Dylan takes a covert look around, seeing if anyone else he saw on the plane might be around and any possible escape routes should they try to corner him, even as he follows the woman to the cafe.
"Is that so?" She rolls her eyes. "That doesn't engender much trust. Some of the people after this treasure are real psychos, after all."
Kelly's rewarded immediately as she feels the bruiser's cock poking against her womanhood, separated only by clothes. "Good girl." He grins, reaching up to caress her breasts in one hand, as he holds his cards in the other. "How about this, boys? I'll raise the bet, and put this slut up as collateral. Anyone interested in winning her?" Licking their lips, the mobsters and workers eagerly place their bets.
"I-I..." She shivers as he draws near. "Want to experience it again..." Her voice is little more than a squeak.
Looking around, he can't see any of the others. There's a few ways out of the cafe, including a back door heading into the staff only section of the airport. "I got your gift." The blonde smiles, sitting down at a table. "Good champagne, too. Let me buy you a coffee to pay you back."
Dylan sits down at the same table as well, giving the woman a nod of his head. "I figured you needed a little pick-me-up after having to keep that wild group reigned in," he said, "That teacher was certainly having a hard time of things."
"Then you know what to call me, right Ojou~chan?" Mori said in a teasing tone, he moves closer toward her. Their bodies inches apart from each other, he starts by groping her ass. His skillful fingers working their magic, as he asks in a curious tone. "Though, I am wondering why you'd have such a sexy outfit like this."
"Ha." She chuckles, as a barista brings over some coffee for them both. "They're wild, but they do as I tell them. The teacher more than the rest. I hear you two had a little 'encounter' in the bathroom. What was that about?"
At the feeling of the man's cock against her sex, Kelly unconsciously rubbed her nether lips against the bulge in the man's pants. Her eyes half closed and her hands gripped the table while her hips gyrated against him. At the sound of his offer, Kelly's eyes shot open and she looked at the man in shock, but said nothing. Her mind shouted protests at her, claiming that she was a married woman and not some prize in a man's game. Meanwhile, her pussy countered that it would feel so good to get fucked and that she had in fact agreed with Michael to have sex with his men whenever they wanted. Kelly blushed again in embarrassment and remained quiet. Her only action was to dampen the bruiser's trousers with her sexual fluids. A silent agreement that her pussy was a part of the prize pot.
'If you insist, I am working for the Vatican, but it seems we are looking for different things then,' Luke said, 'I'm not after any treasure, only a clue to a different city.'
"You picked the wrong cover for this time of year," he replied, taking the coffee cup in his hands but not drinking any of it just yet, "So you're either here for... governmental disagreements, or you're looking for something." He smirks as he adds, "And if the bitch is dumb enough to isolate herself with the door unlocked, may as well see if you can find out either way."
Natasha believe them it must be guardian legacy, their successors or something like that. She look at two camps wondering for solution. "Well, It look like my vision telling the true. I don't know what are these guys in the canyon but I think think we could negotiate our way inside with the Guardians over there." She said point at top of the cliff. "Only how to bypass people inside canyon? Better not to begin fight right now..."
As the group departed the airport, they decided to split. They already had hotel quarters booked - they would meet there later. Layla departed with one of the boys to meet the tattooed man. Bennet and another student went to 'find' an appropriate decoy for the traps of the vault. The last one followed Beatrice, as she went to seek through the city. Cody Scott was probably the subtlest of the boys. He was good looking and was more cunning than the rest of the boys - but nowhere near Layla's level. But in the end, he was, just as the rest of the boys, a muscle. Beatrice asked around about old sections - from times of crusades and earlier - of the city. Once she had the information about the oldest parts, she travelled around it, searching for familiar places...
Helga blushes. "I-It was a gift! It's from an anime I like, I never wear it!" She looks away from him in embarrassment, cooing as he starts to touch her ass. "I-It's all I had that was like you wanted."
"Hmm, raise." The man holding her says, tapping his chips, though the eyes of the other players are no longer really on the table, but on Kelly. "No way I'm missing out on fucking this bitch. When she's working at the boss' club, she'll be too expensive for the low-paid mooks like us." The criminals share a laugh as the game goes on.
"Hehe. And you followed it like a good girl, Helga-chan." Mori whispered, not really interested in the answer she gave. Though, he was curious who gave it to her. He was far too focused on teasing the blond, "And you know what good girls get, right?" He teased, as his hands move from her ass, to her hips, and back down to her crotch. The smuggler starts rubbing her pussy through her leotard, teasing her as he aims to get her aroused enough to cloud her judgement. "Tell me, Helga-chan. If I disappear, do you think you'll ever find someone that'll make you feel as good as I make you?" He asked, as his other hand squeezes her ass, his fingers snaking inbetween her asscheeks to prod her taint.
"The vatican?" She raises her eyebrows. "I'd heard rumors that you guys did some shady stuff, but I never imagined..." The big man gives a chuckle. "What, you burn witches at the stake, or something?" Spoiler: Trap Roll D100: 71 (Pass) "Come on. Keep moving." The woman, who appears to be the leader, gestures for them to move on and bring Luke with them. "I'm not against working together on this. We're after the city too." She explains. "But it depends on you, and if you're bosses are willing to share the loot." Focused on Luke, the woman isn't looking at the soldier in front, who steps on a loose tile, activating some sort of mechanism. Luke's confident that he's the only person who's noticed the trap.
"We're not government." She shakes her head. "And it's not a cover. We're actual college students, and the bitch is an actual professor. Well, she's a sex slave first and foremost, but officially she's still a professor. "And yes, we're looking for something." The blonde smirks. "I'd say you walked away from that encounter frustrated. My masters broke the woman in quite well. She's not going to betray us."
Thinking about it, Natasha thinks that there are two options to avoid the camp: - The first is to simply go around. The opening of the canyon is quite wide, and the camp is in the middle of it, leaving space for the squad to go around. In daylight, this would be impossible to do unseen, but at night, it's plausible that they could sneak through unnoticed. The only possible issue would be someone making too much noise by accident. - The second is to scale the canyon wall from the outside, and go along the top of the cliff. This would make the camp detecting them basically impossible, but they'd be exposing themselves to the guardians, who have a dominant position atop the cliff.
Heading to the old section of Jaffa with Cody close behind, Beatrice feels the ankh beginning to rumble in her pocket, pressing against the fabric as it tries to point her somewhere.
