Jaya grins. "Well, you could take the lead. Or, I could show you an 'upgrade' I made to one of the mechs..."
"Oh?" Vizelle smirks, "And what upgrade would that be?" She asked, licking her lips as she kisses Jaya's cheek.
"Let's just say I made some tweaks to the programming." Jaya sighs and chuckles at the kiss. "The kind of upgrade that pounds you into oblivion. Of course, if you'd prefer my...feminine charms, we can do that too."
Elena hummed. "I will be sure to pass your plea to the Emperor... tomorrow, during my audience. That is if you survive long enough." With those parting words, Elena left the woman, under the guard. She contacted the spy mistress, and asked for the locations of officers involved in the plot, while she herself, went to retrieve the imprisoned head priestess of Order of St Veethra.
Changing into her new clothes, Eanne checked herself out in a mirror and made sure she looked convincing. Acting the part would be a bit more challenging, but as long as she stayed away from other people and did not attract any attention it would be fine. “Alright, I'm ready. What do you think - do I look convincing enough, Bec?” She asked once she was back in the redhead's company.
Jaya chuckles. "Greedy... But first, I want you to myself for a little while." Jaya kisses her mistress' neck, reaching up to grope the sorceress' breasts.
Dubernay responds quickly, stating that she'll get the information back to Elena soon. The priestess is luckily on the planet still, guarded by a squad of mercenaries, in a secret bunker in one of the few remaining snowy areas.
Bec gives Eanne a pervy look up and down, and then a professional one. "Well, your hair is a bit too nice, your face is a bit too clean, and your overall demeanor a bit too posh, but as long as you're just trying to blend in, and not mike lifelong friends, you shouldn't stick out too much."
“Alright, I'll leave the talking to you and try not to attract any attention. Anything else that comes to mind? Or are we ready to go?” Hopefully this works...
Humming to herself, started preparing squads to capture the traitors. The mercenaries, she believed would be the easiest. She would show them that she could annihilate them, then try to bribe them - the blood of mercenaries, was gold, after all.
"No, just let me change." She returns in a similar outfit. "Alright, time to go." They take a nondescript shuttle, heading to an area a little way from the bar. "So, what will you do if the patrons start hitting on you?" She leans over while the shuttle moves. "Dock workers don't generally have bodyguards to chase away the riff raff, after all."
It doesn't take long for a squad made of of special forces troops, and Jade Rose elites, converge around a gunship, ready to move in. "Will you be coming with us, ma'am, or will you hang back?" The captain asks.
Elena smiled. "I will leave the work to you, captain. I shall not get into your way." She said, then nodded to the captain. "Begin at your convenience. If you fail in your initial attack, I shall try negotiations..."
“That's a good question... well, dock workers may not have bodyguards, but they do have friends they need to speak with in private... so the two of us stay together and pretend that we are busy discussing some private issue. Hopefully if we show no interest in the people there they will show no interest in us in turn.” It wasn't a great plan, but it was the best Eanne could come up with. “I'll try to be quick. Hopefully I'll be able to read the minds of my targets and get some useful info without too much trouble.”
The captain smiles, seemingly prefering that she not be in harm's way, not surprising given that he's an Ietra veteran. "At once, ma'am!" He salutes, and heads off to get to work. Spoiler: Elena's Squad combat Roll D100: 57+15= 72 (Pass) It isn't too long before the captain radios in. "Mission accomplished, ma'am. We cut through them like a knife through butter. Took a few losses, but we're mostly whole. We have the priestess here. She's exhausted from a lot of what looks like sexual torture, and dehydrated, but alive and otherwise unharmed. We took a few of the mercenaries prisoner, as well. We can just execute them, unless you want something else."
"Fair enough." She nods, and opens the door. Heading outside onto the dock district, Eanne smells the scent of waste, combined with dozens of different foods offered by various stalls. "Bar's this way." Bec points.
Elena hummed. "Execute the males, escort the females to our dreadnought. Also, bring the priestess to me." She ordered.
“Alright, after you, Bec.” Eanne did her best to ignore the various smells and not scrunch up her nose at some of the more unpleasant ones – it would make her stand out if she paid any attention to them. As she walked after the redhead she was careful not to bump into other people.
"Mmh. My dear. If you follow me with all your heart, you can have me aaaalll to yourself." Vizelle cooed, nuzzling against her kiss, moaning as her breasts were groped. "Aahn." Her sensitive body causing her nipples to stiffen underneath her dress.
