PP-F1: 'Earning a Living: Alchemic Remedy'

[Esther 0]

ID: 67624 CD: 8 = GOOD ITEM

Lycans arms wrapped around Esthers lithe waist and held her tight. Esther gave a small murmur, and mumbled incoherently before laughing softly as though she had just told a joke. Too bad for Lycan it was one he would never hear, and one she would never remember. Not long after, Lycan helped Esther stand to her feet, she appreciated the help, as her legs were still wobbly, and she knew that without his support she'd be sent tumbling down toward the ground again, and if she were to choose between a warm chest or the cold hard floor, she'd probably pick the chest. Esther grinned, "Yeh. Definite..definitely the warm chest." It was clear she still wasn't fully coherent. 

"Take it nice n easy..." Esther repeated, sliding onto the chair next to him. "Am I easy?" Esther paused, turning to him with a mischievous glint in her eyes, "on the eyes?" She waved him off with her hand, but faltered and almost fell over again. She groaned, "ugh..." Her head. "The quest..." 

Her eyes turned to the equipment in front of her, she reached out - her shaky hands grabbing a glass beaker and bunsen burner, she carefully placed a material into the beaker followed by water and let it sit on a low heat.  "Gonmake...stuff..to stuff..." Esther groaned, as the bubbling died down, a notification popped up - signalling that she had completed the craft - and the quest. 

Congratulations were in order, she was now officially an Alchemist, probably the worst Alchemist Aincrad had ever seen, for now at least.

After all was said and done Esther breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally..." She flopped herself down onto poor, poor Lycan, pressing her body against his again, she pressed the newly made potion into his hands." Pleash for yu. Thank you."

He asked if she was fine, and Esther had to think. "I think...I'm fine...dizzy...tired..." She nuzzled into him, loosing her train of thought. "You s-smell good. I'm sleeping here." She pressed her head into the crook of his neck, lips pressing against his collarbone, suddenly letting out a small snore.

Out like a light.

Esther mumbled in her sleep, before lightly biting the skin of his neck, it sounded like she gave a snort, then a laugh - then once again, silence. 
 

 

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Name: Zzgawetj
Quality: Good
Description: The  first potion Esther ever made, it looks like water but smells like roses. It's effect reads 'Thank you potion please thank you smile'
If you were to drink it, you feel a little relieved and can't help but smile. Wait a minute...the taste is familiar...it tastes like Esthers lips. How did that happen? 

 

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Edited September 12, 2016 by Esther

[Lycan 0]

"Warm chest? Do you still feel warm?? Lycan asked. At the mention of chest, he looked down just past her neck and collar bone. Silken lace and shimmering fabric framed Esther's soft and pale skin. The darkness masked the more finer details, but Lycan found himself looking at the barely covered chest of the girl. Flustered, he skirt his eyes behind her at the cold, stone wall.

"Am I easy?" he heard her ask, and his own body temperature seemed to rise.

"E-excuse me?" he stammered.

"... on the eyes," he heard her continue in her potion-drunken state.

"U-uh..." Well, that wasn't a question he was exactly ready for. However, he felt slightly relieved. At least she was making conversation.

'Still,' he racked in his brain. 'What do I say?! She's just mumbling. Yeah. Totally incoherent. Don't take it seriously.'

"We should probably get you dressed," were the words he opted to say.

'God, you're an idiot...'

Lost in a strange fit of recent events and self loathing, Lycan turned toward the sound of glass clinking and water boiling. There, a half-conscious Esther fumbled about through menus and buttons.

"What're you--"

He stopped short as the completion window appeared.

"I'll be damned."

Shortly after, Esther slipped herself off the stool and into Lycan's lap forcing him to the ground. With more semi-coherent mumbling, she stuffed the small bottle into his hands. Some more mumbling later, her head nested in the crook of his neck. Her warm lips pressed against his slightly exposed collarbone. Lycan's face flushed.

An snoozing Esther pinning him between the floor and the wall, another pop-up appeared - Quest Complete. Lycan saw that she had officially become an Alchemist and smiled warmly as she mumbled to herself. Not wanting to wake her, he lifted her small hand and pressed the acknowledgement button with her finger.

"Congratulations," he whispered.

She muttered something and softly bit at his neck. The boy inhaled, part surprise and part unexpected pleasure. She snorted, laughed, then went back to her soft murmurs and a nuzzle. Flushed and warm in the face, Lycan again found himself cradling the passed out girl in her nightwear. Her body pressed against his, soft and warm.

'Nope! Nope! Nope! Nope!' he repeated as a mantra in his head. He shook the fantasies from his mind and scooped the girl into both arms. With the wall as support, Lycan slid his body upright with Esther in hand. With some delicate and difficult maneuvering of his hands, he opened enough menus to lock up shop.

"Now..." he quietly cooed. "How to get you to bed..."

His mind spun with more inappropriate fantasies he quickly shook off as he lightly adjusted his grip on the girl. One arm hooked her waist while the other held her legs over his forearm. His hand, well, gripped close to the outside of her thigh just where the silken slip hung. With a rosy cheeked deep breath, Lycan again maneuvered his hands while keeping grip on the girl. A button press here removed his overcoat. Another button press there, and it appeared digitally over Esther's body, loosely draping over her like a makeshift blanket. More importantly, covering her exposed frame.

With another flustered sigh, Lycan looked to the sleeping lass and shook his head with a warm smile.

"What a day," he whispered. "Let's get you to bed."

And with Esther in his grasp, the young swordsman carried the newly promoted Alchemist to the closest Inn under the faint glow of the starry night.

[~Fin~]

[Esther 0]

Thread Complete

Esther: 3 SP + 400 Col
Lycan: 2 SP + 400 Col