Patricia Williams
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When Indra finally awoke, sunlight was penetrating the curtains he and his wife normally kept closed. Even without opening his eyes, he knew that she was nowhere around. But someone else who he lived with was. "I've lain beside you thousands of times. I know when you're sleeping and when you're awake." Opening his eyes, Indra sat up on the bed and found Keran sitting in the room with him. For the first time ever, her slender pale arms were folded across her buxom chest as she frowned at him.…
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It had been almost a week since Aveena had ended up staying at the group's home. In that time, the buxom oni had yet to wake up and instead had been lying on the couch motionless. Her color was improving bit by bit everyday, but it still was not certain when she would wake up. The group simply continued to care for her in rotations, taking turns to clean her wounds and change the bandages. Whenever she woke up, Vermeil just hoped that she would show some gratitude and give them more money.…
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Keran wiped her mouth before rushing towards the front door and stepping outside, leaving the three girls at the table in utter confusion. "Where is she going?? Is everything okay?" Lucia asked aloud. Indra took it upon himself to stand up at that very moment and he started to follow in the footsteps of his former betrothed. "Girls, stay here for now. We'll return shortly." "You're going too?" Lucia asked. "Mhm." Right before the girls' eyes, Indra's clothes started to change. In a…
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Robotically, Indra started to move towards Enyo as soon as she called for him. Even though he had only left her side this morning, he felt as if it had been significantly longer. Uncaring of his new outfit, he let his clothes fall to the ground as he walked towards her, and he watched as her expression became one of shyness. "I-I just woke up...! I can't have you taking away all my energy when I just got it back!" Laughing, he climbed into bed and pressed his body against hers. "My interests…
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Indra and Aveena were locked within a bitter stalemate as the two cultivators stared each other down like they were prepared for an inevitable conflict. "H-Hey, let's just go, alright?" Lucia said worriedly. "Y-Yes, yes please! This is a place for goods to be bartered for, not wars to be waged!" The auctioneer agreed. The boarkin turned to the towering oni who was still licking her wounds and nearly fell on his knees to beg. "M-Miss Aveena, could you please just pay the young man without…
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There was a polite knock on the door outside of Indra and Lucia's viewing room that alerted him to the presence of visitors. He made a small waving motion with his hand and the door creaked open of its volition. Without even looking back, he knew that two people had just entered his room from the smell alone. One was the boarkin from earlier who he recognized easily due to his instinctive wild odor that was locked in a sparring match with the cheap cologne that also adorned his body. But the…
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"Now I know this may seem like a tall tale, but I have personally verified the authenticity of this item and I can assure you that it is the real deal!" The auctioneer held out both hands and proudly presented the last item up for auction today. "This is an advanced grade martial art that is upwards of 500 years old, and in stellar condition to boot! I present to you the Hollow Shadow Fist Art!" "Uwohhh!!" "Incredible.." "Fuck, I should have brought more money!" "You want that fist art,…
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"And for the next item on our list, we have a rare heirloom necklace created by the hands of an actual sect master!!" "By the five, is this true??" "I can't believe it..." "A real sect... I should like to know which one created this before I buy it!" The auctioneer smiled as he tried to hide his overwhelming glee. The sound of money flowing into his pockets was always a welcome one. "Please, please settle down everyone! All of your questions will be answered soon enough!" While the…
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After the auctioneer finished picking his jaw up from the ground, he immediately made arrangements for Lucia and Indra to be taken to the best viewing room in the building. In the blink of an eye, they had gone from standing in the front of the grand hall to being waited on hand and foot within a lavish room. The pair sat on a comfy leather couch with a tray of food and wine lying in front of them. In all of her life, Lucia had never been in such high class surroundings before, and she was more…
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"In the middle of the day, at the end of the night, believe me I'm right by your side~! So if you need me, you can call me, I'll be running for you darling~ Whatever it is, whatever you need I'll come full speed, guaranteed to-" "Lucia... what are you singing, my friend?" "I do not know, it's one of those songs from Vermeil's world that she always sings." She admitted. "Do I sound bad?" Indra would normally have opted for a fair bit of teasing when he heard a question like that, but since Lucia…
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