Konica

Galaxy at War: Tales of the Crimson Legion

"Taking any other path would invite suspicion. We go straight through. Act like you belong and no one will be the wiser."

The elevator was ornate, as expected of a casino elevator. Mirrors gave the illusion of space that wasn't there, and distracted from the hidden security cameras. Once they hit the casino floor, the sound of slot machines and cards shuffling wafted at them. No windows, no clocks, just free drinks and pretty waitresses to keep you gambling.

"Let's find out where the security office is. I'm gonna nose around." Acacia casually left the group and found a craps table to leak money on. She had her eyes on a cute waitress in a revealing uniform. The girl must've noticed because she came over and gave Acacia a drink. She knew what to do, she's seen it in so many spy movies before: flirt with the waitress until she spills the beans. Except Acacia didn't know how to flirt. All she could do is look the waitress in the eyes and say "Hello". She finished off her drink and lost another $100 before coming up with plan B.

"Do you know where the security office is?" she said with casual poise. The waitress happily obliged. With objective completed, Acacia returned to the others. "I found it" she said pulling out a napkin with directions written on it. "Its in room 3016 on the third floor. Off the elevator we turn left, make a right on the third hallway, and its the 5th room on the right" On the other side of the napkin she found a lipstick mark with a phone number written on it.

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Oh dear...

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Lisa: (jealousy maximizes)

I finally have an excuse to use that emote

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Silent Observer said
Lillith turned to Cooper “Hey, I think Mari went here…”

Lisa: "But I'm the only one that calls her Mari..." (jealousy rises)

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Is that a challenge?

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Still here

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Don't say that! :(

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Looks its Rookery:

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Genesis was heavier than he looked, and his butt not as round or soft as Acacia expected. Every time Vanessa hit the breaks abruptly (which was often) Genesis was pushed back onto Acacia; it quickly got old. Her legs were falling asleep, her boobs were getting squished, and she hoped her clothes weren't getting wrinkled. Every once in a while they'd have to shift and readjust to find a comfortable position, and sometimes Acacia's equipment would poke Genesis uncomfortably. "Yup that's a bomb. Try not to sit on it." She noticed Vanessa eying them once in a while, probably amused by the sight, she couldn't blame her. Once the team reached the garage and parked, Acacia immediately opened the door to sweet freedom. She couldn't wait to stretch her legs out.

"So, guys," she (Vanessa) said, eyeing Heretic and Genesis, knowing that they'd be grateful to untangle themselves from each other. "Was my driving terrible, or was it terrible?"

"You know what's really terrible? Two people wearing one seat belt. Next time I'm driving." she said playfully. Once out Acacia straitened out her clothes and brushed them off, just like new. Next she searched for the most expensive looking cars in the garage, the ones that belonged to the horsemen. She hid remote explosives on the underside of each of them. Enough to incapacitate the vehicle just in case.

"You two lead the way. I'll open any doors you can't. I'll leave the fancy stuff to you."

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It came out of left field. By the time Lisa realized what was going on it was too late, Reed laid one on her. She was too drunk to react right away, making the kiss last longer than it should've. She didn't need this right now. Lisa reeled back, creating a chasm between them. Her eyes adverted, tears welling up from who knows where. A hand covered her mouth and a silence filled the room as she searched for the right words.

"...I don't need a shoulder to cry on. And even if I did, believe me, you don't wanna be that guy." Her voice was low and solemn. Regardless of how she felt, Reed was the only person she thought she could trust, and the only person that could help her find the killer. "If you could find out anything about Lilith Adams... her phone number, her address, anything would be useful. I saw some posts on her facebook about a party upstate tonight, I'm gonna check it out. You don't have to help me, but I'm gonna find her with or without you."

Without anything else to say, she went to the bathroom to get ready. A shower washes away the dizziness and drunkenness, she will need her wits tonight. A change of clothes into something fresh, something stylish that will blend right in at a party. In her purse an unused bottle of pepper spray that she had for who knows how long, and a black ski mask. A change of hair style, some make up, and contact lenses make a simple disguise. She hardly recognized her reflection in the mirror.