"Strange Tidings, Someone Who's Experienced The Same Thing- Even Down To A Similar Title...I'd Like To

"Strange tidings, Someone who's experienced the same thing- even down to a similar title...I'd like to meet this Byleth someday." He was looking forward to it, maybe they were the special someone- he'd dismiss that thought, wishful thinking on his part. But it made him think on his possible future, maybe a advisory or teaching role can shake off the dust of his life. "Vacuian or rather Vacuo, is the name of my home; Demon of Vacuo is another title-along with blade storm and the owl tamer."

He didn't mean literally around the corner, it was a figure of speech. He probably should of been clearer, but then she offered herself up, which surprised him, but surely she was jesting with him, teasing him mostly.

"Very well, I can gather the traveling provisions and we can meet at the gate if you do wish to be alone with them." He nodded, fully ready to head in whatever direction needed when ready.

“No…that is not true.” Another case of “born only to be a weapon” syndrome. It’s a terrible mindset. Even if they’re the greatest warrior on the field.. “Byleth is the same but I wish they weren’t. Before coming here, they were titled the ‘Ashen Demon’, and with good reason I agree but they don’t like it. They like it here. As a professor. There is more than to life than just.. fighting. It isn’t bad, necessarily, but.. there has to be a - a balance!” Or as much one can have. “Vacuian? Does that mean anything or just a name?”

Sothis finished off her food and stood up as well. There’s a small laugh. “Well the only one behind an actual corner, there shall be no such luck. She’s already married.” A pause then she cheekily added, “I however, am single.” She put her empty dishes in the back with the other collected dirty dishes were at.

”Possibly! There is a lot I associate with so I am not worried.” Sothis returned to Lance’s side and when he offered his hand, she took it with a smile. “Yes! But I should tell my children first. If I suddenly leave without a word, they might, ah, panic. They both are in the cathedral.”

He'd think about what she for a second, for a bit he was confused, but he understood what she meant after a short while.

"No, you see Falcor is the name I give my summon, As I said earlier- my grandmother has a summoned unicorn called Argo- and My Sister summons a gorgon that can paralyze people called Mista and Father's has a lion, with a mask called So-lar." He'd place a hand on his chest the light returning but him not actually summoning his avian friend. "Every summon has a different form and set of abilities. As they grow they gain more- my cousin's summon is a bloodhound, not for combat but for tracking everywhere and anywhere." He'd reach for his sword, and it would extend like a whip before he'd thrust it cutting the branch the kid was attached to.

He'd fall, with Lance catching him with his opposite arm. "You're safe now." He set him down, his sword golden with a turtle emblem with purse before returning back to his blade like form.

"Thank you thank you. I'm an inventor- I was making a canon that can move through the woods and brush with ease but me and it fell down the ramp and I ended up blasting myself, up there. I wanna invent so much- there's giant monsters around that I'd like to protect people against...one harasses my village and it kills alot of people- so if I can make something like your cool sword- and your....floating; then I can protect it!" He pumped his fist.

Lance thought for a second. "Is your village nearby?" They have been walking for an hour, maybe it was beyond the woods. "If you take us there, I'll slay your monster- in exchange for oranges."

"Really? You would??!" The young man would take his arm before Lance pulled it away.

"I offered. Is that fine with you Sothis- a place to stay for the night?" Lance looked over to her.

Sothis glanced at the newly revealed eye, and her eye tilted. What was that in his eye? A strange marking? She listened as he explained. Ah.. a tracker? So didn’t know how it worked entirely but it sounded extremely handy. Interesting. Very unique. The more she learned about Lance, the more interesting a character he was.

“So.. does everyone have a Falcor? There different types? Different abilities?” The goddess inquired. It was good to learn about different lands and their peoples, their magic, their way of life. “Where does the little owl go when he isn’t, ah.. in use?”

She floated behind him but paused at the cry for help. She followed after Lance, and the scene before them was almost comical. How did the man get stuck in such a precarious way? Why was there a ball above him? What was going on? Far too many questions, hopefully they’ll be answered soon.

“Ah.. is this a tactic of your enemy?” She questioned as she glanced to the canon. It didn’t seem to function without a person, where there was none. Thick vines wrapped around the artillery as if to prevent another ball from shooting to the scene. “Did you want to get him down?” Meaning, he can play the hero. If not she can.

Send ‘Get Blacked’ for someone (your muse unless specified otherwise) to fuck my muse silly with their big black cock.

He didn't want to over step his boundaries here but lust and heat have taken him over, He'd roll them both over so he was on top- using his tail he'd remove her bottom then his own. Her eyes, her scent and her skin enticed him. He sensed her want for they shared the same desire.

To see each other naked- though he left her lips they were not lonely for long, one hand would reach under her bra; massaging the large mound infront of him.

Yang groaned against Lance's lips while her right hand moved to his crotch and stroked his bulge while she was grinding her tits against his chest and was eager to get him and herself naked

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