Date: 2017-03-22 01:02 am (UTC)
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"Lovely! A moment, then." Still smug as ever, Necrophos swishes over to the door of their inn room and opens it enough to lean out. "Excuse me, dearest," he says once he's caught the slightly scandalized eye of a nearby clerk who'd been in the middle of sweeping the hallway. Said clerk also happens to be a anthropomorphic ape person, complete with opposable thumb feet and a fuzzy brown tail. This doesn't bother Necro in the least, who requests, "Tell your cook that we'd like two orders of this morning's breakfast special sent to our room. Be swift about it and I'll see you compensated handsomely." Either the offer of a tip or the eagerness to be out of the gaze of a post-coital green elf sends the clerk scampering down the stairs quickly, broom still in hand.

With that dealt with, Rotund'jere shuts the door again with a pleased hum, turning once more back to the drowsy dragonborn. "Are you sore at all? Did I leave any scratches or welts? I can tend to those now if that's the case." Nexus can't prevent passionate injuries, after all, when you signed up for it in the first place.
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