"Hmmm...." Katherine weighed what she heard for a moment. "A lost city seems unusual. We live in the world of satellite imaging. Sounds like an adventure, none the less. Of course, I have to assume that the detective won't have much trouble getting the local authorities to his side and foreigners don't exactly blend in well."
(I'd think so? The way I imagined it was Helga taking a selfie next to Laura as Mori fucks her prone bone.) "Hehe. I'm not only the best smuggler around. I'm also quite the lover." Mori chuckles, moving closer, "If you're curious, all you gotta do is ask." He whispered, while showing her Laura's orgasm face.
Natasha hide behind Sonya back, hugging her tighter, suddenly realized that she is still naked. "Give me my clothes, where are my clothes?!" She asked contact, what was unfamiliar for her. In normal situation, she would take her clothes by her own and made him watch away but now, after all of this she feel weaker and defendless. "I told you Samva, I remember road to city with guide. I just need to begin in city where I started and I can show the way." She said to contact and look at Sonya. "We must report this to our squad. To reach city we would need more preparation... But I'm not sure if we should looking for city. There was something alien, dangerous inside, something what I don't wish to face..." She wisper, pressing her naked breast to Sonya body.
"Sadly, it's nothing so simple as Nazis." She shakes her head. "An ancient sorceress queen - Anai- has been the subject of a lot of chatter. A large number of parties, both occultist and secular, are trying to find her final resting place, seemingly out of nowhere. We need you to find what's happening and why."
'First time I hear of this woman, the archives in Rome might have some information on her.' Luke mused out loud, 'Anyway, let's get out of here and return to the safe-house, Mother Luisa, the clean up crew will deal with our Teutonic friends.'
Dylan blinks, not having suspected a seduction attempt... but he was expecting something like the knee to the crotch and winces at the blow. He has been hit in the balls more than one time by an overreacting female so he fights through the pain and he steps forward. His own knee goes between her leg, just attempting to keep her off balance so she cannot kick again and causing his knee to bump up against her bare pussy. He gives her a very intense, angry glare as he snarls, "Don't flatter yourself. I'm only doing this because I thought you'd want a chance to talk to someone away from... them."
Beatrice put her hands on the man's chest, keeping him away, but shuddered as his knee touched her crotch. At the man's words, she frowned. That man was dangerous - he would be probably an enemy of the cult. "You thought wrong." She answered shortly. She then pushed him away. "Now, get out of my way."
"Perhaps she just likes to dress up? I know from your boss' memories that some mortals enjoy something called 'cosplay', right?" Taia chuckles. "Seriously, though, my mother discovered later in her life the ability to...fiddle...with the stream of time. It's far from an exact science, and often it led to people being stuck in the past or future, but on occasion, she was able to open reliable 'gates'. If I had to guess, our little beauty down there just took a trip." She smirks as she sees a white substance running down the woman's thigh. "And a fun one, too."
"Indeed you did." Michael grins. "You're proving more useful already than your husband. Mark the location on a modern map, and then get ready to go." He begins marshalling his men.
"I thought the same thing, but all these artifacts can't be pointing to nothing, right?" Amadee nods. "It'll be a challenge, I won't lie, but then again, when have you backed down from a challenge?"
"That slut..." Eloise frowns. "Sleeping with a yakuza, and getting Helga involved, too..." She stares at the footage of her daughter being railed, not really noticing Mori getting closer. Luckily, she seems to believe that the whole thing was consensual, maybe even that Laura corrupted Helga.
Sonya gestures to the contact to bring her clothes, and reluctantly the perverted researcher does as he's told, bringing them. "We'll get back to the squad soon, I promise. If you know where the city is, then we don't have to stay here any longer. Come on, get dressed and we'll be back at base before you know it." She rubs Natasha's shoulder comfortingly.
“Time travel? That's... quite impressive, actually.” Miriam had to admit. “So it is possible that the woman went to the past and learned something there. Which brings the question: what should we do now? We could try to follow these men and the woman, and see where they go, but that might be difficult even if we don't get noticed – they likely have private transportation arranged, and if that includes a plane... Or we could try to investigate the ruins ourselves and see what we can learn on our own. Any thoughts on this?”
"Agreed, my son." Louisa nods. "I hate corrupted churches, anyway." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Not long after, the two enter a local safe house, situated in a much nicer part of Berlin. While the church isn't accustomed to giving its agents such luxury, they generally find that wealthier places are less likely to attract visits from the police. "Ah..." Louisa sits down. "I've not seen you since you became an inquisitor, Luke. Have you been well?"
Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100: 77 As she dresses, Natasha notices the contact eyeing both women up suspiciously, before he takes the opportunity of Natasha being out of it to strike. Holding up an idol he found in the treasure room, he strikes Sonya in the head, and the blonde crumples to the ground. He then moves to grab Sonya's pistol. Luckily, though her pants are around her ankles, she has a little time to react before he gets the gun into his hands properly.
"It was impressive - when it worked." Taia observes quietly. "It's up to you. They look like they're abandoning the place, so it should be empty for us. At the same time, if they've found something of value..." Miriam notes, as the thugs bring up their cars, that the streets are characteristically packed with cars, so following them should be pretty easy.
“Well, let's follow them and see where they go. If we lose them we will come back and explore the place on our own.” Miriam decided. “If we can figure out where they are going, or at least in which direction, we should be fine even if we lose them.”
Spoiler: Stealth Roll D100: 67+15 (Heavy Traffic)=82 Heading back into their rental car, Taia and Miriam find it easy to follow the line of black suv's without much trouble. They head out of Tunis, to a small airfield where the leader and the woman enter a private plane. As it prepares for takeoff, Miriam notes a small control tower to the side, as well as a serial number on the plane's hull.
Luke hung up his jacket, before he grabbed two bottles of sparkling water and joined Luisa. Opening both he offered one to her. 'I'm getting used to it, travelling around so much is different from training at the school, but I'm doing well', Luke smiled, 'Thanks to the masters and your training, Mother, and faith in our Lord.'
