#leazy

(…13, oh dear)

Allidar sat with his arms folded as he stared at the screen. It was a prototype, something Leazy hoped would change the world. Less bulky than a hologram but more versatile than a written page, the screen flickered with images pre-recorded on a disc styled after Titan technology found deep within the vaults of Uldaman. Leazy stood beside his chair, her knuckles an almost acid shade of green as her hands clenched on each other. She could do nothing but stare at the screen in silence. It was working perfectly, but she truly hadn’t intended to choose that disc. Allidar stroked his chin as he watched the screen, on which were two draenei women engaged in some of the filthiest intercourse he had ever seen. 

Linthael returned from dinner and stepped into the room, smiling to the two as she saw them. Before Leazy could even squeak out a warning, Linthael walked to Allidar’s side. “What’s this thing…” She blinked several times at the screen. “…Allidar, what are you watching?!” Linthael couldn’t even look away. Her jaw dropped and she peered closer at the screen. “Wait… Wait! Does one of them have… Have a…?” She looked to Allidar questioningly.

The death knight drummed two fingers on his chin for a moment. “Leazy.”

“Sir! Sir, I am so sorry, this isn’t the disc I meant to–”

“Fix the bottom half of the screen. The image is distorted.” 

“Er… Yes, sir! Yes, right away!” Leazy finally lunged for the device, switched it off, and tore it off his desk as she ran out of the room.

Linthael stood there in confusion and scratched her head. Allidar’s fingers tented over his chest as he leaned back in his chair. “It was an interesting position, wasn’t it?”

“…I still can’t tell if that was a tail or a penis.”

“Hermaphroditism is relatively prevalent in female draenei. That being said, the tail was being used to–”

“Wait. Wait, Allidar, I just ate.” Linthael smiled meekly. “Let’s just… Let’s have a drink of wine.”

“Wine for me. Juice for you.”