Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141201131422/@comment-3293219-20141202125456

"Aye... Though she doesn't seem to be wearing a coat, like most of the recruits." Arild noted, shrugging and looking back to the Altmer.

"Still, she doesn't seem to be doing any harm..."

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"I... Heh, I guess I am..." Jabin muttered, chuckling and shaking his head.

As Jane watched him, she felt an almost unnatural feeling overcome her, slowly but surely. It didn't feel like the feeling was coming from her, though it could have been, for all she knew as it slowly worked her way into her mind.

She slowly felt a burning need for Jabin, a powerful feeling of lust, that was overcoming her, with every passing second as it was with Jabin, who was also feeling himself falling influence to the wave of famine...

It wasn't love or even lust that they were feeling but a hunger, a powerful hunger that could only be satisfied by each other, whether the other wanted it or not.

Jabin smiled again, staring at his 'Captain,' hungrily.