[PP-F10] Screams in the Darkness <Wail of the Banshee> (Opal)

[Kalesh 0]

Kalesh groaned weakly as he started to wake up, his face half buried in his pillow as he reached up to rub the sleep from his eyes. He gasped softly when he felt metal and what would have been a prick if he hadn't been in a safezone. He looked at his clawed hand curiously, wondering why he had it equipped still in his sleepiness before he yawned and realized his bed was warmer than usual. He looked towards the source to see a woman beside him who he recognized as @Opal. It started to come back to him, he had spent the night with her after their dungeon the previous day. It was hard to tell the passage of time due to the darkness of the floor so he was just guessing it wasn't the same day. He tried not to move too much, happy to laze in bed as long as she was. As he settled down he pulled the blankets a little higher and made sure Opal was covered too as he turned his head to face her, smiling softly as he watched her sleep and enjoyed the sight of the covers outlining her curves.

With a little time to consider today's options he began planning. He figured that he would rather work his way up the chain of command as opposed to going down where things would get easier and easier. With that strategy in mind he told himself that he would fight the Banshee today/tonight. He had only been getting stronger and stronger since he made his grand escape, a content smile on his lips as he figured he could do this quest on his own!... but doing it with a close, literally and figuratively, friend was much preferred. Twisting the odds in one's favor never stopped paying for itself in his opinion. At this point he just waited for his beautiful bed companion to wake from her sleep.

[Opal 0]

The woman moaned lightly when the bed shifted from movement. She stayed in a deep sleep, but she was known to be a moving sleeper when she felt safe enough to sleep. Her dreams were scattered for the most part. Bits and pieces of the past glued and unglued seemed to come and go as she slept there beside the Crimson Wild Dancer. Her silky smooth leg pressed against him folding over his leg as she once more got comfortable. Her body now turning and twisting about as long slender arm pushed from the sheet and wrapped around the warm body next to her. Face moving towards the exposed chest of the male as she snuggled her form closer to him. She had stirred only for a moment, moaned once more took in a heavy breath and then slowly exhaled once more falling deeper into her slumber. 

Moments had passed since then, her fingers curling over the warm flesh as her nails raked the skin. Her violet eyes blurred from the darkness as they peeped open. Half squinting and looking up at what appeared to be the jaw of the person, she gave a low yawn in the process finding that she was naked. Her back arched as she turned around on her back, head on his shoulder as she stared upwards towards the ceiling. 

"We still in Yomi?" she asked, still tired as she stirred. Her arms raising up in the air and stretching, exposing her chest from the thin sheet over their bodies. The woman was not abashed by the actions she had done. She yawned once more as her body once more got into comfortable position, the need for that first hit from her morning cigarette causing her hand to fall upon her menu. A few disgruntled sounds along with swipes of her hand and mild cursing emitted from her looking for the item in question. Once it was found, she sighed as it appeared in her hands. The smoking tip already giving off the orange scent as it mixed with the air around them. She turned and lifted her body, the sheet falling off her form as she sat on the bed and leaned over taking in a full drag of the much needed false nicotine. Lips pursed as the stream of smoke expelled from her mouth with a gentle blow. With that first hit, she had become a bit less bitchy and turned her body towards him with her lips curling into a smile. From the night, she was covered in orange gash marks from his claws, it was quite kinky to be treated in such a fashion as it was with the male. He really did show his power and angst for the Blood Oaths for a good portion of the night. Slipping back towards the headboard of the bed, she brought a single leg to her chest and smoothed her skin with her free hand while she flicked the ashes of her cig away from her sexual partner. 

"I assume we have some other business to take care of today. I believe I said I would help you with a few quests, right? I'll be good to go as soon as I finish with this." she said gesturing to her half burned cig as she took another unhealthy long drag of it, tilting her head up and blowing outwards once more.