Tai-San:Evil Doer Headquaters:Mega
Tai-San hadn't slept the night before, she'd laid on the mattress in the Pharmacy and thought about what had happened. When it was all said and done, she'd cried until she could cry no more, sobbing softly into the pillow there. She was terrified of what she'd done, what bad energies she could have brought in with that, though she felt no bad energies, Tai-San didn't really feel like she knew herself anymore.
It was halfway through the night before she knew what she had to do, or felt like she did anyway. Tai-San dressed quickly, changing her shirt, removing her bra. She slipped the poncho over her head, then put on her cloak. She slipped out through the carpark exit long after everyone had slipped off to their own beds, the dawn was coming upon her as she walked through the city. She stopped, however, she didn't know what she was doing, or what she was going to say, or how, and she stopped into the Casino, ordering a drink, like she hadn't had enough, then paying for a loaf of bread and some butter by trading in her necklace, part of her matching set. Oh well, it didn't matter, the bread made her feel better, and she could get more trinkets any time. In an effort to get back to her former self, Tai-San remembered that possessions weren't important, spiritual wholeness was.
Tai-San finished the loaf of bread, she was amazed, she had no idea she was that hungry, she hadn't even thought of food since dinner, and this was the first time, she realized, that she was able to keep it down. That thought, however, brought her task at hand back to the forefront of her mind, and she quieted her nerves, going over and over in her head the plans she had. She was going to find out what was real and what wasn't, and she was going to hurt him like he had never been hurt before.
Tai-San stood up and left, exiting the building as the sun came up, it was brighter now, and she headed quickly down the streets, pulling her cloak hood up and tighter around her head as she ventured closer. Entering the building, she glanced around, and before she could move two guards were upon her. "STATE YOUR NAME!"
Throwing the hood of her cloak back, they both audibly gasped and she gave them a demure sideways smile, "Good morning boys, are you happy to see Mummy?" She was teasing, of course, and she unhooked her cloak, taking it off and hanging it next to the door on a coat rack. "Is he here?" she asked casually, as if this was an expected visit. The two guards stood up straighter, sucking their stomachs in, and when neither answered her she glared, "Answer me!"
"Ma'am, yes ma'am," the one of the left answered, and Tai-San slunk closer to them, her hand coming out to touch the one who'd answered her on the chest. "Good boy," she purred quietly, "I expect you have more important things to do than follow me around, go back to your stations before something seriously bad happens," she commanded softly as she walked away, backwards, turning around and heading for the familiar room.
She entered the dim room, no hum of a computer met her ears, and it almost hurt for the silence. She closed the door ever so quietly, turning on her heels and slipping her poncho off, walking closer and closer to the bed. She was on top of him in moments, rolling him from his side onto his back, and her hands met his throat, pushing down. Tai-San was pissed, and she was going to teach him a thing or two about messing with her mind!
It was halfway through the night before she knew what she had to do, or felt like she did anyway. Tai-San dressed quickly, changing her shirt, removing her bra. She slipped the poncho over her head, then put on her cloak. She slipped out through the carpark exit long after everyone had slipped off to their own beds, the dawn was coming upon her as she walked through the city. She stopped, however, she didn't know what she was doing, or what she was going to say, or how, and she stopped into the Casino, ordering a drink, like she hadn't had enough, then paying for a loaf of bread and some butter by trading in her necklace, part of her matching set. Oh well, it didn't matter, the bread made her feel better, and she could get more trinkets any time. In an effort to get back to her former self, Tai-San remembered that possessions weren't important, spiritual wholeness was.
Tai-San finished the loaf of bread, she was amazed, she had no idea she was that hungry, she hadn't even thought of food since dinner, and this was the first time, she realized, that she was able to keep it down. That thought, however, brought her task at hand back to the forefront of her mind, and she quieted her nerves, going over and over in her head the plans she had. She was going to find out what was real and what wasn't, and she was going to hurt him like he had never been hurt before.
Tai-San stood up and left, exiting the building as the sun came up, it was brighter now, and she headed quickly down the streets, pulling her cloak hood up and tighter around her head as she ventured closer. Entering the building, she glanced around, and before she could move two guards were upon her. "STATE YOUR NAME!"
Throwing the hood of her cloak back, they both audibly gasped and she gave them a demure sideways smile, "Good morning boys, are you happy to see Mummy?" She was teasing, of course, and she unhooked her cloak, taking it off and hanging it next to the door on a coat rack. "Is he here?" she asked casually, as if this was an expected visit. The two guards stood up straighter, sucking their stomachs in, and when neither answered her she glared, "Answer me!"
"Ma'am, yes ma'am," the one of the left answered, and Tai-San slunk closer to them, her hand coming out to touch the one who'd answered her on the chest. "Good boy," she purred quietly, "I expect you have more important things to do than follow me around, go back to your stations before something seriously bad happens," she commanded softly as she walked away, backwards, turning around and heading for the familiar room.
She entered the dim room, no hum of a computer met her ears, and it almost hurt for the silence. She closed the door ever so quietly, turning on her heels and slipping her poncho off, walking closer and closer to the bed. She was on top of him in moments, rolling him from his side onto his back, and her hands met his throat, pushing down. Tai-San was pissed, and she was going to teach him a thing or two about messing with her mind!