Slowly Seres' eyes opened and she blinked a few times to wake up fully. It took her a few moments to remember where she was. Oh, right. Training's over. I have a new job and a new room. She let out a yawn. I probably should get up and get dressed... but I don't want to. I think I'll stay in bed for a few more minutes. She sighed happily as she enjoyed the feeling of the soft sheets, feeling rather lazy.
"Oh, okay." He seems disappointed. "Well, I'm normally guarding this area, or in the barracks when I'm off duty. When you need some more stuff, come and find me. And if you're interested in something harder, maybe we can make a deal on that, as well." He nods to her, taking the rejection without a fuss.
The blonde finds that she isn't bothered, allowing her to stay in the comfort of the bed for a little longer.
Tina's strike is blocked with ease, but the lean woman ducks under the elbow strike, hitting Erika with a sharp elbow to the jaw. Her head is rocked back, and when she looks in front of her, Francis manages to get a good front kick into her sternum. However, he's overextended himself, putting him between Erika and Tina, where his sister can't help him, and he's slow to pull back his leg from the kick.
"Rebecca, be a dear and get that, would you?" She made the suggestion for the doctor to shift a bit and use her claws to quietly get the lock off so they wouldn't spook their target as Alicia readied her gun, moving to the wall and crouching a bit, steadily and quietly to make their approach. No telling if Erin was still here, but even if she wasn't, there was a strong possibility she left something they didn't want to find behind intended for Hipper's men.
Seres enjoyed the bed's comfort for a while longer, before the growling of her empty stomach finally convinced her to get up. As nice as staying in bed is I need to get something for breakfast. She told herself as she got out of bed.
Following her nose, the fake nun finds a cafeteria downstairs. She sees a few people lining up at the counter and sitting at benches to enjoy their meals. From the smell, Seres thinks that food is pretty good, better than most cafeterias she's been in.
Sully, completely drained, takes a moment before he can roll off of her. As he recovers, he takes a moment to process her question. "Whoo... After that fuck? Sure thing. Your son will be our little secret." He leans in to kiss her again, before standing and dressing. "I might be able to get you a chance to see your son safely tomorrow. Request some off base time, early in the morning. I'll be your 'shaperone' and we can go see Tyler and explain to him why he needs to stop this."
Unlike before only one of her arms shifted, gaining a patchy layer of fur as her nails lengthened into claws. They were curved, long, and hooked, using them to deftly pry the lock open. An unavoidable rattle of metal sounded as got it loose. "Let's get inside." Her final words before again shifting into a fully animal form - the same feline shape as before. Leopards accelerated faster than their kin, an excellent hunter in the tight spaces and corridors of the museum. She prowled alongside the nun, her muscles rippling as her shoulders shifted with step of her padded paws.
"That's some next level restoration magic." Alicia complimented, still somewhat oblivious or perhaps just willfully trying not to think about it too hard. While she didn't have any of those kind of abilities, she had the power of her gun and some tricks of her own. Muttering some rapidfire Latin under her breath, it was hard to tell what exactly she did or how she did it, but the barrel of the gun started to heat into a whitish glow of faint holy light, not so much to be easily spottable, but clearly magical in nature to however she imbued her weapon in preparation as they made their way in.
"A combination of biomancy disciplines. Animals have developed a wonderful array of tools for almost any situation nature has thrown at them. The way I fight is in honor of that." Even as her voice carries with it an underlying growl, she speaks more clearly. "My first encounter with the supernatural was when I came across an animal used as a sacrifice in a ritual. A horrible experience, I don't wish to see repeated." Leaving what had happened unsaid, but clear by the implication.
She quirked an eyebrow at the sound of her possibly invoking some kind of occult ritual, but it wasn't time to focus on that. And....besides. Was Rebecca actually even all that evil? She just got felt up by Hipper, who was supposedly a regular person and still reprehensible. If her animal companion was trying to do good things with her powers, shouldn't that at least count for something?
Her night is anything but restful, filled with thoughts of sex, the partners changing, but always using her body sexually. Finally, she awakens mid morning, covered in sweat, and her pussy drenched.