Guest's Tents (Meridian)

Upon hearing her customers first comment, Sylk chuckled lightly to herself in response. Oh, this isn't something I do often. I save this for special occasions only, but I can assure you when I do she's every bit as good as I am~

Working diligently to clear away as much blockage as she could from the start, Sylk just listened to Yasu's following remark, realizing she had made a bit of error in her initial judgement of the powerful woman laying before her.

Mmmm, I suppose that makes sense. The spider mused at Yasu's view on shogun life, comparing it to her own general way of living. I guess I was just clouded by my usual solo work, and the fact you seem like a woman who can take care of herself just fine, hmmhmmhmm. I hope I didn't offend you~ She chimed, as her fingers delicately began to move along the tightly muscled body once more.

The touch of the twin spiders began to travel up the back of General Yasu, a hand from each one resting near her neck as the rest traveled along each of her well toned arms. The spider's worked their magic as though both bodies were one, gently working out the remaining kinks of her upper body with high precision strokes and pressure.

Now I'm going to finish the upper body before working my way down but before I do... The arachnids gazed traced Yasu's spine before resting upon her waist with a mischievous grin. Some of the more... sensitive areas have quite a bit of strain and tenseness to them.

She leaned in closer to her customers ear, lowering her voice as she did. Shall I take care of... Everywhere~? Her words were soft, a hint of curiosity as to the response. She wouldn't take the general as one to be flustered by a bit of professional contact, but she had seen stranger things in life. Her many fingers gently worked the tension away in Yasu's arms as she awaited any sort of retort, paying some extra attention to her client's own hands with a delicate touch.

Summary:
Neck: 50%
Left shoulder: 25%
Left Upper Arm: 25%
Left Forearm: 25%
Left Hand: 50%
Right shoulder: 25%
Right Upper Arm: 25%
Right Forearm: 25%
Right Hand: 50%
"She's every bit as good... You mean Dee? Oh, wait, the clone. I understand," the first general muttered, tripping over the pronouns. "As for my aptitude for team-work, it's an understandable mistake. I worked for a long time as a samurai, then later as a ronin... It was the lifestyle of a loner, aimless and violent. I still carry the word in my name because the ronin nature is at times inseparable from my character. In reality, however, I am once again a samurai in the service of a shogun. As such, I never truly fight alone."

Despite all of her talking, Yasu seemed really relaxed now; having all of those hands caress the more basic and less sensitive areas of her body was nearly putting her to sleep. Her one good eye began to draw closed as Sylk continued talking, performing what turned out to be a nearly hypnotic massage thanks to the lightness and thoroughness of the touch.

When Sylk leaned in and whispered to her in an intimate way, she surprisingly remained a little out of it, showing little emotional response. Looking back sleepily, she kept her cheek against the flat of the bed and replied: "Yes, please. Get everywhere," she encouraged Sylk, then shut her eye.

TARGET: Yasu
Relaxation vs. Excitement: 15% (super relaxed)
Indifference vs. Arousal: 25% (mildly aroused)
Chi Build Up Across Body: 725% (restricted flow)
Chi Build Up by Area Massaged
MALFUNCTION
Consciousness: 30% (dreamy)
Doing a thorough run solely over the upper body for the massage so far, Sylk decided it was only fair that she finally give some intention to the lower half. Sylks fingers trailed from each area she was working on, and worked their way to Yasu's back, gently traveling down her spine. Upon her hands reaching the towel, both spiders looked up to each other with a grin, before slowly walking towards the generals feet.

Each of them took a small bottle, lathering a light body oil onto their many hands, before placing it back on the table. "I do hope your not ticklish" She mused, as the twin navis each took a foot and went to work, massaging each and every fiber. 2 hands on each, let the other four slowly travel up each leg. Stroking, rubbing, kneading and caressing every inch of skin as they moved. One from each arachnid stayed at the calf giving it more attention, as the rest slowly slid up the generals thigh from the back and each side.

With a sly grin, the two Sylks looked to each other once more. " Everything it is, then~"

With little warning two of each spider's hands disappeared beneath the towels as the grin turned to one of amusement, her hands firmly gripping the general's derriere. Of course she tried to stay professional by getting to work right away, playing it off as part of the technique. " Oh my, I'm surprised at how much tension there is. So firm too." She chimed, as her fingered worked deep into the tissue. " your body really is like an artistic masterpiece, sculpted by you're hard work." Getting another large handful as she continued to work out the tension.

"I can tell how much effort you put in with every knot i take out, hmmhmmhmm."

Summary:
Left buttock: 50%
Left thigh: 25%
Left Calf: 25%
Left foot: 50%
Right buttock: 50%
Right thigh: 25%
Right Calf: 25%
Right foot: 50%
The general was thankfully not ticklish. She was looking sleeper and sleepier as Sylk continued up her legs gently. Just as she had nearly drifted off to sleep, she felt Sylk start kneeding her butt with massage oil. She nearly bolted upright, which would have been a mistake; her towel was already displaced by the added mass of Sylk's hands and any more was going to have it off and on the floor. Instead, she slapped herself back down onto the table. "You sound like you've been talking to that soldier of mine. I do have an excellent body honed by extensive training, yes, but there is no need for flattery," she scolded. She sure didn't look displeased, however, which was rare for her. "And when you're right, you're right... I really did need this," she sighed. She seemed to be getting pretty at ease with having her butt massaged.

"That said, it would probably be best if nobody around the camp knew you were doing this," and coughed, then lay her head back down. "But we are both women, there's nothing wrong with this sort of treatment. That Mafioso trained you well... Your technique is top notch." Apparently Yasu had bought the excuse easily enough.

Relaxation vs. Excitement: 40% (restful)
Indifference vs. Arousal: 50% (aroused)
Chi Buildup Across Body: 525% blockage (restricted flow)
Left buttock: 50%
Left thigh: 75%
Left calf: 25%
Left foot: 0%
Right buttock: 50%
Right thigh: 75%
Right calf: 25%
Right foot: 0%
Consciousness: 30% (dreamy)
Curiosity was one of Sylk's biggest flaws, fighting the temptation to get a better look at what was beneath the towel as she worked. Still the spider was plagued with a sense of professionalism, much to her dismay. Sylk wondered whether her personal code of getting any job done well, and done right was a bit of a buzz kill sometimes. Until she remembered where her hands were that is, causing her to hold back a bit of a giggle.

"Mmmm, I'm just giving credit where credit is due. Its not often one gets to experience such a thing with their own hands you know~" The spider was quick to retort, as she began to change the positioning of her hands. A strong build in in her thighs caused her to draw more attention as she added two more busy sets of fingers to each leg. With such a muscles exterior she decided to soften it up a bit, switching to a method akin to chopping opposed to just simple strokes. While not as sensual, it was quite effective at getting a job done.

" Mmm perhaps you're right. Jealousy can be a terrible thing after all, hmm? I can only imagine what some of those soldiers would think." Sylk added, her own curiosity beginning to trail off at the thought. At the last of Yasu's words however, Sylk couldn't hold back the soft chuckle in her throat. "Oh? Well thank you~ Now what was that you said about flattery earlier? hmmhmmhmm

Summary:

Left buttock: 50%
Left thigh: 75%
Left calf: 25%
Right buttock: 50%
Right thigh: 75%
Right calf: 25%
Yasu smirked and closed her good eye, letting out a small laugh. "Touche, Subordinate Sylk. Remember not to spread around news of your talents too heavily. It is a good skill to have, but our soldiers and girls are pampered enough as is... I wouldn't be indulging, but as you've pointed out, it was really long overdue," she chuckled.

The thumping on her meaty thighs kept her pretty well awake now. "I may wish to call upon your talents again in the near future. There's another client in our army who desperately needs this kind of treatment, and I could hardly entrust her care to anyone but a trusted ally," the first general explained. Time was running short on the current massage as was. The first general now seemed so comfortable with it that she wasn't thinking about where Sylk's hands were any more.

Relaxation vs. Excitement: 50% (mild)
Indifference vs. Arousal: 60% (aroused)
Chi Blockage Across Body: 275% (good flow)
Everywhere you massaged is 0% now don't make me type it
Consciousness: 40% (cozy)
Sylk paused for a moment, after removing her hands from Yasu's lower body, looking her over with curiosity upon finishing up the general area. " Mmm fair enough. While i would love to use my skills, i do fear that the demand and over all work would be overwhelming if i did let it leak out. There's only so much i can do on my own, after all." She added as her attention slowly drawing back to the general's arms, wondering if they needed a bit more attention.

Using a touch more of the oil, Sylk once more placed her delicate fingers to work on her clients arms as more of a precaution than anything else as she was unsure where else the build up could lay. " Just going to do a bit of a touch up, with the little time we have left." Giving her a bit of a heads up as she went right to work, this time focusing more on the forearm and upper arm.

" I'd be glad to assist if you feel that I'm best suited for the task though. Especially if they're as sore and stiff as your body was, I couldn't possibly turn them down. I'll give them my attention to the fullest, just let me know when you need me.


Summary:

Left Upper Arm: 75%
Left Forearm: 50%
Left Hand: 25%

Right Upper Arm: 75%
Right Forearm: 50%
Right Hand: 25%
"There's a very important supporter of the Neo-Shogun Army; her name is Hime," Yasu explained, closing her eye and letting Sylk do her work. The name came out "Hee-may." "I think she could very much benefit from this sort of experience, but I couldn't entrust her care to anyone but the most competent of the Neo-Shogun's officers. I think you might be suited for it, but unfortunately... she's not presently in the base," she sighed. Oddly, the sentence came out with some hesitation, as if the First General had thought up a lie on the spot. It didn't seem like she had much reason to make anything up in this situation, though. "She's busy," the general corrected; that one didn't sound like a lie.

"At any rate, that will be sufficient, Sylk. Thank you for taking the time," Yasu finished, fixing the towel around herself quickly and rising to her feet. "Allow me to present your payment. ,"

Relaxation vs. Excitement: 40% (relaxed)
Indifference vs. Arousal: 50% (aroused)
Chi Blockage Across Body: 275% (good flow)
Everywhere you massaged is 0% now don't make me type it
Consciousness: 45% (cozy)

Quote (RATING)

Relaxation: C
Arousal: B
Chi: B+
Consciousness: B

Flat: 2500
Bonus: 750
Total: 3250


"Please accept these funds. It was very relaxing," she finished with a smile. "If you'll excuse me, I've got my own business to attend to. Please see Meridian about finishing up." The first general then dashed out of the tent like a ninja... Wearing only a massaging towel. That would likely give the men something to talk about for a while (although, really, wasn't a towel a little more conservative than her average clothing?).

Meridian peaked in; the strands of the left loop of her hair were frazzled everywhere, indicating that she may have nearly been beheaded by the First General's dash out of the tent. "Seems like she's in good spirits? You must have done pretty well! Remember, it's our job to spread these therapeutic techniques around as much as we can... I'm here giving them to you, even though we're on opposing factions, because everyone deserves a good massage! Don't be afraid to show off every now and then, hoohoo..." the mafioso giggled. "I've got business too, really, so I ought to go get going. The woes of working women!"

The navi left too... Leaving only Sylk and another navi that crawled out from behind the tent. It was the soldier from earlier. His face was covered in blood and he was stark naked, probably from the attack earlier; mercifully, his lower body was pressed against the ground, but his sculpted man ass was still more on display than it ought to be. "Suph... Subordinate Sylk... I've been watching... From the tent's opposite flap... I'm nearly... Fading, but I... Want you to have this," he gasped, then fell unconscious, leaving her a data packet. It became clear, looking from his expression of contentment and the pattern of the blood, that he'd been experiencing a tremendous nosebleed.

((Sylk gets 3250 zenny + SideBamboo1))
Sylk stretched as she received praise from her clients and teacher in turn, happily satisfied with he rown work in the matter. It was clear she had a knack for this kind of thing, and she certainly didn't mind the idea of continuing the practice in the future. She did wonder what kind of person this Hime would be, but before she could ask Yasu had already begun on her way. Miridian also seemed quick to leave, causing Sylk to let out a slight sigh, finally relaxing herself as her work was finally done.

"Eh?" Her attention swung around as the soldier from earlier struggled to drag himself over, taken aback by his current state. She has an idea to what he must have been doing, and her suspicions were confirmed a mere moment later. Collecting the nice little bonus he left, she turned with a slight wave.

"Rest in Peace, hehehe~" She chimed, as she left the tent and warped out of the area.
((Sylk gets 5 faction points, 14 Meridian FXP, and 11 Yasu FXP))