Looking up from the strategic table, Hersillia nods. "Good. Tell me when you've found him." Elena detects genuine concern on the woman's face, though she surpresses it to keep herself seeming calm and in command.
Slowly, the assassin's eyes slide open, and she looks around, expression confused. "What the... Where the hell am I?" She turns to Vizelle. "Who the fuck are you? Who are you working for? Cold Moon? The Hyrskans? That pirate bitch?" She begins to struggle against her bonds.
“Alright, crisis averted.” Eanne breathed out a sigh of relief as she saw that Julqe was out. Getting up she made her way to the room where Dubernay and the maid were, Bec following closely behind her.
"My, what interesting names." Vizelle hummed, deciding to brush her fingers against the assassin's hypersensitive nipples. "Yet, you've forgotten mine." She teased, "Which means you were under someone's influence until recently." The sorceress sighed, "So, I will ask again. What is your name." She grins, her fingers trailing along the assassin's hypersensitive skin.
Elena nodded, not showing anything of herself. She doubted that the woman was guilty... that would be a very risky thing to go against her. First, she would need to find Emperor. Motioning to her bodyguards, she went to the shuttle and took of with them to the Madam's mansion.
As the shuttle flies, she sees that the city below is in chaos. Elena arrives at the brothel compound, which has been fortified and guarded, with Dubernay meeting her inside. "Good to see you. I've had word that someone just recently entered a mob doctor's clinic, not far from where the emperor's podium went down. A young man escorted by soldiers."
"Nice to meet you Shiv Carros. I take it you don't know who I am, and how you ended up here then?" Vizelle asked, though she already knew the answer. "Well, let me shed some light then. You killed some of my men, and you tried to kill me. Does that ring any bells?" The sorceress tilts her head, smiling as her finger slowly slides toward Shiv's crotch. "Tell me, have you met any psionics lately?" She asked just as her finger's about to touch the assassin's hypersensitive nub.
“You are welcome.” Eanne nodded to the woman. “I am sorry for the trouble – I did not consider the possibility of her coming here to attack you directly.” She then looked at Julqe, examining her carefully.
Elena nodded. "There is something I need to confirm can we talk inside?" She said as she moved with Madam to one of the rooms - two of her guards followed inside, to Dubernay 's surprise. "I received information, that someone high in command helped in the coup - I would request you to allow me to scan your mind to remove you from the circle of suspects. Once I am sure of your loyalty, I will share my information." Elena said with an apologetic voice.
"F-Fuck... What'd you do to me?" She writhes uncomfortably as Vizelle's finger slides downwards. "Not more than usual, I guess."
"Think nothing of it." She nods. "A councilor and a person in my...employment. I wonder what exactly the motive could be?" Julqe's chest rises and falls softly as she breathes, asleep. Surprisingly, once her muscles relax after being shocked, the maid seems remarkably relaxed.
"As punishment for interrupting my fun, and trying to kill me. I've turned your entire body into one, big erogenous zone." Vizelle explained, rubbing Shiv's clit to make her orgasm. "Hmm. That means someone managed to take control of your mind, enough to even remove a few days worth of your memories." She hummed, letting the assassin calm down before asking. "So, how about you make it up to me by working for me, permanently?" The sorceress grins
The woman' guards move to raise weapons when Elena's troops follow along, but Dubernay waves them away. "I could, but there's a great deal of sensitive information in my mind, about my clients. I'd have to swear you to secrecy. Under," she gives an apologetic frown, "pain of death, I'm afraid."
"What the fuh-aahhh!" She screams out as she cums again. "S-Stop that! I didn't try to kill you, someone made me do that!" She breathes heavily as she recovers. "Permanently? Sorry, I'm freelance."
“Earlier I received a warning message from Imperial Intelligence about a suspected assassination attempt on the emperor and a possible coup attempt. That's when we discovered that Julqe had left in a rather suspicious manner. Trying to find her led me to you...” Eanne focused her attention on the maid. “She was acting weird during the interview. Perhaps something was done to her?” She wondered aloud. Reaching with her mind she attempted to read the memories of the sleeping maid.
"Well, it's still your body that killed my men. And they can hold quite the grudge." Vizelle teased, "I wonder how you'll end up if they all fuck you, while you're still this sensitive." She continued, flicking Shiv's nipple. "Very well, good luck trying to work freelance... after my men are done with you." The sorceress stands up, slowly turning around to see how the other woman would react.
Oath... that could kill her. Huh? Elena considered it for a moment... but she had no way of knowing... she could trigger the oath by accident. That, was, unfortunately, too wide in scope, taking into account the amount of information. "Let's try differently. Your oath - under psionic chains, that you had nothing to do with the current rebellion and are not part of a plot against emperor, empire and council." She paused. "That should be acceptable."
Dubernay nods quietly, contemplating the new information. Entering Julqe's mind, Eanne feels something disturbing - the memories are gone, all the way back to just before her becoming Eanne's employee.
