"Let's go." Sapphira nods. "Since you're not a good flyer, I'm guessing you've got a car, or something?"
Shaking her head clear of the lustful images, Faye gets to thinking - there are two ways she could go about assembling a team: One, she could find an established team, and convince them to work for her, or two, she could investigate sightings of meta-humans and try to recruit superpowered individuals in the early portion of their careers.
They didn't seem like the brightest pair, but even they seemed to be suspecting something didn't make sense. They both seemed to be pretty broken down, that she was confident she could overpower them directly, but the best solution still involved them fighting each other directly.
Hammer looks down to the hand on his thigh, looking tiny by comparison, and flashes her a grin that looks more hungry than mirthful. Then, she feels his thigh twitch, and realises that her hand is resting on something massive - and it isn't his leg. "I can see that, Jenny. The way you came in here, looking at all the guys - none of the girls around here are that forward - which is why I wonder what your game is. Ain't too many lady cops who have fake tits." He reaches up, his massive paw squeezing down on her breast, before he lets out a whistle. "No shit? They're real. Still, you're too hot to be a cop. Maybe a spy, working for one of the other families?"
She hears the boy walk away, but without checking, has no way of knowing if he's actually left the area.
“Yes, I've got a car. Nothing fancy, but it works for me.” Azura shrugged."Let's go." Sapphira nods. "Since you're not a good flyer, I'm guessing you've got a car, or something?"
A short while later, the two magical girls are across from the Devil's Children hideout - a bar with a dozen bikes lined up outside, and heavy metal playing from within.
Out front, two bikers stand, smoking and talking among themselves - a burly old man, and a redheaded woman.
"God DAMN!!!" Jenny thought to herself as her hand rested on what she now realized wasn't his thigh.
He wasn’t wrong. But a bit too easily worked up as always. The other one had a bit more sense than she was hoping for, but it seemed like his focus was on the one who up until now was a far more immediate threat.
"Err, I'm more following your lead." Sapphira frowns. "Maybe one of us can go distract the two out front, while the other one puts something flammable through the window?"
Inside, she sees a large antique gallery, with an elevated level up top. At the top of the stairs, an overweight old man in a suit looks down at her, raising an eyebrow.
"You've found him." He grunts in a seedy British accent. "How may I help you?"
"Heh, it don't make any difference." Hammer laughs. "Even if you were a cop, you'd still end tonight in the same place." The huge man looks at her finger, and the ring on it. "You wanted a real man to give you what your husband couldn't eh?" His hand slips inside her dress, skin touching skin as he squeezes. "You lookin' for work? Girl like you would do real well here."
"You probably planned it this way!" Ryota says angrily. "Okay, enough of this - I'm going to stop you, like I did back on our world." The boy approaches Malady, but his hand is grabbed by Finch. "Get. Off. Me." He says menacingly.
Hammer's insult against her husband offended her, but when his bare hand started squeezing her breast she hissed out "Yesss..." in pleasure as her pussy trembled. Her lower lip caught between her teeth and her eyes half shut as her body quivered excitedly.
This was the result she wanted. That stubborn refusal to think anything through. Some things never changed. It seemed like they both were distracted with each other enough now, that she could make her move with tension at an all time high. If one thing went wrong, it would shatter any attempt at getting him to listen. Which is exactly why she then went through with channeling her power to try and get part of the roof to cave. She didn't need to bring down the whole base. That would hurt more than help. But even just getting a few parts of support to break would still get the job done.
"Like this..." He grins, tapping against a wall of glass that popped up around him during the fight. "Reinforced using alien technology - I assumed one of you heroes would come here someday." He says confidently. "Oh, I am perfectly sure you could bash your way through eventually. That's why I keep this on me." He holds up a golden sphere.
Hammer laughs, before looking her in the eye. "Then think of this as a job interview. Why don't we start with seeing if you can follow orders? Take my cock out of my pants.
“Distracting them should be easy with the right illusion. I was wondering what to do after we distract them, but you just gave me an idea.” Azura paused to gather her thoughts, then began explaining. “We send an illusion of some big, tough guy to deliver a message – or rather, an ultimatum. He will tell them that the place has new management and that they have 24 hours to get lost. As he says that we set one side of the building on fire, then our guy says how this is just a warning and how if they don't get lost on their own this other gang – the one we're after - will be sent to kick them out. That should get them moving...” She described her plan. “They should have no trouble putting out the fires, but if they don't we will intervene and put them out – two heroines that just happen to pass by. We don't want to burn down the place, after all. What do you think? Any obvious issues? Any suggestions?”