(Sorry this took so long...  The weekend was more packed with stuff than I expected.)<br/><br/>There's a moment of tension as the elevator door opens, when it's uncertain if there will be anyone inside.  Thankfully, there is nobody inside.  Delilah piles into the elevator, She wastes no time waiting for Tasu, but the process of scanning the unconscious guard's hand and typing in the heavy load code gives Tasu plenty of time to get in before the doors shut.  "Okay, normally, this would be a bad idea, too, but this is the third shift, and I know the crew who work the cameras on this shift...  Most likely, they're playing cards and getting drunk right now, but they look at the elevator camera eventually."  She finds the guard's wallet and pulls out a credit card and a condom...  "This ought to work fine."<br/><br/>She lifts herself up to the top of the elevator, and slides the card down one of the seams in the ceiling, It stops at a point and she kind of works on it for a moment.  With a pop, a ceiling panel the right size for a human releases and she does something with the condom as well.  After a moment, she drops back down to Tasu's eye level with a grin.  The panel is in her hand, and the condom is holding the credit card's magnetic strip against some kind of security sensor.  "Now's that sneaking around part you were hoping for...  Be sure to stay down, there's lasers up there, but we should have about four feet of clearance."<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Turk isn't exactly the type to eat out a pussy full of cum, but he's more than willing to finger the tigress and play with her clit, keeping his head to the side to avoid the drips of his own seed.  The feeling of Thistle's tight pussy easing down onto his still very sensitive cock is enough for him to gasp and nuzzle against the inside of the tigress' thigh.  She rides up and down slowly at first, savoring the feeling of the cock as well as the tender attention of the tigress' tongue.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>"Don't go getting paranoid."  Lex still looks unsurprised at the tigress's suspicion, "I saw you as I was taking this guy's batch of clones to the scenario room.  I know you're a new arrival, and it's the standard starting test...  Though frankly, something has to have gone wrong for you to have gotten from one scenario room to another, so the whole thing might already be botched."<br/><br/>She looks around one of the corners, but doesn't see anything.  "As for him before me.  He may be easier to catch if he runs...  But I won't run.  I know I'm not getting out of here, even if you do...  Not as long as I've got a potential dangerous contaminant in my womb."  She looks at Serene, a  little more seriously, "Which might in itself make it a bad idea for you to eat me...  At least until we've had enough time to know what's going on with it."<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>(cape? He's dressed more modern than that, but I guess I can roll with it.)<br/><br/>Very strangely, the arm doesn't tear from the body so much as it just pops off, with only a little bit of blood spilling out onto the ground before the wound closes.  The "cape" he was wearing is really more of a long coat, though it has been tattered enough to only be about as useful as a cape.  Despite these details, the whole thing goes accordingly, and Lance lands with one shoulder practically in the lizard's mouth.<br/><br/>There isn't any tearing of flesh or breaking of bones, Lance barely even feels what has happened until he sees the ravenous lizard swallowing something about twice the size of a fist...  Whatever those teeth are made of, they sliced cleanly through the fox's shoulder with no resistance.  Worse, the lizard seems to already be gaining strength from this first large bite of food.  The bite went cleanly through Lance's shoulder joint, leaving his left arm limply hanging by a little bit of flesh and muscle.  "Dinner is served" indeed.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>The huge lion's paw comes back down right on top of Wil, and suddenly everything is dark and silent, the pressure bearing down from the huge thing is immense, crushing, seeming to press in between each of Wil's scales like a thousand daggers.  The food that was in his stomach seems to evaporate, though the energy he would have gotten from it just doesn't come.  The pressure suddenly somehow feels like a vacuum at the same time, as the both physical and metaphysical strength are sapped from the warrior's body at a frightening pace.  Decades of energy indeed, as the dust is actually impressed at the amount it can pull from the warrior without killing him.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Greggory can feel the shadow before it gets to him.  Like a slight tug at something deep in his chest, while at the same time, making his whole body heavier.  It throws out what look like wings just before it gets to him.  They seem to spread until they envelop the hallway in complete darkness, A sense of freefall, and a creeping hopelessness...  Until there is a voice somewhere in the distance of the blackness, telling him to open the door next to him...<br/><br/>He can see it, and nothing else.  The same door that he had heard the scratching and moaning in before.  The voice is very persuasive, and after a moment, there is a feeling like something nudging him towards it.  Like something is trying to take control of him.