It looked like it was time to get to work. Doing what she does best. Well, one of the things she does best. Investigating! But first she needed to make a stop in the ladies room. Having to slip out of her long stockings to try to get the imp fluids off her leg. It wouldn't be the first time she had to try and clean up in a bathroom sink. At least this one was nicer than most. After pulling her stockings back into place and touching up her makeup she headed back up to meet the others. Noticing first that Arcana had already run off somewhere. After the girls imp had humped Luna's leg the least she could have done was let Luna return the favor before vanishing. (Roll 9 on my detective roll. Got info from lknight) Oh well, it was time to get to work for now. Going through her notes on all the cases she had done before, something came to her, Akamoto Hiro. He had left a family of powerful shinto priests. Could be the ones they were looking for and Hiro could have some info on them. Seemed worth a shot. So, while the others dealt with the angry orc she ducked out as well. "Going to check up on a lead. I'll call in if I find anything." Heading out to the last known location she had for this guy she started snooping around. Hoping to ask around town to track him down. (Rolled a 12 silver tongue check to find him.)
Seeing that Tai Hou had things under control, and wanting to let his current controller handle things her way, Poisonhook prepares to follow the pair quietly but makes no move as of yet.
The speed with which the orc moved caught Arcana off guard, despite the fact that he was still several steps away when she spotted him. But her reactions were dulled by her arousal and when his big hands grabbed her shoulders, spinning her around, she felt flushed with excitement. She barely registered his words when he pinned her against the wall, but when he pressed his mouth against hers she almost melted into him. As his tongue entered her mouth she could taste the alcohol on his breath and found herself mewling into his kiss. "All you elves come once you feel a real man." His words almost broke the spell, and for a brief moment she really wanted to slap him. But then he pressed his groin against her and the feeling of the hard bulge in his pants caused her to let out a wanting moan. He moved in and kissed her again, and this time she hooked one of her legs around his and ground her pelvis against the log in his pants. His hands moved from her shoulders, one to grab her ass and the other her breast, and she wrapped her own around his neck as he continued to almost suffocate her with his tongue. He pawed at her body and she squirmed into his hands; one reached under her skirt and his fingers brushed against her bare pussy. Arcana whimpered at the contact, and the big orc finally broke the kiss. Arcana's chest heaved as she gasped for breath. He looked down on her with a knowing grin and took a half a step back. His body had been holding her up against the wall and she almost collapsed to the floor with its absence. His hand quickly grabbed hers and he pulled her down the hall to one of the empty rooms. Her feet quickly under her, she could have pulled back, she could have conjured a bolt and sent him flying, she could have summoned her minions, or called out, or any one of a multitude of things. Instead she hurried along with his stride trying to keep up. As they came up to the door, Arcana knew what would happen if she... when she went in, and a thought entered her mind. The whole reason why she'd come here in the first place. It was the reason... wasn't it? Her lust clouded mind was having trouble focusing. Stepping through the doorway, he orc hastily shut it behind them and turned back to her. "Wait, wait, wait!" she said holding up a hand to the towering brute and trying to catch her breath, "Do you know anything about the reliquary?"
He turns to see the orc, however Arcana has taken over the issue and has stayed in the building. Not wanting to press any further on the issue he continues his walk. The plan tonight was to head to the Kurosawa's for the evening. He had to figure out what to do with the rest of the group however. Luna seemed to being going one direction with a sense of purpose and the rest seemed to be in this uncertain where to go place. Pondering for a moment before the question came to him. Asking the rest of the group "Anyone care for a small heist nearby, we can split the income equally after we are done?"
Poisonhook turned around just before leaving the room. A small heist, a chance to make money on the side? He walked over to the gnome. "Small heist sounds good... if we can do it without getting caught."
The Tai Hou had her decision made. She could not allow this behavior to go unpunished, nor could she go about this in a manner that would hurt business. She'll get rid of the troublemaker quickly and silently, and then spread rumors about the bastard crossing her. Rumors of disappearances were common, and were typically always believed in the criminal underworld. There might be a bit of a dip in business for a time from the more criminal element, but they always come back. The promise of pleasure and bliss is always too much to pass up...but they'll just have yet another reminder to behave themselves. As she led the Orc to her office, she made sure that not only were her two bodyguards following, but also two others. Sure, if this went off perfectly, just one gun would do the trick. But in times like this, you needed a bit of contingency...four guns would be more than adequate in dealing with a rampaging Orc should one screw up. Hopefully this could go off with only one blood stain on her luxury carpet...it was expensive to properly wash. Maybe she should just replace the whole thing afterwards. She was rethinking about the design of the place anyways. Hopefully the Orc doesn't catch whiff of it...just thinking that the extra security was because he started trouble. When they got to her office, she offered a seat across from her desk to the Orc as she went around the large desk and sat down. This wasn't the first time they were on this rodeo. The security goons went to stand beside the desk of the Tai Hou while the extra guys stayed behind the Orc...inbetween him and the door. Keeping her mask on, the Tai Hou looked at the Orc courtly and spoke plainly, with a bit of a sweet tone to hopefully keep the Orc calm. "Is there anything you wish to have while we negotiate? Something to drink? To smoke?"
The orc with Arcana had been so quick to bed her that he barely registered her question at first, to busy grabbing at her and attempt to pull her back into his embrace. However, after a few seconds, it sunk in, and he recoiled back as if Arcana had been a vile snake. "We're 'done' here." He said, tugging up his pants and making a show at making himself look presentable. But it wasn't just revile at the question. No. There was a hint of fear there. "I suggest you not ask questions like that, elf." With a painfully hard dick still in his pants, he opened the door and moved to leave. Meanwhile, in Tai Hou's lair... "Nah. But I will take you, bent over this desk, with your panties around your knees. Your goons can watch." It likely wasn't a surprising of a request. But that wide, shit eating grin was. Who did he think he was? However, Tai Hou noticed she was raising up, a sudden need to fufill his request pushing past her inhibittions, forcing her legs upwards, forcing her to start walking around her desk. Tai Hou could feel her mouth become dry, as thoughts to quench her sudden thirst filled her mind. Only orc cum could do that, only this man could... fortunately, the rational side was still there. (Tai Hou can go ahead and roll an Occult check, or Intelligence check.)
Arcana whimpered the moment that the orc pulled away from her; although whether this was in response to his reply or the absence of his cock pressed against her was difficult to tell. She slumped back against the wall as her mind regained some sense to it and as the orc pulled the door open she jumped in front of him, blocking his path. "Wait!" she cried, "Don't go!" Her face was flushed, and her large breasts heaved against the low cut fabric of her shirt. In her aroused state her nipples pressed hard against the soft material, clearly denoting she also wasn't wearing a bra. A stray lock her her slightly disheveled hair fell down over her eye as she looked up at the towering brute. "If you know anything about the Reliquary please tell me. I need to find a box in their possession; I promise that I'll keep anything you say between us." Her hand reached out and brushed against his chest as she said this, and unmeaning she found her fingers travelling south to the prominent bulge in his trousers. Her eyes never left his while she trembled in need, her breath leaving her lips in raspy expulsions. "Please..." she begged, "give me what I need."
The orc looked down at the elf, looking over her shoulder to freedom, and back down at her, clearly torn. However, when she began to grab at his groin, he decided. "I'll give you what you need..." Grabbing her, he slammed the door shut, and tossed her to the bed, moving up behind her and roughly pulling up her skirt. "I'm going to fuck the shit out of you, that's what a slut like you needs!" Pressing against her backside, he roughly pushed her forward, grinding against her. "Those crazy assholes, I dunno much about 'em. Just that they get supplies from Old Man Kim, has a warehouse on Tokyo bay for their crap. Happy Tuna or some shit...." He grunted, unzipping his pants, and allowing the thick slab of orc flesh to press between her ass, grinding back and forth. The massive prick looked like it surely wouldn't fit inside of her. "They kill anyone who gets to close... I suggest you just give it up... and take the proper dicking i'm going to give you!"
Looking at the group he walks in a circle to see the area before talking to them. He steps forward "There is a Mansion in the wealthy part of town that is full of beautiful art pieces that the black market would pay lots for. The one downside is the security is tighter then superglue. Will need some tech expert to help us get though the mission. Once in we won't have much time and need to go in without getting caught." He digs out of his pocket a small tricket with a logo of a big tech company "We are going after the CEO of the largest textile company in the nation. If your in follow me." He walks down the sidewalk a few steps before stopping waiting for some movement.
He walks on down a couple blocks with the group following. Turning into an alley he opens a door "Right down this way ladies and gentleman we will be in the neighborhood shortly." Walking down stairs until they reach the sewer line. He turns to the group "The stench you get used to...at this rate we should be there in less then an hour tops. I know the sewer line better then anyone in the city." He walks on confidently.
Arcana let out a "Yelp!" in surprise when the orc picked her up and threw her onto the bed, which was quickly followed with an "Oomph!" as she landed. She was on her stomach and just as she made it to her hands and knees she felt her skirt being lifted up, exposing her bare and shaven sex. "I'm going to fuck the shit out of you, that's what a slut like you needs!" He said, grinding the large bulge in his pants against her. She bit her lip and let out an unconscious moan of pleasure. Her nerve endings were alive, butterflies were in her stomach, and all of her senses seemed heightened with anticipation. She registered that he was speaking, something about 'Old Man Kim in Tokyo Bay and... Happy Tuna!?'. But what really got her attention was the sound of a zipper, and then the feeling of a fat orc cock slapping against her upturned ass. The rational part of Arcana's mind hated how her body was betraying her like it was. This orc was grinding his cock back and forth against her ass. He smelled of alcohol and sweat, he was a brutish thug who treated her like she was just some kind of cock-sleeve, why was she getting off on this? "I suggest you just give it up..." she heard him say, "and take the proper dicking I'm going to give you!" At that she moaned "Yes..." almost as a whisper. Arcana readjusted her knees, moving them farther apart, and reached underneath her to spread her pussy-lips with her fingers. At that the orc pulled back and she felt a couple of slaps of his dick against her ass-cheeks. Then she felt his green cock-head graze up and down against her slit, teasing her before she felt the it nestle against her opening. 'Fuuuuck! That thing's big!' she thought, 'How's it going to fi...' Then he slammed forward...
Poisonhook follows the gnome down into the sewers, the fabric of his stealth suit pulled up over his snout to keep out the smell. He considers saying something to the gnome about burnt-out nostrils, but decides against it - it would only make the fabric come free.
((given option to break control, free 1 minion, or do one action before going back under control. Choice: break control)) The Tai Hou felt the foreign control and gritted her teeth beneath her mask. This fool thinks he can be in charge, while in her territory? He'll pay for his hubris. No one gets the one up on the Tai Hou and not suffer the consequences for it. But this one will be tricky, she can't just get her gang to attack the bastard. She'll have to rely on herself for a moment. Luckily, she still had that knife. Remembering the sensations from before, she just kept her tongue bit as she acted out what she knows the Orc wants her to do. She slowly made her way to the front of her desk. Keeping her fists clenched she looked at him from behind her mask, hoping he doesn't just feel the look of death she was giving him. Then, still not saying a word, she turned around and bent over the desk...presenting her barely concealed, plump rear end at him. But what her body would be hiding, is that her hand went between her legs as she reached for the knife that was strapped to her thigh. The moment she heard those big footsteps coming her way...she was going to give this bastard a shank somewhere he would never want to be shanked.
Filth from the neighborhood, magic reagents, chemicals, and blood filled the assassin and mage's nose as they moved through the muck. Even in the neighborhood they needed to be in, it was still a long trip, made even worse by the smell. Finally, they arrived at the home of a wealthy bank executive, with the sealed sewer grate above them. The first obstacle in a very likely long string of them. Meanwhile, in a love hotel, Arcana Gold was learning that it fit. Barely. Elf and Human pussy was not built to handle the full, engorged member of an orc, and it stuffed her full of deep green dick. The first one caused the buxom elf to shift forward, forcing the head against her womb. But if she thought that was it, she was wrong. Pulling back, he began to slam into her, the audible slaps filling the room, as he grunted with exertion. Every last amount of strength he had was being used on Arcana's poor little pussy. "Fucking... tight little elf bitch!" Centuries of hatred between the races was being exerted on the mage's womanhood. Grabbing her golden hair, he pulled her head back as he ravaged her. "How does it feel to take a REAL man, elf slut!" He ordered, slamming forward again. "Not like those limp dicked elf boys, huh?" Meanwhile, Serena had apparently fallen asleep in the bar, unaware of the situation going out above. Presenting her rump back, he moved behind, heard unzipping. It was up to her to strike, especially when she began to feel her dress start to get hiked up Tai Hou's dress, and then....
Poisonhook climbed up the ladder to the grate and ran a claw along it, then tried to push it open. "Sealed shut."He called down to the gnome. "Any idea how to open it?"
(Brawn if you want to force it open, Tech if you're using a device or ingenuity, or Occult if you're attempting to use magic)
Shlurp-SLAP! Shlurp-SLAP! Shlurp-SLAP! The sounds filled the room as the orc plowed into the young half-elf with wild abandon. Arcana's hands gripped at the bed-sheets, her nails digging into the fabric in a futile effort to hold her position. The green brute's savage thrusts pushed her forward with every stroke, and the young blonde found herself powerless to control her momentum. Her heeled boots barely touched the ground, and her grip only served to pull the sheets from the mattress. The muscular figure behind her was in complete control pulling her back towards his edge of the bed every few jabs, and Arcana found herself loving every second of it. "OH FUCK!" she screamed with an almost painful expression on her face. "Too deep!..." she cried "Shit you're so fucking deep..." He was moving so fast and his cock was so big that it hit the back of her pussy with so much force it would've hurt if she hadn't been so wet. "AHHH!" she wailed. But her pussy grasped at his invading cock and on his backstroke every muscle clasped to the hard shaft refusing to let it go. She looked beneath her and saw the huge rod emerge from inside her and her pussy-lips descended with it, pulling hard against his member. The sudden emptiness caused her to gasp before another hard thrust would spear back into her causing her to scream in a painful pleasure. "Fucking... tight little elf bitch!" he grunted as he pounded into her. He grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and yanked her head back while he thrust. "How does it feel to take a REAL man, elf slut!" he asked powering into her again. "Not like those limp dick elf boys, huh?" "N-no..." she answered with a stuttered hoarse voice, "So big... so fucking good!" Truth-be-told, Arcana had very little experience with elvish men sexually. She'd left her home at a relatively young age, and had only two partners before that. Both had been what one would consider average for an elf, and neither of them were anything like this. Since arriving in Shinjuku, and especially recently, she had considerably more partners, but few of them had the size of this powerful orc. And none of them had this savagery. With a laugh, the orc stopped for a moment and flipped Arcana onto her back. With a grin he yanked down her top, exposing her breasts before slamming his cock back into her quivering pussy and resuming his assault. His hands grabbed at her waist and pulled her down hard against him with every thrust into her, and Arcana instinctively wrapped one boot-clad leg around his waist. Her heel pressed into the small of his back, urging him on with every thrust while her other leg went up over his shoulder. Both of them were sweating, and Arcana's disheveled hair spread across the mattress like a fire. Her breasts heaved with every breath which had become more panting than anything else, and with amazed eyes the blonde half-elf watched as the big orc-cock speared into her over and over again. "Oh fuck..." she muttered, "Y-you have to... have to stop... I'm gonna... gonna cum if you don't..."
((rolling for combat; 2d6=5+4=9. The hit lands, but something happens...)) When she felt that the Orc bastard was behind her, the dark elf gang boss decided to strike. Like a snake on the defensive, she quickly takes out her combat knife from her thigh strap and turned around. She was so quick that the Orc couldn't have time to process what was happening. The Tai Hou had little combat experience, after all...she had her own small little army to take care of matters for her. But she was no fool. Feeling that this was a bit more personal than usual, she decided to go the extra mile. Ensure that this hotshot knows exactly who he is messing with. And to get that message across, she was going to try and take something personal from him. That knife made for a quick stab and slash right for his precious groin that was now flapping in the wind as he was prepared to defile her. ((blow hit...Orc takes 2 damage; but...2d6=5+6=11. GM's choice. Take 2 damage and get knocked out for the fight)) The Orc roared out in pain as the blade of the knife connected. But it seemed the Orc recovered quicker than she anticipated...and wasn't very happy about the turn of events. She had no idea how much damage she really did to the Orc. But she would come out of this with a smile if she assumed that she at least half-way neutered the poor bastard. The message would come across then...the Tai Hou isn't a part of any deal, and you will lose a lot if you try. But she wasn't able to feel any sort of victory for long, as the Orc did recover quite quickly. From behind her mask, her grin turned into grimace as she felt the Orc's fist connect with the side of her head. Her head quickly jerked to the side from the hit before bouncing back as it connected with her desk. With the force of the two hits, she was out cold...
