"That's good enough. Even some covering fire will go a long way." Mori nods, handing her a pistol. "So, how long do you suppose these mercs will be out cold?" He asked, grabbing a duffel bag that he fills with ammo, flash lights, batteries, and he steals one of the mercs radios, to get an idea of their movements once they wake up.
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Yakuza: 65 Luke: 60 ???: 83 Luke's luck seems to run out. He lands two hard strikes on the yakuza, maintaining contact long enough for the electricity to kick in, but though his face is bruised and his hair chars, the man keeps coming like nothing happened, in fact, he starts giggling again. In a fight to the death, the yakuza reaches forward and grabs the electro staff, ignoring the shocks he's enduring as he holds it away from Luke's body and neutralises it. The knife comes soon in the other hand, and though Luke can grip the knife hand before it does too much damage, the tip stabs its way into Luke's leg by about an inch, and it begins to go deeper. Suddenly, the Japanese man turns, as a brown and green blur sails towards him through the air. The woman, leaping, captures his arm and forces him to the ground, getting her legs around his knife arm, in an armbar. There's a snap, and a louder giggle, as the beautiful woman breaks the yakuza's arm. Still, the man isn't deterred, trying to get up and get back into the fight with his remaining good arm.
Kelly flushed as he moved her against the wall and moved in close to her. The man, this... Lark seemed aggressive and imposing and her body responded to that, growing wet with his actions. "I-" Kelly paused not sure for a moment how to respond. "-I came here looking for my husband. Now that I've found him, we're compelled to look for Queen Anai.W-we're looking for orbs that will let us get to her, do you know where they are?"
"What type of power to you seek?" Akhsham leans against a wall, his shadow covering Natasha. "You've already got great strength, as well as another...useful...ability." He grins. "I can offer a few powers to complement those you already have. And my deal is quite simple: You have a collar - I want you to wear a leash to go with it."
"That's a good girl." Bennet pats her head condescendingly. "I think you know that the elders have been looking to get rid of you for a long time. But maybe if you prove your worth here, there'll continue to be a place for you."
Luke grit his teeth in pain, removing the knife from his leg. It wasn't ideal but he couldn't fight with it stuck there. He looked baffled at the display for a moment, but then limped over as quickly as he could. He tried to knock the man out with a good kick to his head while the woman was still holding him in her vice grip.
Natasha look down on her collar tried to hold her anger. "So you want me to act like a dog? Like a pet in bdsm session? It would make for harder to fight. And what it will be effect on me with that leash?" She asked. "Complet this what I already have? Like what, natural body armor immune to bullets and magic? Or you give me ability to fly on my own?"
"It depends on their individual constitutions." Eloise explains. "But I'd guess maybe an hour would be the average." She takes one of the pistols, ejecting the magazine to check the load, racking back the slide, and reloading it, displaying familiarity with the weapon. "I never really used rifles." She explains why she leaves the merc's long gun. "They, uh, the recoil always made my chest..." She hops, and her breasts bounce wildly. Fully equipped, Mori stares at the entrance to the ancient tomb in front of him, realising that the way is open for him to enter. Servant... He hears Anai's voice. I have need of you. One of Isis' servants has arrived in Egypt. They mustn't live to see the city. Send one of your thugs. Suddenly, his phone lights up, having recieved a message with the image of a young man's face, and a the number of a flight coming into Alexandria airport.
"Heh, I figured. But then again, maybe that'll give a good distraction for us too." Mori chuckles, watching her large breasts bounce around. Until he heard an oh so familiar voice, "Argh, damn it. So it wasn't just a dream." He grumbled upon hearing Anai's command, followed by the text. "Huh? So they can even send pictures huh, that's helpful." He shrugs, deciding to show the picture to the butcher. "It seems someone special wants this guy dead. Can you take care of him? Then wait up somewhere near, so once we make our exit. We can do a pincer attack to catch them by surprise."
"Why do you seek Anai?" If Kelly had any hope that Lark would tone down his domineering demeanor, she's sorely mistaken. "That seems a bit risky for someone like you. You'd be better off serving someone else's needs." He chuckles, and she feels a massive length pressing up against the wrap around his waist, and against her thighs. "I know of which orbs you speak, and where they are. You're not too far from one, actually."
The yakuza still tries to fight, until the very moment he goes limp as Luke's foot strikes him in the temple. "Not bad." The woman releases the armbar, and moves to her feet, before putting some athletic gear over her bikini that only succeeds in showing off her body slightly less than before. "Louisa didn't say that you'd be bringing a party with you." She chuckles and holds out her hand. "Daniella D'Souza"
"You could stand up to fight. And the leash itself would have no effect on you. Other than what it makes you feel naturally." He smiles. "As for the power, I could do either of those. Well, not immunity to bullets, but resistance to them. And not sustained flight like your 'Superman', but enough to levitate and travel through the air for a period of time."
The assassin takes the phone, and nods. "I'll go and off him." He says, licking his lips. "He seems like a weakling, but who knows? Maybe he'll put up a fight."
"Good luck. I'll have Tiger-san text you when we're about to leave." Mori nods, giving him the keys to their vehicle since they won't be able to use it in the ruins, and leaving it with the mercs was a good way to get traced as to who they really are. Once the Butcher was gone, he leads his two remaining companions to the ruins. "Alright, let's see what's so special about this place." He cheered, holding onto the duffel bag, and rifle they "borrowed" from the mercs.
Natasha wonder what to chouse, she is already naked and in pet collar. One addiction to another, no big diffrence. "I will take levitate force, but about what period of time we are talking? Minutes, Hours, days?" She let him attached leash to her collar and sign as next humilation object was add to her. "Alright, happy now? Do you want me to walk on all fours and barg like dog? Barg!" She asked unwilling add dog voice at the end of her speach. She cover her mouth, terified what she done. "This isn't what look like! Barg! Don't you dare to laught or I make you remind that 'immortal' isn't the same as 'painproof'. Barg!" She add next dog voice.
'Luke, pleased to meet you, Daniella and thanks for saving my skin,' Luke shook her hand, giving her a slightly pained smile, 'My apologies for dragging them here and ruining your swim, I couldn't shake those thugs in Alexandria. It's odd, Louisa sent you? She made it sound like she was coming herself. I certainly expect to be rescue by a pro-wrestler, but I'm glad you did, that got too close at the end.' He groaned, going down on his good leg to check his knife wound, 'Ugh, what a maniac, what do we do with these thugs? Is the yakuza after the city too and two different branches of yakuza at that?'
Beatrice almost laughed at the comment. She was not that naive... the only thing that could prove her usefulness, was her finding the treasure of queen Anai. Bennet - the minor cultist, certainly had no power to influence the grandmaster. Outwardly, she showed no sign of her thoughts. She waited for the man to leave, so she could start working.
Heading down into the ruins, he sees industrial lighting linked up to generators, illuminating a huge hallway, the walls lined with ancient rock carvings depicting monsters, kings, battles and more erotic scenes. Between the illustrations are doorways.
"Minutes." He answers, before the collar goes click. Her body grows flush with power, but before Natasha can test it, he pulls her to all fours. "You make a good puppy." He smirks.
