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[16:04] Erikas eyes continued to stay fixed on his. Very little motion could be seen from the girl, minus the rise and fall of her chest as she breaths. And despite the nagual man touching on her, her breathing stayed steady and slow.

There wasn't a reaction to him touching her neck, and she continued to watch him as he did just this. She wasn't sure if she should stop this. She didn't know. After a while she tilted her head a bit in confusion.

"...Is there significance to what you are doing here?" She questions.
(Erika)
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[16:14] He still continued to stay silent, and... he continued doing what he was doing here. Their eyes continued to meet each other's.

The tip of the claw continued trailing down her neck, but his gaze was drawn towards what little motion she was displaying.. which happened to be her chest, thanks to the breathing.

Thus when he got to the end of her pale skin, his hand gravitated towards a breast. The nagual wasn't very confused, he was just... unsure of where to go with this.


(Tizoc)
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[16:19] He kept his hood low as he approached, face obscured in the dim light. He recognised both of the figures before him, but it was doubtful Tizoc would recognise him - he had changed much since the nagual had last seen him. The years had not been kind.

"You are treating my maid well, I hope." came the simple question, a somewhat-croaky voice interrupting the gentle sounds of chirping wildlife. It was the voice of someone recovering from hardship, and trying very hard not to make that obvious.

"How are you, Erika? Is everything alright?"
(Tsing Tao)
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[16:22] One Tizoc had begun to gravitate more toward the... untoward parts of Erika, she stepped back to meet with the semi-familiar voice of a semi-familiar man.

It was kind of obvious that she didn't understand what was going on here, and instead ended up just standing there while he felt up on her. Despite stepping back, she still had her eyes locked upon his own.

"...I am not your maid. I am master Eiphraem and master Perseus' maid." She corrects in her soft, monotone voice. Though after this she was quiet once more.

Didn't want to reveal his identity after all.
(Erika)