"Ty..." Gypsy, an old friend of hers, and a skilled sorceress, answers the phone, as the data about the boys is downloaded. "It's three in the morning. What do you want?" She groans sleepily.
"Yes, we're aware. We wanted to ask you what you knew about the robbery. From what we understand, the bank was attacked almost immediately after you entered. Several witnesses claim to have heard the robbers searching specifically for you. Hammer, the cybernetic supervillain, tortured the bank manager specifically to try and find out where you were. Anything to say to that?" The blonde raises her eyebrow.
"Ah~Sorry~" T'yala apologised as she realised how late it was. She needed to go home and cath some sleep. "I need your expertise. Are you familiar with a symbol - wait a minute, let me send it." She manipulated her phone and sent a pic of the tattoo. "Here. A victim had something like that, tattooed on her ass."
"Nah, he's just some loser trying o make a buck." David shakes his head. "Interesting - tell us if you need equipment. I have no clue what you'd need, but it can't be too hard to steal." The muscular man yawns. Typing in the keypad, Malady opens the hatch and climbs downstairs. Finch's former base is almost entirely empty - of the fancy equipment that was here yesterday, all that's left are two couches, and the TV screens along the far wall. Looking around, she spots a keypad that was probably obscured by something yesterday. Typing the hatch code into it, she sees a section of concrete wall slide aside to reveal a passageway - probably how Finch was moving heavy equipment in and out of his base.
Hearing the details, Vanessa was shocked, "Wait, a villain was there?" She gasped, "No, I was expecting another attack, like the one in the hospital to happen. But for there to be a super. I don't know why I'm being targeted to this extent." The heiress clenches her fists, "The manager, is he still alive?" She asked in a concerned tone.
"Hmm... I know I've seen this before, but where...?" Gypsy's quiet for a moment, before a chirpy female voice sounds out somewhere next to her. "Oh, I know that! It's the mark of Josephus - the symbol branded onto the slaves of the Alighieri." Whoever it is who's talking names the mythical controller of Century City. "Quiet down, Sapph, the Alighieri doesn't exist." Gypsy dismisses her companion.
"Oh, he's alive. Not doing well after Hammer shattered his legs, though." The older cop answers gruffly. "Do you know how they could know you would be there? The camera footage shows Hammer's vehicle arriving only after you entered the bank - they clearly knew you'd be there ahead of time. Was there anyone you told about where you were going? Or some way they could have predicted you'd be headed to the bank?"
"Khh." Vanessa lets out a growl as she learned of the manager's fate, He's alive, that allows me to thank him, and give him the best medical care there is. She thinks to herself, as the questioning continued. "Wait, they were waiting for me? No, the only people that knows I'll be going to the back is my butler. But, there was a lawyer that also knew, someone who looked at my disceased lawyer's file. He'd know that I'd be at the bank, but not to this specific extent." She shared what she knew, not giving specific details, just about the lawyer that knew about her safety deposit box.
Alighieri? She heard about the name but to think she would have an encounter with the myth in that way... She shook her head. "Can you tell me anything more?" She paused. "And also, you know anything of Blue Streak?" She asked, and after hearing more info, she bid the Gypsy goodnight as she disconnected. She then check the data of the students, before returning home, and crashing into the bed. She took out her phone and typed Spoiler: SMS Enjoying your new abilities? and sent it to both of the students. It was better to keep them on their toes. T'yala stripped, and made her way to the bathroom, where she took a long shower, before crashing, naked, into the bed and falling asleep.
(She took off everything earlier, so no panties to get in the way.) Azura half-gasped and half-moaned as Esmerelda touched and rubbed her soaked pussy. “Guilty as charged...” She admitted as she pulled away to look at the naked redhead. “So... had enough for tonight, or would you like to continue? I could fuck your ass with a strap-on, as was the original idea... or we could do something else, if there is anything in particular you would like to do... or we can leave it all for another time, since you will be staying with me for at least a few days...”
With a small growl he idly switches from teasing her with the tentacle to penetrating her with the tentacle, another quickly shoving into her mouth to muffle any cries she might make as a result. "The breeding bitch doesn't need to talk," Squidlock snarls, looking to quickly fuck her fully back into her daze before prepping a magic mold spell to keep her arms and legs bound to the wall of a darkened ally before slipping into the facility to see if these bums simply need to be killed, corrupted, or (if he was ABSURDLY lucky) had someone among them who, after a little cleaning up, could join the sorceress as breeding bitch number two.
"We'll need to speak to both of those people. We'd also like to search the premises - Several safety deposit boxes were looted, and you were the last person alone in the deposit vault, for a short time at least." The blonde makes her demands.
"Please be my guest, Lawrence should be arriving any minute now. As for the lawyer, he should be at the firm." Vanessa replied, until they asked to search her home. "Excuse me?" She asked, shocked that they'd think she'd steal anything from the bank. "I'm sorry, but I will cooperate in answering your questions, but if you want to search my home, I'll need to see a warrant." The heiress frowns at them, Damn it, how far does this corruption go? She thinks to herself, unable to believe that this situation was normal procedure.
"The two of us will check for anything associated with this design." Gypsy answers, before the woman with her pipes up. "As for Blue Streak - yeah, heard of her. Watched that little video she made back in the day." Gypsy sighs, before ending the call. The two students send worried replies of who is this? as T'yala slips into bed. Exhausted from such a day, sleep comes quickly, and dreams with them - images of a palace made of gold... She bolts up the next day in a sweat.
T'ayala took a shower first thing in the morning, before putting on her lingerie. She sat in front of the computer and started seeking a movie, that was made by Blue Streak. After that she started reading about the duo students, seeking for the hooks she could gather on them. She grabbed a phone and sent them another message. Spoiler: message You did escape so fast yesterday~
After fucking the blonde into insensibility once more and binding her up, Squidlock makes his move into the aquarium, and is surprised to see that someone is doing his job for him - two vans are parked outside, armed thugs directing two lines of squatters into the vehicles, the homeless men and women walking in single file, mouths and eyes open, like automata, like they're brainwashed. Looking around, it seems like the focus of the kidnappers is on the people, not on the location, though, so he could potentially just wait for them to leave.
As if on cue, Lawrence's car arrives through the gate, and two of the cops move off to question him. "Fine, then we'll return with one." She moves to join her partners, before turning to look back at the heiress. "One last thing: If you didn't have your driver pick you up, how did you get here so fast?"
"Hmph, that's a secret. You think I'd share my other modes of transport, with all the people, and supers coming after me?" Vanessa replied, giving a believable excuse to avoid giving a concrete answer. For now, she waits for them to finish questioning Lawrence, listening to what sort of questions they had for him.
Looking around the internet, T'yala finds what she's looking for - on a porn site. She watches as a blue suited woman, her outfit destroyed over the course of the video, is ravaged while begging for more, by men whose faces are always out of frame. She's ready to write it off as some porn star in cosplay, until she sees something - a tattoo on the woman's ass, looking just like the design Erik drew last night. Switching her attention to the boys from last night, T'yala sees that both are pretty normal. Average grades, no criminal record outside of a warning given to one of them for a small quantity of weed. Both of them have girlfriends, she notes, and one is the nephew of the current DA, Diana Cerrone - probably the most interesting thing about them.
