Her answering machine woke her, in an attempt to ignore the world she rolled over pulling her pillow over her head. It was only after the fire alarm goes off did she determine the point of the message...And as if to inform her this was no bad dream the sprinkler system goes off!
"What the F*ck Mothering hell!" She exclaimed! Bolting out of the her room she stands in the hall her hair the only thing covering her beautiful skin.
"Wait work?! But I was supposed to find the meaning of life. What the Hell is a hell coin?!" The sound of a throat clearing, drew her attention. A little "guy" He lacks any real manly qualities probably a teenager. His face seemed to be gaining a red glow, what was he embarrassed about, she's the one standing nude in t....Nude...
NUDE!
Instantly she vanished back into the now pool of a room. Gothic emerged once more wearing her attire, Something between a Commander, a Ringleader, and a stripper.
"I must apologize for my future actions. But it is the only reaction I can logically come up with to punish you for the sin of looking upon the perfection of my form without my consent." The guy cocked a brow unsure of what to make of what she was saying, his confusion would only grow as the crimson woman reached into her hat....
"Its in here somewhere, just a moment." She proceeded to turn her hat upside down and shake it.
SLAM! CLANK! SCreeeChhhHHH! "Bye Bye byeeee!" Thud!
The poor guy stared in awe as various impossible devices fell from the small top-hat. His jaw practically hit the floor as Gothic's upper torso disappeared within it! A muffled cry of victory as she seemed to find her tool of choice, she pulls herself free of the hat holding a jar!
"I am in a hurry so this will have to do..." Setting it down in front of guy, the hat began to
Eat the devices that had been dumped prior?!?
With nothing more said she began walking unfolding the massive brochure, looking for some clue to where work is.
The building was far nicer than what she had been expecting, the motif wasn't exactly her favorite but hey everyone likes a different iron maiden. The building staff all seemed to know her already...it was rather ego inflating, she was important enough to know! Though the only answer she seemed to get was a finger point to the direction she should be heading. Finally after this perilous adventure she reached a rather impressive set of doors.
"You may enter, Miss Corset."Now that was impressive. As she entered, she took of her hat and gave a rather enthusiastic bow. A swarm of hell hornets flew into the hat from no where?! A singular large one tailed the swarm carrying a very familiar jar.
"Gothic Corset, at your mercy. But before we begin, who's flesh am I to flay for the pleasurable shower I was forced to take this morning?" A submissive threat, just one of her many skills.