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https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=of+the+esoteric]
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“AAARGH!”
You almost mistake the shriek for a cry of pleasure in your half-delirious state. However, when you see Izzy’s face, there’s no mistaking her emotional state: she’s upset. Izirina stands up, still disheveled and half-clad thanks to your recent escapades. She stares down, at the evidence of your err in aim—or rather, your ability to resist whatever strange and confounding machinations she set in place. She glares at you, bizarrely FURIOUS, for reasons you can’t quite fathom. Then, her expression breaks, anger shattering to make way for a despair and dismay which is equally incomprehensible to you.
She bolts out of the tent.
“W-wait,” you stammer. “What…?”
You start to struggle to your feet, scrambling for your trousers and underclothes, still tangled about one another in a heap on the floor. You manage to extricate one from the other and, hopping on one foot, push your leg through the bottom hole. Your hurried scramble to clothe yourself, to chase after Izirina is interrupted, though…
By Costella.
You look down, the rush of drug-addled confusion broken by her touch. You look down to where Costella is tugging upon the cuff of your pants, still lying upon the ground. Her hair is mussed, green-speckled face shadowed and half hidden by her wavy brown locks, but she shakes her head subtly and you understand that she doesn’t want you to leave. Not yet.
What do you do?
>Go after Izirina to confront her about whatever the fuck THAT all was>Stay here with Costella until Izzy returns, or until morning>Write-in[Please recast your votes, and pardon the interruption. Mods, there will be no more 'erotic roleplay', never fear.]
