Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jun 17, 2016 8:13:05 GMT -8
In one of the tall windows of the Hospitality Den, Madame Naoki stands, mug cupped in one hand. From her perch here, though she can’t quite see above the Citadel walls, a clear view is afforded of the Citadel Gate. As she watches, the bulk of the Dawn Riders return, some leading their griffins, others choosing to ride. Regardless, the majority of them trudge off toward the combination barracks and eyries. Returning home after a job well done. Fewer in number, but ultimately triumphant.
That’s sort of the thing about war, she muses, sipping at her drink. Never are battles won without loss of life on the winning side. Each victory is bitter-sweet. Which isn’t… really… excellent, she supposes, but it’s also war, and such is the reality of things.
Regardless, turning back about and passing back through the veil of layered curtains, Naoki is careful not to fold the hem of her short modal robe as she seats herself in the seating area. Still sipping at her mug, reviews her preparations and mental notes. This meeting- there will be a number of things to cover. A few moments now, while she has the time, should allow her to expedite the… boring bits quite a lot.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Jun 17, 2016 8:36:55 GMT -8
With St. George situated comfortably in his barracks and half a cow plus pancakes on its way to reward her beloved mount, Liz finally made her way through the Citadel towards the Hospitality Den.
She entered the Den after a quick knock to announce her presence. She was in her General's uniform, having taken a quick shower so she was not stinking up the Hospitality Den with the scent of sweaty human, griffin, and horse.
As she entered she took a moment to look about. Liz had never actually been in the Hospitality Den before, usually just meeting Naoki in the Midnight Sun or the Citadel. The furnishings were very opulent in her mind, fitting for their supposed purpose and the name of the room.
She was a bit surprised to see Naoki there, holding a mug and in a robe, looking like someone who had just woken up and was going to fetch a paper. Her surprise was all internalized though, as she snapped to attention and saluted.
"Lady Naoki, you sent for me, ma'am?" Her voice was its usual professional tone, with just a hint of confusion at Naoki's attire.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jun 18, 2016 4:33:16 GMT -8
“Liz!”
Placing her mug down on the table and rising from her seat, a few quick steps bring Naoki within arm’s reach of Liz. Judging by her outstretched arms, it seems almost as if Naoki is going to go for the hug, but at the last moment, her arms lower, instead opting for the handshake-shoulder clap combo.
“Welcome back, it’s good to see you. Have a seat, we’ve got a lot to discuss.”
Gesturing inward to the sunken seating area, Naoki leads the way over and reseats herself, expecting Liz to choose a position somewhere around the circumference of the sofa.
“First and foremost, allow me to repeat, welcome back; and congratulations on your victory. Through your leadership and personal involvement, a situation that could have potentially developed into an international disaster of hitherto unforeseen chaos and loss of life. For this, you have not only my personal thanks, not only the thanks of the people of Isra, but the thanks of the civilized world at large. I’m not sure how aware you are of the gravity of the situation you were involved in there, but you will be remembered as a hero for this, alongside the others that took part.”
“For your actions, you, St. George, and your company have all earned all manner of medals and commendations. There will be an awards ceremony sometime next week. Is there anything further I should be aware of that you haven’t had the opportunity to share yet?”
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Jun 18, 2016 8:13:25 GMT -8
Liz smiled warmly at Madame Naoki as she took her hand, genuinely glad to see her again. Her eyes held nothing but warmth for the cat-woman who had allowed her to prove herself when no one else would.
She followed Naoki down to the plush seating area at the center of the room, taking a seat closer to her, so that the entire central table was not between them.
"It is always a pleasure to see you milady. And I will pass the congratulations on to my Riders, it was they who earned the victory Lady Naoki, and I am glad to hear that they will be recognized for that. As for anything you are not aware of..."
She fished around her in her pocket, coming up with a very small pouch full of jingling items, setting it on the table.
"These are but a very small part of the large gem that was the source of the power behind the undead uprising. My Riders were trying to keep them as souvenirs, but when Queen Nyx ordered them rounded up I confiscated these. Its not much, only the tiniest shards escaped her diligence. The Queen would also like to host an international summit here for all the Leaders who will attend."
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jun 19, 2016 6:31:49 GMT -8
As Liz produces the crystal shards, Naoki nods slowly, and begins to articulate her thoughts, “I was actually informed of the queen’s intentions earlier, by one of my other pieces on the field. Preparations have already begun. These crystal bits you’ve confiscated... I think I’ll hand them over to The The Enclave of Isranian Magi for analysis. Any information we can garner is good information, I would think.” Turning her head to face Liz, Naoki’s volume rises above the somewhat disinterested tone of her last statement, “That reminds, me, though; we’ve gone and redone the government, Liz! Get comfortable for this...” Bending her knees up to bring her bare feet up onto the surface of the couch, Naoki rests her left arm across the top of her knees and gesticulates with her right hand (still holding the mug) as she continues emphatically. “So, the first thing is that Former Prime Minister Sephiran is just that- former. A vote of no confidence was called by Judiciary Governor Ryden. The vote and the discussion preceding it were politics at their finest, but the vote ended up passing. Ryden was chosen to fill the position, and in cooperation with myself, a wave of governmental reforms were ushered in.” It’s a good thing Liz isn’t sitting on the opposite side of the table following Naoki's change in posture; she might feel rather uncomfortable if she were. “Chiefly, there’s a new body. The Conclave. Sitting above The Assembly, The Conclave is intended to be a gathering of the individuals who actually do things for the nation, as opposed to simply elected representatives of the people. The Conclave has the exclusive right to propose new bills, and The Assembly has the exclusive right to sign them into law. Conclave members are chosen from the Assembly, but appointment to is up to my decision, and I can also veto bills at any stage of the process. There will be Ministers on The Conclave for each major area of the government's concern. Finances, Industry, Immigration, all of those sorts of things. Each of them will be responsible for their own bivouac of responsibilities, and there will be representatives for each of the three branches of military.” “I’ve gone ahead and cut a few deals, and we have an Isran navy in the works. They’ll operate out of the river, and I’m inclined to think that I’ve found some highly talented individuals to run it. The third prong, though, will be your Dawn Riders. Land, sea, and air, I figure. I’ve budgeted more funds into your organization, issued orders to prepare for expansion, and split the whole thing off from the primary army. You’ve been promoted, too, High Commodore Elizabeth Finch. You stand on equal footing with High General Cyronin and High Admiral Valerian. Congratulations.” With a chuckle and accompanying smirk, Naoki’s mug-less hand detaches from her knees to aim a friendly sort of shove in Liz’ direction.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Jun 19, 2016 18:00:06 GMT -8
Liz sat back, now under the full impression that this is not a formal meeting. Naoki's initial outfit and mug had given her that idea, but as an officer she felt like she should maintain professionalism as long as possible. Naoki's attitude proved infectious however, and she leaned back into the comfy couch, spreading her arms along the top of it as she put her right ankle almost on top of her left leg, her military uniform not allowing for any sort of...unseemly views. She listened intently as Naoki spoke, she'd not had a problem with the former Prime Minister, but after what Ryden had said about the potential military response to Aaedan, she was not very fond of him. Liz had always thought the previous legislature had been too large and cumbersome, with the actual content of the bills taking way too long to be agreed upon.
At hearing that she would be now equivalent in rank to the High Admiral and High General, she sat there with the same stunned face that she had when Naoki had told her she was going to be the next commander of the Dawn Riders. She was glad to no longer be under Cyronin's command, not that she had an issue with Cyronin necessarily, he wasn't as aggressive as she would like, so she was happy to answer to no one but Naoki now. Naoki's shove brought her back to reality, and she blinked a few times before responding to her.
"Th...thank you ma'am, I won't let you down. You have continued to place your trust in me and support me...I can never repay you or thank you enough for the opportunities you have given me." A single tear passed down her cheek, a rare display of emotion from the usually taciturn warrior as she scooted over and hugged the cat-woman, a chaste hug that was a pure display of gratitude and affection to a woman that was the closest thing Liz had to a parental figure.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jun 20, 2016 16:34:09 GMT -8
As Liz scoots in to go for the hug, Naoki is caught somewhat off guard, but does not protest. She can work with this. Reaching off to one side, her mug finds an unstable resting place atop a nearby pillow, allowing both of Naoki’s arms to reciprocate the embrace, wrapping themselves around Liz’ torso. One arm comes to rest on Liz’s lower back just above the curve of her rear, slightly lower than typical propriety would indicate, but quite within the bounds of accidental placement.
Like this, Naoki remains, for however long Liz decides to maintain the embrace. Always ideal to allow the other to disengage, after all. However, once she does, Naoki takes just a moment to transfer the mug from its temporary perch atop the pillow over to the level surface of the table. Only a few dregs of her beverage remain anyway.
With the mug safely tucked away, and some progress in the intimacy department logged, Naoki decides that some more closeness is in order. Besides, she’s a bit cold in the robe. Barring any quick scooting away or rejection on Liz’ part, Naoki aims to rest her head against the front of Liz’ shoulder, in such a way that would leave one pointed ear just barely tickling Liz’ cheek, and set the natural resting position of Liz’s hand on her upper thigh. An unfortunate - or fortunate, as the case might happen to be - side effect of her motion is that the front of her robe gapes open just a little more than it was designed to. The view Liz is presented does not offer enough vantage for full exposure, but is quite enough to confirm that Naoki is not wearing anything under the robe.
Resting the side of her head on Liz’ chest, Naoki speaks softly, “You’ve done everything to earn my trust. You’re reliable, responsible, and a good leader. Easily among my favorites, you are. But this promotion… it will come with more responsibilities. You’ll be expected to attend Conclave meetings, manage more men, and adopt a more administrative role across the board. More stress, really.”
As she speaks, Liz may become aware of the way Naoki’s whole body moves slightly with the tempo of her speech, and the manner in which vibrations are translated not only through the air between them, but directly from one body to the other.
“How are you faring in that regard, by the way? Fighting tooth and nail to save the world must take a lot out of a girl. You are getting enough time to relax between duties, aren’t you?”
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Jun 21, 2016 2:55:56 GMT -8
The hug lasted only slightly longer than was appropriate, Liz was comfortable around very few people, and Naoki was one of them. She had always trusted the other woman, and while this sudden physical affection was new, Liz didn't mind it in the least. Her hand did indeed come to rest gently on Naoki's thigh, more out of comfort than anything else.
"More stress is what I live for, you know that better than anyone else. Although that stress is usually the life-threatening kind, not the running late to a boring ass meeting and accidentally spilling my drink on my notes kind. Although..."
Holy shit, she really was like a cat. It was like having a cat on your lap, she felt every word Naoki was saying. It was a strange, but not unpleasant feeling. It took her a second to regain her train of thought as she pursued that one, but she came back to the topic at hand, her voice a lot softer and her tone more natural than the clipped military tone taught to all of Isra's officers. The glimpse down Naoki's robe brought some color and heat to her cheeks, but she did her best to ignore it, hopefully she couldn't feel it through her ear tip.
"Well, fighting tooth and nail is exhausting, so I wouldn't say I need a break from the stress mentally, but my body is exhausted, so I could probably use some physical rest at the very least. I feel like I could sleep for a week."
As she said that she rested her head on Naoki's, extremely careful to not crumple either of her pointed ears. Her hair was still up in its pony tail, which was resting on the back of the couch.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jun 22, 2016 9:04:01 GMT -8
“Ah, but you’ve got to draw the distinction. I don’t mean the distinction between battlefield stress and administrative stress, but rather the distinction between the thrill of battle, finding enjoyment in leadership, solving difficult problems, and the other kind of stress.”
As she’s speaking, Naoki’s tail finds its way around and snakes its way up between Liz’ legs, gently rubbing against the inside of her thigh.
“The bad kind of stress, where you internalize everything and don’t express yourself. Where you’re constantly on edge. When you don’t speak earnestly with anyone, don’t relax, and never feel at peace with yourself. Look at yourself…”
Naoki’s head nuzzles back into Liz’ shoulder, rolling from side to side in a massaging motion, causing her ears to flatten and rub up into Liz’ cheek.
“You’re tense. Muscular, but tense. When was the last time you took a few hours just to yourself? When was the last time you were hugged, before just now? When was the last time you made love, or spent any length of quality time with someone bipedal? You’ve been working almost nonstop for years, Liz. You’ve killed more people than you’ve kissed. You’ve spent more time in the saddle than in bed. And don’t misunderstand, I don’t mean to imply that your contributions haven’t been appreciated. You’ve saved more lives than can be counted, and your dedication has seen you all the way up the ladder, and earned you every bit of glory and favor you have. Your nose has been at the grindstone for as long as I’ve known you. ... But that’s no way to live your life, even if you do find enjoyment in the hard work. Sometimes…”
Naoki trails off, lost either in thought or the the other woman’s not-quite-tender embrace. However, she raises her head abruptly, turning to face Liz, eager to articulate her latest thought, “Sometimes, one just needs a massage! Like you, right now. Let me work that muscular tension out of you. Roll over?”
With one raised finger, Naoki makes a small swirling motion to accompany her suggestion.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Jun 22, 2016 9:39:04 GMT -8
Liz pondered on Naoki's words as she spoke them. If she was honest with herself she had long ago given up hope for any sort of personal life. Her work had, did, and would probably always come first, and as yet she hadn't met anyone, man or woman, who was interested and accepting of that. The thought of likely never having a family, or finding the right person, or even her lack of friends; had once filled her with sadness. Her method of fixing that sadness had been to ignore the whole damn thing and devote her life to her career and her city. That tactic, combined with the occasional bout of drunkenness in St. George's stable, had largely done their job in suppressing those feelings.
"It has been a long time ma'am, years probably. To be perfectly honest I do my best not to think about how long its been. This would be the first time in years since I have done any of that, what few things on that list I have actually done..."
Naoki's velvety soft tail rubbing the inside of her leg brought her thoughts crashing back to the situation at hand. The color on her cheeks deepened into a near crimson color as she admitted inwardly that the attention she was receiving from Naoki's tail felt good. She had always thought Naoki was a very attractive cat-woman, but as such thiughts were inappropriate for an Officer to have regarding her superior, she had dismissed them, although they were certainly at the forefront of her mind now. Those thoughts made it difficult for her to resist Naoki's request, and her cheeks further darkened in color and Liz could feel them burning crimson and fervently hoping that Naoki just assumed it was from tiredness.
"Yes ma'am, but only since I assume you'll make it a direct order if I refuse."
The part of her that demanded discipline wanted to refuse, but the part of her focused on Naoki's tail and exposed body was in control now, and she rolled over onto her stomach as directed, the buttons on her jacket pressing a bit uncomfortably into her chest and stomach.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jun 22, 2016 16:37:29 GMT -8
“Your personal well-being is not to be so callously neglected, Liz. Mental stress leads to less than full control of yourself. That leads to mistakes. Mistakes on the battlefield lead to death. And that would be less than pleasant for the both of us. To speak nothing of physical stress.”
Naoki disengages herself and stands, allowing Liz to reposition. She takes a moment to stretch, raising her hands up above her head and arching her back and tail together to form what is very nearly a full circle. Releasing the pose after a few moments, she begins to crack her knuckles, turning back around to face the sofa.
What she sees there inspires a jokingly irritated sort of look, accompanied by a small huff and one hand being placed on Naoki’s hip in mock-disapproval.
“Come now, do you really think I’m going to be able to massage your shoulders with those epaulets on? I’m flattered by your confidence in me… but I’m not that good. Off with your top! I’m going to go get the oil.”
With that, Naoki slinks her way away, bare feet making only the softest of pads across the floor, off behind some conglomeration of curtains, presumably in the direction of wherever the oil is kept.
A moment passes in silence before an afterthought filters back through the curtains: “And the trousers too!”
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Jun 23, 2016 4:41:59 GMT -8
"Yes ma'am!"
Liz grinned sheepishly and sat up as Naoki walked off to get the oil. She unbuttoned her jacket with ease, removing it carefully and setting it out on the table so it wouldn't get wrinkled. Underneath of it was a pristine white button up shirt, which she also removed and gently laid on top of the jacket. Beneath the shirt was a plain gray, sleeveless, undershirt, and no bra. Her boots came off next, taking a bit longer than the shirt due to the number of straps on them, and she set those gently on the floor.
Liz hesitated a bit before beginning to remove her pants. It wasn't that she was particularly uncomfortable with being clad in nothing but her undergarments, a career in the military had long ago removed any hesitations about that, but that she wasn't sure if this was still appropriate. She remembered that Naoki wasn't wearing any pants either, and while that thought did bring quite a bit more color to her cheeks, ot reassured that if the High Lady of Isra had asked for it and was doing it herself, it couldn't possibly be inappropriate for her to do. With that in mind she slipped quickly out of her pants, unveiling her shapely, and slightly scarred, legs as well as a pair of underwear that matched her shirt.
As she laid back down on the couch, she nearly dozed off, it was so incredibly comfortable but that probably wouldn't be good in this situation and she did her best to remain awake. Naoki was certainky right though, she was a lot more comfortable without her uniform on.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jun 23, 2016 8:07:21 GMT -8
Presently, Naoki returns to the main area of the Hospitality Den, a small wooden box held under one arm. Standing up on the main floor above the seating area, she takes a moment to look down upon Liz’ prostrated form. Naoki’s tongue runs itself across her upper lip in an almost predatory fashion as she savors the sight.
However, why just look when one can touch. Setting the box down on the edge of the sofa, Naoki slowly eases herself down onto the sofa, placing one knee on either side of Liz’ abdomen to straddle her from behind. Seeing as how the pair of them are almost the same size, Naoki’s legs aren’t quite long enough to prevent contact, and as such, the insides of her legs brush warmly up against Liz’ sides, from the sides of her stomach all the way down to where Naoki’s feet rest on either side of Liz’ thighs.
However, Liz need not endure the dampening presence of her undershirt much longer. Reaching a hand down between her own legs, Naoki grasps at the hem and begins tugging upward, intending to bring the undershirt up over Liz’ head and remove it.
“Almond oil leaves nasty stains, let’s get this off you…”
Assuming that she is allowed to, Naoki proceeds to gently remove Liz’ undershirt and cast it aside unceremoniously to rest in a pile with the rest of her clothes.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Jun 23, 2016 9:46:06 GMT -8
Liz offered no resistance as Naoki removed her shirt, after all, she was still laying face down so Naoki wouldn't get a glimpse of too much she hoped. Although there was a rapidly growing part of her mind that would not object to that in the slightest.
The warmth of Naoki's body against hers nearly elicits a moan on its own, and she twitches slightly as the cat-woman's legs pressed down around her stomach. This felt way better already then she thought it would. She had never been so...vulnerable or exposed before, and the thought was half exciting and half frightening to a woman who was used to always being in control and in command.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jun 23, 2016 13:48:25 GMT -8
With that pesky bit of cloth out of the way, the full expanse of Liz’ back is exposed. Naoki gently slides Liz’ ponytail off to one side, as not to get in the way of the massaging. Reaching over to the side, a few bottles clink about in the box as Naoki locates the massage oil. Dripping a healthy amount onto one hand, she takes another tantalizing moment to rub the oil into and between her hands, warming up the oil, releasing the scent, and keeping Liz on edge for just a moment longer.
Soon enough, however, Naoki sees it fit to begin. Spreading her hands, she plants the pads of her fingers on Liz’ shoulderblades. She gives a few experimental kneading motions before pausing.
“Take three deep breaths...”
As Liz breathes, Naoki breathes with her, and afterward, subtly adjusts her position to sit more comfortably. Then the massage begins in earnest. Naoki starts by placing the palms of her hands to either side of Liz’ spine, and sweeps them outward, rubbing lightly up toward the shoulders before repeating, moving incrementally downward with each successive effleurage. As she nears the the lower portions of Liz’ back, the tactic changes.
Moving back up to the shoulders and using the palms of her hands and the surfaces of her fingertips, Naoki massages around the tops of Liz’ shoulders, rolling around the sides of her neck, and up to the base of her skull. She maintains a slow, yet steady rhythm, syncing her movements to the pace of Liz’ breathing. A few light squeezing motions are employed to loosen up the shoulders, before Naoki’s hands slide their way back down Liz’ spine in one fluid stroke.
Spreading out her hands once again, Naoki starts at the base of Liz’ spine and brings her hands up slowly, all the way up to the shoulder blades, and back down again, gliding across the skin. The oil removes the majority of the friction, but Naoki subtly increases the pressure with each consecutive stroke, using her hands to soothe the muscles in both sides of Liz’ back simultaneously. The pressure is applied only in the upward direction, however; toward the heart.
Presently, Naoki pauses, removing her hands and sitting up. The clinking of glass would suggest that she’s applying more oil to her hands. She intones softly, her words matching the gentleness of her hands, “How are you feeling? Have I missed anything so far?”
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Jun 24, 2016 6:26:19 GMT -8
Liz could feel the stress flowing out of her body as Naoki's hands made their journey across her back. Every touch released stress and tension that she had not even realized was present, and a soft, low groan escaped her as she felt like she was practically melting into the soft couch.
"Uhhh...I don't think you have missed anything on my back..."
A slight emphasis on "my back" suggested that Liz was completely okay with Naoki putting her magical stress-reducing hands any where she wanted. Between the massage, her enjoyment of just how close she was physically with Naoki, and her exhaustion, her capacity for resistance was at about zero.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jun 24, 2016 8:01:35 GMT -8
“Then on to the lower back we go…”
Shimming downward, Naoki brings her area of focus to settle squarely on Liz’ lower back and behind. Another predatory sort of grin crosses her face as she finishes rubbing the oil into her hands. To begin, she places her hands on the sides of Liz’ waist, giving a few experimental rubs but really just testing the waters, feeling out the shape. Gradually, her hands slide down. Down to the hips, and even lower than that in rhythmic, curvilinear strokes, carrying Liz’ underwear down with them
With the posterior presented, Naoki’s hands stroke upward and toward the center, rendezvousing in the small of Liz’ back before again going their separate ways downward. Using primarily the palms, Naoki makes long, fluid strokes down from the lower back to the buttocks, and back up again.
Eventually, she transitions into kneading motions focusing on the bottom. Here, the flesh isn’t quite as pliable as one might like. Some combination of muscular tension and tone. This elicits a soft sort of chuckle from Naoki.
“There’s a lot of tension in here; your butt is saddle-shaped, Liz.”
Naoki begins to apply petrissage to remedy this. Forming an angle with one hand and her other thumb, she kneads the tissue, squeezing it, pressing it, and rolling it about beneath her hands. Each motion is very strictly centripetal, intending to aid the flow of blood up and out toward the heart. She debates utilizing tapotement to more thoroughly work the soreness out, but decides against it after glancing up to see Liz’ facial expression. One of complete submission. Yet another carnivorous sort of smirk crosses Naoki’s face, and she debates cutting the massage portion of their time together short, but again, decides against it. It isn’t as if either of them have anywhere else to be.
Instead, she shimmies downward once again, bringing her knees to a stop on either size of Liz’ feet. Reaching upward, Naoki prefaces the third stage of her massage by finishing her removal of Liz’ underwear, sliding them all the way down and off around her feet. They, too, are tossed off unceremoniously to sit with the rest.
Then she begins. Starting with upward, flowing strokes starting at the ankle and going all the way up to the thigh and back down again, Naoki moves from the outer legs to the inner in tandem, bringing the tips of her fingers to brush tantalizingly against the erogenous zone between Liz’ legs at the height of each motion. Each consecutive upward stroke is applied with more gentle pressure than the last, and the rhythmic motions seem unending.
However, she does not dwell there. Leaving the honeypot untapped, Naoki moves all the way back down the legs, focusing her attention next on the feet. After taking another moment to re-oil her hands, Naoki addresses both feet simultaneously, switching from her palms to the pads of her fingers to make small circles of pressure just beneath the toes. Gradually, she slides upward, around the arch of the foot, up over the heels, and then addressing the ankles. After repeating these motions a few times, Naoki’s hands begin to move once again up the legs, still maintaining that slow, steady rhythm.
Then she begins the downward strokes. Starting at the inner thigh, Naoki’s hands slide their way down all the way down to the soles of the feet before sliding their way back up. With each downward rub, the pressure increases slightly before easing off for the gentle upstroke.
After a few repetitions, Naoki figures that Liz’ legs are about finished. With a mildly pleased sort of grin on her face, Naoki moves back, disengaging herself to sit properly on her behind near Liz’ feet. Reaching a hand over, she jostles Liz’ behind with a playful shove- really more of a slap, and speaks, “That’s it for your back. Roll over so I can do the front.”
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Jun 24, 2016 8:44:43 GMT -8
Liz laughed at the saddle-shaped comment in place of a second moan, it was true to some extent. After spending so much time in the saddle, sitting in a normal seat felt weird, and it took a while for her to get used to it again.
It took everything she had to resist kicking Naoki everytime she touched Liz's feet, especially the soles, but her efforts prevented all but a slight twitch, noticeable to Naoki but not even remotely dangerous. As Naoki's hands traced the outline of her erogenous areas, Liz gasped and gripped the sheets, the thrill of it sending shivers up her spine and she squirmed a bit under the pleasure. Naoki's touch would elicit a rather, noticeable reaction that blended in a bit with oil. Liz was unaware of that particular reaction, but she was feeling very flushed and was momentarily unsure of how to respond to the cat-woman's request.
"Ummm...yes...yes of course milady."
Her tone was a bit unsure as her divided brain continued to fight against itself, but again the pleasured part won and Liz found herself rolling over at Naoki's request. Her physique, already impressive from the back, was certainly more visually impressive from the front, at least from a muscular point of view. She even had a brief opportunity to demonstrate it as the oil on her back nearly made her slip off the couch to the floor but she narrowly caught herself in a brief, yet impressive display of reflexes.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jun 24, 2016 16:37:50 GMT -8
Naoki represses another predatory grin as Liz obediently turns over. What a sight that is. One that Naoki finds most appreciable. And, she supposes, one that her eyes are alone in having the pleasure of viewing- now, or at any other point, past or present. High Commodore Elizabeth Finch! The strong, the stubborn. Hero and decorated veteran of war, whose cunning and ferocity on the battlefield knows no peer. Whose skills, both martial and in command, played a significant role only days ago in what would have been otherwise another great cataclysm.
Blushing wildly, absolutely submissive, totally naked, lying on her back, oiled up, and all but begging to be ravished. And, while Naoki’s benevolence is often limitless, so too is her capacity to tease. Standing from the sofa, she sheds her robe, taking a few steps up toward the head of the seat. Moving back up again onto the sofa, Naoki kneels with her knees to either side of Liz’ head.
As she reapplies oil to her hands, Naoki looks down to make eye contact, flashing a cheerful smile that contrasts wildly with the tenderness of her motions as she sets in for the third stage of the massage. Sliding her hands around the upper chest, Naoki again appraises the area with experimental rubs and presses before beginning properly, starting with the shoulder well. Between thumb and forefinger, she applies pressure to the point in the middle of Liz’ tendons in the base of her neck to release another node of tension. However, she dwells here for only a moment before moving on down around the shoulders to the clavicle. Pressing gently she spends a moment tenderly stroking at the erogenous zone just below Liz’ collarbone before moving downward once again, sliding between Liz’ breasts to pause upon finding the slight indentation just above her heart in the center of her chest. Here, in this intention, Naoki applies pressure with two fingers from each hand, draining the tension in Liz’ chest up, into her warm hands, and away. For a handful of moments, the ceaseless ministrations pause as Naoki continues to apply pressure, simply breathing in pace with Liz.
Presently, she removes her hands, and sits back up. This time, the oil is applied directly to Liz, poured across her chest. While it might be a bit cold at first, Naoki’s hands set in once again to spread their warmth, starting around the shoulders before using a connecting stroke to slide her palms down the chest, and up across the breasts.
A few full-handed grasping and kneading motions gradually transition into a gentle caress, and then light pinching, rolling the nub around between forefinger and thumb, always careful not to tug too hard, or push too far. After a few sensuous moments of that, Naoki withdraws, coming back up to the neck and head.
To begin the fourth and final stage of what can plausibly be called a ‘massage’, Naoki’s hands make long, smooth strokes up Liz’ siders to her shoulders, continuing up to use the backs of her hands to stroke the neck and chin. Moving up once again, the pads of Naoki’s thumbs move in small circles as they slide from the shoulders up the neck to the base of the skull.
Running her hands up the neck, Naoki cups Liz’ head lightly in her hands, lifting it slightly off the sofa. Using her forefingers, Naoki presses into the small hollows where skull meets neck, moving in small circles to stimulate the erogenous zones there.
Presently, she gently allows Liz’s head to rest back on the surface of the sofa, bringing her hands back up to massage the temples with firm, circular strokes. Next, Naoki lightly traces the outlines of Liz’ jawline, forehead, and nose, before moving to apply pressure to the center of the forehead, another point of tension release. Finally, to conclude the massage, Naoki begins to stroke and rub at Liz’ ears, one of the body’s more sensitive organs.
However, like all good things, the massage draws to a close as Naoki removes her hands and sits up again, idly stroking at Liz’ hair but not otherwise continuing the massage proper. For a moment she simply sits, allowing Liz to revel in the relaxation of the completed massage for a handful of moments.
Naoki could opt to simply allow Liz to pass into unconsciousness. Goodness knows she needs some rest after all that. But they both know that Liz needs something else even more.
Again Naoki stands, making her way back down to Liz’ feet. However, instead of straddling, Naoki assumes a prone position, resting on her elbows and facing Liz.. Naoki uses her hands to part the feet before her, and with them, Liz’ legs. Shimming upward, Naoki moves her body up to occupy the space between the parted legs, tracing one oiled finger up the inside of Liz’ thighs. Wordlessly, she flashes Liz another predatory grin, and begins to address the one portion of Liz’ body that was not covered in the so called “full body” massage; the part that is most in need of a loving touch.
Sometimes, the best way to deal with accumulated stress and tension is to build it up. To bring it all up, gathering it in one spot, in the forefront of one’s mind. To bring it all to balance on the point of a needle, on the crest of a wave. And to leave it there, perfectly balanced, leaning neither here nor there, simply resting at the precipice. And then, just when it seems as if it can balance no longer, to allow it to escape, in great, cascading waves that seem to have no end. Waves enough to wash over one’s entire body, to wash away all coherent thought, leaving one in a nirvanic state of bliss. Freedom of form and mind, oblivious to all external circumstances, simply riding the endlessly cascading waves of pleasure from one climax to the next.
And sometimes this isn’t enough. Sometimes this procedure needs to be repeated upwards of twenty times over the next three hours. Which is exactly what Naoki proceeds to do.
When Liz comes to, she might notate that a few things have changed. First and foremost, she’s lying on an entirely separate section of the seating area, and is covered from the waist down with a blanket. Instead of resting her head on a pillow, or simply the surface of the sofa, Liz’ head is sitting squarely in Naoki’s lap, who still hasn’t located any clothing to replace her robe.
One of Naoki’s hands idly strokes at Liz’ hair, as if her head is some small animal snuggled up between her thighs to be petted. Her other hand holds a book open for her reading. From her position, Liz may be able to look up and read along, and would find it to be a book about military logistics, of all things. Some light reading, apparently. A look toward the window would betray the fact that the sun has long since set, and the coolness of night has once again settled over Isra. Additionally, Liz’ clothing is nowhere to be seen.
If Naoki notices when Liz wakes, she doesn’t say so, instead continuing to read away, studying the proper ways to supply an army.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Jun 25, 2016 8:33:23 GMT -8
Having already mentally submitted to whatever it is that Naoki wants to do in the massage, Liz barely moved during the third stage, aside from a slight twitch as Naoki neared her neck. Spending one's adulthood in near constant combat had made her slightly twitch about people's hands near her throat, and the twitch was a subtle motion of her hands upwards before she stopped her hands. Another gasp followed by numerous moans is all that she can emit as Naoki's finger glides up between her legs and begins its work.
The next three hours pass in a blur for Liz, Naoki's expert ministrations leaving her capable of nothing more than moaning and writhing in pleasure. Each crest of the wave that washes over her body elicits louder and louder moans from the Commodore, helpless beneath the motions of Naoki's hands. She passes out, exhausted, just after she finishes for the final time, her exhausted body and mind lulled to sleep by the past few hours of utter pleasure and relaxation.
Night approaches, and Liz awakens after several hours of blissful, apparently nude, slumber on the soft plush cushions. It is far more sleep than she has gotten without being awoken in a long time. Momentary confusion engulfs her as the events of the few hours prior to her slumber flood into her mind. She's not where she remembered falling asleep, but her slowly-awakening mind takes in the lack of daylight and Naoki's book and correctly surmises that she must have been moved. Why they were both still unclothed she wasn't sure, but perhaps Naoki was more comfortable that way?
"Er...Good evening Lady Naoki, I guess I should thank you for earlier..."
Her tone is very awkward and unsure, she has never been in a situation even remotely similar to what just occurred, and it shows now in her voice and the coloration rapidly returning to her cheeks.
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