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Lot
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The smile on Phrenz's face drew wider and wider at each word, and his eyes were of such an intensity that it seemed a light glowed from behind the orbs. The scope falls to the ground with a clatter, whatever effect from before either gone or having no influence on the material. Phrenz chuckled. " She needs not worry, she can approach safely. One promises this."

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Seruatka, just about to give up his watch, went still at the sound. Carefully, he quietly moved the barrel of the autogun around to aim towards the source of the noise, prepared to shoot anyone who entered.

Seruatka
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One of the side doors hung half open, the outward swing imposing the door as an obstical, concealing whoever was behind it.

" Alright!" a strong, deep but femine voice rang out. " Whoever's behind the counter, you come out with your hands up, and you get to keep your head!"

Lot
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Lot felt something within Phrenz's words catch in her mind, a feeling welling up as strong as her lust, urging her onward. She was barely aware of crossing the short hall to the chained man. Her thoughts came in short bursts of sensation. Warm, soft flesh giving to cold, hard steel and back again. The coolness of flesh newly exposed to the air, the slightest breeze across sweat dampened skin raising waves of goose-bumps. Breath warmly washing over her neck, her shoulders, lips and teeth tugging at her ears, her throat. And within, a slow, burning build of desire, of pleasure that raced it's way through her body, playing across her nerves in a surging electric tingle that left her shuddering and breathless. The pleasure peaked, and for Lot there was nothing outside herself, nothing but a firestorm within that blazed white hot pleasure right down to the core of her being.

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" It does not have to be just a memory, something remembered less and less keenly as time passes" Phrenz's voice whispered in Lot's ear as she leaned against his form to catch her breath, and it was a seduction stronger than any mere tugging at the desires of flesh. It spoke right to her very soul. " Set one free, and she may enjoy the rewards of that freedom, may renew the memory as often as she likes."

Lighthawk wrote: Asyd
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The room was blissfully empty as Asyd scrambled inside. A moment later, and the sunlight streaming in from outside was blocked off, and a rumbling growl proceeded a blast of foulest breath that filled the small space. The saurian lowered it's huge head down to look in at Asyd.

Asyd smiled, raising her autogun. The sharp crack of the rifle was followed immediately by a sound like a ripe melon thrown to the pavement as the huge beast's eye exploded with a gush of ichor.

The creature's ensuing roar was deafening in the enclosed hallway, and Asyd made a hasty retreat back to the room she started in.

Asyd
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Over the pained bellowing and stomping of the saurian, Asyd could just make out the computerized female voice that had spoken at the start of her ordeal. " Subjects are not permitted to return to or remain within the starting zone. Please vacate immediately." The saurian's long arm came suddenly shooting down the hallway, meter long claws hooking into the steel door and ripping it from the hinges as if made of paper.

Test time 0012

"F*ck you, you b*tch. I ain't planning to stay." Asyd mumbled to the computerized voice as she opened her backpack. She used her sword to slice open the bottles of cooking oil, and slung them down the hall toward the bellowing monster, the oil coating the floor around the entrance.

Then, she retrieved the canister of fuel, and readied herself.

Asyd
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With a floor shaking crash the saurian brought it's claws down on the outer wall of the hallway, searing off nearly half a meter of the structure into rubble. It's arm reaching in again, claws swiping through the air that much closer.

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"Frak frak fraking frak," Mir grumbled as he looked at Solaria's face. He pulled up the bottom of his shirt and ripped off a long strip. He leaned over to Solaria and tied the strip of cloth around her head. "Alright sugar, that oughta let you relax." He grabbed Solaria's longlas and stood up in his seat, using the scope to look around.

Mir
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" I really hate this place," Solaria whined.

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Mir slowly became aware of an approaching sound, a constanting thundering racket that echoed down the streets, growing louder and louder. " That sounds like an engine," Solaria commented. " Combustion style," she added after a few seconds.

Test time 0012

Asyd rolled the bottle of fuel down the hall toward the spreading puddle of oil, and the beast's reaching arms. As soon as it rolled into the puddle, she squeezed the trigger of the autorifle.

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"Yeah, me too."

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"Crap...," Mir looked around them. "Ok sugar, you're gonna have to help me get this thing moving." Mir reached over and grabbed Solaria's harness undoing it. He started to try and move her but decided different. Instead he stepped over the console and lifted her up. He dropped into the seat then dropped her on his lap.

Asyd
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The round shattered the bottle, sparking as it skipped off the floor. With a great FWOOMP! and a sudden rush of air the hallway erupted into flames. The saurian bellowed again, a piercing screech this time, yanking it's arm free. Roaring up a fury, the great beast's stomping footsteps could be heard heading down the street.

Mir
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Solaria gave an indignant sqawk as Mir lifted her, and sat very stiff in his lap. " I swear," she hissed. " If you get any ideas..."

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"You'll bloody what? You're a third my size and at the moment blind. Now righteous indignation later, we gotta get going." He looks over the controls. "You're gonna have to tell me what to do."

Mir
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Solaria sighed. " First buckle us both in, this is going to be rough. Then you need to hit the ignition rune, and find the throttle." She began to run Mir through the controls, reaching out to place her hands on them as she named them and described their function. Down the street, Mir caught sudden motion out of the corner of his eye.