Nene turned the knob of her apartment door, only to have the door straight up vanish on her for a change.
Which was fine. The door had it's own deal, being part of a hallway which, frankly, bordered on inscrutable what with the whole sometimes leading into other worlds business.
The sort of business it had /right then/.
It's timing needed work.
Nene did her best to take this in stride. These were some straight up glorious digs- like something a Tolkien fan would dream up, only lit up orgiastic gold instead of Strictly English Moors On A Cloudy Day, besides the whole actually existing as stone and glass and smells besides epoxy for the stage crew to sniff . Anyway, the walls felt like real leaded glass when she planted her palm on them (for science, she planned to swear).
A grin spread over her.
She could enjoy this.
True, the plan for her own evening had involved enjoying Seb, who she might kind of have left tied to her bench.
And she herself had escaped her own dimension bonds in a pair of strappy bondage pants and see-thru tube top.
To say nothing of the riding crop currently slung over her shoulder.
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Nene turned the knob of her apartment door, only to have the door straight up vanish on her for a change.
Which was fine. The door had it's own deal, being part of a hallway which, frankly, bordered on inscrutable what with the whole sometimes leading into other worlds business.
The sort of business it had /right then/.
It's timing needed work.
Nene did her best to take this in stride. These were some straight up glorious digs- like something a Tolkien fan would dream up, only lit up orgiastic gold instead of Strictly English Moors On A Cloudy Day, besides the whole actually existing as stone and glass and smells besides epoxy for the stage crew to sniff . Anyway, the walls felt like real leaded glass when she planted her palm on them (for science, she planned to swear).
A grin spread over her.
She could enjoy this.
True, the plan for her own evening had involved enjoying Seb, who she might kind of have left tied to her bench.
And she herself had escaped her own dimension bonds in a pair of strappy bondage pants and see-thru tube top.
To say nothing of the riding crop currently slung over her shoulder.