[The coliseum itself is little more than fissures, the heat of a dying fire and smoke. Jessica coughs against it, waving a hand furiously as she takes a moment to catch her breath and ends up leaning forward to press her hands against her knees. She hadn't been the one riding the dragon of course but she's really been testing the limits of her magic pool.
After a moment of hands on knees she's near ready to compliment the man on such a fine performance when she notes her knees are awfully bare. All of the action and all of the heat had made it easy not to notice the lack of... well. That last bit of fire shooting out of the ground devoured what was left of her skirt beyond tatters remains on a waistband.
Darin has anvils, Jessica has the most underwhelming pair of pink panties and a crimson flush as she takes the next moment to tug what little remains of her skirt towards her front. She shoots a sharp look over to the man who's done absolutely nothing so far other than exist.]
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After a moment of hands on knees she's near ready to compliment the man on such a fine performance when she notes her knees are awfully bare. All of the action and all of the heat had made it easy not to notice the lack of... well. That last bit of fire shooting out of the ground devoured what was left of her skirt beyond tatters remains on a waistband.
Darin has anvils, Jessica has the most underwhelming pair of pink panties and a crimson flush as she takes the next moment to tug what little remains of her skirt towards her front. She shoots a sharp look over to the man who's done absolutely nothing so far other than exist.]
Don't you dare look!