"Train them in what? I mean, their superpowers are temporary - as are mine. I can teach them to shoot, I guess, and maybe try to give them the basics of investigation." The cop shrugs. "As far as I know, she dropped off the face of the Earth - no social media, no nothing. Seems the people working at her news station weren't really around then - the new manager said the guy from back then is retired."
She was a little hesitant, wondering if she was being baited again. Letting out another magic blast, she didn't aim directly at him, only trying to strike at the ground beside him and see if he'd react. If he didn't, it would be safe to assume he had no energy left and she could proceed with capturing him, untying her boys, finishing up here, taking him back to the base....and she'd work out what next from all there. She couldn't really just leave him running around while she was working on such a large scale scheme for now, after all. But it would also be more satisfying to toy with him knowing he couldn't do anything about it then just have him killed right here and now.
"You know what? That's a good question." To her frustration, her words prove too effective, changing his objective from the container to the leash, and making her plan useless.
Five hours later:
“I've never been good at making friends.” Azura admitted. Because I did not want them to know how much of a pervert I am – and that was before I found out how perverted I really am. She added in her mind. “As for my family visiting, the chance is practically zero. They call a few times a week, to check on me and make sure I am fine, and they let me know ahead of time if they are coming to visit. Even if their visit is not planned they will try to call and let me know. Plus they have an anniversary coming up – next Saturday, if I am not mixing the dates – so they will likely spend the weekend together having fun. So no need to worry about them dropping by uninvited.” She explained.
(It's fine.)
(Exactly)
Heading into the room, she sees a man in his early twenties lying against the wall, a bruise beginning to form under his eye.
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"Shit, he's one of our earners, too!" The businessman curses out loud. "How the hell's pretty boy supposed to drive his fans crazy with a black eye? Shit, lady, let's get some ice - we need to deal with the bruise before it gets any darker." The two of them filter out of the room, conveniently leaving Calista with the guy she wants to question. "S-Shit..." He groans, eyes fluttering open. "What happened?"
As her leg swings back, Vanessa hears the click of the leash as it attaches itself to her collar, and immediately, she realises something's seriously wrong. She'd failed to notice before how strong, how invigorated she's felt since gaining her powers. In an instant, that's gone, and she remembers what it feels like to be...normal. The heroine feels her foot slam between the man's legs, feeling what's beneath his pants and knowing she's done absolutely no damage. "What's this?" The villain says with interest.
"That's a surprise - such a charming young woman should have no problem making friends. I guess it's convenient for our purposes, however." Esmerelda nods. "So on the event that they did come, we'd have time to prepare. Good."
The fallen hero stirs to life, eyes fluttering open, and she's surprised to see how young he looks without his mask - he must be only 18 or 19, face drawn with boyishly handsome features. With his youth comes youthful embarrassment as he sees the villainess' naked form in front of him. "I don't suppose I could talk you into the whole 'let me go so we can play cat and mouse' plan, do I?" Despite the cockiness of his words, he's blushing and trying to avert his eyes, while something substantial rises between his legs. "You know, I called you creepy before, but this is kinda pushing it..." He says, a hint of nervousness in his voice.
"They took Lana? Oh, no! W-We have to get her back!" The young man stumbles to his feet. "I-I don't know - it all happened so fast... He was wearing a mask, so I didn't see his face." Lee frowns when he thinks she's worried about her safety. "I-uh... Don't think you need to worry."
"Sure, I'll show them the ropes. No guarantee they'll learn, but I'll do my best." Erik nods. "Oh, you're off already?"
As a cocktail of hormones and adrenaline ravages her body, compelling her to obedience, the blonde does her best to resist - crying out in pure pleasure as he ravages her body. "N-Never... I'll never submit to a monster like you." Before Squidlock can respond, he hears a clicking noise from down the alley, and turns to find a uniformed police officer raising his gun - not bothering to say 'freeze' to a creature like the one before him. Clearly, the blonde's moans attracted attention.
“I have to say. You’re younger than I expected. I can’t complain. Young men are always so full of energy….but for all your act of being daring you’re actually not all that used to being around woman when it’s without a mask, aren’t you? As much as I enjoy that face, I’ll probably dump you somewhere if you do as asked. You have a lot of valuable information on the gangs and powers. Death’s Hand is the important one, but learning all the other players and their strengthens and weaknesses would make me happy….” Her flirtatious attitude shifted into more a serious one. “You must have crossed paths with them. You know something.”