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Known as the Celestial Seat, Nyka is a religious city in Northern Sylira. Ruled by four demigods and traversed by a large crevice, the monk-city is both mystical and dangerous. [Lore]

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Postby Sayren WindDancer on September 27th, 2013, 8:22 am

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A small grin grew on Sayren's face as she continued to run her fingers against Sekai. Her pale skin seemed so smooth. Now her skin was glowing with a red tint. She must've been relishing in the contact Sayren was providing her. Even though her minute sound attempted to object, she was warming up to Sayren's brisk touch.

She leaned over and whispered into the girl's ear, "Just relax. It'll help me bathe you." With that, Sayren reached down to cup some water within her hand and raise it above the girl's head. While lightly tilting the girl's neck back by her chin, Sayren began to pour some of the water just above the girl's brow. This was just enough to wet the girl's hair. So Sayren leaned over to reach for more of the water. Now making the girl's hair nice and drenched as Sayren combed through the girl's hair with her fingers.

"How does that feel?" Sayren asked as she began to apply more water towards Sekai's sides. Gently rubbing in her fingers to work off the oils on her skin.

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Postby Sekai on September 29th, 2013, 2:40 am

It is not easy to relax, when your body is so close!, the thoughts of one very flustered Sekai. She was being washed. By a woman who had a figure that would turn heads. There was no way she could relax easily. Suddenly feeling a hand gently take hold of her chin, and found herself staring at the ceiling. Looking up, she noticed a hand shaped similar to a cup above her. "Wha-?", Sekai had asked out of impulse, before having water pour upon her head. Closing her eyes at the last second, she felt the warm water pour over her head. 

After having the water poured over her the second time, Sayren started combing her fingers through her hair. Contrary to her own thoughts, Sekai couldn't help but to start relaxing under the gentle ministering of the other woman. Her mind had started to wander at this point, wandering to the point where her own checks became more flustered, and had almost missed the question being voiced by Sayren. Sekai only nodded in response, preoccupied mostly by the gentle bath.
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Postby Sayren WindDancer on October 3rd, 2013, 8:29 am

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Sayren giggled at Sekai's reactions. They were just simply adorable. She was barely able to answer Sayren's question about how the water with a muted nod of her head. After a few more applications of water on the girl's body, she slowly began to relax. The muscles unraveling from the glide of Sayren's fingers across Sekai's pallid skin.

As Sayren progressed, she noticed that her touch became more lascivious. Ever so cautiously reaching towards Sekai's sensitive areas. Even more lucidly passing her fingers near Sekai's breasts just to feel the soft tender mounds. Her intentions weren't bad. Just slowly letting her mind wander as she leaps from thinking, maybe just a little more, to, maybe a little further. Not really trying to stop herself as Sayren's right hand now comfortably drifted up Sekai's inner thighs whilst her left passed under her breasts. Just scantily nudging the flesh with her fingers.

"You okay Sekai? Your breathing is getting kind of heavy..." Sayren whispered into Sekai's ear. Her chest was rising more rapidly and her breath more than audible now. Even Sekai's heart rate was speeding out of control. Now that Sayren had a little more focus on it, she also noticed hers was moving rapid as well. Possibly enjoying herself? Could explain why her voice seemed rather rasped when she asked Sekai her question.

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Postby Sekai on October 6th, 2013, 4:08 am

Sekai sighed blissfully, as she felt herself becoming more relaxed at the hands of Sayren. However, while feeling her muscle unraveling, she felt the hands moving more closer to her more sensitive places. Those hands were wandering into places that Sekai had never let anyone else even see, much less touch, and to her, it was a strange experience. Mind you, it was a good experience, one she has never had before. Without realizing it, Sekai had relaxed further into Sayren's hands, her heart rate and breathing speeding up, and most of her resistance nonexistent, as those hands wandered closer and closer. 

While sitting there, she heard the question asked by Sayren. "Yes, I'm alright. It is just that it feels really good.", she answered in a bliss filled voice. Ten seconds later, she squealed and became extremely flustered. "No! Not in that way! The bath way feels good, but not in that other way!", the very panicky answer given, in an attempt to say that she wasn't feeling good in a more pleasurable way. Not very convincing though, with the way she was speaking, and the blush that was very evident on her face. Even her ears had turned red.
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Postby Sayren WindDancer on October 10th, 2013, 1:51 am

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Sayren continued to work around Sekai's body. Reveling in how sensitive the woman reacted to her touch. Her mind fogging as her movements became less and less subtle. Almost groping Sekai's chest and her hips. Sayren hadn't even noticed that her own hips began to gyrate beneath the water. Something about this situation was just stirring her blood. Sekai's words quietly escaped her lips, almost telling Sayren not to stop.

Sayren stopped herself when Sekai squealed. She seemed so flustered and was telling Sayren no. She was enjoying the bath, but she didn't want it in that way. Sayren honestly hadn't intended to make such lascivious advances towards Sekai. It was meant to be just a simple bath. However...her skin is so soft...and those lips...maybe if I could just kiss them. And Sayren's eyes widen. No. She couldn't. She jolted up quickly behind Sekai. Unintentionally displaying her lower half at what would be Sekai's eye level from sitting if she were to turn around to take a glimpse for herself.

Sayren needed a distraction, and fast. "Sekai. I challenge you to a fight!" She didn't say so viciously. Just determined with a sense of playfulness to it. A good fight always made a good distraction.

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Postby Sekai on October 13th, 2013, 5:00 am

Sekai was just about to let go every last strand of resistance she had, when Sayren suddenly stopped, before quickly changing into a standing position. In confusion, Sekai turned around, and was greeted by the lovely, uninstructed view of Sayren's lower half. Damn! Do you enjoy giving me views that people would throttle me to get?, Sekai squeal led mentally, as she spun herself back, facing away from Sayren. Well, after about five seconds of quick examination and admiration. Maybe...just maybe, it would be better if I...no, she...just gone ahead....and....and...., Sekai's mind started wandering, with a rosy tinge creeping up her cheeks.

However, hearing Sayren ask for a challenge, distracted Sekai from her fantasies. Wait, distraction! That was exactly what she needed, else she may just lie back and tell Sayren to finish what she started, which would be utterly embarrassing, especially in the public bath. Speaking of which, Sekai have a quick glance around, and noted a large number of eyes in their direction. Most of them probably enjoying the view given to them freely. Some curious eyes wondering about the situation mixed among them. Better to save face and accept the challenge. "I accept your challenge!", she responded, before adding her own idea on the spur of the moment. "So, what will the winner get from the loser?", was the added challenge.
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Postby Sayren WindDancer on October 18th, 2013, 9:50 am

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Sayren didn't focus on the people. She could care less about them and she knew they couldn't give much about her. Aside from the fact that she was now standing in the bath house, challenge a rather small woman that could be mistaken for a girl to a fight. That might cause an issue. However, they may even jeer for it too. Nykan's rarely ever stop a good fight. Rather they would encourage it just so it could be more entertaining.

Sekai had accepted her challenge. Not quite what she had expected. Was she a warrior too then perhaps? Or was it that she too carried pride to her and wouldn't back down from a challenge? Or maybe both, considering the girl wanted to add on to the challenge. Upping the stakes.

That would only raise Sayren's determination as her confidence was shown in her grin, beaming down at Sekai, "Placing a wager are we? Sure. We can add onto it. The victor will earn the spoils. Basically, the defeated will become the victor's servant for a day." She couldn't say the word slave. Her mother had taught her better than to even considering owning a slave. However, a servant, was employed on their own consent. Slaves are forced, but a servant always has a choice.

"What say you? Do you agree to these terms?" She asks as she offers her hand to Sekai. "I'd prefer an honorable fight."

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Postby Sekai on October 19th, 2013, 12:38 am

The smile of anticipation. The very one that can make anyone ready to accept even the most daunting of challenges. That very smile, was what Sekai immediately noticed, when she upped the stakes. Hearing the new end conditions that will inevitably occur, Sekai's eyes widened in surprise for a short moment, before a smile slowly appeared. She had no idea what she would do, if she won, but neither did she know what this woman had in mind for her. However, she herself was definitely not backing down from a fight. That, and she did not want the Nykans watching to consider her a coward for backing down, especially since it was her own idea for making a bet.

"Of course I agree to these terms. Can't back down from my own idea now, can I?", Sekai said, moving her hand to take ahold of Sayren's outstretched one, and stood up. "Where do we fight, and what are the rules?", she asked, out of formalities.
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Postby Sayren WindDancer on October 30th, 2013, 1:20 pm

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Sayren tapped on her chin as she thought about the terms for such a conflict. "Well, how about right here, right now. No need for clothes. And as for rules, don't kill the other person, and nothing that would completely harm them either. Just a quick rough house and nothing serious. After all, I don't hate you." With that, she adds in a wink, "Just think you are adorably cute."

Then she slips into a stance. Dragging her left foot forward and pointing her toes towards Sekai as her right foot faces away towards Sayren's right. She dropped her right fist down to her side and raised her left arm up in a defensive manner. That grin was still widespread on her face, "Well? How would you like to do this? Me make the first move? Or you?"

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Postby Sekai on November 1st, 2013, 3:29 am

Sekai began to worry, as she heard the conditions for the small fight she was now engaged in. Unarmed combat?!?! But, but, but, I don't know how to fight without a weapon! Guuuu...I can't back down, especially since I'm the one who basically dug the hole..., she thought to herself, with a mental sigh. Sekai's blush became more noticeable, as he was complimented by Sayren, to which she responded "Speak for yourself! You turn heads!", without thinking. Three ticks later, Sekai covered her mouth, and the rosy tinge became tomato red. 

Seeing Sayren move into what appears to be a stance, Sekai's mind was taken off the more embarrassing topics, and focused more on the upcoming fight. Left foot out, right foot to the side. More stability. Right arm down, left arm up. Defensive? I presume that her fighting style revolves around defensive offensive, while remaining in generally one area. In that case, logically one should go for the back or legs., she strategized, and wondered how to get into a stance for the fight. She was pretty sure the stance for an unarmed fighter differed from sword wielders by a large amount. Hearing the question of who should attempt to land the first strike, Sekai said "Me.", and waited five ticks. 

She then moved towards Sayren, throwing a very clumsy punch with her right fist towards the stomach, and whether it lands or is blocked, she will swing her left hand around for the side of the torso. Of course, if she was grabbed on the first punch, then Sekai would just attempt to tug her arm out of the hold.
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