return to sender (ft. ivory volkov)

The "adventure" to the Wetlands was enjoyable; "special" time with Justice. But, their arrival there had definitely been less than desirable. One might argue that it even overshadowed the entirety of their journey there. Ivory wouldn't say that, but, with Justice's recent salty comment, she might think the other could. That recognition, however, only brought a short chuckle to her, because unlike Justice, she had partial take-over on her side.

Her legs and waist were no longer there after all; they'd been take-over by the lower half of a naga. A creature perfect for wading through this sort of terrain - where it's scales were thick enough to barely feel the effects of every interruption in the murky waters.

"Sorry for laughing, love. Your angry voice is just sooo cute." She'd glide through the liquid floor of the forest, catching up to Justice's side, "Are you sure you don't want that piggy back ride?"

A.J. Godfrey

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Justice's blush among the canvas that held a scowl was almost too adorable to handle. It'd broken her lips apart, where a wide grin awoke. Even when the horde of flies surrounded Justice's pink head, submerging it, she still hadn't found her amusement any less. When they dropped and J neared, Ivory would happily take her upon her back, her hands slipping under her upper calves to brace her weight, so that her feet avoided draping into water.

"As long as you keep the flies, misquotes and other pests at bay then it's a win win, eh?"

She continued onward then, feeling more like a mother carrying her young than lover sporting her beloved - but it had her cracking her. She tried to contain her laughter to just her chest, however, not wanting any unexpected insect to fly into her mouth. Which probably created quite the "bumpy" ride for Justice, but what could ya do?

They'd have flown above had the forestry not been so dense - they needed to see everything unfold, in order to find the camp of shitstains that had dared assault Asgard. With the large serpentine underbody guiding her, she was able to glide simply through the murkiness, snaking around and over any drenched contour in the way. Leaving the insect or animal obstacles to Justice, she tried to focus on just progressing in a swift manner.

A.J. Godfrey

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Her eyes crossed shortly after the barrier was erected, as her eyes locked onto a mosquito that suddenly dropped in front of her, nearly 'scraping' the end of her nose. She grinned, her body coolly sliding forward, careless and direct now when running into the various swarms.

"You're not wrong but, your clothes might not of survived that method~" Ivory wouldn't of minded that, but given their environment, she doubted the woman would be happy to have swampwater splash where the sun don't shine. Upon the kiss to her cheek, her grin softened ever so slightly, but her emotion from such a simple gesture was too much to get into now, so she settled with a simple, "Anytime, sexypants."

The terrain shifts came and went, albeit they were slight. She'd had the pleasure of admiring some crocodiles, though, a giddiness skidding through her when she did due to their adorableness. It wasn't until Justice spoke up that she let herself be distracted by them, her gaze following the blonde's pointing. Sliding toward it, she'd notice the footprints lead off into less murky area of the swamp; still mildly damp but the earth beyond that point seemed more ground than water. "Sure is. Maybe once we find them we should be damsels in distress so the big strong men save us~"

She mocked in a quiet tone, "Haaaalp~" her nagaian tail splashing playfully behind them.

"Then we can murder them all."

A.J. Godfrey

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The weight change was nothing compared to the strength of vampirism mixed with the Naga's powerful lower-body. But, she did quietly appreciate the larger breasts and the warmth of the woman's humanoid figure beginning to permeate her backside. With her statement, Ivory would just chuckle as she slid forward, her tail bursting into flames momentarily before her pallid legs were revealed to step onto the 'normal' terrain before them. "That's all it takes to you get you hot, eh? Guess we should go on these revenge sprees more often~"

Ivory too picked up on the movement, and would release her arm bracing of the other woman's legs, so that she could slide down. "Acting a damsel in distress is really easy, dear. Just make fun of what you imagine that to be and you're good to go.." She tapered off as she turned a brow at the woman's ending statement, "That'd-- be something interesting, for sure.." With the woman dismounted, she'd return the previous cheek kiss, her arms behind her back like a playful child. She didn't stay there, though, and promptly after the kiss she'd back away and say, "Watch and learn,"

She skipped away into the distance, hidden by the twisting foliage of the swamp's forest, and in her vision she could see a few humanoid men wandering; wearing old war-like clothing. She suddenly moaned out loud, a harmed moan of sorts and began to limp toward them, "S-someone.. please.. help!" She yelled loud enough for them to hear her, her hand grasping her thigh as if it were injured. "P-please.. I beg of you.." She looked absolutely distressed and fearful.

Whether or not Justice decided to trail behind or join in was up to her; either way, Ivory would have a bit of fun with her pretend game and roleplaying.

A.J. Godfrey

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Her gaze temporarily gravitated toward Justice, where pain controlled her eyebrows and the sorrowful glaze of her eyes. Beyond the character she was casting, however, she was quite impressed with Justice's display — doesn't know how to act, ha!

The silhouettes ahead had turned to them now, several feet audibly mushing into a muddy surface as they came near. In total the group was six men — some of them had an impure gaze in their eyes upon sighting two women out in the middle of nowhere. It was almost enough for her to just break their necks then and there, disturbed at the idea that if she and Justice were anyone else, that it'd of ended poorly for them at the hands of these fellas.

"Oh, you poor pretty things. Lost are you? Come along now, we have a whole camp.. I'm sure one of our good ol' doctors can conjure up something to aid you." The one who spoke was probably in his thirties; his face and dark brown beard muddied. He came forward to snake an arm around Ivory's waist, to alleviate the pressure off her supposedly foul leg and to free Justice of that duty. Another man, significantly younger but with a deviance in his eyes, went to J, attempting to offer the same assistance.

"T-thank you kindly you wonderful men you.." She offered a smile to them all, limping into the man's grasp.

Hopefully it's not too far though.. She tried to ignore her sense of smell as his underarm draped so near by, but it was quite overpowering.

A.J. Godfrey

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It took a while before the group came upon a rather sizable settlement. The trees within it were mostly chopped down, leaving the pathways and views to the various thatch roof'd 'shacks' as visible. It meant none of the village went without seeing each other, save for certain angles behind their thin and damp wooden structures. From the looks of it, everyone within it were armed and clad in matching attire, all wearing patches of a symbol on their shoulders — said patches were also displayed on small flags hung variously around.

An army?

"Report to the General while we take them to the healer's shack." The one who was helping her along spoke to the rest of the group, and they'd nod before wandering off westward.

She glanced at Justice then, a brow quirking.. "Looks like there are lots of flies."

Given her dual intentioned wording, the men didn't blink at it — the swampy jungle was indeed full of flies, after all. So they were clueless as to fact that she was referring to them.

A.J. Godfrey

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Aligned with Justice's own observations, Ivory too failed to notice anyone beyond able bodied soldiers roaming the settlement. They were all, evidently, gathered for one purpose and one purpose only. And given their direction and planned attack on Asgard... that mean whatever their intention, Odin's Spear was standing in their way.

She ignored the contemplation, as they threatened to make a more serious note on her visage. Instead she allowed herself to be "helped" onward, a grimace of pain actively upon her. When they reached the medical hut, and she was 'planted' upon one of the beds, she would immediately notice the air of the atmosphere change.

An energy shift.

She looked up, eyes feigning confusion as the man who had thus far helped her there abruptly forced himself on top of her.

The so called medical shack wasn't one, at all. But instead a shack with several beds aligned, apparently providing as a room for multiple soldiers to sleep.

She let him lay atop of her, squirming and releasing a frightened yell — yet, he didn't even bother covering her mouth, suggesting he had no shame and no threat of consequence.

But.. as she glanced toward Justice.. she'd suddenly smile; before her body erupted in an inferno, searing her clothes away and lighting the man and the bed on fire.

Sure, she'd provided some fan-service.. but..

The man's traumatized scream echoed loudly, as he twisted and flailed with pain and shock, whilst his clothing and skin quickly turned to ash under the magicians fortified and signature fire.

A.J. Godfrey

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