"Understood." Vizelle replied, letting Xi Fei land on the appropriate dock. Once there, the sorceress lets the men verify her, keeping up a psionic barrier in case the assassin attempte to attack.
Eanne frowned as she read the data in silence, letting Bec and the admiral talk. Eanne reached and squeezed Bec's hand reassuringly before turning her attention back to the admiral. “I knew there were some pirates causing trouble in the systems around Samodiva, but I had no idea things had gotten so bad. Normally I would go back home to deal with this myself, but I am already in the middle of another mission, and I can't just tell the emperor that I am giving up on my current task in order to go home.” She sighed. “Well, technically I could, I suppose, but... I'd rather not, unless it is absolutely necessary. So for the time being I will leave this Pirate Queen to you – please keep me informed how things are going.” She requested. “Of course, I will be happy to assist you if I can. Feel free to ask Bec any further questions you can think of.”
'Of course, I won't keep you from your duties if you are busy,' Xavier nodded to Eanne, before he turned to Bec, 'Any idea why she suddenly chose to become a pirate after the battle?'
"Alright," The maid shouts, "Time to get this bitch branded." Some of the servants grab hold of Elena, but the butler stops him, a hand at a communicator on his ear. "Wait. The mistress and her daughter are here. Time for them to take their turn." Elena is pulled, naked, back up the stairs out of the servant's area. She's brought into a large sitting room upstairs, and unceremoniously dumped on the floor there, heated tiles warm against her bare flesh. "Oh, daddy's found another one?" A female voice says. Looking up, Elena sees two blondes, one a milf and the other quite obviously her daughter. "You're whoring yourself out to a married man, wrecking the relationships he has with his wife and daughter?" Van Dorn's daughter grins. "How disgusting. Sounds like you need to be punished."
"Technically, it's still a while to the tax summit, so you could take some time to help solve the pirate problem." Bec shrugs. "But whatever you decide. As for my ex, she was always looking to gain bigger and better things. It's why she left Samodiva to join the navy. Not a surprise that the navy wasn't enough for her, either. Maybe the battle made her think that she'd end up dead before gaining glory in the navy, or maybe she'd already decided to leave, and used the battle as an excuse. I know she knew some pirates, back when we were younger, so it's not a surprise that she was able to get in with them."
She's scanned, and her identity is verified, the guards allowing her onto the station. On board, a mousy faced officer regards her, raising an eyebrow. "Exactly what can we help you with?" She asks.
Vizelle smiles, "I'm here to pick up a guest." She cooed, smiling as she looks around for anyone acting suspicious. "I hear he sneaks in here, unannounced sometimes."
Elena sighed in relief... but also disappointment. Part of her was actually looking forward to it. At least temporarily she avoided the hot steel. As she was thrown on the floor and looked at the two women, a plan started forming in her mind. The duo would make a nice addition to Jade order. She quickly assumed the 'present' position, but said nothing, merely scanning the thoughts of two women.
“I'm not so busy that I can't stay and answer any questions you may have for me, I just won't be able to accompany you to Samodiva – at least not at this time. Though I will send a message to my servants and get them to assist you with hunting down the pirates.” Eanne reassured the young admiral before letting Bec take over the conversation while she listened to them talk. “True, but I'd rather finish dealing with the taxes issue first, so that I can spend some time home after the pirates have been dealt with. Plus if I am here I can more easily deal with any unforeseen complications instead of having to rush from Samodiva to here in case of an emergency.” And once I am done with the taxes I could invite Sitra to accompany me when I go back to Samodiva... She kept the last thought to herself.
"Hmm?" The officer tilts her head. "Guest? I have no idea what you mean. No one comes here unannounced." Spoiler: Deception Roll 12 The officer is a poor liar. She obviously knows what Vizelle is talking about. Looking around, the sorceress sees nothing amiss in the hangar.
'I appreciate it, Lady Eanne, though I don't think I have any questions for you directly at the moment,' Xavier nodded. 'Hmm, I see. Typical story of navy officer turned pirate then,' Xavier said, 'I will try to bring her in alive, but I can't guarantee it if she insists on a big showdown.' 'I think that's all I had to say,' Xavier smiled, 'It's been a pleasure, Lady Eanne, Bec.'
Reading their surface thoughts, Elena doesn't get much from the nobles. They don't care about their father and husband's philandering, obviously, just using it as a pretext to make Elena their bitch. "She's obedient, at least." The daughter chuckles, using her riding crop to lift Elena's face to look at her. "What do you say, whore? Ready to serve me, like you served my father?" The mother grins. "Why don't we make it official, that you're Van Dorn family property?" She touches the communicator at her ear. "Bring up the branding iron." It seems like she's not quite as saved as she thought she was. "And the piercing needle." The daughter adds. "Let's be generous and give our guest some jewellery."
“It was a pleasure meeting you, Admiral. Good luck dealing with the pirates – I hope they won't be too much trouble. Don't hesitate to call me if there's anything more we can assist you with.” Eanne returned the admiral's smile.
"Fufu. Then you wouldn't mind if I looked around then." Unless you want to lead me to him? You obviously care about him. So if you cooperate, there'll be less of a chance he gets hurt. Vizelle said with a smile, with an added telepathic message to the officer.
Elena swallowed, as she looked up at the women. Her body shuddered with fire. "Master ordered me to be reward for servants-" Crack! "Ah!" She groaned as the crop landed on her breast. "No talking back. As we are waiting, why don't you show me your skill with that mouth of yours." The mother said, grabbing Elena's hair and bringing her mouth to her pussy. Elena obediently started pleasuring the woman. The woman chuckled. "Eager slut. Believe me, the marking will be an experience you will find very, memorable."
'I will keep you and Bec updated on my progress,' Xavier said, 'Until the next time we meet, good luck.' @Tjf Leaving the council chamber, Xavier called on his ship to send a shuttle and bring him up, so they could prepare to leave for Samodiva.
Spoiler: Persuasion Roll D100: 67 (Pass) The woman is silent for several moments, then: Fine, but you'd better be on the level. She pats her sidearm. She leads Vizelle through the station, into a cavernous room filled with row after row of server nodes. He's in here, somewhere. You can be sure that he already knows you're here.
Once in the server room, Vizelle uses her psionics to detect where he is. Fufu. Are we going tomplay cat and mouse. Or shall we jump straight to our negotiation? She sent a telepathic message in the area, keeping her barrier up as she walks around. Urging the captain, and Xi Fei to follow
“Good luck to you as well, admiral.” Eanne watched Xavier leave, then turned her attention to Bec. “How are you feeling? Need a few minutes to yourself?” She inquired, wanting to make sure that her friend and bodyguard was fine. After that she would try to contact Professor Isabella and arrange a meeting with her.
The daughter moves behind Elena, striking her ass with the crop as the priestess pleasures her mother. "Mmmh, she's not bad." The mother grins, sharing a quick kiss with the other blonde, Elena at their feet. At that point, the door opens, and the butler enters, face expressionless and professional as he carries in the portable brazier. As he lays down the tray of hot coals, Elena sees the brand sitting within it, the end forged into the shape of the letters VD, to let any who see the brand know that Elena is Van Dorn property. "On your hands and knees, bitch." The mother takes a tight hold of Elena's hair, roughly pulling her into position. "Now, I'll give you a choice. You can choose to take an anaesthetic when we brand you, like the coward you are. Or, you can take the pain, and we'll reward you later."
