Jisoo, Elona, Jack
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Lillian is caught up immediately in the makeout Eloo forces on her, but perhaps to the group's surprise, she doesn't resist. In fact, one of the blonde's hands slides between Eloo's crotch and rubs her huge cock underneath her suit. The handler's tongue eagerly wrestles back, making the kiss quite sloppy and wet. When it's finally broken off by Eloo, Lillian's cheeks are flushed and she seems a bit out of breath, caught off guard by the sudden break off after such lustful aggression.
"Yes.. um food! Right..."
She brushes her mid-length hair from her face and stops her own panting before speaking further.
"I've brought some food. Not usually one for picnics, but..."
Lillian walks back to her SUV and pulls out a large cooler. She doesn't use her telekinesis to do so, either because she's a preferred hands-on person or because the tow truck men are still in the vicinity. She carries it over and drops it on the grass infront of the three of you.
"All kinds of sandwich meat inside, bread, soda, Gatorade, and ice to keep it all cool."
Lillian places her hands on her hips, a small smile on her face, and says, "If you want, you can still go to a restaurant. Wouldn't blame you. But there's food anyway. Is there anything else I can help you three with before I go?"
Tessa, Jade
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As Jade eagerly returns the kiss, she could swear she feels something between the woman's legs... something you wouldn't expect to find, and it was certainly big. However, before Jade can be sure, the kiss is broken off, and the woman slightly steps apart from Jade.
"Only the beautiful girls. I sensed you both were a bit more open minded than most. I certainly felt the way you both looked at me. Don't worry, I find it flattering."
Mia brushes her hair out of her face, and says, "I wouldn't have taken the plunge if I wasn't sure. Good instincts."
When you ask her to show you Fujisato, she giggles and says, "Not much here, unfortunately. But, I can certainly show you a good time. Especially if you're willing to lose your clothes. I promise at least one more -big- surprise tonight."
At that moment, the receptionist returns and places two keys on the counter for Jade and Tessa, tagged with the room number '304'. Mia glances at the keys and says, "Would you like me to show me to your rooms? I promise if I bite, you'll be begging for it."
The woman has an undeniable air of confidence and lust around her, it was almost irresistible. Jade was likely at least a little curious about what she felt between Mia's legs.
Willow, Georgia
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(Telekinesis roll 18, Molten arm roll 16, Enemy pistol roll 9)
The golden glow of their irises is distracting and burns fiercely as they point their pistols at you. There's suddenly a silence after you explain yourselves, as if they're thinking or considering your excuse. However, it's at that moment that Georgia fires molten projectile lava at one soldier and following that, Willow fires telekinetically with her own handgun. Both soldiers go down with screams of agony and fire off their hand guns in vain as the bullets hit the wall or floor around the two meta humans. Most of the first soldier's body is melted away as he dies in complete agony, taking some of the tiled floor with him, while the other is filled full of lead, not expecting the attack since he never saw her move when the bullets hit him.
Both soldiers, now very clearly dead, are visible from the hallway for all to see. You notice no passing patrols as of right now, but it would only be a matter of minutes, possibly even seconds, until someone need only look down the hall to see two clearly dead men, not to mention the many gunshots.
Meanwhile, outside, you see a few squads of soldiers gathering in the rain, but you couldn't really see or tell for what from here.
Lauren
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(Transition from morning to noon)
The captain says, "-He- is rather unstable and we think he might need psychiatric help. Hopefully, with the resolving of the Xenos situation, he might just 'fix' on his own, or so I can hope. If you want further information, ask the soldiers on duty, they'll pull up his file if you need it."
Other than that, the captain has really nothing left for you and you're on your way. You head down to the crew quarters and find it to be fairly tame. There were armed guards all over the deck, patrolling, and doing constant security checks. Nobody stops you, likely because the captain had informed them already not to interfere with you. You get many looks, some of hate, some of lust, but mostly of curious indifference. Soldiers weren't allowed to leave their bunks unless it was their shift on duty, it was time for food, or it was time to shower.
You eventually head by the mess hall and find that lunch was just finished serving, to your dismay. You would have to wait until dinner to get something to eat.
With a rumbling tummy, you head to the brig. Two soldiers guard the door, as was the norm on this level, and they open it for you when you approach. Inside, you see a handful of small cells, all of them occupied. The sergeant on duty nods at you and says, "I know you're here for Garcia. He's on the end."
Assuming you follow his direction, you walk to the very last cell. The room is oddly silent and smells of man sweat. The soldiers look at you, with mixed fear and hope, probably having some kind of delusions that you might be the one to get them out. Garcia is on the end, sitting silently staring at the wall. Your shoes against the floor get his attention and he slowly turns to you. He seems to be wearing an eyepatch over his right eye. Was it missing or injured? You couldn't be sure.
He mumbles, "You're not a marine are you... Get me off of this ship... please..."
Zoe
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Blake scoffs, "What? You were a marine? I guess we're supposed to feel better than. One of our own checking in on us. Horse shit. I don't know you. For all I know, this ship's being scuttled next week. I've been kept out of the dark since that... fuck up."
He sighs and puts his pen down. He swiftly closes the folder on his desk and slides it into one of the few drawers on his small workspace.
"Listen here, there's a mutiny brewing. Captain thinks I'm leading it. It's all a mess. I'm the one under room arrest while the real shit is stirring on deck right now. Something's gotten into the boys. Not sure what. It's beyond me. Some of the best marines I've ever known are on this ship and somehow, they got it in their head they don't want to be US soldiers and they want out right now. The squad I fought with was Garcia's. We locked him up before the brawl. He was shirking duty, he was cutting himself, he wasn't conducting any kind of personal hygiene. Textbook suicidal shit. We put him on watch, his squad comes to confront me the next day. I tell them to fall out and head to their bunks. They raise fists and try to beat me to death. I get the blame because I was the ranking officer and I've had... problems with those men before. Captain assumed I was doing some old fashioned discipline, but no... not this time, anyway."
He shrugs and says, "I'd start with Garcia's fire team. Get 'em talking somehow, get them relaxed, and find out what's going on. They're tight knit, even for marines. I personally can't leave and not a lot of men want to stick their necks out for me right now with the captain on my ass."