09-18-2018, 06:32 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 540px; min-height: 6px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; color:; padding: 20px"]And next arrived a certain leopon, loping about with curiosity etched in the lines of his body.
"What is this game, exactly?" he had not heard of it. His experience with games was limited to ones playing with the mind; an intellectual stretch, like chess or cards. "Spin the bottle" seemed more ... elementary, and with the crude jokes the others around him made, he assumed it had something in common with sexual activity. Esklav had... limited knowledge of that, unfortunately. He did not indulge in the primal need, as he did not have it himself, thus barely sparing it a second thought. The ignorant demiurge blinked, eyes flitting over the participants (most of his higher-ranked worker bees, he made note of immediately) before settling on Quill. He did not remember meeting the male personally, but word got around quick.
"What is this game, exactly?" he had not heard of it. His experience with games was limited to ones playing with the mind; an intellectual stretch, like chess or cards. "Spin the bottle" seemed more ... elementary, and with the crude jokes the others around him made, he assumed it had something in common with sexual activity. Esklav had... limited knowledge of that, unfortunately. He did not indulge in the primal need, as he did not have it himself, thus barely sparing it a second thought. The ignorant demiurge blinked, eyes flitting over the participants (most of his higher-ranked worker bees, he made note of immediately) before settling on Quill. He did not remember meeting the male personally, but word got around quick.