Dragon Treasure Sylvie "Loki" (RP

Klara gave a sigh of relief, grabbing and lifting Sylvie over her shoulder, carrying her away. "I have plans."

"You know, if you wanted a peak inside, all you had to do was ask..." Klara muttered through gritted teeth, processing Sylvie's presence in her mind.

Klara shook briefly as Sylvie entered, finding a clouded mind. Sylvie was inside, but had little control as to a mere whisper in the Supe's mental territory.

"Nnf! Ugh..." Klara stumbled slightly as her throat was gripped, giving a quiet sigh of annoyance and stood still, her hands balled into fists at her sides.

"Especially with your little strength. I've literally had my tits lasered for a bedroom kink, you know." Klara replied quietly, gently pushing the blade away slightly.

"Erf! Ok! You can create random ass objects. Noted. But just a heads up. That toothpick of a blade will do next to nothing against my skin."

"Is it just bikinis you specialize in?"

Klara glanced down at herself, blinking once before putting her hands on her hips. "Well, that's certainly new."

"...first, I'd see an example of these 'tricks' you're so famous for."