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How long had it been? A week or so since Annalise arrived in the new dimension? That sounded right in her head which continued to swell with thoughts. One of her new "friends," Ira, whom was the first "person" she met in the curious world of Traverse Town. One week of bothering her acquaintance about what brought her there in the first place yielded some interesting food for thought. Thus, that's why they gathered in that local tavern, enjoying a couple of beverages (at least Anna was, considering it was rather difficult for her to get drunk) and inwardly reveling in the little back and forth they were having.

The poor half-fae, half-succubus endured so much during her years of life that it was almost sickening to hear how that sort of fate befell her. Almost sickening. Annalise was much older than she let on and often kept her image that of a woman in her mid-20's. This made it easier to appeal to almost any age range. It was because of all this that the succubus hadn't been surprised that Iraeika had such a terrible past. They spoke briefly of it before and there were a few tears. Those tears were enough to get that moral compass of Annalise's moving and thankfully in the right direction. All of that pestering and figuring out bits and pieces of her past, culminated into the meeting they were having now.

"Ira, dear, are you feeling any better today?" Annalise asked, smoothly kicking one leg over the other, getting comfortable in her chair and presenting herself with an air of warmth and openness. "I was grateful you'd come and see me today, thinking that it was a sign you had recovered some bit. Was I right in this assumption?" Leaning forward after she asked her question, two gloved hands had folded themselves and were used as supports for her chin. She smiled sweetly, those dual-colored eyes of hers never once left her "friend's." Anna stared into them, wanting to use her inner charm to quell the halfling's emotions. (345 words)

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Another evening had befallen the little town of Traverse, with stars dancing across the night sky in their usual splendor. The staff was happily discussing the topic of the latest changes to the establishment, and the handful of folks walking the streets all going about their friendly gossip, chattering about trends both absurd and mundane. It made Iraeika sick. How can anyone be so happy in such a cruel world? It simply wasn't fair.
While upset, she was calm, and decidedly more-so than when the two women met last. She couldn't stomach the tears she'd shed before, a weakness that she was intent on never displaying again. At the very least, this woman seemed to care, though she still didn't quite understand why.
"Yes, I am better today.... Thanks."
She tagged this little gratitude on almost reluctantly, not of spite but from pain.
"So you mentioned helping me, what were you planning?"
She said with a hesitation, peppered with genuine curiosity.
"You still haven't explained why either..."
She wanted for this to be a real friend, but the odds were very slim... Still, the woman before her was intriguing. For ought more than curiosity she stayed and listened attentively, keeping her hands folded in her lap and looking around occasionally to muse during their conversation.


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What did she have planned? Oh, the special event did she have planned. A little bit of immersion helped wonders for those who had phobias, irrational fears related to nearly anything. Iraeika wasn't any different and if what she said to Annalise was true, then Ira suffered from androphobia. How ironic was it that she, a succubus, a creature meant to sap the life force from men (and women alike), feared the very prey she was meant to hunt. Not all men were as powerful as an incubus and that was what Annalise aimed to prove to her friend.

Despite this more... Devious way of going about helping her friend, Anna brightened her expression and freed up a hand to move several strands of silver locks behind her. "You seem tense, dear." A simple observation which allowed her to deflect the previous topic momentarily. "Stare at all the townsfolk so intently and you might scare them a little." She laughed and picked up her mug, taking several large gulps before placing it back down. "Take a drink, too. I need you nice and relaxed. Be too tense and my method of helping won't work." Anna winked.

Sitting back, Matty closed her eyes and thought on how to go about subtly introducing this idea to Iraeika. "Hmm..." A light hum to help smooth the thoughts, followed by a stroke of inspiration. "Your fear is very understandable. I cannot say I've ever felt what you have nor will I ever experience the same type of pain you've endured, yet I sympathize greatly. To this end..." The succubus grinned, taking her free hand to acquire her phone from her pants pocket.

Her thumbs went by lightning fast, alerting their third party member that they've arrived at the meeting point. Oh yes, using a special app for an escort service known as, "The Milk Road," to attain a special "asset" for Iraeika's recovery process was an excellent way to go about the situation. After sending that confirmation message, she made sure to read over the previous one from that morning. The message went as followed:

"Hello, Chameleon
I go by the name of Annalise and I'd love to enlist your services. A friend and I require a specific set of talents, seeing as there's a specific problem I need to help my friend through. We're both in desperate need of a little relief from this and judging by your name, I can tell neither of us will be disappointed by the results you'll produce. To this end, I'd like for us to establish a meet up. We'll be the two lovely ladies in the tavern, one with shimmering, silver-white hair which will be me, and another with exotic, mystical wings which belong to my friend. Be gentle, courteous, and welcoming when approaching us. My friend is a very... Interesting individual and this sort of business is something that she needs to be eased into."


"...I have gone through great lengths to procure some additional help for my little experiment today." Anna said in a sing-song manner, grinning even more. (515 words)

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Maybe they deserve it... she thought this to herself, though this thought was quickly followed. Perhaps she was right... The fey-kin woman allowed her pose to drop only slightly as she rested further into the chair. At this point, she was guarded, but willing to listen. Relaxing might've been for the best. She wasn't particularly in the mood for a drink, but she heeded her audience's request and took a sip of the concoction ordered for her. As expected, the taste wasn't to her liking, but she continued to drink regardless, nursing the fluid with small sips every so often.
The woman before her talked about the pains she must've endured, and conveyed her sympathies. Half of Iraeika wanted to believe her, the other half was on such edge, mentally complaining about the whole affair. She should be out there, ruining more of those pigs' lives, as they had done to her. She observed as the woman picked up her device and traced over it with her fingers, glancing at it with some sense of thought that Iraeika couldn't quite parse from her expression alone. This woman was up to something, but it was hard to say if it was to her own benefit or not.
From there her counterpart looked up and mentioned her experiment, with a playful banter to her tone.
"Heh.... I'm curious."
A smile crept upon her face, small and frail, and she wasn't entirely sure what emotion it was meant to convey. She wasn't really happy, nor was it a knowing smile, or even a sort of wry one... It was a simple reaction that she just didn't quite understand. It almost bothered her, but she decided to ignore it and keep observing the scenery. It was so peaceful, for such a large town. It felt improbable, and in fact dreamlike, to know that there was a place so serene, despite all of the dark and terrible things lurking in the hearts of men. Iraeika shifted uncomfortably, crossing one leg over the other to look more relaxed. She was, of course, well aware that she looked uncomfortable.... Just what was she doing here?....
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Monte was reluctant to take the job, but the economy was in a rough patch and the upkeep of his operations wasn't a small expense. There was little information distributed in the request, but that's how the assassin prefered it. He didn't trust the integrity of the internet. If he was being honest, the hitman had completely forgotten about his registration to the service, disguised cleverly as "Escort and Entertainment". He had done it out of desperation quite some time ago, but the website seemed a legitimate source of other black market resources. In this trend of honesty, he also looked down on the requester based on the inexperienced vernacular of said request. In such vanity, he only brought two Spatial Snares and his trusty Falcon, concealed beneath his clothing in a usual fashion. An experienced killer might notice that his left side was shaped differently than his right. Nevertheless, he headed to the destination, and was met with a surprising amount of disappointment.

The tall Monte had shade veiling his face as he entered the open area. His eyes scanned the room, finding the people who met the description and approaching them.

He wondered if the contract was to eliminate the friend of the requester, or if they wanted to watch someone die first-hand. Monte had met such scrupulous individuals in the past, and they generally left a bad taste in his mouth. But hey, money talks, bullshit walks. He remembered the instructions that requested an etiquette - natural of an employer. He had no problems complying.

"Good evening." With a swift motion, Monte took his right hand and moved his hat across his torso, bowing formally. Rising, he kept his arm crossed over his body, maintaining the elegant posture of a gentleman. While looking proper, this was also to keep his rifle concealed beneath his clothing. Turning to the woman of shimmering hair, he ignored their physical quirks coldly, his words as straight and purposeful as his spine and saunter.

"Before we continue, it is customary to discuss compensation." His tone was even but hushed under the mumble of the townsfolk. Because of the weaponry strapped to Monte's side, it was impossible for him to sit comfortably, so he remained standing. "There is a standard fee of five thousand Munny, which rises with difficulty and complexity." He doubted that the two of them even had enough to pay the baseline, but in such a critical time, he would accept payment plans. Of course, this was a mortgage on their life.

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"Glad you are. I am going through a good deal just to ensure that this plan goes well." That grin lessened into a smirk which she then hid behind her mug once more, downing and finishing it off with several more gulps. After that, she licked her lips of any remaining alcohol and awaited their contact... Who appeared to be a very punctual young man.

Elegance, professionalism and a straight to business attitude that Annalise could respect, though, wondered if this dry attitude would be worth the munny. Those bi-colored eyes of Anna's had glided away from her partner and over to the contact. "Evening to you too, love." She responded in kind, her tone honeyed with seduction. Though, she had to raise a brow at his follow-up statement.

Already he wanted a plan of payment and even set up a guideline of how his rates follow. Difficulty and complexity were the words he used to describe his services, which must have meant he had a couple of notches under his belt. Being in the escort and entertainment business required a certain finesse with the body, that most who weren't succubi usually lacked. Maybe the two sensually skilled women could squeeze a freebie out of him... Along with that store of energy he had deep within.

Oh, yes, she made doubly sure to note that the man before her had a phenomenal amount of spiritual energy. Ripe for consumption.

"Hmm, your rates seem fair and even though you're a new face to The Milk Road, your tone seems rather confident. However, I'm a healthy skeptic and also very frugal at that, so forgive me if I want a sample of your abilities before agreeing to such a hefty fee." That's when her gaze returned to Iraeika, whom she winked to. "And as I've said, my friend here is a little... Off-put by the whole business, so if she's unsatisfied with your failure, I'm sure you'd be honorable to cut down your price or even dock it completely, yes?" Asked Annalise, who in hindsight was testing the waters with Chameleon, his attitude, constitution. Someone with a name like his must have had a masterful technique using their tongue, so if he could possibly enlighten the both of them with it before the main course, maybe she'd be more inclined to let him live. Could always use an exceptional pet every now and then. (402 words)

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This was an interesting turn of events. First a man approached and began to speak to them. Iraeika stared with an intentional coldness at the new arrival while she listened to the conversation with some reservedness. It would seem that the woman ordered out tonight, something to snack on before attending to matters, mayhap? She eyed him with interest, especially after his first words beyond a greeting were all about his compensation.
So selfish, these creatures...
She thought this to herself for a moment before deciding that one so perfectly full of themselves was certainly not worth the life he occupied. Instead she would have to put it to better use. After listening to the exchange, it seemed her new friend had the same idea. Finally feeling like she understood the plan, only further supported by the clear questions being asked of the man, she decided to lay back and enjoy the new role she was assigned.
"Oh dear me, I see what you meant now, but...
She bit her lip playfully here before continuing.
I'm not entirely sure he's up to the task..."
She played this statement off as being coy, like she wanted to see him in action to be sure. She glanced over at the gentleman with scrutinous eyes, surveying his every feature. This was much less because she wanted to look at him, and much more to convey the "Feelings" that her role demanded. This could be an interesting little gig, slowly destroying the population of the town from within would be an excellent way to exact vengeance on the inhumane, one town at a time. And the two of them could amass some serious energy this way, feasting to their heart's content, provided they did it carefully. She liked it, it would be almost too easy. And what a way to start, she could feel some real untapped life energy in this one.


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Monte was unfazed by the skepticism and adversity that met him. Ever the professional, he spoke words of reassurance. "I never fail to satisfy a request, so there will be no need to adjust my rates for underperformance." His tone was mostly even, though a slight inflection on the word 'never' imbued a sense of calm in his voice. And this was, so far, an entirely true statement. Fifty-seven contracts had been issued and completed without a need to extend a deadline or re-assess his own capabilities, though they were admittedly petty and small in comparison to his limits. Mostly disgruntled lovers, envious underlings, or some other emotional trainwreck. Monte found it a bit amusing that his coldness could blend so well with another's the heat of passion.

"I suppose I could demonstrate my craft upon an animal, but this demo will cost five hundred." He looked to the contractor's partner. "Multiple individuals will multiply the cost accordingly, as well."

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Everything had been falling into place so wonderfully and with Ira easing up, it was almost a perfect plan. Almost referring to the fact that they haven't gone and done the deed just yet. Very confident was Chameleon, who continued to impress Annalise with his bravado and confidence. Nodding her head, she conceded and giggled softly.

"You're certainly eager to please, I like that. Seems as though you have no boundaries as well... Perfect." The woman stood up from her chair and motioned with a hand their next destination. "Too many eyes and ears around for the type of substance we wish to discuss." Very carefully she scanned over the tavern and noted how it slowly grew more populated, likely from their innate succubi charm. Anyone looking for a group session were out of luck. "I have a room where we can discuss things further, in private." And with that said, the silver-haired succubus was the first to move. Leading, obviously, since she knew exactly where to go. A quick glance was taken over her shoulder, seeing if the other two would follow behind her.

This was going to be a fun night. (193 words)

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How curious, the man wasn't lacking for confidence, that much was certain. He was even so willing as to demonstrate techniques on an animal. This struck her as odd, as while she had the ability to adjust her form for her partner somewhat, it only applied to other humanoids.... The thought of this man chasing a cat and.... Well, let's just say it was quite the imagined scene. It brought a smirk to her face, the sheer audacity of the concept. If she weren't more inclined to kill the chauvinist, she might've been impressed with him. But, alas, her rage had yet to be slaked.
"Very well. Let us away."
In reply to Annalise's motions, she too stood up and began to walk behind her. She had had plenty of attention before, being practically naked, but now that she was standing she got significantly more. The eyes didn't bother her any, she was used to it, but it did raise the question of how many of the men here were affected by her charms. She was, in effect, shorter than your average 13-year-old after all. The sheer sin of the thought only serving to further damn the species' behaviour. With each step, her little wings beat ever so slightly. They didn't carry her, of course, but she still kept them in some use in the event that she ever gained enough power to remedy her birth defect.
As they walked, she checked behind her for their guest occasionally, wondering just how much of the two ladies' appearances he was taking in. The more she could catch this man being sinful, the more she could justify the meal, and the more she felt she was doing the world a great service. She intentionally flaunted her step now, swaying her hips with each step enough to attract his gaze, both to tease the meal and to test his willpower.
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Monte was pleased with the desire to privatize their dealings. He would have grown uncomfortable if they had proceeded in an increasingly public place. He followed suit, blissfully unaware of any signals that the fae would convey through her hips. Even if Monte had the capacity to recognize her taunting, which he was not, the thought of acting on it would probably never have crossed his mind during a job.

Whenever they got to a private area, where he was sure to be free of prying eyes, the assassin would take off his jacket and reveal the sniper rifle slid down his leg. Carefully removing it, he leaned it against the nearest available structure and prevented any confusion from arising. "It comes with the trade. One never knows the dangers involved in any given job." He said plainly.

Monte looked around for an insignificant creature to kill. "Is the demo required?"

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There wasn't much distance to the hotel Annalise stayed at. After entering the building, she waved to the receptionist and gave the man a rather charming smile. He liked her for obvious reasons but she pretended to be oblivious to the fact, and even teased him every now and again. Of course, she could also see the confusion and jealousy that stemmed from the man's gaze, as he watched her, Iraeika and their hired escort enter all at once. Oh, the perverted thoughts going through his mind. She could taste them all.

"We're here." Anna stated once they arrived at the far end of the hotel hallways. There, she pulled out the key, unlocked the door and allowed everyone to enter. It was a quaint little place, had a bit of an odd odor to it (from obvious reasons) and held all the necessities one would find in a hotel.

The succubus giggled, taking Ira by the hand and leading her over to the bed, sitting right next to her after the fact. She started by removing her footwear and had noticed their escort revealing his weaponry. This warranted a quirk of her eyebrow followed by a statement, "My, my, quite the rifle you have there. Such a large, powerful-looking piece." Matty mused, smirking in a rather sultry manner. She removed her jacket thereafter and had subtly flaunted her assets. "Something so big like that would be a waste on a small creature. Save it for the bigger game." The woman teased. "Now come on over, sit with us and get comfortable. It's time to get our business started."

Her fingers motioned for him to come closer and whether or not he did, hadn't stopped her from removing her shirt. Tossing it off to the side, Annalise revealed her rather large breasts being held comfortably, by a black and red, lacy bra. The succubus' body appeared fluid and soft, the natural allure of her species radiating from Anna in a powerful manner. Now she had willingly turned up the volume on her charm and was starting to focus it on the man, aiming to build his lust and having it projected towards them. (363 words)

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They traipsed about the hotel floor, making their way up to Annalise's room. On their way Annalise made sure to flirt with the clerk, perhaps a dessert of sorts, or maybe just a meal for another time. Iraeika received the usual amount of staring from the locals, certainly due to her choice of garb, or lack thereof. Instead, she played coy and strolled by her hostess, pretending not to notice their stares.
They made their way to the room, and with hardly a second to spare, felt herself being led to the bed. Here, Annalise was already starting to get ready for the event, starting with her shoes, of course. But Iraeika wasn't about to give it to him that easily, especially as she wore practically nothing anyways. Instead, she crossed her legs and arms, and shared an airy grunt.
"Well, you can be content with him as-is, but he seems thrilled to be able to demonstrate his talents to us first."
She paused here, just for a moment, before changing posture. She placed both of her feet back on the floor, brought her knees together and placed her hands upon them, arms mostly outstretched.
"How about this? A neighbor down the hall, room two I think it was, had brought a cat with them. The staff was displeased and confiscated the cat for a time. If you can bring the cat back here, and then show us exactly what you're bragging about, we can get to serious business."
The last two words were said with an air of playfulness. She took her hands back off her knees, instead dropping her elbows onto her legs. As she rested her chin in her hands, she tilted her head a little and shared the most innocent smile she could muster.
"I'm sure they won't even notice if we 'borrow' the cat for a time."
She added a very gentle giggle to this, only just enough to hear.


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While Monte didn't mind the scarlet-haired woman getting comfortable, he couldn't appreciate the motives of her actions in a, perhaps, wanton oversight. He wondered why they were lead to a motel. Perhaps the target was another guest was the intended target. At Annalise's beckon, he spoke. "I'm fine standing." He said plainly, maintaining eye contact. Then, he turned to Iraeika.

"Retrieval is not part of the demo. It will be a creature of my choice."

To be honest, Monte had a hard time finding an animal with an owner 'insignificant'.

The feeling was fleeting, but made him uneasy. A distaste of Iraeika touched his tongue for a moment, which felt almost like 'dishonor'. But it passed. An assassin had no use for honor.

He picked up his rifle and headed towards the window, bearing down on one knee. He looked through the scope, searching the skies for a target.

"Watch closely, or I'll have to charge you for repeat sessions."

Monte waited for confirmation of their view, adjusting his sights lazily. He trained on a bird about a hundred meters away, which was circling carrion.

Shot. Kill.

The arrow was silently slung from the Falcon m-19, striking the beasts left eye and exiting through its right. The projectile would travel for some time before dissolving into Nothing. The Chameleon looked back on Iraeika with unintentional intensity. "Do you want more?"


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Her charm hadn't worked on the escort? Now that was something she expected to happen later on down the line in her stay in the new universe. Eerie could be the word used to describe how Annalise felt for that one instance. People with large spiritual resonances like him weren't usually underestimated and had the fortitude both mental and physical, to resist the wiles of a succubus. However, this man was distinctly different from those she encountered. Her air of seduction usually reeled them in with just a touch of magic laced in the attempt. Maybe his dry, business-like nature wasn't for show and he simply was this dry being, who only lived for his work. A light sigh left the succubus' lips.

"Fine, suit yourself." But Anna always was a stubborn lady. She wanted to place her hands on him and weave her seduction magic that way, but took a clue from Iraeika's suggestion, giggling at the thought. As expected, their escort gave such a curt and unusual answer. Putting a price on everything made it seem like he was desperate and trying more for the money... She hoped he was good. Then came the next strange and usual event.

Annalise could only give a confused, questioning glare when he hoisted his rifle and poised himself at the window. Doing as she was instructed, the woman watched and wondered what sort of ploy he was up to that time. A silent shot, a downed target and then it all clicked.

"Aw, shit..." There was an exasperated sigh which left her lips, followed by a hand that plastered itself over her eyes. "You're... Not a male escort, are you?" Her inquiry was sent forth before she let out a strained laugh. Hopefully she was wrong and this was just some weirdo who enjoyed his roleplaying, something she never mind, but to go above and beyond like that? Chameleon must have also used text-based sites and played table-top games too. (329 words)

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How intriguing. It would appear that this courtesan was no courtesan after all, but rather an actual assassin. This explained the coldness of his heart, his straightforward and uncaring replies... Suddenly, Iraeika found herself experiencing an old feeling, a sort of pity or kinship. Indeed, one so cold as to kill for killing's sake was either a desperate man, or a vindictive one. She saw in him some of herself, and was inclined to release him.... However this thought was quickly abated. She was only killing for the good of the world. Taking and devouring only the impure and corrupt. Granted, this was nearly everyone, but even so, she had a mission, this man was aught more than a killing machine.
With her empathy quickly reasoned away, she turned and replied to Annalise's question.
"Now that is a shame, and now I understand what your plan was."
She paused, the man was clearly here on a mission, and he was either oblivious to their advancements, which was unlikely, or he was here to get paid, and that was all. With how much he discussed money, he might be more amicable to compensation for his 'services'.
"Well now, Chameleon was it? It seems you've caught us with our pants down..."
She looked back at Anna here, winking with the eye that was out of sight of their guest.
"Rather literally in her case."
She paused a moment, allowing the light-hearted joke some time to sink in, though conveying through her expression that she had more to say.
"Tell you what, you seem like a nice enough man, and I would be loathe to let such a nice man go hungry for lack of coin... How about you indulge us just this once? You're free to go, of course, but munny this easy is hard to come by in such a quiet town... Whatever she's paying, I'll double it."
She smiled a most flirtatious smile, holding her body in a pose that was designed to convey a knowing coyness. She knew not if this man would accept. Given his cold nature he might walk right out, and a small part of her would be ok with that. But a man this dangerous couldn't be left alone for long, she would have to keep tabs on him, so that he not ruin any innocent lives. Indiscriminate killers are sadly only on her side by happenstance. Better to end him now, if possible.


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In a state of confusion, Monte lowered his sights and leaned the barrel pointing towards the sky, rising to turn to his employers. He allowed the women to speak their case, before realizing the entirety of the misunderstanding. In this case, 'Male escort' referred to something just as morally ambiguous as his actual profession. After some awkward silence, a laugh leapt out of Monte's throat. It was short, and almost raspy from misuse, but it was genuine. When he settled, his tone was as cold as before.

"No amount of compensation could change my line of work. Even if it could - or even if I could, rather - I doubt I'd be any good at it." Keeping his eyes respectfully averted, Monte leaned against the wall immediately adjacent to the window and unsheathed a cigarillo tucked in his front pocket, with a companion lighter.

The flames licked at the leaves tentatively, as if warmth itself was weary of the Chameleon's body. He was truly a cold-blooded being.

"I'll still require compensation for the demo, of course." His words were imbibed with billows of smoke, which were swept up effortlessly by a passing breeze.

After long moments of thought, intermittently puffing on the tobacco, he spoke again.

"On second thought, don't worry about it." There was no need to tax the naive for their sins. With his free hand, Monte acquired a lime-green card from his inner jacket pocket, placing it on one of the nightstands provided by the inn. It contained his personal contact information.

Destiny answered to no one and no question. Monte believed that this meeting was orchestrated by fate.

He picked up the Falcon, splaying the gun strap over his left shoulder. Throwing the half-smoked cigarillo out the window, he deliberated and executed his parting words.

"If you're ever in a pinch, don't be afraid to call. The next one's on the house, as long as you don't waste my time with your intended affairs." As he walked out of the room, he disappeared into nothing, but a few stubborn words clung to existence long enough to ring clearly. "Try not to give anyone enough grief to send me after you."

Mostly invisible, he moved through the inn and exited, starting his journey home. Monte had reasoned that they already paid him compensation over double today.

For a moment, however brief, his empty shell echoed with laughter.


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Annalise
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Awkward couldn't even begin to describe the situation, though, it did bring some sort of ironic joy to the succubus. Her bid to try and seduce an assassin, whom she believed a male escort, ended in a sense of morbid comedy. Good on Ira for that last bit, trying to appeal to his monetary sense, but alas, the man had been stalwart in his position. The girls ultimately failed and Annalise's plan fell flatter than a pancake, but at the very least there was some entertainment out of that all.

"I'd say you better find a different operating site then, because that place is all about sex, sex, and sex!" She giggled and flopped back onto the bed, her breasts jiggling freely in their bra cups. The succubus had been far too embarrassed (though she didn't show it) to try and push herself onto him, for murderous intercourse. Three misfits, really, all in a hotel room with the awkward silence and smell of tobacco to set the atmosphere. A lingering thought of the man's payment came about and Anna groaned, there was no way she had a single cent on her. The whole plan was to sap his spiritual energy and grow stronger...

Thankfully, he took pity on their wallets and waived his fee. A light sigh of relief came from Matty after hearing that.

"You're such a generous young man, you know that?" She gave a sultry grin after her comment and repositioned herself to laying down on her stomach. Lightly kicking her legs, she watched the man gear up, leave behind a card and a bit of advice too. Annalise couldn't help but laugh. "Fine, fine. If we ever need someone out of the picture, we'll give you call. No sex... Well, unless you make it too hard to resist." The woman winked in a method of teasing. "But we'll be good little girls. None will have their sights set on us, especially if we're the ones who have eyes on them." That last bit was said with an allure laced with a deceitful air, almost as if she alluded to something more sinister. "Bye, bye for now, 'Chameleon.' I do hope we run into each other soon."

And like that, she waved the man off. He went invisible, left the room and gave them an echoing laughter, whereas Matty turned her attention over to her friend and grinned.

"Well... My plans sure took a bad turn. I was planning on having your confront your fears and what not, but it looks like that didn't go as intended. Sorry for the hint of deception, Ira." Annalise apologized in a sing-song manner, soon removing her pants after the fact. Now in only her undergarments, she displayed herself to the fae and waggled her eyebrows. "But that doesn't mean we don't have to end this night empty handed. I am half-naked and you are a lesbian, right...?" Anna spared no efforts in hiding what she wanted at that point. (499 words).

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Well, it would seem that her efforts were in vain. Despite the attempt, the man's resolve was too hardened for them. Interesting, given how thickly Annalise laid down the magic on him. But, it wasn't meant to be. A small part of Ira felt triumph, like she was doing a favor for one of her own. But, she suppressed this feeling for now, choosing instead to believe that they would need to keep tabs on this hunter of men.
He left, leaving nary a trace he was ever there, save perhaps the gentle smell of smoke from his brief self-indulgence. And even that could be mistaken for ambient scent in a place like this...
After he left, Ira closed the door behind him, and found Anna speaking to her. She apologized for the deception, trying to get her to sleep with some common thug whom she clearly knew nothing about certainly did feel akin to an insult. However, Iraeika was not so weak as to be unable to approach men. Her 'problem' was now her greatest asset. Finally, she could live as most other Succubi did with no remorse. The only thing this whole affair brought into sharp relief was how naive she was before, and how much she despised herself for it.
She couldn't be mad at Anna however, this was the first person to try and help her, albeit misguidedly. She couldn't help but laugh a little at the woman, who was still so eager for intimate company that she was practically naked already. Ira sighed.
"Goodness, you're really asking me this aren't you...?"
Shrugging a little to herself, she started walking towards her friend. In honesty, sleeping with a meal was one thing, but doing it just for the pleasure actually didn't sit well with her. At least, it wouldn't have. But again, like all other feelings from her 'troubled and misguided youth' she ignored the feeling.
The decor of the room was a far cry from what she might call "exciting", and indeed every crevice of the small abode gave way to a sense of age, a sort of worn-ness that only comes from being lived in so well. It was true that this was far from the ideal setting, but her partner seemed nearly beyond her senses. Offering one more final shrug, Ira caved in and decided to entertain her hostess's request.
"Very well, have it your way...."
With a flick of her wrist, she was encircled in gentle magic. While the magic took effect, she had one last thought.
I wouldn't just do this for anyone, you know...

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