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Part 5
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In the sisters’ flat, Felicity was at work. Irene’s security system was one of the best of the world.
But Felicity was also one of the best hackers of the world. Nobody would ever tell it to Tinker, but Felicity was an even better hacker than her. And she already had had access to all of Tinker’s data and preliminary work. Now that she knew there was a second secret system, she could take it into account in her calculations.
All she needed was a gateway to the estate’s private server…
… and said gateway had been given to her. One of the fake official e-mails she had sent had been opened from a computer linked to the estate’s private server.
Now, all she needed was to ‘work her magic’. By the time Mag and the others would reach the estate, she’d be able to take control of the security cameras, and to feed them fake footage.
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Tina was restrained to one of the private jet’s seats.
Zoë was sitting in front of her. Next to the aristocrat, there was her bodyguard. Special agents of House Eudokia’s recon team were sitting on various parts of the plane.
Tina and Zoë were glaring at each other.
The silence was tense.
The jet’s intercom suddenly rang. Zoë activated it.
“Yes, mother?”
“Perfect... Is our friend secured?”
The young aristocrat glanced at Tina. “Yes.”
“My dear Tina. I trust you are enjoying your accommodations.”
“Of course. I love traveling first class.” the latter snarked back.
“Glad to see you haven’t lost your talent for repartee. I hope you’ll still be in a talkative mood once you’re back in my estate. For your sister’s sake.”
“They still haven’t found the USB-flashdrive, right?”
“I admit it, you found a good hideout. But in a way, I’m glad that you did it. It will be IMMENSELY more satisfying to deal with you in person. So I can humor you for a little while longer… But not too long, don’t worry.”
Irene stopped talking to Tina.
“Now, on to a more important matter. Zoë, when you return, make sure that my guests don’t see our dear Tina. I also expect you to be on your best behaviour.”
“Why?”
“I’m receiving Anastasia Monomachos. We will discuss the details of your wedding with her son.”
Zoë paled slightly. Apparently, the news was taking her completely by surprise. “But mother! Why didn’t you tell me before? Father promised me I-”
“Your father is dead, my daughter. I’m the one who knows what’s best for our family.”
“Basile or Constantin will be more willing to-”
Irene raised her voice. But only very slightly.
“Zoë Marika Leto Eudokia. Need I have to remind you that we have a reputation to uphold? I can’t marry a first daughter or a first son to someone from a House as minor as Anastasia’s if I can avoid it! Our standing won’t allow it!”
Zoë bitterly commented: “So you mean I’m the only one who’s disposable enough-”
“Your father has always spoiled you rotten, Zoë. It is time for you to fulfill your responsibilities to your House. Your personal wishes are irrelevant, when it comes to the standing of our family name.”
Irene ended the transmission without giving her daughter the possibility to answer.
Zoë was livid.
Her bodyguard tried to speak to her.
“I do not want to be disturbed.”
However, Tina couldn’t help but intervene.
“Hard to be called a spoiled brat when you do everything for your family, isn’t it? Especially since Theophano barely got a slap on the wrist after her fiasco.”
Zoë glared daggers at her. “One has to do everything for her family’s sake. I think you, of all people, know that.”
“Yes. But I also know my sisters love me, and will support me no matter what. They will never use me like some sort of disposable tool.”
“We’re all trying to survive with our lot in life.” Zoë retorted. “I was given everything I have ever wanted, I have no right to complain. It’s only fair that I repay the people who provided for me.”
Tina could perfectly see however that Zoë didn’t believe what she was saying. The aristocrat was simply trying to convince herself. Tina mentally took note of the information.
Apparently, not everything was perfect between Irene and her youngest daughter...
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When Mag saw Irene Eudokia in person, she used all her self-control to not jump the woman here and now, in order to squeeze her throat until she confessed where her sisters were locked. She knew it would ruin the entire infiltration.
She stayed in-character, playing the part of the silent professional bodyguard. The clone was using her tainted glasses to conceal her face as much as possible. She remained one step behind Agria and Cleo, with Blink, and made sure to avoid eye-contact with Irene. They had used make-up and hair-dye to hide her resemblance to the other sisters, so it should be fine. Thankfully, Irene didn't care about the hired help. In her eyes, they were as invisible as potted plants.
Agria walked forward to salute Irene. Cleo was following her one step behind. The two special combatants were perfect in playing their role. They had memorized all of Anastasia’s and Myrtle’s little tics, and knew all the things their two victims were supposed to know. They were following aristocratic etiquette without any misstep. Mag wouldn’t have been surprised to hear that Agria had learned by heart Anastasia’s entire family history and genealogical tree as well.
Irene was fooled.
Had she not seen them put on their make-up, wigs, and contact lenses; Mag would have been fooled too.
Irene herself was perfectly looking the part of the regal-looking aristocrat, with the gorgeous night blue one-piece dress she was wearing. The borders of the collar, of the bottom, and of the cuffs were golden. The woman’s greying copper red hair were tied into a sophisticated neck-bun, kept in place with a gold brooch adorned with a big diamond. One strand of hair was dyed white.
Salutations between members of the aristocracy of Irene’s home country were very long and formal. Mag thought she would never see the end of it. Now that she was finally inside the estate, now that freeing her sisters was withing reach, every second lost was unbearable.
Thankfully, eventually, Agria ended the long preliminary protocol.
“Now, milady. I propose we tackle the subject of this meeting.”
“With pleasure, Anastasia.”
Mag was actually a little impressed, and very unnerved, by how Irene was able to use a simple polite conversation to ruthlessly rub her superior social status on an other person. She required to be called ‘milady’ by a fellow aristocrat, but in return was familiarly using the woman’s first name. Beneath their veneer of politeness, these aristocrats were as ruthless as the coldest mob boss out there.
However, Anastasia’s social status among the aristocracy was too low to allow her to comment on that rudeness, so Agria didn’t either. She made a gesture of the hand towards Mag and Blink.
“You two are dismissed. I trust lady Eudokia to provide for my protection.”
Irene smiled lightly. According to the etiquette, what Agria had just done was a mark of great trust and of even greater respect. The special combatant was feeding the other woman’s ego, and it was working.
“Karen will show them the way to the kitchens. They will find something to eat. In the meantime, I propose that we go in my office.”
“Wonderful idea. Myrtle, come with me.”
Agria and Cleo followed Irene and her two bodyguards, and went to the first floor.
Irene’s butler stepped forward. “Follow me, please.” she told Blink and Mag.
The two infiltrators exchanged a look. It was their time to act. Agria and Cleo had explained to them that this sort of marital negotiations usually took a lot of time, and they intended to slow down things. The sisters had between two and three hours.
“With pleasure.” Mag said.
She quickly glanced at a security camera.
“The security system is under my control. Both the main one and the secret one.” Felicity said in her earpiece.
“I start to send them fake footage now.”
Mag allowed herself to smile.
The rescue operation was finally on.
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Karen actually didn’t make it to the kitchens.
The moment they were alone, in an empty corridor, Blink and Mag exchanged a glance. Since Felicity was now feeding fake footage to the security guards, they didn’t bother with subtlety.
One hand-gag and one nerve-pinch later, the strawberry-blond-haired grey-eyed butler was out like a light.
Since they were on schedule, Blink and Mag didn’t waste time with stripping Karen. (They wanted to steal guard uniforms.) They simply zip-tied the woman’s limbs, injected her with a knock-out serum, silenced her with a ball-gag, and stuffed her into the coat closet.
Then, they went looking for the other sisters.
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“Hey, Felicity! I’ve seen a woman exit the estate! Maybe we could-”
“It’s no use. She’s been fired. She won’t have a set of uniform.”
“Dang it…”
Stasis and Libido looked at the dejected-looking woman who was walking away. They were feeling the same way.
In the fake food trunk, the two sisters weren’t satisfied with the plan.
“Why the long faces?” Midori asked them.
“I wanted to go with Mag…” Stasis complained.
“She doesn’t trust us as much as she trusts everyone else…” Libido added. “She fears we may screw everything up…”
The two sisters exchanged a glance. They knew Mag’s reasons. They knew she had done it because she was worried about their sisters. She wanted to have the best chance at saving them. And if the rest of the family truly was dead… Well, Mag didn’t want her two remaining sisters to see the corpses. She was afraid it would destroy them. She was afraid to lose them as well.
However, Stasis and Libido hadn’t anticipated that their sister’s decision would hurt them so much… They wanted to be here for their sisters too! And if the worst truly had happened… They wanted to witness it first-hand.
“Mag said you could regroup with her if you managed to lure a guard out and take her clothes… Sounds pretty trusting to me!” an oblivious Midori commented.
“Or maybe she thinks we won’t be able to do it.” Libido glumly retorted. “Maybe she’s hoping we won’t find an opportunity...”
“Speaking of which…” Stasis turned towards Midori. “You sure it’ll work?” she asked the green-haired woman.
“Relax! I know Loreen! Back when we were working for Roxane, we were always sneaking out to smoke a few joints...”
“Sounds a little weird that you ended up striking a friendship with Amai instead.” Libido commented. She looked pensive. “Unless the friendship was broken BECAUSE of Amai. Tell me… Did you two fight for her love? Note that I wouldn’t blame you! I’d fight too, if it meant I could get my hands on her cute shapely butt-”
“Wow! Stasis, your sis’s wack sometimes…” Midori exclaimed. “I stopped seeing Loreen too often ‘cause she was always raidin’ my secret stash when I wasn’t lookin’! Green stuff is expensive, yah know?”
For once, Stasis was actually playing the part of the responsible one. “Well, Felicity has now taken control of the security system. So call her, please. You’re our only hope.”
Amai had indeed tried to call Jenny, but the latter had been given the week off – as a compensation for having been mugged for her clothes during the sisters’ first infiltration attempt.
Only Midori had been successful.
The latter grabbed her cellphone. “On it!”
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Loreen was a brunette of average height and size, with chestnut eyes and a tanned skin, whose hair were tied in a tight medium bun. Currently, she was supposed to watch the estate’s garden. she was wearing the same clothes as the other guards of the estate. Black combat shoes, dark blue trousers, a black equipment belt, and a dark blue jacket over a white t-shirt, a handgun and a walkie-talkie, and a black earpiece.
The sentry jumped a little when her cellphone rang. Luckily, she was alone in the garden area. Nobody could see her slacking off, and answering personal phone calls.
It was Midori.
“Yo’! Loreen, my gal! How are you since last time we talked?”
“That was literally three hours ago.”
“Wow! Time flies, doesn’t it?”
“What do you want? I’m working right now.”
“Well, remember what I told you? About the new stuff I’ve got… You HAVE to try it!”
“At the risk of repeating what I said five seconds ago, I’m working, Midori! I’m supposed to watch the garden area.”
“Even better! Nobody ever comes here! It’d take them HOURS to notice you’re gone…”
“I’m not sure-”
“Come on, gal! Don’t puss out on me! You’re a woman, or a chicken?”
Her playful retort wounded Loreen’s pride. “Hey! Don’t call me that!”
“We did a lot worst at the Barca estate… Remember? We were driving Diane crazy! Wilder than the wind!”
“That’s true…” Loreen hesitated, but the perspective of breaking the rules and smoking a good joint was ultimately too tempting. “Well, Theodora is watching the screens today… and Theodora owes me money, so...”
“That’s the spirit! We’ll stand in front of a camera! I’m waiting for you!”
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Ten minutes later, Midori and Loreen were in front of the estate’s wall. Unbeknownst to the guard, Stasis and Libido were watching from the food truck parked at the end of the street.
“Felicity is hacking the camera system for us. You can begin.” Stasis said to Midori in the latter’s hidden earpiece.
“There you go!” Midori gave the other woman a joint. “Brings back memories, uh?”
Loreen grabbed the small ‘improved cigarette’. “Sure does… Things have become boring after you quit.”
The green-haired woman shrugged, and took a puff of her own joint. “Was tired of getting pummeled for my clothes.” She blew a smoke ring.
“It sure happens a lot when one’s working for a House…” Loreen admitted. “Though I shouldn’t be complaining. The only time it happened to me, the intruders didn’t take my uniform. A sniper shot me with a tranq dart, they zip-tied me, and by the time I woke up, everything was already finished…”
“Working for Roxane was a mistake. She was wicked uncool.”
Loreen took a puff, and coughed.
“Oh shit, Midori! This stuff’s spicy!”
The other woman grinned. “Pretty wicked, uh?”
“If you say so…”
Loreen took a second puff. She coughed again.
“Don’t know if I’ll be able to finish it…”
“Man! Did you break the habit?”
“Of course not.”
Loreen took a third puff.
“Hey, Midori, what’s in your stuff exactly? It’s going to my head. I swear... it’s going to… my… head…”
The green-haired woman chuckled. “Since when did you become such a lightweight?”
The other woman exclaimed: “LIGHTWEIGHT?! I’ll show you!”
Loreen took several successive long puffs.
“Wow, wow, wow! Chill! ‘Was just kiddin’… Jeez, don’t take it personally.” Midori exclaimed.
Loreen was staggering because of the effects of her joint.
Midori took her by the shoulders. “Now, don’t fall and break a tooth on my watch! Here, why don’t we sit against the wall? It’ll be just like old times!”
“Y… Yeah… G… Good idea…” Loreen’s eyes were blinking more often than usual. A clear sign of tiredness. By that point, she should have realized that something fishy was going on. But the guard’s mind was too intoxicated for that.
Midori helped her sit against the wall.
Loreen reflexively took another puff, not aware it was actually putting her to sleep. “I… I swear this stuff is hardcore… Who gave it to you?” she asked with a slurred voice.
“A friend.”
“Well, tell her that- ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ” Loreen fell on the side, with her cheek resting on Midori’s shoulder. She was slightly drooling, and was snoring so loud that she could probably awaken the dead.
Stasis drove the food truck, and stopped it next to Midori and the snoring Loreen.
Stasis exited the vehicle while Libido stayed behind the wheel.
“You sure they don’t see us on camera right now?” Midori asked them.
“Felicity has used her software to create and animate perfect 3-D models of you. She’s sending fake footage of you two chilling right now.” Stasis explained.
“She should apply for a job at Disney.”
“Don’t give her the idea. That company has enough power already! With her among their midst, they’d take over the world! I mean, even more than they already have…”
Midori and Stasis grabbed the snoring Loreen by the arms and the legs, and carried her inside the back of the fake food truck. They closed the door. Libido drove away.
The truck’s back was a little crowded, since Anastasia and the three women of her escort were still there, but they didn’t mind.
Anastasia would probably mind, since they had to put her under one of her bodyguards, but Stasis and Midori didn’t care.
Stasis swiftly removed the sentry’s uniform.
Loreen was left clad in white socks, hot pink boxer briefs with white borders, and a black tank top with an image of the main characters of the
Bleach manga. Underneath, there was a plain white t-shirt bra with beige borders.
“Funny she’s wearing a
Bleach tank top. I recall there’s a scene where sentries are mugged for their uniforms in that manga.” Stasis commented as she was slipping into Loreen’s uniform.
Midori grimaced. “I hope she won’t be TOO mad at me…” the green-haired woman commented. “She’s the only one who agrees to smoke with me...”
“Don’t worry. One of the components of the ‘mix’ she smoked produces a slight amnesia. She won’t remember much of the past 3 hours. She won’t remember you leading her into a trap.” Stasis reassured her friend. She finished putting on the clothes, then asked: “By the way… She doesn’t have a respiratory problem, doesn’t she?”
“No.”
“Perfect.”
Stasis shoved a rolled-up piece of cloth into Loreen’s mouth, then tied a tight cloth gag around her mouth. She didn’t have an infinite amount of ball-gags, and wanted to save them. Then she zip-tied the woman’s wrists, ankles and knees. Next, she used a wider zip-tie to restrain the shoulders. Finally, she blindfolded her with a thick black scarf, in case she woke up too early.
Midori and Stasis laid Loreen onto a blanket so she'd be more comfortable.
Then the clone grabbed her cellphone. “Felicity! Can you make Loreen’s model move when I tell you, and make it go in front of the guardhouse’s door? I want her to wave in front of the camera as if she was asking to enter.”
“Sure can!”
“Perfect. Midori, you’ll stay to watch the truck. Libido and I will regroup with Mag. We’ll show her she can rely on us!” Stasis rubbed her hands together. “I can’t wait to see her face!”
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Theodora, the sentry manning the guardhouse and the (official) security system, was a woman with a curvy body, a shapely bottom, firm round breasts, and a soft white skin. Her eyes were blue, and her hair were strawberry blond. Her haircut was a grown-out pixie cut. She was wearing the same outfit as Loreen.
Currently, Theodora was lazily sitting on the comfortable office chair used by the guard. She had a hard time remaining focused on her duty.
Think I ate too heavy during lunch...
The guard yawned. She was nodding off. She wanted to sleep.
Of course, she wasn’t supposed to.
Bah! Loreen was outside. And the system would warn her if someone was trying to enter. Couldn’t she take a short nap? Just the time to rest her eyes a little…
Theodora slumped into her comfortable office chair. She closed her eyes.
Just a few seconds...
Some time passed.
Suddenly, there was a beep.
“Wh- What?!” a half-asleep Theodora asked out loud. “Oh… Oh... Oh right! The cameras!”
She yawned, and saw Loreen on one of the screens. She was waving her hand, asking to be allowed to enter.
Theodora groaned. Her mind was still foggy. She only wanted one thing: to return to her nap. “Jeez, Loreen, way to be needlessly creepy! Can’t you just stand in front of the window? Or, you know, use the intercom instead of silently waving in front of the camera?”
Theodora pressed the button opening the door. Then she slumped into her chair, already dozing off again.
“Close the door behind you, Loreen, I don’t want to be disturbed…” the guard mumbled.
She then noticed that the woman who had entered, while dressed as a sentry, didn’t exactly look like Loreen. Plus, she had in hand a weird slingshot with a green ball.
Theodora tried to blink, but since her eyes were so heavy, it was actually very hard. “Am I dreaming right now?” she commented.
Another woman entered after the one dressed like Loreen.
When she saw the newcomer, Theodora gulped and started to sweat a little.
That woman had such a BODY! The kind of body that was reminding Theodora that she hadn’t seen some ‘action’ for months, so to speak. Those eyes… Were they actually light purple? Those soft hair... That ivory white skin… Those lips… Those curves… Man, those CURVES! Plus, she was wearing a tight form-hugging catsuit. The kind of clothes only featured in someone’s wild sexual fantasies.
Yes, this was definitely a dream! No woman THAT sexy would randomly enter the guardhouse. She was exactly the sort of woman who often appeared in Theodora’s erotic dreams.
“So beautiful… If… If this is a dream… Don’t wake me up!” a half-asleep Theodora commented.
The guard armed with a slingshot shrugged. “Well, looks like this one is yours, sis’...”
The catsuit-wearing woman sighed. “Alas… Fate is cruel with me…” She looked at the sentry. “Under any other circumstances, I would have loved to have some fun with you… But you see, I have to rescue my sisters.”
Theodora didn’t understand anything that was going on in this weird dream. But apparently her face was showing some disappointment, because the beautiful woman grimaced.
“Okay. Just one kiss then.”
The catsuit-wearing woman approached the dizzy Theodora, and gently grabbed her chin with one hand. The half-asleep guard, still under the assumption that she was dreaming, didn’t try to resist. The catsuit-wearing woman gently kissed her on the lips.
Theodora smiled vacantly, and returned the kiss. The woman’s lips had a sweet taste… almost like sugar… So good… She was, in fact, a fantastic kisser!
In the middle of the kiss, the sentry’s eyes rolled back, and her eyelids closed. She was already tired and half-asleep before the kiss, therefore the knock-out lipstick on Libido’s lips was quick to send her to slumber-land.
She was still smiling when she slumped back into her chair, deeply asleep.
“Well then, pleasant dreams…” the catsuit-wearing woman whispered in her ear.
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“I always knew you were a knockout, sis’…” Stasis joked.
Libido dragged the slumbering Theodora to a corner of the room, and swiftly removed the guard’s clothes. The sentry actually smiled during the entire process, and she let out a few moans and sighs. A part of her subconscious clearly didn’t mind what was going on… Once more, Libido cursed at the cruel fate. But it was easy for her to remain focused. She wanted to save her sisters. And she wanted to prove to Mag that she was as reliable as the others.
As undergarments, Theodora was wearing lacy cherry red cheeky panties with borders made of a pattern of translucent lace flowers. Her plunge bra was black with borders made of a pattern of red lace flowers, and a red bow between the two cups. Her socks were white with hot pink borders and hot pink hearts.
Libido sighed again. She zip-tied the guard’s knees and shoulders (using a wide-sized zip-tie for the latter). To cheer her up a little, she didn’t resist the temptation to use a pair of pink padded handcuffs from her own personal stash to bind Theodora’s wrists behind her back, and an other pair to bind her ankles. A bright red ball-gag was used to silence the sentry. She didn’t add a crotch-rope however, an exception she made because she was in a hurry to rescue her sisters. Maybe later, after her family was safe...
Libido sat Theodora in a corner of the room, actually the same corner that Jenny had occupied during the sisters’ first infiltration, and quickly kissed her goodnight on the forehead. The guard smiled in her ball-gag. Whatever dream she was having, it surely was a pleasant one!
Then Libido put on the uniform.
At the same time, Stasis was looking for a way to neutralize the guard monitoring the secret room of the guardhouse. Indeed, Felicity was currently feeding her fake footage. However, if that sentry decided to leave her post to have a little chat with Theodora, the entire plan would be ruined.
“There it is!”
The air duct was small and in a corner. One could never have found it, unless they knew it was there.
Stasis grabbed a small cube-shaped machine, a prototype that had been designed by Tinker a while ago. She fastened it to the air duct, and pressed a button. There was a soft ‘Pshhhh’. Through a small opening, the cube started to release an odourless invisible sleep-gas.
Libido couldn’t even see it but, in the secret surveillance room, there was a sentry slowly falling asleep. The unknown was actually a little arousing. Was she tall or small? Curvy or plain-looking? Skinny or chubby? What was her skin colour? Her hair colour? And how would she feel asleep? Would her forehead rest on her desk? Or would she slump into her chair? There was no way of knowing it… And Libido was liking that idea!
However, she kept focused.
The two sisters waited until Felicity said:
“Coast is clear. She’s sleeping like a baby.” in their earpiece.
Libido was tempted to ask her to describe the woman, but ultimately decided against. She had bigger fish to fry.
Plus, she was REALLY digging the idea of leaving it a mystery for her future fantasies…
Her mood soured when a part of her mind whispered to her:
‘If your sisters are still alive...’ She chose to ignore it. As long as she hadn’t found them, she would act as if her sisters were alive!
“So… We draw sticks to decide which one of us stays in the guardhouse in case a delivery truck comes by?” Stasis proposed.
Both disliked the idea, as they wanted to reunite with their sisters, but they knew they had no choice.
“It won’t be necessary. There is a small red flashdrive in the equipment I gave you.” Felicity intervened in their earpieces.
“Just load its software on the guardhouse’s computer, and I’ll be able to remote-control the doors and the intercom. I can even reproduce Theodora’s voice. You can both reunite with your sisters!”
Stasis and Libido exchanged a smile.
“You truly are a genius! Perhaps even better than Tinker!” Stasis exclaimed.
“We won’t tell her though!” Libido added.
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Still under the guise of Anastasia’s bodyguards, Blink and Mag were pretending to be taking a walk. Of course, in truth, they were looking for a couple of sentries to jump and mug.
When they heard a conversation, they suddenly stopped walking, and pricked up their ears.
Two female voices. Two sentries were near their position. They were wearing the same guard uniform as the other sentries.
The first one had a light skin, midback-long orange brown hair with a straight-across fringe, a round-shaped face, and light brown eyes. She had the shapely fit body of a woman who swam a lot. The second one had midback-long straight black hair, a light skin, dark brown eyes, and an oval-shaped face. There were a few freckles on her cheeks. A purple neckerchief was for some reason tied around her neck.
“Hey! I’ve checked on Gillian, in the basement.” the brown-haired guard was saying. “Have you been watching another of your martial arts movies in front of her?”
“No. Why?”
“Because she was ranting about martial arts again.”
“How about taking these two’s uniforms?” Blink proposed.
“It may be a solution, but in the open it would be risky…” Mag commented.
Indeed, the two sentries were standing at the top of the big central stairs, and could be seen from a lot of different angles, including from the ground floor below.
Blink put a hand on Mag’s arm.
“Let me try something.” she commented. “It worked flawlessly the last time I infiltrated an estate of this family...”
Blink approached the brown-haired sentry. The one whose body was sculpted by years of swimming and other various physical activities.
“My, my, aren’t you gorgeous…” she seductively commented.
The guard frowned. “Uhm… Excuse me? Who are you?”
“Just a humble bodyguard, bored to wait the end of her boss’ meeting… and looking for some company…” Blink purred while making eyes at the woman. She was moving her body sensually. “What would you say… if I proposed you to come with me… and to have some ‘fun’ together...”
The brown-haired woman shuddered and grimaced. “Goodness, why do I attract all the perverts?” She glared daggers at Blink. “Can’t you weirdos spread the word among yourselves? I am STRAIGHT and I have a BOYFRIEND! And he stayed faithful to me even after I was sent to jail, so I’m NOT giving up on him for you! Now SHOO!”
Blink refrained a grimace of deception, and turned towards the other sentry.
“Shoo, or we’ll report you to miss Eudokia.” the black-haired woman warned her without even giving her the chance to seduce her.
Blink immediately retreated, and regrouped with her teammate out of the women’s earsight.
“Dammit… That really hurt my self-esteem…” she commented.
Mag sympathetically patted her shoulder. “One can’t always win. Here, we’ll try an other classic maneuver.”
She led Blink in front of a specific door.
“The guards’ break room? We’re not even talking about classic anymore. We’re talking about unoriginal.”
“A tried-and-tested method.” Mag corrected her. “Never failed us before. A mansion that big must have a rotation when it comes to guards’ shifts.”
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Currently, there were two guards in the break room. They were called Esther and Brianna.
Esther had a soft white skin, an average height, a cute round face, light brown hair tied up into a neck-long medium ponytail, a small pointy nose, and chestnut brown eyes. Segmented bangs were framing her face. The young guard had some sort of 'cute anime girl' charm to her.
Brianna had blue eyes, bleached blond hair, a pearly white skin, and was using too much make-up. Her haircut was a square cut. Her nails were painted red. All in all, she had a look that matched her valley girl personality. It wasn’t for nothing that SHE had been given a break during Anastasia’s visit. Irene was basically keeping Brianna under her employ because she was from a minor aristocratic House. It was a favour for her parents.
Several guards of the estate had actually been chosen because they were from impoverished aristocratic families.
Esther was lazily sitting on a chair, a magazine of crossword puzzles in one hand, a pen in the other.
“How about this one? ‘A person who guards a place.’ In 6 letters, starting with ‘S’.”
Sitting on another chair, Brianna was busy filing her nails.
“GAWD, your pastime is, like, so boring…” she complained. “I mean, I could be, like, painting your nails… But NAH! You prefer to have fun the way GRANDMAS have fun!”
“It has been scientifically proved that crossword puzzles improve intellectual faculties.” Esther retorted.
Brianna clicked her tongue. “As if we still needed to read nowadays… I mean, HELLO, get real girl! We’re in the digital era! Books are, like, for dinosaurs now.”
Brianna checked her face in her pocket mirror.
“I’m going to the restroom. I need to powder my nose.”
She disappeared in the other smaller room.
Esther rolled her eyes, and looked at her magazine again. “Hmmm… ‘To attack someone by surprise.’ In 6 letters, starting with an ‘A’. Hmmm...”
Mag and Blink had been observing the exchange from the door they had slightly opened. They shared a look, then a nod. They silently entered the room, and closed the door.
Blink grabbed a piece of cloth and a small bottle of chloroform in the inner pocket of her jacket. She approached Esther from behind, and pounced on her unsuspecting prey. She wrapped an arm to immobilize her against the chair, and clamped the soaked rag over the guard’s mouth and nose.
At the same time, Mag went next to the restrooms’ door, in case Brianna exited it while her partner was assaulted. Though, given the glimpse she had had at the guard’s personality, the infiltrator was confident that Brianna was going to take a lot of time adjusting her make-up. Still, better safe than sorry.
Esther let out cute noises and moans. She flailed her legs and tried to move her arms, but she was lacking the strength or the training to break free of the hold of an experimented infiltrator such as Blink. Especially while the latter was assaulting her from behind, using the guard’s position at her advantage.
Esther moaned as her eyelids were already half-closed. Her body jerked one last time, then she relaxed and went still. Her eyes closed, and her breathing became slow and regular. She was in a deep sleep.
“Guards shouldn’t be allowed to be that cute.” Blink commented while letting go of Esther’s unconscious body, who slumped into the chair. “It was as if I was assaulting an overgrown magical girl, and that felt just wrong…”
“Well, there’s nothing personal. She’s just a means to an end.” Mag said with a shrug. “Now, let’s call for her pal.”
She knocked on the door.
“Wait for your turn!” Brianna retorted from inside.
Mag knocked again.
“Hey, first come, first served!”
Mag knocked again, more insistently.
“Oh GAWD! Fine! I’m out! Couldn't you hold back a little while longer? I was, like, almost finished!”
Brianna opened the door. She frowned when she saw a smiling Mag in front of her.
“Uhhh… Like, who are you?” she asked.
Mag simply grabbed her by the collar, and pulled her forward.
“Gah! Stranger danger!” Brianna exclaimed.
A swift hit of the edge of the hand between the guard’s shoulder and neck put an end to her yapping, to Mag’s and Blink’s relief.
Brianna grunted and went limp. Mag eased down her fall, and laid her onto the floor.
Blink grabbed Esther under the shoulders, and dragged her near the restroom’s door, as it would be the place where they would stash and hide the two guards.
Mag stripped Brianna, and Blink stripped Esther.
Esther was wearing white knickers with a pattern of Hello Kitties and red borders, white socks, and a light pink full-cup bra with white borders featuring a fabric flower pattern.
Brianna was clad in a sultry red lacy bra with borders featuring a white fabric heart pattern, black socks, and a sultry red lacy g-string with the same heart pattern as the bra on the front.
Mag shrugged at the sight of the skimpy underwear. “Well, that’s one more Libido won’t see…”
Thinking of her sister made her grimace. She was feeling guilty for having forced Stasis and Libido to stay behind...
Mag ignored that feeling. She had to protect her family, even if it hurt her.
She and Blink used zip-ties to restrain Esther and Brianna. They didn’t both with complexity: they bound each woman’s wrists and each woman’s ankles. Then they tape-gagged the sentries by wrapping a few layers around the lower face, and wrapped a few layers around the upper-arms and the thighs as a safety precaution.
There was a mirror, a sink and a toilet seat in the restrooms, but the room was big enough so that the infiltrators didn’t need to sit the guards on the toilet bowl. They simply left the two women in a corner of the room, resting against the walls and each other.
Mag used a pin to lock the door from outside. It would be a mean move if one guard barged in with a ‘pressing need’, but needless to say she valued the success of the mission more! And she couldn’t let these two be discovered too soon.
She and Blink exchanged a quick glance, then a nod. They slipped into the guard uniforms: Black combat shoes, dark blue trousers, black equipment belt, dark blue jacket over a white t-shirt, a handgun and a walkie-talkie, and a black earpiece.
Then they exited the room.
“We’ll start with the cellars. Our sisters are probably locked there.”
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Gillian yawned. She was feeling bored. The blonde was tasked with watching the cellar in which the prisoners’ cells were located, and was alone. She couldn’t leave her post, and Zoe and Edwige were stationed at the other side of the manor. Edwige had passed briefly to check on her, but she hadn’t been able to stay for long.
Gillian did a few stretchings to occupy herself. Unfortunately, she couldn’t do real exercises. She didn’t want to sweat in her uniform.
Gillian had to admit to herself, when Irene sent her own daughter to release her, she thought she was going to be part of some big project.
I mean… Why did the Eudokias even bother to free us if they didn’t have a master plan involving us?
Zoe was saying that the so-called ‘master plan’ had simply been to lure the sisters out, but Gillian was thinking it was SO anticlimactic… Apparently, these were the most efficient plans. Boring but practical, as they said.
Gillian rectified her position when she heard some footsteps.
Two women arrived.
The first one was Mabel. She was a medium-brown-haired woman with a light skin, a crooked nose, and cold dark brown eyes. She was of average size, thin and fit, with callous hands, and a square jaw.
Gillian didn’t like Mabel. The brunette was a former soldier, suspected of war crimes, and who had a propensity for violence and petty malice.
The blonde’s eyes widened when she recognized the second woman.
It was Theophano herself.
The buxom heiress was wearing one of her favorite outfits ever: a black horse riding jacket with gold-plated buttons down the front, and a bright white long-sleeved shirt tucked into a pair of light cream slim fitting horse riding trousers. There was a gold diamond-encrusted brooch pinned onto the collar of her shirt. A black leather belt was holding her trousers in place. She had a pair of white gloves on, and she was wearing a pair of calf-long black moretta riding boots. In one of her hands, she was holding onto a riding crop.
Of course, the riding crop had a gold-plated, diamond-encrusted handle.
Gillian hastily saluted, and stammered: “M- Madam-” (Angry glare from the heiress.) “- uh, I mean, lady Eudokia. How can I be of service to you?”
“I will see some of the prisoners. I have unfinished business with them.”
Gillian swallowed nervously. “With- With all due respect… Your mother instructed me that you weren’t allowed to-”
Theophano menacingly waved her riding crop. “You insufferable baboon! Why do you think I’ve waited until now? Mother is meeting Anastasia Monomachos. She has more important things to do. As you peasants would say: when the cat is away, the mice will play.”
Gillian hesitated.
Mabel ostensibly cracked her knuckles, then tapped the tip of the warden baton strapped onto her belt. The threat was crystal clear. Gillian realized she was alone with a former war criminal. There was no witness, and it would be her word against Theophano’s.
“Why don’t you go fetch yourself an energy drink during the next 30 minutes?” the heiress concluded. “Make sure that nobody sees you, and don’t talk to anyone. Understood? Or else you and your two friends will suffer nasty consequences.”
“Y- Yes milady!”
..........So Agria and Cleo are part of the team as well are they? Plus they also know Felicity AND they even have history with Blink and Knipperen!.........Okay, okay, this is awesome! Honestly, nice work, I genuinely wasn't expecting this! What an awesome surprise! Oh man, this is going to lead to some AMAZING scenes, I can't wait! 
