They stared at each other; Until Vurckair noticed a strange oddity behind Naylyn.
{I don't recall a hallway there?}
The damsel relaxed visibly. Vurckair wasn't interested on her. What left Naylyn with a bitter sensation of dissatisfaction. 'I'm so silly. How could he be interested in me?!; When that Busty, Rich, Cute lady of the Berezovsky is taking a shower.'
She ignored her own unfounded jealousy, and realized that the Busty Berezovskaya is not behind, if not at her side. 'What could he be looking at?.'
Naylyn finally looked back, flabbergasted as she sighted an entrance that clearly wasn't there when she arrived at the room.
She walked closer; Her fingers obliviously got pulled away from the mild clasping of Vurckair's Adarga's scales.
Which caused both of them to lose the ability to observe the passage.
They were fleetingly surprised; But this didn't hinder their rapid response.
Both attempted to hold the other's hand, their fingers almost mutually crashed.
But Naylyn recoiled her arm; A shy, girlish giggle passed through her lips, curled them up in a sheepish smile.
Vurckair didn't stop, and finished the mirrored action with a firm hold on Naylyn's dainty hand.
The resumed contact allowed them to observe how the wall returned to be a dark hallway.
Yet. It popped up ethereal notifications for them.
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{ Potential Multi-Route Candidate:
+375 Proficiency }
{ Potential Role Obtainable:
+250 Proficiency }
{ Level Up From 0 to 1 }
{ Ell'Thane's Protocol:
Profile - Unlocked }
{ Profession's Development:
+2 Vitality
+2 Ordinance
+2 True-Wine
+1 Minion Slot }
•
' Potential Handler Candidate:
+500 Proficiency '
' Potential Multi-Role Obtainable:
+750 Proficiency '
' Level Up From 0 to 3 '
' Ell'Thane's Protocol:
Profile - Unlocked '
' Profession's Development:
+3 Mentality
+3 Ordinance
+3 True-Indigo
+1 Minion Slot '
•
Naylyn's heart rate skyrocketed with her sudden progress; Which didn't change much when her sight glanced at the two new interfaces.
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[ Vurckair Yavellant Vecturion ]
[ Sodomancer - Level 1 ]
[ Proficiency ] [ 225 / 800 ]
[ Singularity - Grade 0 ]
[ Store Capacity - 10 / 14 (Of 100) ]
[ 22 ] [ Vitality ]
[ 22 ] [ Ordinance ]
[ 22 ] [ True-Wine ]
[ Flow Latency - 660 Units ]
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{Sodomancer?. It was Sodomizer. Hopefully it's not dependant on anal sex. I don't want a practice i enjoy, to turn into a mandatory chore to get stronger}
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[ Naylyn Lunniares Nephron ]
[ Handleress - Level 3 ]
[ Proficiency ] [ 50 / 600 ]
[ Singularity - Grade 15 ]
[ Store Capacity - 1.71K / 1.75K (Of 15K) ]
[ 19 ] [ Mentality ]
[ 19 ] [ Ordinance ]
[ 19 ] [ True-Indigo ]
[ Flow Latency - 85,500 (Tampered) ]
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'He is so weird!. I shouldn't be able to see his progress!… Which means he can observe mine too… I feel so vulnerable. It's even worse than knowing he has seen me naked, and with the body that resembles my Mother.'
Naylyn uncontrollably shivered with fear, and disappointment unlike any she had ever felt before.
The trembling was felt by Vurckair; Who released the Lady's hand. Not caring about the change in one of the interfaces.
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[ Naylyn Lunniares Nephron ]
[ Handleress - Level 3 ]
[ Proficiency ] [ 50 / 600 ]
[ Singularity - Grade 15 ]
[ Store Capacity - 1.7K / 1.7K ]
[ 06 ] [ + ] [ Spirituality ]
[ 06 ] [ + ] [ Vitality ]
[ 19 ] [ + ] [ Mentality ]
[ 19 ] [ + ] [ Ordinance ]
[ 06 ] [ + ] [ Radiance ]
[ Flow Latency - 94,500 ]
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"What's troubling you, Nalune?". Vurckair gently rested his palm on Naylyn's back; Tenderly brushing his hand. Same motion his Mother used to calm him when he was a kid.
The young man's touch felt assuring for the appalled Naylyn. She met him just minutes ago. And Vurckair has made her experience a whole new array of emotions.
{She has Mentality. I have Vitality. Perhaps that reveals to her something that i'm unable to perceive}
"Is there something in the hallway?." He questioned, understanding the interaction between the Stats and his Camouflage have something to do with the passage's unexpected discovery.
Focused on his Camouflage, he severed the connection with the Stats. What had a similar effect to not touch Naylyn. "Is this better?."
She met and matched in silence the young man's gaze. 'He is bold, harsh, assertive, and shameless.' However, concern and care remained present in Vurckair's stoic expression. "Yes. I feel better… Aren't you going to ask me about–?."
"No. Because i don't understand what you mean." He winked twice. "But if you want to tell me; I'll listen. We all have our fair share of secrets, Nalune. Be mindful and don't pry too much in mine, and we'll get along just fine. Of course, if you want, we can be much more… Intimate."
Vurckair attitude shifted along hs posture. His arms embraced Naylyn's waist, and pulled her towards him.
Conveniently, the young man's shorter height allowed him to place his head against the Lady's breasts.
"You are very presumptuous, taking this many liberties." She scolded with fake displeasure; Though her left hand brushed, and ruffled Vurckair's pure indigo hair.
{Who's taking liberties now, haha}
"I don't pretend anything, Nalune. I'm crystal clear with my intentions. It's just that you're so friendly, that makes me want to be extra friendly too."
She scoffed. "Friends don't touch each other this much."
"Unless we become friends with benefits. Which actually would be a little… Or more like a lot less than what the benefits should entail."
Naylyn stood still, analyzing the improper proposition. 'The memories of my previous life never showed me if i got involved in a romantic relationship…'
'Now that i recall it. I've never let anyone become too close to me. Or my Mother could hurt them horribly. She may do it just to send a message…'
'But if all might end bad anyway. I should enjoy the opportunity for as long as it lasts.'
"What benefits?…" Inquired Naylyn, her trepidation turned too evident with the intense reddish shade on her cheeks. "Ca-Can you be more specific?."
"Sure. But… How «Specific» you want me to be, Nalune?. Straight and boring like a spoken lesson?. Or would you prefer a more practical and entertaining demonstration?."
"A little bit of both, perhaps?."
He rised an eyebrow. "Adventurous, aren't we?."
"I…" She doubted. "Maybe?…"
Naylyn gazed down, her voice dropped low, absent, and impotent. "I don't know if i'll have another chance to do this on my terms…"
{I know what it feels to have no agency in your own life}
"Don't worry, or feel pressured, Vurckair. If it's too much for me. I'll let you know. Just do what you are accustomed to; While adding pointers to guide, or correct me."
"We'll need a more private lair."
"Perhaps that hidden hallway can serve us well?."
"You really like exploring."
"Yes. I know Primal Quartzals are suicidal, and Refined Quartzals are dangerous. Unlike Tamed Quartzals. Despite all, i love delving-in, and explore a place that should feel constraining like a prison cell. Yet, its so free and refreshing, that i can't get enough of them."
Vurckair smiled. "Ho–"
Noise clicked at the door, and Naylyn took distance from Vurckair's embrace.
{Hopefully you can remain with that spark forever, Nalune}
He said in his mind. While Balalaika left the bathroom, ready to join her roommates…