"I will need to make sure Marcus is indeed taken care of. After that, fufu, I'll be free for quite some time. I wonder how I'll spend it?" Vizelle said with a grin.
@Tjf "Because I was the one, who pushed you out of the platform. This are my actions, that harmed you."
"I can think of a few ideas." He grins. "But you should watch out. It's a galactic organisation after all. They might want revenge against you."
Eanne made sure Bec was there as well before addressing her servants. “Lady Ahn will be coming to have lunch with me in about an hour. Since she is involved with what Julqe did I do not trust her at all, but I am willing to give her a chance. Still, some preparations are in order. For starters, do we have some sort of slow-acting aphrodisiac that won't be detected if put in her food, but will gradually get her horny? Just make sure it's not in my food as well. Second, what sort of defenses against prisonic attacks do we have? I might be overthinking this and worrying too much, but Julqe mentioned some strange artifact the lady has and I can't help but worry that it can be used to influence people's minds. I want to be as prepared as possible if she were to try any sort of psionic attack, whether against me or anyone else here. Third, any servants she brings are to be watched constantly. If they try anything, neutralize them – preferably without killing them, but their well-being is not a priority.” She looked at back. “I think this is as good a time as any to carry that hidden gun you gave me earlier, when we went to investigate Aurelios' crew – just in case.” She paused and looked at her servants. “Any suggestions, recommendations, or questions? Anything I am forgetting or overlooking? Speak freely.”
He reaches out to grasp her hand in his own undamaged one, and gently pulls her down to sit with him. "Don't be absurd. Those fighters were aiming straight at me. You saved my life, while putting your own in danger." He smiles. "Never think that you deserve to be punished by me. Well, unless you want to be punished." He smirks.
"Oho? Do tell." Vizelle smirks, "And don't worry, I'm well aware of that." She smirks, letting out an aura of confidence.
Bec nods, withdrawing the firearm from an ankle holster and handing it to Eanne. Penelope nods. "I have some aphrodesiacs that will suffice. They're not meant to spike food, but I can disguise the flavor if I cook the right meals." Delphis adds "Your psionic blocker implant should help you in that regard, but I should be able to assist as well. Keep me close at hand, and I'll make sure to sense any psionic attempts from Lady Ahn."
"Alway, my Emperor." Elena smirked, then turned serious. "Yet, it's my actions that made you a cripple - temporary as it may be. Some, might demand action against me." she said seriously.
“I'll leave the food to you, Penelope, I have full confidence in your cooking skills. Bec, Delphis, you two will stay close to me. If the lady has any objections I will use 'there was an attempt on my life earlier' as an excuse to not send you away.” Eanne decided. “When dealing with Lady Ahn our main rule should be 'Hope for the best, prepare for the worst', so do not hesitate to let me know if you think of anything I have overlooked.” She dismissed her servants, allowing them to get to work, and hid the gun the same place it had been the last time, then waited for her guest's arrival...
"Well, you given the men reason enough to fear you. Why not give them reason to love you as well?" Jett smirks.
"Hey..." He squeezes her hand. "I'd never punish someone as loyal as you, just because some upjumped courtiers demanded it." He looks at her.
Ahn arrives not too long after, dressed in a gown that does little more to hide her body than the swimsuit did. "Thank you for inviting me." She smiles. If she objects to the fact that Bec's in the room, she doesn't show it.
"Oh? And I take it you want to give them a show then?" Vizelle grins, "Fufu, I have a better idea." She hummed, facing Alexandros. "Go be a dear and bring Mary here." She said with a grin.
Before too long, the alien in the scientist's body emerges. "Mmh, who is this, then?" Jett asks with interest.
"This here is Mary. A special disciple of mine." Vizelle said, circling around the scientist. "Now Mary, I'm sure you want to make sure our new soldiers' morale is high for the days to come, no?" She said, sensually fondling the creature's breasts, hips, and ass.
"Then." Vizelle starts unzipping the scientist's bodysuit. "Prepare your cleanest, most comfortable bed." She gave an order to Kratt's former lieutenant, figuring he knew the place best. "And while you're at it, call the rest of your men here. It's time to let them know about the new management." She grins, and once everything was set. Vizelle points at the bloody puddle, letting them know that's what's left of their former boss. Offering them the same bow down, or perish deal. And once they offer their loyalty, she pushes Mary onto the bed. "You're free to use her to your hearts desire. Just make sure you don't leave any permanent marks."
Beneath the scientist outfit, Mary's wearing another set of lascivious lingerie. The men are scared by their dead boss, but not offput, as they approach Mary, groping and caressing her body as she moans.
Once the gangbang started, Vizelle looks at Jett. "Fufu, that should be enough for their morale. No?" She asked with a grin.
"Heh. It's helping mine." He grins. "I'd say you've established the carrot and stick parts of the relationship quite well."
