Bogdan & Lazar, the two guards who were carefully patrolling the elevators on the first floor weren’t expecting visitors to come any time soon. Things were getting a bit too boring for them, but they were very well-aware that there were some certain responsibilities that needed to be taken, which is why they tried their best not to complain much about not encountering too much action or excitement like the other members seemed to do. After all, those positions of theirs granted them the privilege to drink as much as they wanted when they were off duty, so it wasn’t all bad for the comrades in white & blue.
Things got a little interesting when a mysterious, hooded lady with spiky, metal legs entered the establishment completely unannounced, though. Bogdan and Lazar have never seen someone so unusual-looking in their lives before, which, of course, made them feel even more wary about her as they placed their fingers on the triggers of their assault rifles, ready to pull them in case things became worse.
Bogdan then spoke up with a serious tone in his voice, a tone that would usually intimidate the typical frail explorer who thinks it’s a good idea to enter private properties with guards armed to the teeth.
“Stop moving, lady! Do you have any business with Mr. Lebedev for you to be walking in here?”
Fuck! Guns! The men inside had guns! She should have expected something like this, especially in a city like Miami. Sidon panicked, looking around for a tear in the fabric of spacetime to be able to make a swift exit if needed, only to find she was stuck with only the doorway as an exit point. The men were threatening to shoot her if she moved, though, so she couldn’t just take a few steps back and disappear...
She very nearly began to shift backwards, eyes trained on the uniformed men in front of her- which, of course, would be hard to tell since she had no pupils- when she stopped entirely, focusing on their words. Mr. Lebedev. Who was that? The owner of this place; their boss, surely.
And a possible opportunity to keep exploring this pristine place. She’d take what she could get, as always.
“Ye-yeah! Lebedev! I’m here to see him, we... Heh. We go way back.” Frozen in place with her hands in the air, it was sort of hard for her to smile, but she managed anyway, cheeks going pink as she did so.
With her shirt tied around her waist, she felt so very naked in front of these armed men.
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