“I’m moving towards the rear of the mansion. No apparent defenses at this point. Should be safe for Titan to proceed with his portion. Red Ring is returning to Alliance One,” reported Ghost Venom.
Two minutes later, the Argentinian accent of Brujeria whispered into his ears, “Ghost, Red Ring had to be isolated due to exposure to the gas pending resolución. Your condición?
“I’m aware of the exposure. No noticeable affects at this time. However, Titan, expedite your arrival. There are four females within the house.”
“You want ta repeat that Ghost?” replied Deathstalker.
“I said I can sense four female targets. Titan, expedite arrival if the gas is being used defensively. Acknowledge.”
In the main bay of Alliance One, the team chattered.
“He’s more affected than he thinks.”
“Ya think?”
“Yes, I don’t recall that he has never specifically called out possible targets by, umm, biological differences.”
“Maybe it’s relevant?”
“How could it be relevant?”
“I am sure its pertinente to him.”
“He’s not like that you…..”
“I think we should send Gleam Shimmer to retrieve him. The filtration system in her enhanced armor should prevent any direct exposure of chemical gas.”
A couple minutes later……
“I have entered the rear of the mansion. No apparent physical defenses. Searching the north wing now. I have encountered one maid so far. I remain undetected, and minimally affected. Titan, report upon your entrance of the front door. I think disguises are no longer required.”
“One cleaning lady and she’s running to call the police,” replied Titan.
“Then we need to expedite the search. Any way to target the emissions?”
“Jigsaw is working on one,” chimed in Henri.
“Titan – can you retrieve?”
“I will fly to meet him in just a moment,” replied Henri.
“I’ve cleared the rest of the first floor. Another maid and a cook. Heading into the basement,” reported Ghost Venom.
Approximately sixty seconds later…..
“I have a problem…….May need to sssssend down Gleam Ssssshimmerssss. There’sss a nisssstream back in the woodssss…..”comes the sibilant and emotional tones from Ghost before he continues, “Titan, sssomewhere in the basssement. Much ssstronger.”
“I’m not a sex toy when it’s not me you want,” retorted Gleam Shimmer angrily.
“That’sss not what I meant, baby,” Venom replies, having meant just that.
“Take care of the problem now,” commanded Brujeria.
“I can handle it,” he says gruffly.
The mental link directly from Ghost Venom to Gleam Shimmer indicates a much different story, without the sibilance of the fangs and tongue. “It’s not the aphrodisiac, Shawna, not much, anyway. I just saw this great little mountain stream back there, the cold winter water over my hot body, plus you like it when my tongue is…..’
“Santa Madre de Dios” blasts back from Brujeria before shutting down the link.
“Ghost is most definido not handling it.” Brujeria states over the commlink.
“I’m on my way,” chortles Gleam Shimmer as she dives out of the aircraft in her purple and silver armor.
Last Dreams 