Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34163681-20180110025616/@comment-30700719-20180110040829

(muffled laughter at the thought of a Dentist mamono...at four years old, they're learning how to treat cavities and pluck rotten teeth...a pack of dental floss and a toothpick are always near them, despite anything else...Mersharks would have a symbiotic relationship with Dentists...oh god...)

I calmly rest a hand on my chest and proudly announce, "I am Jamal, of the Plains. I am the best at what I do." My face goes back to normal, and I add, "Also, I like money." She raises an eyebrow at this. "Not to sound like some filthy rich businessman. I, ah, well..I've never been joined in a hot spring by a woman, and I'm not ready for this kind of thing naturally. So, boom, I say something to help me move forward in the conversation." Several seconds of silence pass before I say, "I tend to ramble a wee bit as well..."

She clicks her tongue and shakes her head in disapproval. "Now, as I was saying, I'll be asking the questions. Which moronic buffoon decided to shoot a Dentist knowing that these woods are frequented by them?" I raise my hands in surrender. "I don't know what he was thinking, but the gun was in Billy's hand when the shot fired." I lowered my hands a little, murmuring, "I don't think Billy was even holding the gun the right way..."

She seems to take a mental note, then attempts to sidle closer to me. What with her reindeer body and the less-than-ideal seating, she instead just walks around and lies down in front of me, her fur waving in the upcurrent and her head awfully close to my loins. I work my eyes up from her lower body to her torso and her pillowy, marvellous breasts, floating slightly on the surface of the water. I pull my eyes up into her face. Her smooth silver hair hung down in locks over her face, and the bright hazel of her eyes shone brilliantly.

"Uhh...miss...I know that White Horns are used to the cold...so is this spring making you dizzy, or light-headed, or anything like that? I've heard of White Horns fainting under less extreme conditions..." She looked up at me and smiled with sweet compassion. "So even with my body on full show for you, in an extremely provocative place...you worry about me? Oh, what a caring husband..." She stands up again to reposition herself, cuddling up to me with all of her body and a good bit of fur, as well. I laid my head back and stared up into the evening sky. It was turning dark outside, which made the hot spring even more enjoyable. Only two thoughts still bothered my mind...

"Miss, you haven't told me your name yet."

"It's Daevra."

That was one thought relieved...but what about the other...

"Jamal...I may have been beginning to have doubts, but...let's just say, I'm glad you had a nap earlier, you're goin go to need your strength..."

And yep, that was the other.