Uncertain if he wants to look the vampire in the eye, Sonata's gaze wanders down to the woman's expansive cleavage before he catches himself and stares away again. "So that's what it was," the unnerved boy says quietly. Choosing to sort out his feelings later, he changes the subject back to the plan for Constatin. "I, uh, k-know someone who might work." Despite his internal decision, conflict rages on in his heart between what he thought was love at first sight and the realization that it was manipulative magic, for lack of a better word.
Azura shook her head. “The executives seem to me like the kind of people that would stab me in the back the moment it is convenient for them. The potential short-term benefits are not worth the long-term risks. The woman I spoke to seems like the better choice – less likely to backstab me if I end up needing her help in the future, if nothing else.”
"I hope so." The villain outstretches his arms slightly to his sides, palms tilted in her direction. "I thought it was kinda self-explanatory." Looking her in the eye, he drops his hands back to his sides. "I'm here to fight you. Well, no, I'm here to beat you."
"Haah." Vanessa lets out a sigh, but as soon as he finished speaking, and made his intent to fight her known. The heiress uses her superhuman speed, and strength to to punch him on his stomach, hoping to knock him out all in one go.
Belle responds quickly, telling Jenny not to worry about it, that she hopes the blonde had fun and that she's looking forward to next time. As Jenny heads into the living room, she sees her sister dressed in her office clothes, on her way out the door. "Oh, hey, sis. I'll be out late tonight, so don't wait up." Unless Jenny stops her, she leaves the apartment. Afterwards, as Jenny sits down and eats, she sees her husband sitting down beside her, clearly still embarrassed from his impotence last night. "You seem like you're in a good mood, h-honey."
Tatiana sees his discomfort, reaching out to grip his hand in hers, angling her body so that her cleavage remains in his view. "Like I said, I didn't mesmerise you properly. Your emotions were certainly heightened, more intense, but I didn't force them upon you." As he changes the subject, she slowly nods. "Indeed? Will she be able to hold under pressure? Constantin's too much of a gentleman to eat his lovers, but if he figures out that the girl is there to make him vulnerable, he'll do as he feels he must."
"In that case, I'll head out to finish my business with Chen, while you deal with those corporate fools. Inform me if you require assistance." Daiyu nods, before slipping a piece of paper into Azura's hand. "The number to my personal phone. Don't spread it around, only a small group of people have access to it." She leans in, breath hot against Azura's ear. "Call me, and we can have that chat we talked about." Daiyu turns, exiting the apartment, her hips swaying a little as she walks out.
In an effort of understanding, Jenny placed a hand lovingly over Harold's and gave him a compassionate smile. "I am my love." Her statement was mostly true. The Panacea had relieved her of her headache and sluggishness, however her lack of proper dick the previous day coupled with Harold's poor performance had left her frustrated and horny. While the Panacea had alleviated her frustration, it did nothing to cure how horny she remained. She wanted to get fucked, and she wanted it bad. But she also wanted to try and be a good wife to her husband. Well... as good as she could be. "I know I can't really do anything about it, but I don't want you to feel bad about last night. It happens sometimes, any amount of research will tell you that. If you want we can go and see a doctor, or we can just give it some time and try again. Whatever you want to do. I'm here for you."
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Vanessa: 74+10 Scarlet Ranger: 41+10 Physical Damage: 33 Ranger's HP: 67 As she soars forward, Vanessa's surprised to see a brick wall appear in her path, glowing a sinister red. Her wrist aches as her fist makes impact, the brickwork far stronger than it has any right to be, but then it cracks beneath her strength, and soaring through a cloud of dust, she closes in on the equally surprised villain. Ranger gives a cry as he flies backwards, the force of Vanessa's punch dissipated by the wall somewhat, but still clearly very powerful. From his position next to the light post, Ranger soars several metres through the air, slumping next to a bin. Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100: 57 The heroine notes that her blow has sent her foe closer to the building Lawrence told her about.
"Ghh?" Vanessa let out a surprised groan, the red brick wall reminding her of Melchett's alien-tech glass. But this time, she manages to break through, mostly because she wasn't playing around anymore. Yet as she realized she let him get closer to where his trap was. The heiress flies toward him, grabbing his foot, and throwing him away the deserted building. "Just give up now, and I'll let the authorities handle you." She grumbled, wrapping her gloved arms underneath her breasts.
"Of course we can. whatever you want." With her meal finished, Jenny cleared the table and cleaned up the kitchen. With the housework complete she contemplated heading to the gym again, but decided against it. Psychana hadn't been active over the past few days and she figured she had to put some time in so she changed into her costume, kissed Harold goodbye, and set out on her patrol.
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Vanessa: 10+10 Ranger: 73+10 Ranger Uses Summon! Scarlet Ranger recovers faster than Vanessa expected. As she goes to grab him by the foot, he dodges to the side, and then the heroine hears a growl behind her. Turning, she sees three red lions snarling and moving around her.
"Really, cats?" Vanessa grumbled, as she once again uses her inhuman speed to deal with the lions. Though she figured she didn't have to expend much effort to dispose of them, instead all she had to do was throw them away so that she could deal with the Scarlet Ranger.
Harold leans in, kissing her passionately, desperately, for a few moments, before pulling back. "I...I really love you, honey." He says, seeming a mess of emotions as he moves to the front door. "I know I'm not the...manliest guy in the world." He says, embarrassed. "But I promise to make you happy." Jenny feels her mouth opening instinctively to reply, to say something to make him feel better, to reassure him that he's masculine enough for her - to lie. Mid-sentence, though, she's cut off as her phone beeps, looking down and opening a message to see a picture of Magnus' colossal dick, the caption reading: Can't wait to make you scream again. Jenny turns off the screen, her reassurance to Harold coming out a stuttering mess, though he doesn't seem to notice. Out above the city streets, Psychana has a productive morning, almost managing to forget what was dominating her mind. After stopping a mugging and freeing someone from a car wreck, she zones in on two cars parked in an alley, with multiple men talking to one another - her instincts identifying a drug deal easily. Floating down to the rooftop to check it out, she gulps a little as she recognises some of Duke's men from the morning after her first liason with Hammer.
Indecision gripped her for a moment, did she really want to tangle with Duke's thugs? What if they recognized her? These thoughts she knew she had to push away and not worry about them. She was Psychana, she was a superhero! And she couldn't ignore crimes just because they happened to involve people that had fucked her. Or would likely fuck her again... She shivered in excitement at that idea and found her pussy throbbing in need. The magical tattoo on her skin grew hot and her knees trembled as she remembered them pounding her into oblivion. Jenny swallowed and shook her head. She had to intervene, she didn't have a choice. Thus with butterflies in her stomach and a leaking pussy she flew down to the two parked cars. "Stop!" she called out to the men as she hovered down to the ground. "I'll give you this one chance to drop whatever it is that you're dealing and find another line of work. Otherwise this will end badly for you."
Spoiler: Combat Rolls D100: Vanessa: 74+10 Lion 1: 44 Lion 2: 22 Lion 3: 94 (Crit Damage: 10+10 (Crit) Vanessa Health: 80 Vanessa moves in a blur, and soon two of the materialised beasts are tossed across the park, too far to interfere in the fight for a good while. The third, however, anticipates her move. As she moves in for a throw, it's jaw snaps, clenching around her wrist. Its teeth don't manage to break Vanessa's hardened skin, but pain screams up her arm as it bites down hard.
"Aargh!" Groaning in pain, Vanessa uses her free hand to punch the conjured lion right in its eye. Thinking it was a soft spot to easily crush its brain, if it had any. Damn it, how can these things hurt me? She pondered, thinking that the Scarlet Ranger's powers were just simple magic tricks.
As soon as she calls out, Psychana hears the sound of guns being cocked, the thugs drawing their weapons as she surprises them. "Wait." The man Jenny recognises as the leader from last time says in a baritone, and the gangsters hold fire. As she makes her threat, Jenny finds it hard to keep her voice even, to make it Psychana's voice, rather than the voice that had howled with pleasure and begged for more. As she looks at the men, images come flashing to her mind - the hands that hold the guns the same ones that had groped her breasts, squeezed her clit, gripped her head as they forced their cocks down her throat. "-You hear me?" Psychana realises she totally missed what the head thug said, so lost was she in the memory. "I said, why don't you let this go, and we can all be friends?" He holds up a roll of bills, several thousand dollars at least.
There was a searingly pleasant heat in her crotch as her mark flared burning her with desire and Jenny visibly trembled as the man spoke to her. She shook her head, confused, to focus herself and pay attention to what the leader was saying. She looked at the bills in his hand and scoffed. Money wasn't the thing she wanted from them. Her mark flared again and Jenny struggled to suppress a moan. She wanted to sink to her knees in front of these men, take out their cocks, and have them ravage her just as they had done nearly a week ago. She wanted them to fuck her, claim her, make her their slut right out in the open for anyone to see. She wanted them to take her while she was still in her costume so that everyone would know Psychana was a slut for their big cocks. Her eyes traveled over each of the men, lingering on their crotches for a moment before moving to the next. No, she didn't want their money. "You think you can bribe me?" she asked trying to sound indignant. "Forget it. Now either surrender or we can do this the hard way."
