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[Egon's going to fill out a nice long wheel of new species he's slept with, isn't he? Or at the very least he'll have two, if he loses here.]

[He fears he may well do that. The man sat up, unable to keep his eyes off of the ears and tail but offering a glass and nodding.]

Yes. Yenh Quryoja?

Aye! Well met.

[ She accepts the glass, perching on the edge of the bed beside him. She takes a polite sip and then cradles it in her palm, shifting her posture and curling her tail around for a better view. The apparent novelty for all these hyurian men is an asset, she finds. A coy smile creeps along her scarred face. ]

You can touch them, if you'd like. Just be gentle.

[He offers a crooked but kind half-smile, taking a sip from his glass and nodding before setting it to the side and carefully running his fingers over the tail.]

Thank you. What species are you?

[She raises her eyebrows at him, as high as they'll go. The red fur under his fingers is coarse, puffing at the end with a carefully-groomed lion's tail poof. She twitches slightly under his touch, but otherwise doesn't react to that.]

[It's a question asked earnestly, and she wouldn't even be offended by the oddness of it—even if it had been her first time hearing it. The contest doesn't even enter into the equation. So she lowers her eyebrows and answers him, her voice lilting sweetly.]

I'm a miqo'te. We're another child of Man—like you.

Fascinating. It seems many different species have come together here.

[He means it earnestly- he's learning something from this experience, and that's really all he wants. The scientist smiles, moving carefully upwards, feeling across the shape of her back with tender, if calloused fingers before stopping at her shoulders and starting a somewhat awkward, but not terrible massage.]

Is there anything important I should know before we begin?

[She gasps out a surprised and pleased sound. If nothing else, she's pleased about the tenderness of the gesture—and of his question.]

[Yenh tilts her head toward him, lidding her eyes halfway in what is meant to be a seductive bedroom look.]

I would say "you needn't treat me like glass," but I suspect that you aren't the type to enjoy roughing a lady up. I ask you the same question, regardless.

[The scientist smiles somewhat nervously, nodding in agreement. His fingers dig gently into her shoulders, kneading gently at any tension knots held there.]

I do have something to confess, though It's definitely not meant to be rude or insulting in any way. And its not to say I'm unwilling, either.

...But I'm not actually... interested, in women, under normal circumstances.

[Oh boy is there tension and knots there. The massage is distracting enough that there's a clear delay in how quickly she finds herself able to process the meaning of his words. Yenh's ears move forward, and then swivel in a confused motion.]

... [Ah, of course. They are past the level of the average contest thrillseekers. It's all about the prize, isn't it? While she re-evaluates her strategy, that does leave an easy question.] What boon do you seek from the Mistress, my friend?

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[He leans back. Yes, definitely past the stage of a thrillseeker, or even just someone here to get laid. If he was really just here for that, he'd have stepped down when it came to this round.]

[But he nods to her, stopping the massage but not really moving his hands away.]

I wanted to get a better home, and get my complete tool kit from home. With it I'd be able to learn a bit more about some of the stranger occurences here. I'd also like to help people in general by getting the cold stopped.

What are you hoping to win?

Ah. Our ends are the same, then. [She closes her eyes, thinking about the best way to explain what it is she wants without sounding so... over the top?]

[... there's probably no way around that. Yenh's inherently playful voice shifts into one that is heavy and serious.]

The restoration of the blessing granted unto me by my Goddess—who chose me to serve, protect, and aid the realm and her people. I'm called the Warrior of Light, though I care little and less if those here bestow me with that title... what matters is that what I'm meant to do is grant succor, and in this state, I cannot.

[Yenh looks down at her hands, her fingers twitching one after the other in a rhythmic pattern. The well-worn leather of her gloves softly rustle.]

Except through this contest. Even if the Mistress is lying about the boon, I can ensure that this winter will end—one way or another.

[Egon listens closely, folding his hands in his lap and nodding politely. He isn't going to give up, but her intentions are pure and respectable. She's at least out to help some of the people around them.]

I understand.

Well, good luck.

[He pauses for a moment, staring at her back before beginning to undo the few buttons on his shirt that were still closed when she arrived.]

[ That's that, huh? She isn't sure what she expected, but she wonders if she laid it on too thick—earnest desires to aid others or not. ]

[ Yenh turns her mind toward the problem at hand, which is how she will handle a man whose interest isn't naturally inclined toward women. She scoots around to face him properly, inviting her leather-gloved hands into his chest. She lingers on the skin before looking up at him. ]

What do you like? Acts-wise.

[He might think so, but then again Egon is rarely into a lot of fanfare. He leans into the touch a bit, trying to get himself warmed up and into it, hands coming down to settle on her hips.]

I can really go any direction, usually. What do you want?

[She bites her lip. To win. Not that it would do to say that. Her hands trail along his pectorals, fingers lightly brushing against his nipples.]

[Yenh drops her voice, speaking soft and low.]

I'm a true adventurer, and can take pleasure in near anything when done well. And seeing as I have you at a disadvantage... I would have you treat me as you would a man.

[He pauses considerately, reaching back to unbutton his shirt further and beginning to slide it off. The scientist's hands come, trying to figure out exactly where and how he should place them, before going simply for resting the palms of his large hands just above her breasts.]

Thank you. You know what that entails, correct?

[Between the placement of his hands and the sight of his bared upper body, Yenh inhales. Much as she wants his hands all over her front, she reminds herself that her greatest chance of success is around- well, back. And on that note, she nods to answer his question.]

Aye. You won't be the first; and I trust you know what you're doing?

[With a moment's pause to gather herself again, she guides his hands down to the small lumps of her breasts, and arches into his touch.]

May hap I should also undress.

I do- it's been a while, but I do have experience and safety information under my belt.

[Safety information is the important part. This is why he has lubricant and condoms aplenty here. The man takes a deep breath, giving her breasts a careful, tender squeeze before nodding.]

Maybe so.

[He'll lean in to give her a quick kiss on the side of her mouth before leaning back, hands moving to her buttons considerately.]

May I?

[She sticks a finger in her tie and loosens it for him, but otherwise nods her consent and allows him the honor. It was weird—despite that they'd agreed on an act, she is still uncertain how to handle seducing a man who doesn't have attraction to women. It told her a lot about his character that he was so determined to win. She saw a bit of herself in that, and it was nice. Baffling, but nice.]

[May as well see how this plays out.]

[Egon smiles, trying to keep his clear disinterest at a minimum, undoing the buttons and easing the shirt off her shoulders as he would with anyone else, fingers nimble, calloused but gentle.]

[He wanted to win here, to do his best, though he knew in the back of his mind that his disadvantage was a critical one. The scientist's hands moved to his own fly, undoing it absentmindedly.]

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