Week 3 Anna's Date: After Lunch Part 3

By the time the trio got to the master's suite Candy was her usual cheery self again. Anna smiled, watching the willowy blonde dance about ahead of them, and hugged Laura to her. "So what are we going to do before dinner?"

The redhead looked over with a raised eyebrow. "You didn't have something planned?"

"I had this morning planned, and dinner. Not this afternoon, no." Anna rubbed the back of her neck with her free hand looking abashed.

Laura smiled up at the tall Latina. "It's fine, planning these things shouldn't be all on you. It's my date as well. And now Candy's too." She laughed as the blonde in question whirled on them to jump into sharing the hug.

"We could play a game! The three of us haven't played anything together in forever!"

It was Anna's turn to give someone the raised brow. "Candy, we just had to play that fucked up Monopoly game only a few days ago."

"That totally doesn't count! And Laura didn't even get to play." Candy gave a fierce nod as if that settled things and the others just smiled.

It didn't sound like a bad plan to Laura. "So do we see if we can get something delivered here, go down to the new game room, or go to the arcade?"

Candy's eyes lit up as Laura mentioned the last. "Ooooo! Lets go to the arcade, I haven't been yet."

"Works for me." Anna agreed. "I can't wait to see Laura dance in that dress." She gave her fiancee a playful leer as Laura blushed.

"Dance Dance Revolution!" Candy cried before literally diving back down the stairs.

Laura shook her head as she watched the blonde woman take flight. "She's going to get hurt doing these stunts one of these days." She said, looking up at Anna worried.

"Then we'll just have to be there to catch her."

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Nimue appeared amongst the flaming wreckage, what was left of downed plane and torn lumber from trees devastated by the crash. Looking about she shook her head. Such wonderful toys the humans made, but also capable of such destruction. Not that this disaster had been on purpose.

The crew and passengers were all dead of course, some kindness in that that at least none had lingered in pain before their end. Still tragic nonetheless. She casually put out fires as she gathered the remains of the departed, the mountain's snows dancing to her whims like eager puppies. She quickly found those she sought but continued until she had gathered all of the thankfully small number of bodies. While collecting, and absentmindedly repairing, the trinkets she had come for she thought on the brief lives of the humans she had known who had on occasion breached the mists. Of the man who had come seeking only to defend the body of his fallen king. Of the son she had born him who had left the mists to seek his own way leaving his parents behind.

Of how even though she had greatly extended his life he too had passed. How she had buried him next to his king, to defend him even in ****. Well, her other self had, but she remembered it all as if it had been her.

Leave no trace, Shar had said, but this wreck had never been found. She could do for these poor souls a final honor. Standing, the blue skinned woman directed the frozen waters to carve places for each to have their final rest into the mountainside and laid them down into the earth with her own hands before calling down rock falls to seal their cairns. As she gave the fallen her blessing she called up subsurface water until the remains of the small plane had sunk into the muddy earth, leaving no sign save the small space empty of trees as the ground quickly refroze.

She looked about and nodded in satisfaction. "It can't be found if there is nothing to find. Let the departed rest in peace and my love will see to their heir."

And with that she was gone, leaving snow to swirl across the new clearing on the remote mountainside.

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Appearing on the Moongate next to Carla, Kim looked over puzzled. "Isn't that the pub door?" Shar's weird pagan star wreath was still mounted on it.

Glancing behind them, Carla nodded at seeing the big picture window. "Yeah looks like it." Her bracelet was gently pulling her down the hall. "I guess it must be close by then."

"Sweet deal, that means we can take everyone to drinks after the competition then move on to the orgy from here."

Nodding at the plan Carla started walking down the hall, letting her bracelet guide her. She had no doubts the room would be trapped. No way a premier location like this wouldn't be. Her mind was busy trying to imagine what it would be while hoping it was nothing too bad. "You think these things are really random?" She asked the redhead by her side. "We got silenced in a music room, Stacy got statued in a room full of art. That doesn't seem random."

"Stacy also got those stupidly giant tits in that room, though I guess you could call that putting her on display." Kim laughed, seeing the pinkette's absurd breasts sitting on the table like that had been hilarious. Though she was glad it hadn't lasted long. That would have sucked.

Carla chuckled along. "Yeah, see what I mean though? None of those seem all that random. Well except for Stacy having to eat pussy I guess but maybe she got that one in a kitchen or something?"

"She never said that I know of. No one's really talked much about the traps, except for that book that ate you."

Thinking about that Carla paused for a moment. "Yeah that's true. You think more people have hit traps they just never said anything about?"

Kim just shrugged. They'd been by themselves, and with Evy, so much there wasn't much telling who was doing what. Which was why they'd started hanging out for meals in the first place. Then a thought hit her. "What about Anna and Candy?"

"What about them? Oh right, their clothes. Stripped in a workshop is pretty random and it took them days to find everything. Still nudity won't hurt our orgy. Does hurt my not random theory though."

Nodding along Kim thought her lover was getting too lost in her head. "You getting cold feet?"

Carla turned and pulled the redhead into a fierce kiss that left her breathless. "I am not. We're doing this!" She continued on with Kim beside her. "This place is just seriously spooky you know?"

"It's not called haunted castle because of all the candy."

Carla snorted. "Why couldn't we get kidnapped to one of those cozy country side cottages or something?"

"Or a resort on a tropical beach."

"Oh fuck yeah! That would have been amazing." She stopped as her bracelet had taken them to a intersection with another hallway that looked much the same as the one they'd been on. Before the split there was a door to either side of the hall. She was being gently tugged to the left hand side one. "Looks like this is the place. Kinda plain, expected a sign or something like the arcade."

Kim shrugged. "Just down from the pub is a good location, and if you're looking for a good orgy spot they don't need to advertise."

"Right, well lets see what we got." Carla wrenched open the door with a grim look on her face, and predictably a card flashed in her face. "Son of a bitch!"