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Pulling Sarah up against him, Squidlock uses a hand to openly fondle one of her breasts in front of the husband. "There are four ways this can go," he says to the frozen man, "The first is I fuck this woman like a lewd slut right in front of you and kill you afterwards. The second is I fuck...

Gritting his teeth through the irritating pain, the balm of her unwitting self-defeat soothing the worst of it, he sends out more tentacles to grab hold of her now that her desire to resist has very obviously been dimmed. Having had a feeling the man would try something, Squidlock sends...

"Oh, goddamn it," he growls, stepping fully inside and slamming the door behind him, dropping his disguise now that he is out of view of the street and lashing out to grab at Sarah with his tentacles, keeping an eye out for if the husband should make an appearance as a result of all the noise.

Using her distraction to get the phone, Squidlock wedges himself in the doorway (and takes a second to admire her full ass when she bends over). A momentary smile twitches across his lips as he replies, "But of course." He puts his hand in his jacket pocket and mutters a quick sleeping spell...

Giving a cautious look around, Squidlock replied, "That is what we would like to confirm, ma'am. It seems she has drawn the attention of a rather dangerous party recently and has been hard to contact directly as a result. We thought she might try to lay low with her closes relatives but, if...

Keeping his face and voice as deadpan as possible, he continues to try and give the aura of an agent with no sense of humor. "Ma'am, is this the residence of a Linda Lee?"

Grunting, Squidlock decides he may as well go for it. Once it is dark enough, he casts an illusion spell over himself to give him the appearance of a non-descriptive man in a black suit with sunglasses. The kind of look an FBI agent or similar law enforcement figure dealing with the mob might...

This was not unexpected. It was unlikely that one person would be able to afford a nice place like this alone and there were no signs that she was a widow living off a will or anything like that, so the husband had to enter the picture at some point. Still, he was no threat but the question...

He watches her full and well-rounded figure move to the music for a little bit but when the spy moves on and he sees the signs of the sisters' closeness, a plan starts to form in his head. Many criminal organizations were not against kidnapping family to draw in their intended target, so if the...

Laughing softly, Squidlock reaches out a tentacle to pat his minion on the shoulder. "Oh, but they love their dear uncle so much. Don't worry. All you have to do is the occasional headcount and keep track of their dear mother's belly to see if they'll be receiving some new brothers now and...

"A sister, you say?" Squidlock muttered thoughtfully. That might be good to case out first, he decided. Family could be the most welcoming to those on the outs, either via love or the social pressures of responsibility. And the chance for a twofer was exciting. He decided that would be the...

(Not underwhelming in the least!) Looking over the images and listening to the spy's descriptions, he thought over the pros and cons of each choice. All three had good reason for someone else to want them gone, as no doubt Nightingale had stolen from powerful people who would also be the first...

"Supers do give superior off-spring," Squidlock replies, "So more of them are the ultimate goal. Perhaps we should start with a lower level super. Someone still green, untested, and unprepared for what we represent. Much like 'blondie', as you say." He lightly licks his lips. "Though if you...

"I'll trust your experience on the matter," Squidlock replies, his tentacles momentarily twitching, "Now, about these potential 'new recruits'. Of this ripe, fertile grove, give me some examples of the fresh fruit that might be most ready to be plucked."

Looking up from what he was working on, a letter where he tried to match Ellie's handwriting as much as possible from the notes she had made around the house (since she was rapidly reaching the point where she hardly had the mind for such tasks anymore), and stuffed it in an old sneaker he had...

With a growl of frustration, Squidlock cuts the connection to the creature and leaves it to its fate. He would have liked to learn more about that crystal and how it was brain washing those people but it seems this is all he gets on that front for now. He'll keep an eye out for that woman and...

Grunting in annoyance, Squidlock has his little spy move closer to some of the cages, wanting to peek inside a few of the ones that look like they have been occupied for a while. That purple flash has him concerned and he would rather not risk staring at it too long without knowing what the...

"What have we here?" Squidlock mutters to himself. He racks his memories of what he has studied and what wisdom Gulback has imparted to him about the creatures of the various pantheons his Master had encountered over the eons, trying to identify the woman's inhuman "lover". At the same time...

Squidlock concentrates, focusing his mental vision on the source of the pulse, curious to see where it has ended up.

While far from his best spell casting work, it will do for now. He can reinforce things later once things are up and running. Watching Ellie fall into despair as the officer ravishes her, he makes a note that once a few babies have been born (both from her and maybe a few from whoever the cop...