Waiting had been so annoying and in about a second he was going to sped things along. He pulled back sitting on his knees, a hand groping her breast, peeling over her top as he leans down settling his lips against her smooth ones.

“Hurry,” he responds as he remains close while on his knees between her thighs. “I want to make you feel so good, Kristy,”

He had seen her naked before after performances in her dressing room, even got to touch her a little then so she might have an idea of what getting naked implied though currently he was observing her keenly, envisioning her naked already perhaps.

Kirsty scooted back and moved to step up if front of him. Her jeans, which Kevin had already taken the liberty of unfastening, began to slide down her hips and she shifted slightly to let them fall the rest of the way. She smiled coyly down at her would-be lover. She waited a second to gauge his reaction, her plan hinged on him buying her act. Once she was certain he wasn't going to pull her back down she moved her hands to the hem of her top and slowing inched it up as though she were dancing a sexy striptease. She smiled at him again and pulled the shirt up over her head. There was a brief window here where she was blinded and vulnerable. If he did nothing to prevent her here then she was going to go for it.

Pleased, Kevin watched her as she began to undress. Her shorts drawn down her shapely legs, he watched, intrigued. He was quite hard she could see, his tool throbbing, ready for use. He had not drawn her back down just yet, though he was eager for her he had restrained himself for her sake it had seemed. She had wished for him to get her ready of course.

She had been blinded for a moment as she got rid of her top, she stood there in her undergarments and he had been pleased as he stepped forward, a grin on his lips as he came forth, not quite ready to draw her back down since she was not naked yet but soon.

“God, Kristy, you look so fine, it's tough to wait.”

Kirsty's heart was in her throat as she finished pulling off her shirt. Kevin had not stopped her and now it was time to enact her plan. She had to get it right the first time. If she botched this, she had no doubt Kevin would take great pleasure in making her regret it. She smiled mischievously done at her former fiancee. "Not much longer, darling. I promise to repay you properly for your patience."

She playfully dangled her shirt ahead him before dropping it over his face. Then, less playfully, she brought her knee up until it collided hard against the outline of his nose under her discarded shirt. "Fucking Dumbass!" She swore and jumped backwards lest he make a last second grab for her then she looked hastily around for her sword.

The shirt discarded over his head in that moment he was blind though he was already in the process of drawing the shirt away as her knee came up so she was unable to catch him flush and hit his fingers that lessened the blow somewhat as his hand slapped up into his face.

Still there was some blood at the impact.

“FUCKING BITCH!”

She was looking for her blade and found it as he recovered his own, a hand still over his bleeding nose he came forth, his eyes narrowed.

“You'll pay for that!” Anger fueled him, this could have been a pleasant matter though now, well, he was still going to have a piece of her before he went. So enraged was he that he had been blinded from using the powers of the crown though not all the stones had been attached at this stage, as it were.

Kirsty didn't waste take with banter this time. She seized her sword from the ground and whirled to face her now enraged ex. She swung her sword as she turned, more of a warning swing than a real attack. She wanted to distance in from her. He was at a greater disadvantage now with his bloodied nose occupying one of his hands and obstructing his vision but he was pissed now too so he might still try to rush her without thinking about the odds. This time she'd be ready for him. "Sorry, Kevy, my love, but I'm afraid I'm disinclined to give my virginity up to a man who just stabbed my friend through with a sword. I'm not a terribly romantic person but it seems to be bad taste to do such things."

The swing caused his to pull back and while it was not a true attack it was enough to bring him to his senses. He had used his little trick and while they were both unskilled she at least had a rudimentary understanding of it given her stage work.

He backed off, word still in hand, the other cupping his bleeding nose as he glared at her, though his attempts to be intimidating fell short. “I'd rather be stabbing you right about now.” And there were two ways she could have taken that, he had not explained further though as he watched her. It was doubtful that he was looking for an opening though no doubt he would take one if it were provided to him.

A malicious grin spread across her face and spread her hands in a welcoming gesture. "Take your best shot, my love." She was getting a little cocky now but he was out of tricks. She had the advantage now. She pointed her sword at him again. "But I think we both know you lack the skill. You should have pressed your advantage before revealing your despicable natural to me. I truly wish you had played your hand with more intelligence. Things could have been a lot less messy.

She was getting cocky, though she was not much better than he. Still he calculated in his head his options her though there was a faint grin that began to spread across his lips before fading utterly.

“What now? I may have tipped my hand but that was necessary. The elves would have never allowed us to obtain the crown but you do not know how to use it.

“I have been here far longer than you and have gotten to know a few things. Soon other guards will find this place and while your skills are able to deal with me, can you hope to deal with them? Especially if they have someone mediocre at play here. So, we are at a mere impasse. Either leave now to save yourself or stay here and get discovered. I don't think the guards would have much use for you this time around I'm willing to bet that they just kill you after having some fun I suspect.”

Kirsty frowned and narrowed her eyes at him. She glanced quickly at the door, wondering if he was right. Would there be more guards coming through there shortly? She wouldn't stand a chance against those men, not alone. She looked back to Kevin. "So what are you suggesting. That I leave you with the crown while I make good with my retreat?" He made a valid point. I wasn't as though she could use the crown herself. She didn't find the prospect of staying in this world all that terrible really. Still, it would require her to abandon her old world to her clearly power mad ex-fiancee. She looked down at Greeana's body at their feet, the crown beside her still missing several gems. It was too far away. She could not make a move for it without presenting an opening for Kevin to exploit. The plan in her head changed again and she lowered her sword. "Fine, I'm not really cut out for this hero stuff anyway. If you'll let me leave here unharrassed then I don't care what you do. I wash my hands of it." She lied smoothly, muscles only appearing to relax. She expected another betrayal. "Toss me my clothes and I'll leave you to it."

“Think on it. They have an entire camp out there and it's only a matter of time before someone gets ancy or even figures out that we are here and sends someone to investigate. But yeah, beating feet is probably for the best,” he did not have to approach any closer. No, he saw the path of her eyes to the crown then back to him.

She had to know that he was right. Even if she agreed she still had to make it out of here whereas all he had to do was use the crown himself. He figured that she was going to make a sensible choice here.

“Fine by me,” he gathered up her clothes though while he did Kristy witnessed a twitch, Greeana, she was still alive though she was probably not in the best of shape. Her clothes were gathered up and tossed in her direction.

Kirsty's eyebrow twitched when she saw Greeana twitch. She was still alive. Thank God! Kevin had clearly not noticed. She wanted it to stay that way. "So what will you do then? When you get back, I mean. You said the crown could only be used once so how do you intend to take over the world when you've depleted the only magical item in your arsenal?" She asked as she began to put her clothes back on. Her intention was to keep his focus on her and not the elf.

Kevin had not noticed Greeana yet too busy with watching her dress and answering her question to notice just yet.

“Oh, you misunderstand. The crown's power won't be depleted but can only bring one of us back, whomever wears the crown can go back but not both. But the crown will function normally once there.”

Greeana was sitting up, grasping her wound, blood oozing through her fingers. She manages to concentrate enough were a hand is coated in darkness. Weakly she stands touching Kevin who collapses as a nimbus of black light surrounds him. She then collapses back to her knees, Kevin alive but paralyzed by the magical energy.

"Greeana!" She ran forward to help support the small Elven woman. She held her gingerly, trying not to exacerbate her injury. "I'm so sorry, Greeana. If I'd known Kevin was going to... How bad is your injury?" She cranes to try and see where Kevin's sword got her. "Can you move? We can't stay here much longer, more guards will be coming and you need medical attention."

“It hurts but he missed the major organs. If my innards were arranged like a human's I would be dead,” she admits, crimson blood bathing a hand as she looks to Kristy. She was suppose to protect the crown but while it was her Eclipse was going to forever be after it.

“If my father is truly here he will find me … wear the crown, remove all the stones but the ruby,” at least she could diminish it's power severely if she or another ever figures it out. "Concentrate on home while wearing the crown, get a clear picture that is all that is needed. Leave the other stones with me, the crown's powers will be diminished severely without the magic of the other stones and could do only a few things. Return in a year from today and I will find a way of returning you without the crown. The crown will be safeguarded once again, you will be home and he,” she glances towards Kevin then back, will have to endure whatever magical wrath my father visits upon him for the year though through magic a single year can feel like one hundred. Now go, I shall be fine especially with the crown away from here.” She graces her with a small smile.