<b>Luxurious Apartment</b><br/><br/>Zach's drone found itself directly above a large bed surrounded by the strewn uniform of a peacekeeper. Two bodies writhed in the darkness on silken sheets, a broad shouldered and muscular female form laying on her stomach with raised hips and a more canine-like creature which was mounting her. The woman's skin was an emerald green, contrasted by glowing red hair which seemed to be the only source of light; a pair of ebony horns sprouted from her temples and curved backward to either side of her head. All this was information enough to identify her as a prominent member of the peacekeeper's force, less so for her rank than her strict adherence to the code of her duties. The mystery of her was the extravagant indulgences she pursued in her personal life, well beyond the financial means her station should have afforded her. The other creature appeared to be a quadrupedal beast; with a face the cross between a bulldog and a lizard, bearing a hairless protuding snout lined with razor sharp teeth. Its glossy skin shone from the luminescent red tresses as it thrust powerfully with its hind legs, the long nails of its webbed front claws leaving painful looking marks along the woman's back as they dug in for purchase.<br/><br/><b>Cowry's Bar</b><br/><br/>Syntropy swayed pleasantly back and forth on her seat, tilting her head into the surprisingly gentle stroke of the lamia's finger. When the serpent-woman guided her face by the chin for a kiss, Syntropy whined quietly in the back of her throat while a shudder of pleasure stole across her body. She parted her lips obediently for Siren's insistent tongue as her own thick, tapered one greeted it; the lingering drugs from her drink nothing compared to the amount of ecstasy that Alice had pumped directly into her body. The hybrid's eyes closed, her unfocused senses quickly overwhelmed by the deep, passionate embrace. Syntropy squeezed her legs together, feeling her bare thighs grow slick with the honey seeping from the bottom of her clinging outfit. She arched her back when Siren groped at her chest, becoming aware through her affinity for heat that the lamia seemed uncomfortably cold. Reaching up with her own hands, Syntropy pressed her fingers lightly to the lamia's abdomen and began to transfer some of the excess warmth from herself directly into Siren's body, hoping to cause a feeling much like a sun's life giving rays spreading over the snake-like woman's body.<br/><br/>"A taste is fine, you'll have to ask the boss if you want a bit more, its better to share isn't it?"<br/><br/>She'd only managed to use her innate power for a moment before Jericho gently, but forcibly pulled her away from the lamia. Syntropy whimpered again as she got unsteadily to her feet, leaning dependantly on the augmented man for support. Turning to face Alice and the neon lit entrance, anyone looking her from behind would be able to clearly see the delicate curves of wings beneath the back of her outfit. At least, if they were looking above her waist and not the growing damp patch between her legs.<br/><br/>Already blissed out of her mind, Syntropy hardly paid attention to the alcoves Alice walked past, though a racial imprint caused the term 'breeding cells' to hover in the back of her head. Likewise the revelation of the massive hall and its fornicating patrons were as impossible to focus on as anything else. Syntropy clung to Jericho's shoulder, simply doing her best not to fall over.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>