majus
CHYOA Guru
Erik pats the baton on his belt, looking her in the eye. "Do I look like I'm joking, bitch?"
"Baton? Really?" Faye looked unimpressed, but then looked at the gun's holster, and hesistantly took a pipe.
"Use the staff I gave you. Make it look natural. Like you usually do this - for enjoyment." Erik said, and she could hear some humour in his voice.
She almost glared at the policeman - a failed gesture since she was quite enjoying it. She opened the bag and filled the pipe. Then she fired it up - the powder changed colour... she could see the smoke traveling through the pipe... and herself on the TV screens.
"Ah~" A soft sight escaped her as she inhaled the smoke. Her body became hotter, a sweat started forming on her skin... it was... nice, relaxing...
