Queen Anai's Treasure

[Tjf]

"Thank you, Ojou-chan. I wish more people were like you." Mori smiles, wiping a crocodile tear from his eye. "Right, I'll make sure to make a curry good enough to serve at those fancy restuarants." He straightens his back, as he speaks proudly. He then lets Helga lead him to the kitchen, "Woow... this is just like those michaelin starred restaurants." Mori whistled, "Alright! Now I'm fired up, I'll be sure to whip up a meal you'll remember." He grins.

"Looking forward to it!" Helga smiles brightly, glad to see him so happy, though she's embarrassed once again when he mentions how nice the house is. "Do you need anything from me?" The blonde asks, eager to be helpful.

 

[Tjf]

Natasha lock the door and look around the room for peeking holes, cameras and wiretappings. After that she take their documents and split half of them to Sonya.
"Well, we have some time to study it so better try memorise as much as you could." She said.

Spoiler: Awareness Roll

D100: 73 (Pass)

Looking around, remembering her countersurveillance training, Natasha is confident that they're not being spied on.

Spoiler: History Roll

D100: 33 (Fail)

Unfortunately, try as he might, she's not really able to remember or grasp a lot of the information about the temple. There's some talk of hidden doorways, but the way to open them is filled with discussions about ancient Persian shahs, and she just doesn't get it.

 

[Regin34]

Spoiler: Awareness Roll

D100: 73 (Pass)

Looking around, remembering her countersurveillance training, Natasha is confident that they're not being spied on.

Spoiler: History Roll

D100: 33 (Fail)

Unfortunately, try as he might, she's not really able to remember or grasp a lot of the information about the temple. There's some talk of hidden doorways, but the way to open them is filled with discussions about ancient Persian shahs, and she just doesn't get it.

Natasha yawn as history get her bored. Sure, it was important for mission, but all of this science thinks make her bored and headache.
"I will take a shower, and later we go to research camp, to look for our contract. Anything catch your eye?" She asked Sonya, as she went to the tiny bathroom and locked door, before underessed herself and step under shower.

 

[Tjf]

“Alright, just us it is! I'm looking forward to it, boss!” For more reasons than you realize... “I keep my backpack always prepared, so I'm ready to leave whenever you are! Oh, I'm so excited!” She exclaimed as she enjoyed the view of Melinda's bouncing tits. She was looking forward to seeing them bounce outside the confines of her clothes...

"Alright, then." Melinda smiles. "I'll go pack now, you book a flight on one of those cheap European airlines." She turns and head to the top floor of the field office, where her bedroom is, and unless Miriam wants to go take a peek, there's nothing of interest until the professor comes back down.

Palermo Del Roggia, Italy

A few hours later, Melinda and her student are driving a rented jeep through the Sicilian countryside. "Argh, damn it..." She curses, as the GPS begins to flicker, and dies. "I don't remember how to get to the site. Let's stop and ask for directions." Stopping the car in an idyllic little hamlet, she gets out.

"Excuse me, do you speak English?" She approaches an elderly man, who nods. "A little, madam. How may I help?" He gives the two women a friendly smile. "We're looking for directions. There's an old Roman ruin not that far from here, do you know where it is?"

Spoiler: Awareness Roll

D100: 91 (Crit)

The moment Melinda talks about the ruin, the man's face drops, and the young archaeologist sees a hint of fear. "Hm? No, you don't want to go there." He shakes his head vigorously. "No, no." He shakes his head as Melinda tries to ask again. "Err, no Inglese." The old guy lamely tries to pretend that he doesn't know English. "Scusi, signora." He heads into a doorway, closing the door behind him. "Weird." Melinda speaks softly to herself. "Does anyone speak English?" She calls out, only for the crowd to ignore her.

"Ahem..." The professor faces Miriam. "Mind searching for someone who can speak English and doesn't want to run away? If not, see if you can buy a map. I'll be working on the GPS."

 

[Tjf]

Natasha yawn as history get her bored. Sure, it was important for mission, but all of this science thinks make her bored and headache.
"I will take a shower, and later we go to research camp, to look for our contract. Anything catch your eye?" She asked Sonya, as she went to the tiny bathroom and locked door, before underessed herself and step under shower.

"Sounds like a plan. Better to go under the cover of darkness, I think." Sonya says. "As for this, no." She shakes her head. "It's all a bit cryptic. I wonder who wrote this report? Some mega-nerd by the sound of it."

 

[Regin34]

"Sounds like a plan. Better to go under the cover of darkness, I think." Sonya says. "As for this, no." She shakes her head. "It's all a bit cryptic. I wonder who wrote this report? Some mega-nerd by the sound of it."

Natasha shower herself with quick, rushed moves, letting fall her sweat and dirt of the road of her. Soon she steped of the shower, dry herself and put back on clothes.
"Yeh, I must be someone how only sitting in library and reading books. Boring." She said sitting on the bed. It will take a while for night, so she order some basic supper to their room, a s they waiting.

 

[moonblack]

"Alright, then." Melinda smiles. "I'll go pack now, you book a flight on one of those cheap European airlines." She turns and head to the top floor of the field office, where her bedroom is, and unless Miriam wants to go take a peek, there's nothing of interest until the professor comes back down.

Palermo Del Roggia, Italy

A few hours later, Melinda and her student are driving a rented jeep through the Sicilian countryside. "Argh, damn it..." She curses, as the GPS begins to flicker, and dies. "I don't remember how to get to the site. Let's stop and ask for directions." Stopping the car in an idyllic little hamlet, she gets out.

"Excuse me, do you speak English?" She approaches an elderly man, who nods. "A little, madam. How may I help?" He gives the two women a friendly smile. "We're looking for directions. There's an old Roman ruin not that far from here, do you know where it is?"

Spoiler: Awareness Roll

D100: 91 (Crit)

The moment Melinda talks about the ruin, the man's face drops, and the young archaeologist sees a hint of fear. "Hm? No, you don't want to go there." He shakes his head vigorously. "No, no." He shakes his head as Melinda tries to ask again. "Err, no Inglese." The old guy lamely tries to pretend that he doesn't know English. "Scusi, signora." He heads into a doorway, closing the door behind him. "Weird." Melinda speaks softly to herself. "Does anyone speak English?" She calls out, only for the crowd to ignore her.

"Ahem..." The professor faces Miriam. "Mind searching for someone who can speak English and doesn't want to run away? If not, see if you can buy a map. I'll be working on the GPS."

For a moment Miriam considered peeking, but decided against it – there would be time enough for it later, once they were alone.

Miriam watched the elderly man leave, aware of his reaction to the mention of the ruins. “I think we should skip talking to the locals. That man was afraid for some reason – most likely local superstitions, in which case the other locals will likely react the same way, and some might even try to stop us by force, convinced that it is for our own good.” There were other potential reasons for the man's fear, but she did not want to make Melinda worry. “Best to just buy a map and go there ourselves. I'll look for one while you work on the GPS.”

 

[asddas193]

"Looking forward to it!" Helga smiles brightly, glad to see him so happy, though she's embarrassed once again when he mentions how nice the house is. "Do you need anything from me?" The blonde asks, eager to be helpful.

"Oh? Well, I'd hate to see you injure yourself, so how about you stand beside me, and cut some vegetables with me?" Mori said with a grin, taking the ingredients from her well stocked fridge. He then prepares two knives, and cutting boards for them. "Come, I'll show you how." He said with a smile, slowly cutting, and explaining how to slice the ingredients properly

 

[Tjf]

Natasha shower herself with quick, rushed moves, letting fall her sweat and dirt of the road of her. Soon she steped of the shower, dry herself and put back on clothes.
"Yeh, I must be someone how only sitting in library and reading books. Boring." She said sitting on the bed. It will take a while for night, so she order some basic supper to their room, a s they waiting.

An old woman arrives before too long, holding out two bowls of fragrant food. The meal is surprisingly not bad, at least compared to army rations, and the two women fall into talking. "This mission is weird, don't you think? Like, blowing up that oil refinery, that was a pretty normal mission. This, though... Ancient tombs? Lost cities? It's not what we normally do. Do you think it could be true, the rumors the reports mentioned? That the city has magical powers or something?"

 

[Tjf]

For a moment Miriam considered peeking, but decided against it – there would be time enough for it later, once they were alone.

Miriam watched the elderly man leave, aware of his reaction to the mention of the ruins. “I think we should skip talking to the locals. That man was afraid for some reason – most likely local superstitions, in which case the other locals will likely react the same way, and some might even try to stop us by force, convinced that it is for our own good.” There were other potential reasons for the man's fear, but she did not want to make Melinda worry. “Best to just buy a map and go there ourselves. I'll look for one while you work on the GPS.”

"Good idea." Melinda nods. "Alright, I think I saw a little general store down the street. They might have a map of the area."

 

[Tjf]

"Oh? Well, I'd hate to see you injure yourself, so how about you stand beside me, and cut some vegetables with me?" Mori said with a grin, taking the ingredients from her well stocked fridge. He then prepares two knives, and cutting boards for them. "Come, I'll show you how." He said with a smile, slowly cutting, and explaining how to slice the ingredients properly

The blonde gives him a smile, going next to him and following his advice. She's a quick learner, it seems, and they make quick progress."

 

[Regin34]

An old woman arrives before too long, holding out two bowls of fragrant food. The meal is surprisingly not bad, at least compared to army rations, and the two women fall into talking. "This mission is weird, don't you think? Like, blowing up that oil refinery, that was a pretty normal mission. This, though... Ancient tombs? Lost cities? It's not what we normally do. Do you think it could be true, the rumors the reports mentioned? That the city has magical powers or something?"

After weeks on military rations anything would be better taste for Natasha.
" Yes, that is weird mission. I would say it reminded me Indiana Jones, only Nazizst didn't show up yet. " She joked and finished her meal.
" Well, you must remember what was magic for people from thousands years old city, it isn't necessarily magic for us. I don't denied it, but first I have to it with my own eyes. "

 

[moonblack]

"Good idea." Melinda nods. "Alright, I think I saw a little general store down the street. They might have a map of the area."

“Alright, I'll go check it out and see if I can buy a map, you stay here and see if you can get the GPS working again. Best not to talk to the locals until I am back.” Miriam suggested in a rather commanding tone, but finished with a warm smile, as if it had been just a suggestion. Leaving Melinda behind she went searching for the store.

 

[Tjf]

After weeks on military rations anything would be better taste for Natasha.
" Yes, that is weird mission. I would say it reminded me Indiana Jones, only Nazizst didn't show up yet. " She joked and finished her meal.
" Well, you must remember what was magic for people from thousands years old city, it isn't necessarily magic for us. I don't denied it, but first I have to it with my own eyes. "

Sonya laughs. "Heh, we're more like Lara Croft, I'd say." She nods at Natasha's analysis. "Yeah, that's a good point. What's there might seem normal and boring."

 

[Regin34]

Sonya laughs. "Heh, we're more like Lara Croft, I'd say." She nods at Natasha's analysis. "Yeah, that's a good point. What's there might seem normal and boring."

Natasha smile and lie down on the bed, making timer in her watch on 20.00
"Alright, let's catch some rest, tonight we will have to be ready for action." She said and take a nap.

 

[Tjf]

“Alright, I'll go check it out and see if I can buy a map, you stay here and see if you can get the GPS working again. Best not to talk to the locals until I am back.” Miriam suggested in a rather commanding tone, but finished with a warm smile, as if it had been just a suggestion. Leaving Melinda behind she went searching for the store.

"Oh," Melinda looks at her subordinate in surprise, before nodding. "Right, good idea." It isn't long before Miriam finds the quaint little general store, filled with everyday items and goods tailored to the local farming population.

"Bon Giorno, signora." The man behind the counter inclines his head in greeting, looking younger than most of the population. "Or maybe I should say good day? A tourist, are you?" He switches to English.

 

[moonblack]

"Oh," Melinda looks at her subordinate in surprise, before nodding. "Right, good idea." It isn't long before Miriam finds the quaint little general store, filled with everyday items and goods tailored to the local farming population.

Spoiler

"Bon Giorno, signora." The man behind the counter inclines his head in greeting, looking younger than most of the population. "Or maybe I should say good day? A tourist, are you?" He switches to English.

“Good day to you as well,” Miriam smiled at the young man, “yes, I am a tourist and I am looking for a map of the area. Do you have any?” She decided not to mention the reason she needed the map. “Also, if I may ask, are there places in the area you would recommend visiting? Or any to avoid?”

 

[Tjf]

Natasha smile and lie down on the bed, making timer in her watch on 20.00
"Alright, let's catch some rest, tonight we will have to be ready for action." She said and take a nap.

"Good idea." Sonya lies down on her bed, and soon Natasha feels her eyelids growing heavy.

When Natasha awakes, everything is dark, and cold. Sonya is nothing to be found. Instead of a bed, she feels hard stone underneath her, and somewhere in the distance, there's a slow but steady drip drip drip of water.

 

[asddas193]

The blonde gives him a smile, going next to him and following his advice. She's a quick learner, it seems, and they make quick progress."

Though Helga was a quick learner, Mori still shakes his head. "No, no, you hold it like this, Ojou-chan." He said, moving behind her. "Like this, you pinch the knife's spine with your thumb, and index finger. While your three other fingers wrap around the handle for support. Then, when you hold the ingredient you're cutting, curl your fingers like an angry bear, like this." He said, whispering into her ear. "See, it's easier to move, and the risk of cutting your fingers is small." Mori said, his cock pressing against her ass.

 

[Regin34]

"Good idea." Sonya lies down on her bed, and soon Natasha feels her eyelids growing heavy.

When Natasha awakes, everything is dark, and cold. Sonya is nothing to be found. Instead of a bed, she feels hard stone underneath her, and somewhere in the distance, there's a slow but steady drip drip drip of water.

Natasha grab her head, wondering if what happened here is reality or dream? She slowly stand up and check what she have with herself and slowly move in direction of sound. "Why is so cold there? And where am I?" She asked herself.