Natasha nod to him and point where they could defend themselves. "Ride carriage here, better to be prepared." She said and when they reach save point, she take her shield and spear and jump of the carriage. Natasha hit spear on her shield to made sound Well hear by everyone. "Guardians! We know that you are here and we wish to talk!" She shout to them, to let them hear her. "Show yourself."
Astonishment, awe and disbelief were the first emotions to flow through Kelly at her situation. "This is... impossible!" she thought to herself. "It must be some kind of hallucination!" But the feeling of the sheets beneath her, the warm breeze against her skin, and the way her flimsy attire titillated her breasts and nipples was so real it had her doubting the hallucination idea. She pinched herself and the sharp sting told her this was no dream. Kelly believed in God and accepted the Holy Bible as truth, and some of the things it asserted were... difficult to believe, but what had just happened was beyond even that. Kelly was aghast at the lewd display between the two soldiers and the blonde woman, but arousal and jealousy coursed through her as well. She blushed in shame and turned her attention to the general, his attendants, and the newly arrived soldier. 'The City!'... the Lost City of Set!? she wondered and rose from her bed.
"Oh?" Mori grins as he spots the blond that ran away. But, as soon as he spots the doctor. His grin widens, "Likewise, You can just call me Mori." The smuggler introduces him, taking her hand to shake it. "So, you're going to be my partner? Have you ever done any field exercises before?" He asked, trying to recall if he's seen her before.
"Ah, quite brave, aren't you? I only hope you'll be able to perform....that is, you seem quite a bit more comfortable with guns than I'm used to using myself. Never really needed to. I'm not entirely certain what kind of competition to be expecting or what their background is. The client is trying my patience, I admit. You're in a position of quite some influence with your syndicate. I'm sue you understand the "need to know" basis is a myth. It's much better to explain to those doing the footwork exactly what they are supposed to be doing and provide them with information. It gives me the impression, the client is most likely not somebody who actually is used to the military, high crime, or even the law. All of them would understand the importance of actually having your people know exactly what the plan is so they can do that." Katherine placed a finger on her lip, looking upward thoughtfully. "Most likely then- a private collector? Someone with no shortage of money, but arranges things through middle men, but lacks any actual experience in these things for themselves. Likely educated, but naive. Probably believes that nobody would understand the importance other than them, but fails to realize that also means nobody they hired would then actually understand what the important things are. Wealthy. Well Read. Also clueless. I'd be surprised if they've ever actually did any crimes in their life instead of paying other people too. Someone like that, their only faith is in money to buy people. I'd be very surprised if they had anybody loyal to them beyond what goes into their bank account. They certainly want to play the grand mastermind, but they aren't at the winning table. The bouncer won't even let them in the building. Just a assumption, of course."
There's silence for a few minutes, before an old man in a guardian robe slowly stumbles his way down the cliffside. "You wish to talk? Talk." He smiles, though his true thoughts are difficult to guage.
Natasha sigh with small relief. They send one men to talk, so they don't want to fight... Yet. She smile to him, hoping for peaceful solution. "We are traveling to the city of Set and we want to save passage without unnecessary combat and conflict. We get permission from the pharaoh to travel these lands." She said knowing pretty well these guardian for sure demand payments for crossing their land. It is normal that locals want to get money from travelers, it is one of the oldest laws so better just to paid up and have peace. " I hope you are not against it." She said in friendly tone, but in reality she waited for his demands, what will be wagger for their passage.
Seeing her rise, the general's hard gaze become affixed on Kelly. "Here. Now." He orders her in a tone that invites no questions, before looking to the new soldier. "Are the disposition of her forces unchanged? I've waited a long time to take my revenge on Anai. Now that she's killed my newest daughter, she will feel my wrath." As his hand pulls her to him, Kelly realises who the general is, recognising him from Max's notes: Gaius Pesca, the man who conquered Anai's lands and enslaved her people. "Yes, sir. Only a few hand maids and guards, one of whom is our spy." The soldier answers, before he marks a position on the map. The map itself is old, and geographically inaccurate, but Kelly gets a good idea of where the man is marking. "Now leave." The general orders. The soldier salutes, and exits. Finally, Pesca turns to Kelly, his gaze oppressive, and more than a little scary. "Interested in the city, slave? You perked up when it was mentioned."
"Plenty." She nods and shakes his hand. "Never to where we're going, though. It's a new section of Karnak that's only just been uncovered. Kaneda-san said you'd be able to get us through the government guards?" She lowers her voice. "To be honest, I've never broken the law like this for a dig, but if I'm right, the pay off could be incredible." Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100: 92 Mori has to stifle a laugh as he realises it. At first, he thinks it's impossible - that the odds are too great - but then he remembers that both women are here at Tokyo U, so the chances are less wild. The busty milf in front of him shares so strong a resemblance with Laura, the cheerleader he fucked last night, that she can only be her mother.
"Guns are mostly my sister's area of expertise - becoming a gangster was her idea - but if necessary I can use them." Vladimir unholsters a handgun to show her, before tucking it back in his jacket. Spoiler: Speech Check D100: 87 Vladimir chuckles as she gives her guess. "You're not far off the mark. He's a gentleman, an aristocrat, with a shitload of money and not a lot of taste or sense. Does it matter, though? If he pays, I don't care."
"I-" Kelly froze, partially uncertain how to answer and partially from how dangerous she expected him to be. Even if this was a hallucination or vision she could still feel. As evidenced by the growing wetness between her legs. "Yes... dominus." She admitted. "I've heard of it, but never seen it. I'm curious about the City of Set."
"The Greek's permission means nothing to us. We say who can come and go here, not him." The old man looks at her. "There's danger where you're headed, girl, more than you could ever imagine. Are you sure that's the path you wish to tread?"
"Brave for a pleasure girl." Pesca chuckles, as his thick fingers travel southwards on her body. "The City has a reputation, you know... People don't tend to come back. The last stranger who came to me asking about the city, a scholar of some sort, disappeared as if he never existed in the first place. You sure you want to indulge your curiosity?" He kisses her neck.
"Hehe. Then this should make things go that much more smoothly." Mori chuckles, though the fact that he'll have to smuggle themselves inside was new. That damn old man. Guess this'll be a fun challenge. He thinks to himself, before realizing who the doctor resembled. "Oho?" He couldn't help but chuckle, "Yeah, that should be an easy task. Will depend on how much they want to keep the place off limits, or how frightened the guards are of their superiors." He smiles, "Anyway, you seem to be pretty young. You must be a prodigy to have gone on plenty of field trips."
After so many sacrifices and efforts to get here, Natasha just can't give up right now. She grab harder her spear. "Did I wish to tread? No, I don't. But I'm loyal for who I pleage my oath and I going to accomplish my mission. I have sacrifice and face my fears to get here, so I just must move forward." She said red on face when images of humilation in throne room come to her mind. " You said dangers ahead are more than I could imagine. Tell me about them, I wish to know. "
"I'll follow your lead when it comes to those guys." Eloise chuckles. "Flatterer... I'm not that young. I've been doing this for more than a decade."
As the general discussed the stranger, Kelly's thoughts turned to her husband even as the man took liberties with her body. "It couldn't be!... Max?" she wondered as the general kissed her neck. "Yes, please..." she moaned and convinced herself it was at his question and not the liberties he was taking with her body.
"The City... They call it the lost city, but that's not quite right. It wasn't lost, it was hidden, thousands of years ago..." The old man stares at her, his smile gone and his expression serious. "There, the servants of the gods trapped an army of demonic spirits, and the sorcerer who summoned them, an army powerful enough to bring devastation to this land. The demons may be trapped away, though, but their influence remains. The city is a place of evil."
"Mhm. I'll hold you to that. Smugglings' a risky business after all." He nods, smiling as she chuckled. "Whaaat, a decade?" He said in a shocked tone, "No, no, I mean I did hear you're a doctor, but I thought you were one of those fresh graduates." Mori replied, smiling. "Well... moving on. Do you have any information about the place?"
"Hmmm, that man was a strange one... He was dressed like an average scholar, but something about him seemed...off. And he wouldn't shut up, talking about bizarre things like inter-nets and Gee-pee-ess." Pesca shrugs, and Kelly can actively imagine her husband in this room, his fascination at being confronted with living historical figures setting off his tendency to be a bit of a chatterbox. "But like I said, he's gone, to where, I have no idea." He shrugs away her garments. "If you're willing to risk his fate, I can bring you with me, as my personal bed slave."
"I'm just curious, if I'm going to hear a "I no longer have use for you" routine. A lot of people have told me that, and yet..." Katherine brushed one side of her hair with her hand. "I'm still here."
