"C-Caa..." Iona's no longer upright, instead writhing and tossing with her back to the seat. At one point, she sharply turns her head, so hard that Xavier thinks he's about to hear a crack as her neck is broken, but she seems to still be physically okay. Spoiler: Telepathy Roll D100: 50+15=65 (Pass) Luckily, in her state, Iona isn't able to exactly resist, so her defences are only passive, allowing Vizelle to brute force her way inside the spy's mind. She manages to redirect Iona's attention away from the troubling memory, and slowly she begins to calm, her writhing becoming more gentle, before she stops, the only movement from her being the slow upwards and downwards motion of her immense chest as she breathes. A moment later, Vizelle and Xavier realise that she's asleep. Probing for the memory, she finds it, but notes that it's protected by several layers of strong psionic defenses, such that it would take time and energy to crack.
"T-That's right... Good girl..." Amara moans, her juices quickly rushing onto Eanne's tongue. "That's...ooh...!"
Not letting up even for a moment Eanne kept going, aiming to get Amara off. She maneuvered one hand off the officer's butt and to her back door, then forced two fingers inside and began thrusting them in and out, adding to Amara's pleasure.
Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100: 77 (Pass) The armored captain and the imperial guard assigned to Hersillia meet the empress dowager, leading her out to her ship. On her way, though, she notices something troubling. She's used to being watched, it's natural in her position, but there's something malicious about the vibe she now gets. With a start, she looks up at a window overlooking the landing pad she stopped on, and sees a man in a golden mask standing there, rifle in his hand.
"G-Good... Aiii!" Amara cries out, cumming into Eanne's mouth, juices flowing readily. "D-Damn..." She smiles at the noble.
"Well, whatever was in that video caused this. And it seems whoever made that video protected it, even within her mind. I can try and break that barrier, but that would probably leave consequences for her. So I'll refrain until the emperor has given her sentence. For now, I've calmed her down." Vizelle replied, a little disappointed she couldn't take the risk to crack through the video's barrier.
Xavier grumbled, 'Who the hell is behind this? This goes way beyond covering your tracks.' 'So, what do we do with her now?' Xavier asked.
Eanne kept going for a bit longer, greedily swallowing Amara's sweet nectar. But eventually she stopped and pulled away. “Mmm, so tasty...” She grinned while her fingers left the officer's back door. Quickly standing up Eanne leaned down and kissed Amara on the lips, simultaneously pushing her down on her back. Breaking the kiss she looked at the woman that was now laying under her. “Satisfied? Or do you want more?” She inquired, one hand starting to grope one of Amara's large tits, the other going to Amara's clit and beginning to tease it.
Amara grins. "Go to the drawer over there, below the model ships. The lowest drawer. Open it." Inside, Eanne finds sex toys of all shapes and sizes. When Eanne looks back, Amara is on her hands and knees. "We're not close to done."
"I'd also be interested in knowing. As for what to do with her, you can wait for her to wake up and continue your interrogation. Or bring her to the emperor as is, since we already have proof of her espionage. Your choice." Vizelle sighed.
“This is what I like to see.” Eanne grinned and finally removed her soaked panties, leaving her wearing nothing but her stockings. After a quick look at the various sex toys she chose a rather large silver strap-on dildo and put it on, then made her way to the bed. “Mmm, such a great ass...” She licked her lips and playfully slapped one of Amara's ass cheeks before getting on the bed behind her. “Now, which hole should I use...” She wondered as she rubbed the tip of the fake member along Amara's wet slit. “What do you say? Pussy or ass?”
'I doubt she knows much more, just a little cog in the plot,' Xavier said, 'Let's head to the palace.' Xavier ordered his pilot to return to the Imperial palace.
"SNIPER!" she shouts, pointing in the direction of the gunman in question and then proceeding to dive for the nearest cover, which is hopefully something solid and not human. If the latter is her only choice that is in range well... they have body armor and she does not, so they would have massively better odds being a target than she would by far.
“That's my kind of girl!” Eanne grinned again and playfully slapped Amara's other cheek. She spat some saliva on the officer's back door and used it as improvised lube, then pressed the tip of the dildo against the exposed hole and slowly forced the whole length inside. Eanne waited a few moments for Amara to get used to having her ass filled with the fake member, then began thrusting. At first her movements were slow, but she quickly found a rhythm and sped up, fucking Amara hard. Pounding the noblewoman's ass was something she had wanted to do since first laying eyes on her, and so she was relishing every moment.
The shuttle begins to fly towards the palace. About halfway to the destination, Iona begins to stir. "W-What happened?"
Spoiler: Evasion Roll D100: 67+15 (Passed Awareness Check)=82 (Pass) Hersillia is able to get behind a pillar, right before a round smashes into the floor where she was standing only a moment ago. The sniper loads another round, ready to fire again, before the Haephestus captain steps in front of her, further shielding her with his power armour, and raising his autocannon to unleash a torrent of gunfire. "Get her out of here!" Hersillia feels herself being pulled to her feet and surrounded by imperial guardsmen, who fire at the windows as more figures begin shooting from within the building. They pull her into the ship, which rapidly takes off. After a few moments, they're once again in the atmosphere, rising above the planet and back into space.
"It seems whatever you tried to remember has you turning mad. I advise you to recall, and spend your time discussing your plea bargain with the Admiral instead." Vizelle shrugged as she lets Xavier do as he please.
'You started to have some sort of seizure but Vizelle managed to stop it,' Xavier said, 'Whoever used you for this mission must've used some psionic trickery to close your mind and make you turn mad when trying to think about it.' 'We are on our way to the Imperial palace, he'll have to decide what to do you with you,' Xavier continued, 'You are a spy, after all.'
