“No need to worry, I don't mind.” Quite the opposite, in fact – I look forward to it. “And you're being silly, boss. You're still young and pretty. You have nothing to worry about.” Miriam finished with a smile as the town appeared in the distance.
(Sorry, missed your post) She hears nothing, but kneeling down, spots a low light through the keyhole. Letting her eye adjust, she sees steps leading upwards, and then...sunlight? As she begins to pull away, however, she sees an eye looking back at her through the keyhole, as the door knob begins to turn.
"I wish my ex huband thought that way." She sighs. "And I was walking past some construction workers the other day and they called me thick. Thick! I mean, I know I'm not skinny, but I didn't think that I was overweight..." The older woman groans, mistaking the meaning of the modern euphemism. A little while later, they're sitting in the cramped two bedroom room, dimensions much like Melinda predicted. "So, it's...cozy."
"Thank you, I am glad you're enjoying it. I hope it also suites your tastes, Laura-sama?" Suzuki asked, acting a bit more subservient to Helga's friend. "Ah, I wouldn't want to bother your meals. But if you insist, I would appreciate your help, Ojou-chan."
Natasha step from the door and get ready her gun, holding in one hand gun and then kick hard the door to open them fast and knock down person behind them.
"Yeah, it's actually pretty good." The American admits. Helga stands, happily following Mori to the kitchen, and to the fruit there.
The door slams backwards, hitting the huge frame of the being on the other side. Looking at it, she sees that it's some sort of monster.
Having to weigh her options, she was still in her regular uniform. If caught, she could feign ignorance. It would be better to just walk in and go down to the basement level to search normally, then attempt to scale the fence in this situation. Heading back in, she mostly carried on with her apparent duties for a while, not trying to move too out of place too often, until she could locate a wine bottle in the kitchen to take down to the cellar. She didn't have to over explain what she was doing, just make it look as if she had a reason to be there.
“Yes, it is.” Miriam nodded, seemingly not bothered by the small room. “We should probably go to bed early so we can get up early and have the whole day for exploring.” Getting up from her bed she slowly removed her clothes, leaving her wearing only her bra and panties. “I'm feeling a bit hot tonight – I think it's the excitement and anticipation about what we might discover – so I'll sleep dressed like this. I hope that's alright.” She explained to her boss as she sat back down on her bed. And besides, clothes will only get in the way of the little game I have in mind for later... (Added Miriam Lingerie and Miriam Naked to her character sheet.)
"Thank you. We will be right back." Mori bows, befre following Helga to the kitchen. "So, Ojou-chan. What fruits shall we use? Apple? Oranges? Lemons?" He asked, smiling. "But I must say. Thank you, thank you for now only listening to me, but for also inviting me to eat dinner in your home." Suzuki then acts as if he's just received the most kindness he has in his life.
Natasha make distance from the monster and shoot two times in the head of and thrid to crocodile. "What the hell?!" She said to hersellf.
With so many staff, no one interrupts the thief - what she's doing just isn't suspicious enough. Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100: 87 She gets frustrated for a few moments as she fails to find anywhere the tunnel could be, until she does a double take on the old broken down furnace. It's surprisingly not ashy or sooty, like one would expect. Looking behind it, her suspicions are confirmed, as her engineering knowledge lets her intuit that none of the gas pipes are actually connected to anything, meaning that the furnace can't actually burn anything. Opening the doors to look inside, she finds the false rear wall, and the tunnel beyond.
"Oh, uh, right. No, that's fine, I don't mind." Melinda nods. "I think I'll stay dressed." She says, taking off her shoes and jacket.
"Maybe a mix?" She coos as she notices how emotional he's being, reaching out to squeeze his hand. "Hey, it's my privilege, Suzuki-san."
"Thank you, thank you." Suzuki grabs her hand, before pulling her in for a hug. Her breasts pressing against his chest, while his erection rubbed against her crotch. Mori's hand then "accidentally" squeezes Helga's ass, just as the hug ends. "Ah, yes, a mix then. I don't suppose you have a juicer around?" He asked with a smile.
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: 2 (Crit Fail) Natasha reaches up with her gun, only to hear it click fruitlessly. Knowing that it's loaded, she realises that the weapon has jammed, and desperately, she goes to clear the chamber. Not fast enough, though, as the monster grabs her by the neck and lifts her up, squeezing tight. A chill washes over the soldier, as she realises that she's about to be-" Beep! Natasha awakens in a sweat, her alarm blaring to wake her for her mission.
Clever. Little dirty. She knew what she would need to look for. That was fine. She decided it was best not too touch it or move anything out of place that would risk tipping anyone off to it. But she knew where it was, and even if she couldn't reach it, she'd just be able to climb the fence if she had to. Maybe she'd grab a concussive grenade if she had to, incase she gets swarmed. This was more than enough to go off though. Having what she needed, she decided it was best to call it an early day of her job. The moment she'd be able to get out, she'd have to go get changed. The real party was going to begin.
“Well, good night, boss. Sweet dreams!” Miriam smiled at Melinda and slipped under the covers. Lying on her back and looking up at the ceiling she watched her boss from the side of her eye for a bit, then closed her eyes and pretended to slowly fall asleep. But in reality she waited for the other woman to go to sleep.
Natasha heavy breathing as memory of monster hand on her throat, she checked her neck for any damage. She didn't have nightmares too often so it hit her harder. After while, she get up and turn off alarm. "Hey girl, wake up." She said to her companion
It took Beatrice a moment, to realise she was stuck. Bitting her lip, she quickly dropped any long term thinking, she needed solution now. A moment later she was standing in front of Layla. "I need a light." She said as the light of her phone was not enough. She paused, seeing the woman smile. "Do you now? Sure." She said cheerfully as she got up holding two clamps connected with chain. "!" Beatrice hissed, surprised as the blond locked the clamps on her nipples. Moment later she attached a bright green lightstick to the chain. Beatrice winced as the additional weight made her nipples hurt more... But it was pain that turned her on. And at least, now she had light. "Here you are..." She said as she started toying with Beatrice's pussy, making the MILF moan. "But in return, I want you to catwalk during the rest of your search. No running. Sway your hips and make sure to click loudly those heels." She smirked as she leaned forward and whispered to hear ear. "Like, click clock, tick tock, click clock, tock tock..." She smirked sadistically, making the woman shiver. Beatrice knew Layla was enjoying putting her in more difficult situation, making it even more desperate for her... And on some level, it turned her on. She bit her lip hesitating for a moment, before coming to decision. "There are also traps. I will need help with them..." Layla grabbed her by hair and pulled lightly, her fingers still penetrating her sex. "Oh, professor, but I remember you saying that you desired an adventure, like those movie archeologists..." Beatrice moaned as fingers twisted in her. It was true. She did have those dreams and shared them... "This is your chance, to live that dream." Layla's amused voice made her shiver. "You are searching for a treasure in dark abandoned place - a treasure of ancient queen! You are working around deathly traps, and on clock... And failure, will spell your doom." She pushed woman forward. "Enjoy living your dream... While it lasts." Realising, asking for more help was a waste of time, Beatrice quickly walked to the place where visibility was to low for her to see. With light, she would have far better chances to notice anything she might have missed. Her heels clicked loudly, resounding in the building as, obeying instructions, she catwalked. "Tick tock... Tick tock..." Beatrice shivered hearing Layla's mocking voice. She was not sure if it was from fear or anticipation... She concentrated on finding a crypt of the crusader.
