(Pants, shirt, boots, cellphone and stamp) "She will be there in a moment." Oboro smiled. As he moved through the door, Mark found himself breathing a fresh air as he was surrounded by nature. It was incredible, how the air, the atmosphere - it all differed from what he remembered. He looked around, surrounded by forest, mountains... and he realised he had no idea where he was. Thump. He looked back to realise that Hanna was on her knees behind him. She looked around, taking in the surrounding before bowing to him. "Ah, greetings Master!" She was also completely naked.
(Picture didn't work. It's a different version of Black Cat inside, right?) "Try... The superior Black Cat." Felicia smirks and walks slowly, the two thieves circling each other. "So, this is an alternate universe, huh? That could actually work pretty well for me. Tell me, what does the Spider think about you? Does he trust you?"
(Yes, it's other version of black cat. I changed the source - is it working now?) The woman narrowed her eyes. "Oh, you and I are going to get along like cats and dogs~" She flexed her fingers. "I am somehow not interested in telling~" She chuckled.
"What the actual fuck?" Mark asked addressing either Hanna or himself " I specifically requested the Shire. This doesn't look like the Shire... "He looked around remembering numerous maps of Middle Earth and trying to guess which mountains are those. "And Hanna, why don't you have something on? It isn't exactly warm there.
(Yes. Nice pic btw.) "That was answer enough. Ah, so you're still in love with him. How cute." Felicia chuckles. "...And kind of pathetic. You know he's always going to choose his red headed bimbo over you, right?" As the other Black Cat is distracted by the insult, Felicia moves quickly to the false wall where her equipment is stored, smashing it and grabbing the grapnel gun.
As Mark tries to search where he should be, he quickly realises he is west of mountains near the Forlindon - an Elven kingdom. Near the river call A'shire'anai. Hanna gulped as she lowered her head. "Forgive master, I was taken from a training session and not given time to put clothes on. I was told you demanded me to be there when you came on your mission..."
(Originally it was a different pic, had to change it) Spoiler: combat success Her words seemed to strike truer then she suspected - the black cat stud still as Felicia run up to the wall, and only started moving when she smashed the wall and grabbed the gun.
"Ouch. Consider that nerve touched. Felicia grabs the gun, aiming it low. "Don't worry though - you'll have forgotten all about Spidey soon. I did." Felicia fires the gun at her doppleganger's foot at a low PSI setting - if she used it at the setting she uses it to cling to buildings, it would probably break the poor woman's foot. "There's plenty more men out there in the multiverse - you're going to meet them." She yanks back hard to trip the woman onto her back, then leaps into the air. "And so will the rest of Spidey's bitches." She lands hard, with her knee slamming into the other woman's stomach.
Spoiler: Combat success Black Cat was lucky as she managed to easily make the woman trip. "I never thought I would say it, but I am going to enjoy scratching your face. Uh!" She growled, then exclaimed as slaver's knee buried into her stomach. She rolled on the ground, holding her stomach, she started crawling to the window, moaning painfully.
ar "At least it is not Mordor or Mirkwood or Moria..." Mark mumbled "Here goes my plan for hunting gullible small-framed hobbits and stealing their valuables. " He turned his attention to Hanna "Look, we discussed this already. I am Mark when there are no company personnel around. And no, I am not gonna punish you for someone's else idiocy. Stand up and let us decide what to do next. We need supplies and some kind of a weapon would be nice. I think, should we go downstream, we'll encounter some elf sooner or later."
"That's adorable, kitten." Felicia laughs, striding towards her doppleganger as she lies on the ground, before straddling her, pinning her to the floor of the apartment. "Truth is - you don't have what it takes. You're not sure whether you're good or bad, and it's made you weak. It's why I always win." Wrapping an arm around the woman's neck, Felicia squeezes tight, blocking her doppleganger's airway, until she goes completely limp. "You know, they say a black cat crossing your path means 7 years bad luck. I think they're going to be fucking you for far longer than that."
"But, aren't you a Master?" She asked, but there was some cheek in her tone this time. "Obviously, it should be a person of high standing that keeps a naked slave by his side~" She smiled cutely. She looked around, but was rather helpless in what to do. "Maybe we should move along the river?" She suggested. "There should be a settlement along the way..." She then frowned. "Should we be afraid of elves?"
Spoiler: combat great success! As Felicia sat on still weakened... Felicia, the woman could do barely anything as she started choking her. She tried to move, but was to out of it, and could only coil and gasp as slaver choked her. Her body bounced as she coiled, before finally stopping moving as she passed out.
"Elves aren't malicious but may be rather suspicious to outsiders." Mark said "Especially if those are a human in strange clothes and a naked hobbit with enhanced breasts. Anyway... We'll manage something. We must. " "So, what whore skill did you train today that required you to be naked?" He asked after a pause as if trying to distract them both from the somewhat unpleasant situation they got in. He started walking towards the river, looking around in awe. Despite everything, it was an elven forest and it was beyond marvelous. Young man's inner fanboy was enjoying every single moment of it.
"Like I said - the superior Black Cat." Felicia chuckles. She places the stamp on her doppleganger's cleavage, before moving to the bedroom. "Wakey wakey..." When the target awakens, she finds herself hanging from the ceiling, bound up by webs, fingers rubbing her ass through her suit, pressing against her sweet spots with precision. She can try to struggle, but the webs are stronger than iron, and she's hanging from the strongest part of the ceiling. She and Spider-Man tested to make sure nothing would break many times, back when they were dating. Felicia chuckles, continuing to touch the captive, knowing from experience just how to touch her to make her go crazy with lust.
"Oh, just another few hours sucking the fake dildo, while tied to the post. Rather boring, if not the diagnostic equipment forcing you to keep focused on the task, or be zapped." Hanna explained as the two made their way through the river. "Why do you ask, master~ Wanna try~" She asked in a teasing tone as the two made their way down the river. The trees were bigger than the ones he remembered from his original world. It was also... tranquil.
Their relationships were strange. He never had anything resembling sex with his childhood friend since she became his slave not so long ago. Not that he didn't find her attractive. It was just... weird. Plus, getting some sex inside the company was super easy, even for someone of his low status. "I planned to have you seduce rural hobbits for resources, now it will be harder. How do you think, do you have what it takes to get an elf? Competing with elven chicks is not the same as defeating some fat and old farmer's wife." He teased her back, implying that she is not up to such task. While they were walking through the magnificent forest, Mark was scanning the forest floor. While not a herbalist by any means, he did spend some time studying various herbs of the Middle Earth, mostly coming from fan fiction or RPG rulebooks. He hoped to spot anything with known magical properties and pocket it for later use. Something edible wouldn't hurt either. (strictly speaking, there is (AFAIK) only one known magical herb in Tolkien's canon, but where is one, others are possible)
"In direct combat, obviously not." She snorted. "But even elf is not as good at sneaking as halfling~" She said with a small amount of pride. As he sought the herbs, he failed to find anything of note. Suddenly, Hanna crashed against him, pushing him into bush. "Shh!" She whispered. "Someone's coming!"
The seal appeared as a dark tattoo on woman's cleavage. She came to after a while, hanging from the ceiling. She tried to release herself, but as she quickly realised the effort will not give her results, she easily stopped. "Okay..." She said quietly. "That makes scratching your face a little harder." She stated easily, not seemingly all to worried about her situation.
"I wasn't talking about com..." Hiding in bushes wasn't exactly Mark's strategy and he didn't expect such initiative from Hanna but her action was so swift that he somehow found himself laying low in the bushes waiting... for someone. One thing was true, naked and barefooted halfling was capable to move very silently. It was something Mark almost forgot. After all, he was planning a more open operation in the Shire, not ambushing someone in elven woods.
