"Did I say I didn't like it?"
"It could be a bit difficult to find an evil one in my size with the correct macical boots and gloves in white." She takes the plate and puts it onto the floor for Brutus to eat the rest of the food. "And besides- Abomentolor would for sure want some of that also."
"Well that derro gal was your size. She just didn't bring the right items to our fight." Tauriell jokes. "But you have rather specific wishes, don't you?"
Stroking over his back from shoulder to waist line Gwenhwyfar replies "But I like your strong back more."
Jimmy whispers in her ear, "Is that your favourite part of me?" before he buries his face in her hair and starts to nuzzle at her neck
Niamh smiles at Tauriell. "That makes it difficult, right?"
"But I'm sure you have some specific wishes also."
"Not really. If I could lay my hands on something that would prevent me getting hit I would take it but as of now I'm not saving for something special." Tauriell answers.
As he nuzzles at her neck she tenses a bit and draws her fingernails over his back. "Are there other parts of you I've missed so far that I might like more?"
"Well. There's a good tactic called 'hiding' behind others." Niamh tells Tauriell and giggles a bit. "Good night." Niamh walks to her room and sees sits down onto her bed. She snorts a bit as she notices the stones and removes them to the front of Abomentolor's door.
And after that Niamh lays down in her bed and starts sleeping.
"What are you trying to do there?" Abomentolor asks Niamh casting mage hand to fly the stones directly back in to her room.
Jimmy gasps as Gwen's nails bite into his skin. He drags his teeth across the soft skin on the nape of her neck and in a more gruff voice says "Perhaps." before he continues, biting softly
"I really like that tactic. Are you volunteering to stand in front? Because we are a little short on broad shouldered front liners." Tauriell asks.
"And your stone stunts are getting boring. Am I allowed to join in on your little vendetta. I would bring in some new pranks."
"Where would that be?" Gwenhwyfar asks sliding with her hands further down over his posterior and to his legs.
"Wee your hands just met one possibility." Jimmy breaths into her ear as his hands roam along her shoulders and upper back
Gwenhwyfar moves her hands all the way back up and plays with Jimmy's hair "I like what's between these ears very much."
Looking at Jimmy she continues "I like these beautiful blue eyes..."
following wit her hands "... these broad shoulders, the strong arms, ..."
"... do I have to decide? I like everything of you."
"That depends on which side you'd join." Niamh answers and closes the door so that the rest of the stones can't come into her room anymore.
"Well, my side of course!" Tauriell replies.
"Then you're not allowed!" the halfling determines and shrugs. "You're only allowed if you choose my side."
"If you join we need rules." Abomentolor demands.
"You're both sticks in the mud." Tauriell states.
Niamh chuckles a bit and lays her hand onto the door latch. "It's some other kind of tactic."
"Let's see if that tactic works for you." Tauriell answers with a smirk on her face.
Niamh distorts her face. "I should go learn how to be an alchemist." She smirks back and adds. "But now the suggestion 'buying a house' sounds pretty good for me as Mrs. Heidmarch doesn't like other locks."
"Oh no! A lock! My archenemy!"
"You think a lock will stop me? Think again!"
"I'm thinking of a magic lock you can't open." Niamh gives Tauriell a smirk and adds "I'm pretty sure something like that can be found."
"Challenge accepted." Tauriell chuckles.
Niamh rolls her eyes and slips into her room for some sleep.
"You certainly don't need to decide. I was simply curious." Jimmy says with a smile as he scouts his lower half somewhat away from Gwen
Gwenwhyfar and Jimmy enjoy themself in the privacy of their room with hopefully no one noticing.
Finally they go to sleep cuddled together. For Gwenhwyfar needs her eight hours sleep before morning.
"Oh, my. The kids these days." Tauriell states. She gets up and moves to the door of Jimmy and Gwenhwyfar. Listening at the door she takes out her tools and locks the door.
"What are you doing there?" Abomentolor asks.
"I ensure that our precious healer doesn't die of embarrassment." Walking back to the table standing behind Abomentolor she massages his shoulders. As she and Abomentolor are almost the last ones up and no one else reacted to Tauriell's suggestion to party she asks "Want to go to bed to?"
"What is that? Kindergarten? The sun went down time to go to bed everyone!" Abomentolor mopes.
"You're a dimwit." Tauriell scolds the gnome and drags him to his room at his collar. She locks the door throws him on his bed and muffles his protest with her bosom.
"I see you have two convincing arguments there." Abomentolor admits finding himself in this rather comfortable situation.
And so these two are also to bed early to enjoy some time together.
As the darkness starts it's retreat Gwenhwyfar wakes up. She gently kisses Jimmy. "It's prayer time already."
She then sits up in the bed and calls for Destinée. Together with the cat she starts her prayer time.
Before the sun rises Niamh wakes up from a stone she forgot to remove. She sighs and stands up as she can't sleep anymore even if she tries. So she gets up and walks toward the library to ask if Wumbroudt needs some help. She knocks at the door and waits for an answer.
From behind the door comes a grumpy "You're too early!" After some more time steps come closer to the door a key is turned and the door opened.
Wumbrout appears in his pyjamas with a night cap on. In his face the pleats from his pillow. "You are not the delivery boy!"
"Well, uhm. No. I'm no boy at all." Niamh says and slips into the house to make sure the door won't be closed with her on the wrong side of the house. "I have some time now and I wanted to ask you if you need some help?" She requests with a smile.
"Then why are you waking me at this time? Go away and let me sleep. That would help the most." Wumbrout Brios takes the halfling at her collar, puts her outside of his room and slams the door shut again and goes back to bed.
As Gwenhwyfar is done with her prayer time she cuddles the cat and get's up to go outside watching the sun rise. As she tries to open the door she notices that it is locked. "Hey! Who locked the door on us?" She jolts at the door and bangs her fist at it but it doesn't open.
Niamh's face falls down. But only for a moment. "He isn't an early bird too." She says to herself and walks to the gate and climbs onto it. As she sits on top of it she opens it for some swinging.
Tauriell starts up in Abomentolor's bed and on turning she falls out. From the floor she shouts
Tauriell hastily puts on some clothes unlocks the rooms door and walks over to Jimmy and Gwenhwyfar's room. She unlocks the door using her tools.
She then holds the door open for Gwenhwyfar to come out.
"Thank you." Gwenhwyfar says and after thinking for a moment she asks "Why did you lock us in?"
"It was either that or walking in to remind you to lock the door yourself." Tauriell replies with a mischievous smile.
Gwenhwyfar's face color changes to deep purple again. Looking to the floor so that her hair hides her face she replies "Thank you." and hurries outside to wait for the sun.
Together with the sun the baker's delivery boy comes up the road with his cart whistling a tune.
After a while Niamh gets bored by only swinging and packs out her transverse flute...
... and starts playing it.
The delivery boy pushes his cart through the door pretending not to notice the halfling. He stops at the meeting house and knocks.