As it grew lighter, he was able to step more comfortably, though he was still careful before fully putting his weight down on each step. Even if he could see there were steps there, it still would not do to step on one that broke off or activated some kind of pit trap. That could have been potentially embarrassing and/or fatal. When the monster came into view, he placed his hand near the sword by his side (because a Hero had to have a sword) and stepped forward, casting Buff on himself. Even though many claimed it had no physical sensation to it, he would have sworn that he always felt his muscles and skin drawing tighter, becoming harder whenever he used this magic on himself. Still, he did not attack first, waiting to see if this creature was truly as hostile as the voice was telling him even though he was already taking measures to protect himself from what was probably its inevitable attack. One of his best friends was a floating specter after all, it would not do to instantly suppose anything monstrous looking was innately hostile.
"Yes? Is there a problem?" Approaching the slime was a woman in unusual clothes like the rest of these college people. They looked like soft and silky robes...but different. Other than the fact the material really hugged against her body, it was impossible to say how it was different. Still the woman had an air, that gave the slime an idea who she was before she poke. "I'm Dr.Cross. This seems like an awfully long way for a slime....ah, Emmy wanted you here. The seeds...I see. But..." She kept carrying on the conversation with herself, not paying too much attention to the slime, then the glassed woman smiled. "We hit some snags, but after keeping up for a few nights, I think I got something here. Fortunately, today we- GRWWWWWWWRAGGGH The rumbling of the floor was followed by the loudest and most monstrous shrieking noise the slime had ever heard, the slime able to witness the door behind the professor open with a herd of other professors rushing out of the room, their clothes cut up and faint traces of blood across of them, that she knew were gashes from where they had been cute. An unusual cloud of pinkish smoke began to seep out of the room and into the main floor, but despite all of this Candice stood perfectly straight, remaining undisturbed. "So sounds like we are just about done. I made the seeds...but there's just been a slight snag in the process of actually collecting them, you see."
"Theatrics? Everything I do is serious." The assurance of that in her voice was left by the dark haired woman taking a glance at the beaten up guy. "You're strong, if nothing else. My sister wants me dead. I don't like being dead. That's why you'll kill her first. And I have the best payment. I know everyone's dirty little secrets. If you're interested, why don't you start a chat with some of those bunny girls? They'll point you in the right direction even if they don't realize. Anyway....your boytoy is here." The greenskinned woman could see it. The red oni walking idly by having closed up for the night, the only noticeable change was some blood stains against his shirt that weren't there before and she could only guess weren't his. Before giving a proper response to the dark haired woman...there was nothing. No sounds of magic used to teleport or burn marks from using a spell. As if she never even existed.
The monster made it's pay, wandering. It didn't notice the location of of him yet, but as it moved about the room and sniffed the air, it began to whirl it's head around to see the boy. Yet, it stayed mostly where it was. Grunting, panicked and agitated, thumping it's chest in an animalistic fashion that clearly meant it saw the hero on trial as invading it's space. But his hesitation to make a move, paid off. Not only because of the odds that would have ended, but because he could see this thing wasn't actually coming near him on it's own, unprovoked. Almost as if in response to his decision, light began to pour into the room, making it brighter and much easier to navigate these walls. The monster was still staring, curiously and ready to defend itself, but not actually acting just yet. It seemed like it would let him by just fine if it was left alone. The chosen is not a hero because he fights. The unclear voice came again, but there was still no obvious source. But he could see it. Up ahead, what looked like the final stage of this little adventure he was being put through. And what almost certainly had to be his target destination.
He put his sword away and actually nodded to the creature with a small smile before resuming his walk towards the fountain/monolith before him.
"They'd be proud." The words from the voice become a lot more clear in origin. Female. The waves of the magical fountain ripple, before the physical body speaking them appears. Save for the vines that compose her dress, there's nothing obviously unusual about her. She poses for a minute to seem to just enjoy the water, brushing her hair, peeking one eye out to the young hero, then beckoning with one hand to call him over, into the water she was bathing in. "Well? It's going to be much harder if you don't get in. You know you want to."
Before the slime woman had time to correct the doctor the rumbling floor sent aftershocks into Goobriella's soft body. Like having your entire body contracting one section at a time. So this was what metal springs had to endure. Bursting with sympathy, and kinetic force, she promised to be more careful with them in the future. The sight of so many people rushing out must be a normal occurrence if miss Cross was unperturbed by it, and might not be too dangerous. Still, Goobriella hurried toward the gaggle of wounded professor, already a healing spell on her lips toward the one with the worst scrapes. Fuzzing over them a bit, insisting on nearly undressing them, to the point of wrestling down their pants and exposing their underwear to everyone around them as she checked over their body for anything the spell might have missed before being satisfied. "If anyone else would like healing then please goo in an orderly line, a-and..." Everyone seemed to have taken a step away, holding on tightly to their clothes. Goobriella huffed, puffing up her cheeks. She turned back toward Candice, bowing her head. "I know an Emmy, but I don't think she works here." She apologized for herself. "A Count Woof wanted me to deliver a message and ensure you were safe. Goobriella, Slime Knight. It's a pleasure to meet you, Doctor Cross." She already held the leather pouch, its outside was covered in a translucent layer of blue goop, but due to the impregnation, its contents should still be safe and dry. Goobriella tried to reabsorb some of the goo before handing it over. "Suppose ensuring that you were safe includes helping you with the seed gathering. Doesn't look particularly healthy to expose yourself to the plants that carries them." Taking a few steps back as the pink mist crept closer. "Umm, is that something we should worry about?" Her Slimewall only functioned on her so it could be an issue if miss Cross was exposed.
He did want to. Wanted to more than anything. The woman was achingly beautiful, as if she were a spirit of nature herself. It was tempting for Yuuto to strip down to nothing and just dive in. He did enter the water, but kept his clothes on, approaching the woman despite the extra weight he was carrying.
"Wait, wha-?" Mogmak sighs. "The hell was that? Whatever, time to get paid." She picks up a bit of detritus from the floor of the abandoned building and tosses it out of the window towards the oni, and signals him to come up when he looks at her.
"Not even going to hesitate? Aren't you cute?" The woman giggled, but her sultry tones remained as she watched him enter and feel an unusual amount of warmth from this water. The woman stayed where she was allow him to get close as she bent down ever so slightly, enough that the vines and leaves covering her body fell short of their purpose, and he could see a nipple peaking out from underneath them at this angle, and the look in her eye told him that it wasn't by accident. She knew exactly where he was looking. And despite or maybe because of it, she bent lower than necessary to properly face him, letting her fingers rest against the side of his cheek. Her full lips pursed as the woman tilted her head slightly looking at him an almost endeared expression. "Mmm...." "Not disappointing exactly. Not quite at the level I expected, but not lacking courage." Turning her head away for a second, letting the still wet locks of her hair flow, she made a snap of her fingers, while still cupping his cheek. In response to whatever she did, more of the water began to ripple, starting to form and reshape itself into a large object, then modeling it's shape further as the water assembling reddened, but the shape becoming more detailed until finally settling on a heart and taking life. The material began to keep changing until finally assuming the form of a silken heart shaped bed, complete with the woman breaking away so she fall back to lie on it, then turning herself over, placing bother her hands under her chin as she studied him. "Could this be a trap? What if it was? Would you still come give me some company?"
She threw the rock against the bulking brute and it had the same effect that could be expected. The pebble tinging off of him harmlessly, not even the slightest hint of being bruised as he snapped back to the source of that. "What the fuc- It quickly devolves into a grin and a genuine laugh at seeing the troll woman. Approaching, he looks like he's in a good mood as he steps up to the window. "Heard of what happened to his shop. But they didn't find his body which makes me think you didn't kill him. Guess I don't have to spank you." He joked, before peering inwards to see the merchant still out cold on the floor. "Hey, got 'em. Not bad. Sucks I lost the bet. I thought you wouldn't be able to listen to direction. Velez is right after all. You're not just another of those meathead orc bastards. No. You got an actual thought process going on in there."
One of the few noises Yuuto was able to make was an audible gulp as her surprisingly warm finger touched his cheek. He tried to keep a Serious Hero Face on despite the way the mood of the scenario seemed to be changing. He felt his... more personal sword stirring in response to this ethereal woman's charms (and especially her teasing) and his eyes widened in disbelief at the kind of bed she was making for herself. Of course, he was unable to verbally answer her... question? Tease? Taunt? Whatever her intention, he could only reply with action. So onward he marched, approaching the bed and sitting on the edge, looking at her with wondrous curiosity as he tried to figure out her intentions.
Mogmak gives an exaggerated "Awwww." Grinning, she says "I was looking forwards to the spanking. Well, glad as I am that Velez had faith in me, and that she was able to profit off of your inability to judge a person's worth, I'm looking forwards to my reward, even more than I was to the spanking." She holds her hand out. "We settled on 3000 gold pieces, I believe?"
"I doubt I'd be any help. We're not really known for our fighting talent, but I do know how to actually extract the seeds correctly." The professor wasn't in an hurry, going to a nearby shelf to sort through the books before pulling one that had scribbles on the cover in a language Gooberilla didn't know. "Yes...the plant..." She thumbed through the pages of her book, before looking at the slime again. "Emmy wanted a way for plants to survive almost impossible conditions without any viable soil. I may...have done something, I shouldn't have." Her voice was still calm despite all the commotion, joining the slime as they moved. "What lives forever without needing to worry about temperatures? Vampires. All they need is a drop of blood once and a while, and they'll last forever. The good news is, it's actually a biological function in a way that you can isolate it and cross it into other species." She wondered if the slime was following along, as they made their way into the overgrown chamber of lush vegetation, the scent of blood still strong in the air as the screeching grew louder, until the source could finally be seen, twisted, snapping it's heads in all directions and showing it's razor sharp fangs. Plants had fangs? It was clearly an abomination, but Gooberilla could see the faint smile on Candice's lips. "A plant crossed with the natural sustainability of a vampire. It will last forever, no matter how harsh the conditions are and all it needs is the occasional dose of some blood once a month....of course, I didn't anticipate this exact result with it gaining some of Emmy's strength and magic. It's perh- There was no time for the professor to finish her explanation before tentacled and barbed vines began to lash out, the plant's single eye honing in on the two newest people to try getting close to it. Then the eye...it turned pinkish as it stared straight at Candice, seeming more focused on the woman who made it. Gooberilla wasn't in it's exact sight, but she could see it as the teacher stood still, mouth still open, but not moving, transfixed by the stare of the planet. Mesmerism. Gooberilla knew enough to know what it was doing, but it spelled bad news to deal with it, now that it honed it's sight on the slime, the gooey amass of slime starting to feel a certain heaviness and slowness over take her body.
"Oh, yeah?" The oni smiled for a moment reaching his hand forward, then squeezing hard as the brute pulled the orc girl in now growling. "I know I said 2,500." His sudden force was there, but his tone just sounded more playful than anything as if this was just a game to an oni. Mogmak was strong, but this was an oni buff among oni's and his grip was like clamping iron as he put her arm behind her, and began to bend her over his knee. She felt one of his massive strong hands grip into her ass, hovering over it, ready to swat it. "Still going to get cute with me?"
Goobriella had listened dutifully as Candice talked. Although it did seem strange to her that you could transfer vampirism through some other way than biting the victim. Perhaps Candice meant that and Count Woof or some other vampire friend of miss Cross had come to bite the plant and any other research specimens, yes, that sounded more reasonable. As they walked, the slime wondered if there could be Vampire Slimes somewhere hidden away in the library's laboratories. Best not to ask about that, Goobriella thought as she stared at the mutated plant and its whipping tentacle-like appendages. If that could happen to a poor flower, then she didn't know what to expect from seeing a Vampire Slime. Miss Cross wore what Goobriella considered an almost motherly smile, she must be quite proud of her creation the slime girl guessed but not quite willing to agree. It had hurt the other scientists after all. Bad plant! Miss Cross continued talking about things Goobriella only had a vague understanding of, and with her own silence becoming unbearable she interjected. "So is it related to the Count? His... childe, or whatever name they have for their turned vampire kids." "Miss Cross? ...Miss Cross?" Goobriella spoke to the slack-jawed and glassy-eyed scientist but didn't receive a response. A gurgle, maybe, which could've meant anything so it wasn't that helpful. Turning back to the plant, raising her sword just in time to nick one of the tentacles lashing out at them. She didn't think she had made any damage, though the plant did seem indignant as it narrowed its pink eye. Not that she was an expert on plant expressions, but its pink was very pretty. Goobriella giggled, feeling her thoughts becoming sluggish. So did her entire body, her consistency feeling more jelly-like. Giggling again. A bit like old Goomps... It was charm! "Slimewall!" Goobriella cried out as she closed her eyes. The hardening slime enveloping her seemed to draw out the residual magic of the plant's mesmerism as it did the same to the continuing gaze attack. It cracked almost as soon as it appeared, but she was safe for the moment, falling from her body in pieces before evaporating. "Sorry, miss Cross." Pain was the best way to break the status effect and Goobriella repeated herself as she placed herself between the vampire plant and pushed the scientist hard to the ground. It did leave her back exposed, but the knight couldn't help that as she did her best to turn around in time to parry. "You should run away now, Candice. Don't want to see you get hurt. Especially since I came here to make sure you were safe."
She picked up on his mood, even though he didn't use words. Whatever this woman was, the devilish smile had an almost playful quality to it. She inched closer to him, studying him with a fascinated gaze. "I know, you're a hero, Yuuto. But you'll still have to prove it." Outstretching one of her fingers towards him, he could feel it press against his thigh, as she kept her look of almost enamored fascination. "Just barely a man, are you? So cute~" A second finger joined touching his skin, feeling the soft touch of the woman's skin as well as an unusual warmth, following along in the way she traced along his body, up the leg, to the hip, and to the shoulder, she palmed, bringing herself to sit up slightly behind him. The older woman's touch, unnaturally warm, but almost loving, Her body came to touching against his, breasts pressing up against his back, her hands running all across his body as she let one come down to holding his hip, and the other taking a gentle hold of of his opposite arm. Her eyes cast downwards at him, with mischievous intent. "Just be my dolly." The way she held him, was intense. Every inch of her body starting to press deeper and tighter against her soft curves, her arm guiding his to stick his hand out in front of him as he sat on the bed. The more she held, the more of her heat could be felt, building and melding against his body, his own blood rushing as his heart began to accelerate, and her touch at his waist starting to adjust again, a couple of her finger sneaking their way lower against his legs, but the pressure in his arm splitting his senses. His heart began to pump further until- The warmth couldn't be handled any more and almost in a eruption, it started to pour out of the palm of his hand firing across the room in a show of crystalline and starry lights that flicked and blinked rapidly, blinding to just look at. He knew what he had done or what she had got him to do. He knew this was the Dazzle spell he had just been coached into performing. "Impressive." Admiring her student's work, her body still remained tight against his, not shying away. "Maybe you weren't meant to be the hero like the wraith was, but you certainly have the ability."
She heard Ohura laugh, feeling his hands feel up her rounded, but well muscled ass. Caressing each cheek slowly with admiration, his groping squeezed down against her left cheek with rising pressure from his strength behind his touch. “It’s a shame that such a gorgeous ass is wasted on such a naughty girl.” Then- Thwack! Ass jiggling a slight bit from the slap, staying in place because of how well toned it is, she felt the stinging blow, redness forming against the green of her cheeks as he delivered another hard smack, holding her still in one place as he let out another hard smack against her ass, forcing her whole body to jump. Beneath her abdomen, she could feel him starting to harden, it poking against her stomach as he continued the "punishment."
