House Party

[Roza Vas]

When this Voxel Adams finally listened Roza was inclined to please him and in hopes be returned the favor. Though Esper's plans were still distracted and she pushed a rush of emotions through her into the man she facilitated. He was spent in a rush and Roza own climax came upon the whims of her friends touch. It was euphoric and a little disappointing to be finished in such a hurry, but Esper was decidedly distracted and Voxel's apology only earned him a sly smile of sure, that's what they all say. But she said nothing of the kind as she took Esper's hand and followed her wherever she was destined to go.

Esper knew far more than what Roza did and she herself didn't understand exactly what her friend experienced only that it was intense. She turned and shot Voxel a charming smile. "Perhaps you'll find us again at The Carnival." She wouldn't know his face, his falsities rare as they were even with the removal of his mask. Illusion magic was not a rare thing, but to be done well -- that was different. Roza could barely conjure dancing lights, and illusionary dancing figures, nothing as elaborate as covering up her identity. That was what the carnival was for -- all sorts of things could be found in its depths.

Roza turned her attentions to Esper and hung on her arm and whispered into her ear. "Where are we going szerető*?"

[[* szerető → valentine, paramour in hungarian]]