#Omega Natasha gets ewen more red on face as they walk through bazaar, feeling eyes on her body only make it worse. She look around bazaar for weapon what could fit her as well for her companions. "You know guys, better not take anything before checking for the prize. Something tells me that ewen if merchants are gone, we would have to still pay for wares." She said.
Narrowing his eyes, Dylan reaches for the small knife in his pocket. As she approaches, he tries to get a read on her movements. She may just be some kind of hired assassin, but in this line of work it was equally possible she was under some kind of magical spell or the like. Not that he'd spare her if it came down to her life or his... but spells could be manipulated.
Curious, Kelly moved to picked up the figurine and examine it. She wondered if it had any connection to the Goddess Isis. @Regin34 "That's... good advice." Kelly admitted absentmindedly as she examined the figurine.
Beatrice paused. She never knew that Bennett had hots for his sister... and the fact he was asking about her, a lowly slave, taking sides... He would lose. That was clear. "I am loyal to grandmaster and will perform the mission I was tasked with." She answered shortly. If he showed that kind of weakness, he would die soon... If Layla betrayed... She needed to inform Grandmaster of situation. "I am loyal to the cult." She said as she took another sip of coffee. Through, having Layla being punished had some appeal...
After washing her face Miriam went back to Taia and stood before her, still in the nude. “Alright, let us begin. What do you need me to do?”
'No, I don't think that's a good idea, it's far to dangerous,' Luke said, 'We might need a senior agent to come to Egypt.'
After a short stop at a drug store, the group are once again outside the grocer's, armed with the opiates to spike the water supply. "How're you planning to distract 'em?" The tiger asks offhandedly.
Looking around, Natasha sees a few things of interest, most interesting of all being a stall selling weapons and armor. From behind a corner, she begins to hear voices, like those one would expect to hear at a regular market.
Beyond the aura it emits, Kelly can't feel anything specific from the idol, but as she touches it, the clay begins to remold and remake itself, the face shifting and the curves growing more pronounced, until she realises that she's looking down at an idol of herself, the same beauty, and the same seductive smile.
Examining the busty older woman, Dylan gets the sense that she isn't being manipulated or controlled. Her demeanor is entirely different from the ditsy and slightly slutty milf he met on the plane. She seems more professional, now, and radiates danger where before she appeared harmless. "Fancy meeting you here." She advances.
"Alright, well, let's look for somewhere to steak them out. Then once the delivery arrives, we move." Mori said, as he feels his stomach grumble. "As for how, I'll just wing it. I'm just as good at gathering attention, as I am avoiding it." He chuckles confidently.
"Then I need you to obey my orders. We can't make our move yet - the other men don't see Layla like I do, so they'll view any acts against her as being against our masters, and react as such. For now, I need you to get close to them, to make them comfortable enough to talk freely around you."
Unscrewing the lid on a container of salt, Taia begins to draw a circle on the wooden floor of the hotel room. "Stand in the middle of this, and begin to chant these words:" She gives Miriam a phrase in some ancient tongue.
Natasha stand shyly looking for some spear or long rage weapon, what could help her. She take one spear and look behind corner. "Hmm... Hello? How much for that weapon?" She asked into emptyness, expecting to see ghost.
Taking the spear, she hears a voice answer. "A fine piece... What are you willing to pay?" The voice sounds like it's right behind her, whispering in her ear, but when she turns around, there's nothing there but her companions.
The group finds a position not far from the store. Soon after, Mori sees the driver beginning to load the van with supplies.
"Alright, go time. You three get in position. I'll sweet talk our driver into a nice conversation." Mori chuckles, waiting for them to get ready. Before approaching the driver, "Hey, excuse me. Sorry, yeah, It's me again." He chuckled, "Sorry, I didn't quite catch your name, I'm Suzuki. I was having trouble finding other shops that did delivery, so I was wondering if you have any suggestions?" He asked, smiling and bowing his head.
Natasha gasp trying not to panic, holding her breast and crossing legs to not show too much. " I don't know. I have nothing to offer..."She said." What can do this spear? Any special abilities? "
"How...?" Kelly questioned in a half whisper to no one. This entire city was an impossible wonder, and she clutched the idol to her chest. She wanted it, she felt compelled to have it, there was no vendor, no salesperson, no shop clerk. But Natasha's suggestion still stuck in her head and she muttered the question anyway. "How much?"
