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@Genni Can't lie, that was a nice twist ending XD
@Genni Archangel's actually off site. That was one of the first posts by Jangel13: setting up elsewhere, lol. You could pick up one of the earpieces we used during the mission. Either way, nice idea at possibly ruining future relations XD
Cecelia was surprised by Condor's response. Se hadn't expected any physical response from her teammate. Almost jumping a little from her stroking at first, Cecelia soon let her body enjoy the sensations Condor was giving it. She then blushes after her body shivers out of a combination of anticipation and pleasure. "Well, I guess you can tell my body likes it." Leaning back onto Condor a little and letting her eyes close, Cecelia admits, "I haven't had anyone touch me like this in years. Mostly because I never thought anyone would want to... ya know... do that sort of stuff with me."
Feeling blood rush down between her legs, Cecelia clamped her mouth shut so she didn't make an unsolicited noise that would make her body's responses be more obvious. She put her hands around the back of Condor's shoulders and finally answered the woman's question outright. "I'd have to say that yes, I do like it. Especially because all this stimulation is bringing up biological wants that I don't think I'd be able to fill for myself, being out of practice with myself for about as long as with other people." Cecelia blushed a little at her admittance, but it couldn't be helped. All those years keeping from even stimulating herself were all rushing down there and making her all hot and bothered.
@SimplyJohn if it's a nonlethal smoke bomb or something like that, I think it's plausible for Patch to make it in our little Pharmacy
@SilverWolfAngel that's fine. But like it was said in the post, at the very least Maggie's worked with all of them enough. You can figure how much you want to have worked with the others at your discression
"Aha, and that, sir, is where you're... less correct. Not wrong, exactly, but the magic shield system is opened by glyphs. A runic glyph is etched into the hand of the accessor and can only let that person in. Now, for a guest, that guard would have to go in to the magic-barrier-control-room-place and use something that opens the barrier for a few seconds. Thus, I'm afraid to say, is why we can't force our way in. The glyphs stop working if the hand is detached or the guard is dead. Possession won't work either, so I've been told. I was told by my info broker that the barrier also cleanses the entrant of enchantments. And that the control-room-place is near the middle of the mansion. They keep this place on a tight leash. And the closest public event is nearly a year from now. We don't have that kind of time." Quickly explaining the bad news and all of the 'we can't's, Maggie continues with good news.
"So, instead, my info broker also mentioned a tool that could tear a hole in the barrier is being moved to another place at the end of this week. We can either catch it in-transit or at its destination. Either will work. There's roof access, so Luck, you'll have no problem getting in. The hard part is gonna be getting out. It's pretty hefty. It's about the size of a crossbow, so we can't exactly hide it. We'll need to transport it quickly to the magic mansion, cause if we wait, word gets out. Security increases. Yadda yadda yadda. So till then, either we can be a more permanent team, since we call on each others' talents regularly anyways, or we can go our separate ways till the end of the week. Whadda ya guys say?" Maggie ended with a huge smile, looking around at her, dare say, friends. Most frequent partners? Really good acquaintances? No matter the title, they could all be set for their own individual lives with this one heist.
Just wait until you see what I have planned for Condor next, if the plot lets me get it in that is. >D


Oh, my. We have plenty of social down-time while operation Surprise gets un-fucked (not going to be too hard, since it's 7 guards, one of them can smooth talk and the other two have a speciality in acrobatics, so they can dodge the heck out of the guys. Though if the guns come out, it might get harder to dodge)
Rolling her eyes at Kheshig's gestures at the poolhouse's corners, Cecelia smiles at his word fumbling and giggles a little at how much a grown man, an international operative (at this point) no less, can't handle a pair of girls in the hot tub. Yes, they're naked, but why is that always the male focal point? No matter, Kheshig leaves, in a bit of a hurry, and Cecelia re-centers her focus on Condor.
Feeling Condor's foot rising, Cecelia started to take 'playful/cheerful footsie-type thing' off the list, but didn't want to assume too much by taking 'unconscious movement' off the list just yet. The foot in question had gotten very far up her thigh, and Cecelia was starting to question Condor about her foot when it was removed, so Cecelia dropped the whole thought. Though, nothing has even been in that area when not cleaning it for maybe two or three years now. Shrugging off any sexual thoughts, Cecelia nodded in silent agreement with Condor's statement about it being enough for now. "Yeah, too long in here and we'd be pruned for hours, and there's not much that could help us there."
Not expecting the show Condor was giving her, Cecelia's eyes widened a little, with all the water glistening on her as Condor, more or less, showed off everything to her. As for the drink offer, Cecelia nodded as she herself exited the tub, grabbed her swimming equipment and headed back with Condor to their changing room, without bothering to put the swimsuit back on. "I'll just go with you. I don't know what we have here, but if we have the ingredients, I plan to make a Flaming Dr. Pepper. Best mixed drink I've had. Mostly cause it tastes like Dr. Pepper and uses three liquors, so you can get drunk fast and not have it taste super bitter. I usually drink to get drunk, and when I do I usually get quiet and tired. Anyways, it's just kinda hard for me to hit a state of pure drunkenness, because of the psychology I unconsciously use on myself."
Once in the changing room, Cecelia dried off as usual, tossing the towel into the pile of her clothes that need to be washed. Pulling out a sports bra and sweatpants, Cecelia dresses herself in such and looks over at Condor. "So... In the hot tub... Was there any agenda to that foot...? Or conversation...? Cause I'm just now analysing it more in-depth, and it seems like there was a theme of underlying sexual connotations with your body language, foot, and word choices." Her lack of people skills and word choice never fail to make her seem clumsy and unsure of herself. She knew what she was wanting to say, but this time, realizing the possible sexual implications, she got flustered at the thought of someone wanting her in a sexual manner. Or any intimate manner for that matter. She's never found herself attractive, which is why she usually hides in the lab.
@Genni Yeah. It seems that making someone who's almost asexual to have sex would be kind of an achievement.
Brennen nods and grunts in agreement. Deciding it's better than nothing, he grabs the bonfire-sword and holds it with both hands. It looks like it's a rusty curved sword. "Eh, never know when you're gonna need another weapon. Plus, it's a little reminder that the Time of Bonfires are over. Anything that can potentially stave off insanity is help. So, where do you want to go? There's a cave over there that supposedly has a crossroad to other major cities, along with that ashy area over on that end of the land. Then there's the city's front gates over there. No idea what's over there, though. Probably just nature and stuff."
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