"Thak you, your Highness." Elena answered, a smile tugging her lips. She bowed deeper in gratitude, showing even more of her cleavage... and stayed that way. She did wonder how would the young emperor proceed. What kind of character did the young man had?
"Hmph. I just showed her what she really is." Vizelle hissed. I'll be kind, and let you return to your usual self once 10 minutes have passed, and no one touches you. But in exchange, your memories while "under the influence" will be blocked, until someone utters the code words again. The sorceress cements the hypnotism Jycere was under, letting the inquisitor work as she normally would. Just a lot more loyal to Vizelle's cause. She then faces Valleus, "We've gotten what we came for. We can go now." She speaks, smiling at him, despite her bloodied arm.
Yannika is escorted aboard the ship, which lifts off and begins its journey into the void. After several hours, she recieves a knock on the door of her cabin, the sergeant's voice sounding out. "My lady? We're closing in on Lave V soon. Oh, and... I was wondering, if you could bless us and our weapons, just in case?"
"Well, um, I suppose that you're free to, uh, go, since you've finished your mission." He looks, but doesn't make a move. Evidently he won't be the one to start anything sexual between them.
Valleus looks between Lycere and Vizelle, but shrugs. "She did disobey my direct order, not to intervene. Into the ship, acolyte!" He barks, as he begins to take his servant inside. The inquisitor stops, though. "I will let you have the book, and the twins, but next time I expect our partnership to go both ways, understood?"
Vizelle's expression turns neutral as Valleus orders Jycere inside, and stopping to speak to her. "But of course. After all, you are my master, aren't you?" She then spoke in a sultry tone, wearing a lustful expression as she approaches. "Aahn... and how I crave to be taken by my owner again." She moaned, whispering into his ear.
Elena did not move either, keeping her position. "My lord, if you wish something of me, all you have to do is to give a command." She said to him.
He looks at her blankly. "It's not just your body I want, but your powers, too. In any case, I have a report to prepare. To anyone who asks, the book was destroyed, understand?"
Carius looks at her for several moments, emotions clearly warring within him, before he sighs. "You're dismissed, priestess."
“Mmm, so tasty...” Eanne kept eating out and groping the maid, sometimes going fast and other times slowing down, aiming to get Felicia horny but not let her cum. “I love the way you taste...” She forced her tongue deep inside the maid's slit and at the same time began teasing her clit with a finger.
"Y-You tease..." She moans. "Careful... You're not a customer, so there's nothing s-stopping me, ooh, from taking what I w-want." She's still wet.
“Is that so? And what is it that you want?” Eanne asked with a smirk before playfully slapping Felicia's ass. She forced two fingers inside the maid's wet pussy and curved them a couple of times before starting to slowly finger-fuck the woman.
"Fufu. But of course." Vizelle cooes, nodding as he makes his report. She moves back to Verner, giving him a worried expression a mother would wear. "My dear boy, you got hurt." She then spoke in concern as she heals his wounds. After that, she calls for her disciples to follow her back into the ship.
A smile tugs Elena lips as she bows deeper. "As you command, your highness." She smiled and walked out. * * * Elena made preparations - her people would be recording and tagging her, during her task for the Madam. There were materials to be used. She joined the spy in her brothel. Just in case, she brought a backup uniform. "So... what can you tell me about that client and why is that deal so important?" She asked curiously.
The computers wouldn’t be going anywhere yet, so her priority was finding the one hooked to the entire defense grid to disable.
The first thing she does is try to call a meeting with the three de facto leaders of each faction, both to get a sense of how they act towards each other and to see if there is any commonality to their demands she can use as a starting point to talk them down from leaving.
@unisol_gr44 Above Constantinopolis Secondus "Centauri frigate Intrepid, this is patrol craft LX-1029. We've scanned you, and everything has come up clean. You're clear to move into Byzantium Secondus space." Ulie Reinhardt sighs, her head leaning back against the harsh leather of her seat, as the Intrepid responds and begins to move towards Byzantion station, the great fortress in orbit above the Terran Empire's capital. "Join the navy, they said... See the galaxy, they said..." It's a cliche, but those had been Ulie's ambitions not too long ago, the young girl from the slums of Constantinopolis Secondus aching to go off into the galaxy as an intrepid sailor of the emperor's navy, fighting battles, gaining fame, maybe finding the odd exotic alien to shack up with here or there. Reality, however, didn't match the fantasy. Instead of being a dashing rogue, she was a glorious customs agent. Instead of seeing the galaxy in a grand starship, she was posted aboard a tiny patrol boat that never left sight of her homeworld. Instead of beautiful blue skinned alien women and dashing muscular sailor men to share steamy nights with, her only opportunity for companionship is her lecherous, obese boss, an old man who only got his job through nepotism, and whose abilities or lack thereof had kept him from climbing any higher than patrol boat captain, despite noble patronage. Yeah, she'd rather throw herself out the airlock than sleep with him. Yet another ship begins to float past the patrol craft, and Ulie begins the tedious process of once again scanning it. "This is the 13th one yet! It's been all day! Fuckin' noble asshole... Even if he is cute." She sighs, thinking of the leader of the fleet currently heading towards the capital, some political appointee by the name of Azurrose. "He's meeting the emperor, great for him. Did he have to bring the whole bloody fleet with him, though? Gods, why are the handsome guys always assholes?" Tired, she begins to press buttons, hoping to complete the scanning process as soon as possible, but eventually sleep overcomes her, and her head hits the control board, as she feels herself losing consciousness. From another room, she hears a bang. "Fffuck... Did Janus forget to stow the food shipment properly? Ffffuck iiit, I ain't moving. He can do it herself." Nestling herself in the crook of her elbow, she feels sleep tempting her, when the door behind her opens, and she hears clanging steps approaching. Ulie simply yawns "Coming to cop a feel, Janus? Whatever, I don't even care... I'm sleeping, I don't care who comes in here." There's no response, as the clanging draws nearer, but Ulie's too tired to even look up and see who's approaching. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bridge, Flagship of Centauri Home Fleet Xavier stands on the bridge of his flagship, looking at the massive sprawl of Constantinopolis Secondus and the crowded space above it, filled with half of the Centauri Home Fleet, Viktor having wanted to give a show of force for his brother's first day on the council. It had been a surprise to both of them when Xavier had been appointed a member of the council, but as Viktor had so bluntly put it, if he wanted to keep the fleet, he'd accept. It had been a busy but boring day, with each ship of Xavier's fleet laboriously being inspected before being allowed close to the capital and its main station. Through the view port, he watches as the Intrepid finally finishes its scan and gets moving, replaced by an even larger ship that will take even longer. Wait... Why is that patrol craft moving? Why, indeed, is it moving towards the Centauri fleet at speed? "Fleet Admiral, there's an emergency message from patrol craft LX-1029". Xavier hears the crisp, professional voice of Victoriana Van Attre, his new second in command. So far, the woman has been a consumate professional and a great help, though this is her first voyage in the role. "Sir, I've taken the liberty to answer their call." Given that the patrol craft has engaged its thrusters and is flying towards the bridge of one of Xavier's battleships, this is quite possibly a reasonable move. There's the sound of static, before a raspy female voice sounds on the bridge. "A-Admiral, this is Ensign Ulie Reinhardt of patrol craft LX...Fuck it, you know which one! There's monsters on board, some sort of xenos! They've killed my CO, and now I think they're trying to ram your ship!" There's the sound of gunfire, and Ulie shouting "Fuck off!" Victoriana looks to Xavier. "Orders, sir?"
There's a cut on his scalp, but luckily there doesn't seem to be any more substantial damage, like a skull fracture. Verner looks down, clearly ashamed. "I'm sorry, mistress... I failed you..."
Eanne smirked and slapped Felicia's ass a second time. “Good girl. Very well, I'll let you cum...” She added a third finger as she began thrusting faster and faster, trying to get the maid off. A moment later her other hand moved to Felicia's clit and started teasing it, further stimulating the woman.
