Roll for Charm [Liby/Lemy][/tlvg/]

>”Roll for Intiative!” Liby says as she bursts into Lemy’s room.
>Lemy’s eyes shoot open as he pulls the covers over himself and throws off his headphones.
>”Wh-what the fuck, Liby!?” Lemy says.
>”You said that you- oh. Oh!” Liby says blushing, as she presses herself against the door. “That’s probably a bad idea. What with the “security system” and all. Those camera don’t go outside of the house.”
>”I’m thirteen. I really don’t have a choice. Don’t tell Lyra.” Lemy says in quick succession.
>”Sure, but get dressed so you can play with Lyle, Gloom, and me.” Liby says, looking up to see said ‘security camera’.
>”Deal.” Lemy says as he yanks his jeans up and zippers them.
>Unfortunately, his zipper catches the blanket and he tangled in it, falling to the floor.
>”Fuck!” Lemy shouts.
>Liby stifles a laugh as she runs over to help.
>”A-Are you alright?” Liby says.
>”Peachy, cuz.” Lemy groans as he fiddled with the zipper and gets it loose.
>”Cool. They’re probably waiting on us.” Liby says as she looks at the camera, she’s gonna have to review that later.
>Just the fall! That’s it! The fall!
>”So, what’re we playing?” Lemy says as he locksthe door behind him.
>”A little Fifth edition to start. Gloom said she had an idea for Genesys. And we could alway finish up with FATE if we come up with a one shot idea.” Liby says as she heads down the stairs.
>”Was any of that English?”
>”It’s nerd stuff.” Liby says.
>”Oh okay. I’m gonna go jerk off.” He says as he turns on his heel.
>”Wh-Hey!” Liby says as she stomps her foot.
>”What? It sounds boring and if I’m gonna be embarrassed about something, I might as well enjoy it.” Lemy says.
>Liby looks around nervously. No camera on the stairs, not since the cease and desist letter, okay...
>Time to take a risk.
>Roll Charm, minus one modifier...
>”Play with us. Please, you’ll like it, I promise. And, if not, I’ll grmblgrmbl.” Liby muttered.
>”What was that?” Lemy says, not out of sadism, but actually not understanding her.
>Liby squirms, her skin feels hot and her clothes feel tight and revealing, despite her wearing practically the same thing every day.
>”I’ll su- I can help you out later. With your, y’know... dick.” Liby somehow says audibly.
>”You’ll suck my-?” Lemy says, his eye drifting over Liby’s headgear. “Ouch! What the hell?”
>”I-I’m getting my headgear off next week. For like a mold they need to take, but it’ll be off for a few days, so... like, no problems.” Liby reassures, before remembering this was a bargaining chip. “But that’s IF you don’t have fun today.”
>”What then?” Lemy says, caught between intrigued and scared.
>”I said I would help you out. Leave it alone.” Liby says.
>”No, but, like, what does that mean. You’re talking about it being off for a few days. Are you offering like-“
>Having caught on, Liby interjects. “Ew! No! Not like that. Th-that would be gross! Like, like once. That’s all. So, are you in?” Liby gestures to the dining room.
>”Oh, yeah, totally.” Lemy says trying to keep it cool.
>They walk into the dining room, where Lyle and Gloom are sitting.
>Lyle is covering his ears and blushing with his eyes closed.
> Gloom is eating Doritos by the hand full, but that dust doesn’t even stick to her dainty fingers.
>”Don’t worry, Lemy. I’ll make sure you have an awful time.” Gloom says with a wink.
>Liby takes a seat wordlessly, before beginning. “You three meet in a tavern on the edge of small village, Elswich. Describe yourselves, Lemy take one of the character sheets I prepared for you.”
>A single tear rolls down her face, they definitely heard that, and it was going to be an uphill battle...