“Oh, he shall find it in time I imagine but it sounds to me as if someone has drunk too much … well I didn't think you drank too much as it is but we have a big day tomorrow and I wouldn't want to carry you to the town, especially with the shrinking potion wearing off shortly after dawn.” Zoot announced matter of factly as he stood up and held out a hand to her apparently to help her up as well.

“Do you require assistance in getting to your room, sadly I've been up since the early hours and need to retire shortly so I'm going that was now. Feel free to stay and have a good time with my brother and your friend.”

"Yes... I think you're right... I should probably go to bed too..." She took the hand he offered and tried getting up. It proved to be quite a feat even with his help. She stumbled as she tried getting her feet underneath her but quickly discovered they wouldn't support her weight and she crashed into Zoot. Then she just started giggling. "Goodness. What was in that drink?"

He smiled aq bit as she crashed into him and he was forced to help stablized her. She was close to him, so damned closed that he could feel the warmth of body as it slid against her.

Under the pretense of assissting her he kept that contact with her, that warm contact that he used to stabilize her as he lead her away.

“Nothing unusual … strawberries, bananas, some khalura nothing overly strong and you didn't drink much so I don't understand why it has effected you so much.

He knew alright, new that the drink as innocent as it was when combine with a few other elements made an interesting aparalytic poison, one that would last a few hours until at least. It was a means to ensure that Harold was out of it,

The shrinking ptotions when combine with these drinks made an interesting paralytic and one Zoot was intending on taking advantage of.

Kirsty didn't question the intentions behind the Zoots attentions. She simply leaned into him, grateful for the assistance. "I don't understand it either... Maybe drinking so soon after taking the potion was a bad idea." She didn't know how right she was. "I'm smaller now, after all. Maybe I can't take as much alcohol..."

“Perhaps yoy're right.” He agreed though how true it was had still been correct. He assisted her to bed then only had to wait until the paralytic agent took effect as he entered into the room during the deadc of the night when all she could do was blink and breath,

“Why hello there.” He flickered his eyes back to her. “Well you were carrying the garnet when you sharnk so to you now it mut be three ties smaooer.”

“So the garnet must still be on you and shrunk down, not that it mattered in the iing run. I cannot resist though. I am going to take you hard and fast, One if the side effects of the drug is a hypersensitivity to pleasure, ine blink for yes or affirnitive, tw for neagtive or no. Shall we begin now that they we won't have any further interuptions?”

Kirsty laid in bed for a moment, groggy and confused. She wasn't sure what had awoken her at first but eventually her eyes landed on Zoot. He was speaking to her but she wasn't listening at first. She was too distracted by the fact that she couldn't move. Was she waking up? She wondered. Was she stuck in that strange limbo between consciousness and dreaming? It would explain why she couldn't move. Her body was still paralyzed from sleeping and her brain was being slow about sending the signals to her body that it was safe to move again.

"One blink for yes or affirmitive, two for negative or no." Zoots voice finally penetrated her mind. She still didn't understand what the Hell he was talking about though. Shall we begin now that we won't have any further interruptions?"

Kirsty farrowed her brow, or tried too, even that much movement was difficult. She couldn't speak either apparently. Zoot had given her no instructions on what to do if she didn't understand so she blinked twice, hoping that would get him to explain things further.

The gnome smiled as she blinked twice.

“Why we haven't even started! I expected a lot of blinking after but I suppose I owe you an explaination. My brother is quiet the chemist and found that if we added a little something to the alcohol it would cause a paralytic effect when combined with the shrinking potions.

“You would think that we don't get much use of it and your right. It's a combination he hit on by accident but it still had it's uses. In fact we give some of the finished product to the Duke to lace his arrows with. They can shrink and paralyze some humanoid targets. Unfortunately we haven't had to much in the way of success.

“My brother is seeing to you friend as we speak. Making sure that he's taken care of. See we have another tonic he made that scrubs memories and he'll think he just had a pretty bad hangover. We'll give it to you to, no harm, no foul.

“But you are such a pretty girl. Not since Nell … oh, I digress, I am glad that you are a more manageable size. I plan on pleasuring you for the next few hours, the potion will last a bit.”

He set his hand on the inside of her thigh, his hand slowly traveling up her leg. She had no changes of clothes so only had what she was wearing the day before but Zoot didn't seem to be detered by thi. No sexy night gowns, but he smiled as he looked at her.

“Now, would you like that?”

Nell frowned inwardly at this explanation. Seriously, what was wrong with her subconscious tonight? It seemed fixated on sex. Maybe this move to Shokushu had been stressing her out more than she realized and her body needed some kind of release. She wasn't overly pleased with the way it was going about getting it.

Oh you have got to be kidding me... Getting raped by gnomes while she was unable to move was even worse than having Harold try and sex her up in a creepy cave infested with aliens and giant insects. Hell, that scenario looked practically romantic now...

She felt Zoot's hand begin traveling up her inner thigh and practically growled, despite the fact that she shouldn't have been able to. Hands off, creep! She willed in her head and blinked twice just in case it didn't work. She might have to do something more forceful if that didn't stop him.

His hand kept sliding up her inner thigh getting closer and closer to her crotch before divverting itself at the last instant. Zoot grinned at her as her thoughts streamed over this moment, what she had avoided, what she now got into.

“Too bad if you don't like it, it's not as if you're going to remember what my brother and I will do to you.” His hand dropped upon her covered breast, rolling it in soft circles.

“One blink for gentleH, two for rough … I will be that kind at least.”

He leaned down after watching her response brushing his lips against her own.

Kristy glared at him and refused to blink at all. This was her dream damn it! If he wouldn't listen then she'd just make the stupid dream end. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on being somewhere else. She would take herself back to the theatre from earlier. She concentrated on making the room and its gnome inhabitant disappear and morph into the familiar landscape of the stage.

(I''ll let you decide him Aegir blocks her efforts or not)

She saw a shift and for a fleeting second she could see the audience casting their gaze upward at a stage, hearing a round of applause, and then ther was the gnome again as things returned as they were, well not exactly as they were.

The top button of her shorts hand been undone and the gnome was beginning to unzip her shorts when he halted, she could see it, she had a clear view of Harold and the dagger he placed to the side of the gnome's throat who put his hands up slowly, surprised that Harold was even there let alone unparalyzed.

“Do you have the garnet on you?” Harold questioned. One blink yes. Two no.” He watched her then whispered something in the gnome's ear that had him red faced before he drew back the dagger and cold cocked the gnome with the pommel of it, knocking him out.

The dream had changed for a moment and either altered itself because she had tried to alter it or flashed ahead a bit. She could not say though if she continued to try to influence the dream it would drag out in slow motion as if she were struggling against an unseen force.

What the hell...? She thought, her head spinning as the momentary change then reversion. That wasn't how it was supposed to happen! She would have tried again but then Harold appeared behind Do it and placed a dagger to the gnome' s throat. She'd never been so happy to see him. He asked about the garnet as well and she blinked once in answer. She still had it and, somehow, it had shrunk right along with her. Why that mattered at a time like this though she'd never know though.

She struggled to move, to shake off the effects of the potion so she could sit up and rebutting her pants. She couldn't think straight yet and she need to. She needed to be up and present and fucking dressed!! What the hell was wrong with her tonight?!

She could move her limps lethargically at best and Harold moved closer tucking th dagger into his belt.

“Flan came to my room to check on me I persued but I dealt with him already.” He could see her reaching ever so slowly … he set a hand upon the back of hers. “Fortunately the gnomes aren't the only one with means … I took some precautions. I saw the way he was looking at you.

“A sheme to let that poison go to waste though.” He set a hand upon the ipper of her shorts but rather than zipping them down he zip them up then buttoned her. He then scooped her up and carried her from the gnome's place. He would carry her until she could walk by herself.

“Really, I have a boy to go see, I should have just left you there … now it's late and we're moving through a forest reported to have wolves and a barghest too! We'll it gets no better than that!

“We're probably best just pushing through the darkness and hoping that we doing brake our necks on roots and such. If he weren't so hot ...”

He shook his head letting that thought tapper off.

Kirsty felt a burst of alarm when Harold reached for her zipper while she was still fairly paralyzed but to her amazement he didn't pick up where the gnome had left off. Instead he tugged the zipper back up an rebuttoned her shorts. Oh thank God, she thought. She still couldn't move much so he scooped her up and carried her from the room. He babbled on and on about how they must leave quickly, travel through the night. She shook her head weakly and attempted to speak, the poison was wearing off now. "Harold... can't... Still shrunk..."

Damn! In his haste he had forgotten about that. They could press on all night and not make much progress. He kept moving though to get some distance on the gnomes though he didn't think they would be after them especially knowing that Harold was functioning. Finding a hollowed out log that they could rest in until morning. If they were deep enough in it then the wolves wouldn't be able to get at them and would hopefully leave after a short while. It was the best that he could do under the circumstances …

“Alright we'll rest here and as morning comes as we feel the potion wearing off we'll get out of the log then press on to the town … sound like a plan?”