Misha's left side, as if she was in his way of walking inside, causing her to trip up slightly at the impact, as she didn't expect it.
"OuF!" she grunted, momentarily caught off guard.
The biker who bumped into her did so on purpose - the rest of his friends chuckling, and she slowly turned around to look at the meatbag that slammed into her. He was a head taller than her, wearing leathers, chains, and ugly as all ****.
"Excuse you." she glared.
Sorrin nods to Aless, "It was short, but helped. No dreams that I can recall. But thanks for asking." When Victor comes over Sorrin happily accepts the coffee, "Evening Victor, how was Aless's driving?"
Alana pays for her things and moves to follow Misha out, narrowing her eyes at the biker as he rams into her. Alana calmly moves towards him to walk past before temporarily stopping, activating her awe, and offering him a polite smile. "You seem to have hit into my friend. I believe an apology is in order." Once that is done, she joins Misha in their way back to the RV, offering her a smile as they step on and out of sight. Once in the RV she speaks with slight annoyance. "The bikers around here are particularly annoying."
Nina Wildvale|Changeling|Wild Magic Sorcerer|Rise of The Reunelords|Active
Kai Loire|Water Genasia|Life Cleric|Road To Phandalin|Retired
Willow Twilight|Swiftstride Shifter|Blood Hunter|Ebberon|Retired
Meephylia Polliwog|Grung|Dragon Sorcerer|Descent To Avernus|Retired
Ashryn Rairs|Changeling|Hexblade Warlock|Out Of The Abyss|Dead
"At the start she was quite the speed demon, but after that she was able to cool down and get us here without incident. She's a very quick learner."
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"Sorry, miss." the biker said, seeing the err of his way, supernaturally. Misha held her gaze at the biker for a few moments more, then glanced at Alana. She seemed slightly disappointed she didn't get to kick the crap out of the biker and his friends, always seeking a way to either be physical, or release frustration in a physical manner. Nevertheless, Misha said nothing, backed down, followed Alana, and returned to the RV, a little tenser than usual, right in her shoulders and core. She sat down with a huff and observed everyone eating.
Alessandra doesn’t immediately take the coffee from Victor, instead moving to take out the nozzle of the gas pump, quickly closing the gas cap then taking the receipt. She thanks him for the coffee and tells everyone to get in the RV to avoid any conflict with the bikers.
She tosses the keys to either Victor or Sorrin, and tells them it’s their turn for the next state. Alessandra sets down her cup of coffee at the table, sliding her arms around Misha. “What’s going on, dear? You look awful tense. Would you like a massage?”
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Misha sighed and mumbled something under her breath, something about the rudeness and lack of class in men, in addition to not be able to hold a class session on manners - with her fists. The tension of not being able to release the physical energy built up - due to the incident - in her caused her shoulders to tighten visibly, but it did feel very nice to have Aless's arms around her at the moment. She turned and was nearly nose to nose with her and she smiled, any opportunity to have Aless's hands on Misha, no matter where, she enjoyed very much. She looked into her eyes which clearly gave the answer Aless was hoping for. "You know I enjoy your hands very much - but..your coffee."
“I can heat it up later,” Alessandra says, then wraps Misha into a generous kiss. She tastes like lipstick and coffee, and smells like the crisp night air. Her lips are cold against Misha’s but her mouth soon warms them, and when she finally pulls away, she brushes her nose against Misha’s and frowns. “You shouldn’t let them get you so worked up, moya lyubov'.”
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Victor takes shotgun and checks on his phone. As he scrolls through various updates, his heart stops when he sees the date.
****. It's almost Christmas and I haven't bought anyone gifts. Shit. Maybe I can sneak away when we get to Niagara Falls and get something.
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Misha enjoyed the kiss, savored it, got lost in the moment as Aless pressed against her, kissed her, and was nearly nose to nose with her. She knew how to touch Misha's heart in such a way that made her forget any problem she might have at the moment. "Vy tak khorosho znayete, kak priruchit' dikuyu storonu menya.." she whispered to her, gently caressing her face with her free hand as they spoke nose to nose.
“Potomu chto ya zabochus' o tebe,” Alessandra says softly, smiling as she leans into Misha’s hand. “Oni ne stoyat vashego vremeni.” She brings her hands to Misha’s shoulders and begins to massage into her tense muscles, but still remains close to her, her lips ghosting over hers. “Massage offer still stands.”
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Alana lounges on one of the couches, scrolling through her phone and tapping it occasionally as she also scrolls on her laptop. She looked quiet formal swapping between the two as she herself checks on the presents she ordered for everyone.
Nina Wildvale|Changeling|Wild Magic Sorcerer|Rise of The Reunelords|Active
Kai Loire|Water Genasia|Life Cleric|Road To Phandalin|Retired
Willow Twilight|Swiftstride Shifter|Blood Hunter|Ebberon|Retired
Meephylia Polliwog|Grung|Dragon Sorcerer|Descent To Avernus|Retired
Ashryn Rairs|Changeling|Hexblade Warlock|Out Of The Abyss|Dead
Victor stands up from the shotgun position. "I'm using the bathroom for a moment. No one steal this seat." He calmly walks towards the restroom, closes the door, locks it behind him, then pulls out his phone and credit card, ordering everyone Christmas gifts on Amazon and paying out his ass to get that next day shipping so that he won't be looking like a jackass on Christmas. Then he calmly walks out and back to his seat like nothing ever happened.
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Misha grew dreamy eyed with Aless so close. "I care about you, too." she said, lost in her eyes, her lips. "I like eet when you touch me." She leaned another inch in and kissed her, wrapping her hands around her back, pulling her body in close, wanting to be as close as she could to her, wanting her hands all over her. She moaned slightly, kissing her was like eating the most decadent lava cake from someplace fancy. She kissed her slowly, with purpose, deeply, wanting to taste her. She wanted to stop just for a moment, just to take off her top but waited just a few more minutes just so she could kiss her the way she meant to be kissed.
Between the kiss, she paused for a moment, as if, somewhere far away, in some other universe, someone asked one of the stupidest questions ever.
There was a familiar kind of hunger in the kiss that made Alessandra question whether or not she was just going to declothe her right then and there, but the thought is difficult to hold onto, especially when she brings her in closer. Her arousal sneaks up on her, crawling through her body like a slow spreading fire the more they press into each other, touching and caressing each other’s skin. She moans into the kiss, only to pull back moments later, her pupils blown.
”To the bedroom...?”
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Misha smiles, a sensual lust overcoming her - she picks up Aless as if to answer her question. She opens the door with her foot, and closes it with her foot too. She lays her on the bed face up and Misha quickly takes off her turtleneck, tossing it aside and laying on top of Aless, continuing the passionate french kissing, slowly, moaning. She caresses Aless's hair and at times holds her face in a loving cradle as they make out. She pauses only to let Aless wrap her arms around the back of Misha, her hands on her back and shoulders, keeping her in nice and tight.
Victor pulls out his phone and sends a text to Harold. "Hey, how are you holding up? There's gonna be a package coming tomorrow night. You don't need to sign anything or make contact with any humans, just take it once the delivery person has left, bring it down to the gym, open it, and send me a photo of the package."
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