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Current We are such stuff as dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
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@Dragonite777

Sorry about the ambush, but no little bitch talks to Condor that way without getting taken down hard.

Also, after you bitch talk a psychopath make sure you don't wander off to an isolated location where you can easily get killed.
"For future reference, if you plan to talk bad about me, keep me out of earshot. I can pick out the backhanded comments that were for me as well... ... ...I'm in no databases due to the agency-burying, so I technically don't exist. Yet you toy with me? If you need me, or want to murder me, I'll be out back having a cig."

Condor sat calming watching as Birdseed lost her shit and ranted on like a madwoman before storming back out of the house. Taking a sip from her beer she placed the rest of the can down on the counter before reaching over and sliding the last unopened can over to Kheshig. "This is my fourth, and I think that'll be all for me tonight, help yourself to that one, I'll be heading out to pick up some more in the morning. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a little something to take care of."

Stepping out of the room Condor made her way back to her room and a moment later she was walking out into the back garden, heading for the spot she knew Birdseed would be hiding. Almost without making a sound Condor stepped up behind the younger woman and reached up to grab her by the throat, her fingers closing around Birdseed's throat so she could barely breath, let alone cry for help, while at the same time jamming the silencer pistol up hard into Birdseed's back.

Dragging the shorter woman back, away from the house, Condor made sure they were out of sight before tripping Birdseed up and pushing her down face first in the mud. Quickly grabbing the woman's arms she pulled them behind her back before reaching round and pulling the front of Birdseed's sweatshirt up over her head so that it pressed against the back of her neck and trapped her arms at the same time.

Kneeling down, with her kneecap wedge firmly between Birdseed's shoulder blades, Condor pressed the muzzle of the silencer into Birdseed's cheek, making sure she could see the weapon clearly as her eyes peered up at Condor in terror. Only once she was sure Birdseed was trapped and paying attention did Condor begin to talk. "It's your turn to listen now, bitch. What you did today was a mistake, a big mistake, and at the moment I don't even know whether you might've killed us or not."

The night was cold and Condor was fully aware that her bathrobe had fallen open around her, making her body shake as a reflex to the chilly night air. "You broke protocol, endangered the mission, left fingerprints at the scene, left witnesses who could identify us alive and, if the gang had off-site recording in place, which I know I would have, left surveillance footage showing all three of us at that shop."

Condor's hands were steady, despite the cold, and her voice had a steel intensity which made sure Birdseed knew the fury that Condor had gone to such lengths to hide earlier was only now bubbling to the surface. Condor knew rage though, she knew exactly how to control it, how to direct it, and right now it was all directed towards the stupid cunt lying in the mud beneath her.

"You may have been wiped from agency records, but you went on sanctioned operations for them, which means the government has records on you. That means the people you acted against have records on you, especially if you acted the way you did today when working for your 'super-secret' agency. You leave traces, everywhere you go, but don't even notice, because you're sloppy. For all I know there could already be people on their way here to kill us, so all I want is to enjoy a nice relaxing drink and chill out, before the mayhem starts.

"I could kill you right now, grab my things and be out of the country in less than two hours. By the time the others even thought of wondering where you'd gone I'd be mist. And right now you're making it very difficult for me not to pull the trigger and be out of here. The only reason I don't is because this place has a great hot tub, and I'd rather not see that go to waste."


Condor pulled the pistol out of Birdseed's face and reached back grabbing the woman's arm, twisting it just enough to make sure Birdseed felt it. "And here's what's going to happen next. I'm going to get off you, and I'll walk back to the house. You're going to count to two hundred before you follow me. When we get inside we're going to play nice, we'll smile at each other and laugh at each other's jokes." Condor twisted Birdseed's arm just a little further, until she could hear the tendons creaking under the pressure as she leant down closer to the woman's ear, "And you're never, never, going to ask me about my past ever again. Now nod your head so I know you understand me, and that this time, this time you're going to follow orders."
What in the nine was he going to do with three kids?

Breakfast, lunch and dinner?
Henrietta: "...I heard that..."
Henrietta: "Wait... if Sasha isn't the nug then she must be... Can you excuse me for a moment, I think I need to go help someone out of a deathtrap filled with poisoned spikes lovely, warm bubble bath, sorry I meant to say lovely, warm bubble bath just then. No poisoned spikes anywhere near it. Or in it."
@Pripovednik Female, early 30s, married.

*shivers a little and licks her lips as she eyes the fist with a hungry need*
@Adorabadass@Saarebas

Henrietta: "After I spent all that time building the special automated baking oven? Really Freddy, you should try it. The cookies are delicious once you pick all the burnt bits off. And I don't think what you do with Sasha can be called 'cuddling' Paxton, not when it makes her squeal like that."
@Pripovednik I'm @Genni, if you want to know more than that it'll be $20/hr.1
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"That is an...Interesting way of getting payback. Though you may have created a second me in this team, if not worse. You eat as if you have holes in your mouth, Not going to throw on any clothes?"

Condor shrugged her shoulder at Kheshig's comment on her methods, "We all do what we know, and it wasn't as though I could kill the little tramp, we might still need her down the road. Maybe if she was a little more like you the mission wouldn't have gotten so messy."

Finishing off the last of her donut with a couple of quick bites Condor reached for the kitchen towels she had nearby and wiped her hands clean. She was about to clean the counter when she saw Kheshig had already beaten her to it, so instead scrunched the towels into a ball and pitched them across the room into the garbage can. "I've learnt to eat when I can, life's a little tougher when you're on your own without some huge organisation covering your back every second."

Glancing through the French windows Condor quickly waved her hand around to indicate the house they were using, paying no heed to the way her bathrobe began to pull loose from her belt. "This place is a mansion compared to what I'm used to, especially the pool house," As she remembered the feel of the hot water soaking into her skin Condor reached down and hugged herself, causing the front of her robe to fall open just enough to flash her cleavage. "I could really get used to a home like this, If it weren't for the company."

As she made her barbed comment Condor turned her gaze back out into the living room, where Birdseed was still munching on the pretzels. Condor had a bad feeling about the woman, and she it only made things worse that she couldn't just fix the problem the way she normally would.

Turning her attention back to Kheshig Condor tugged at the hem of her robe, just enough to flash a nipple before letting the fabric fall back into place, "What's wrong, you don't like the way I look?" She asked the tech with a playful smile. "If it's the bathrobe you just have to say the word and I'll happily take it off for you."

Tossing her head back with a laugh Condor quickly drained her beer can, crushed it and toss it into the recycling bin before reaching for another. "You gonna want that?" She asked Kheshig, tapping a nail against the last can on the plastic loop as she cracked open the one she had with her other hand.
Turning back into the bedroom with a relieved sigh Astrape moved back towards her sister, almost stumbling over a small stool sitting in the middle of the room. Reaching down she quickly moved the surprisingly heavy seat up beside the bed before lifting her skirt and pressing her naked buttocks firmly against the leather cushion. The leather was pleasantly soft and Astrape couldn't help but jiggle around a little as she felt it gently molding itself to her backside.

Leaning over her sister, spreading her legs wider and rolling her crotch down to press into the leather as she did, Astrape reached over and helped rub Bronte's belly. "You know it's better to let it out then to try to keep it in." She said, pressing her hand hard up under her sister's ribs.

Opening her mouth wide Bronte belched out a huge burst of air which smashed apart the far wall and escaped off into the night's sky, where it later formed into a giant storm cloud which flooded the towns, a church and a brothel, which greatly surprised the preacher who'd just been... in the middle of a sermon at the church... naked... with a young lady under each arm... also naked...
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