**Pewter City -- Hotel**<br/><br/>Charity shivered again, sighing her contentment. Gary just had this way about him that made her want more. Lots more. Still, she restrained herself, as best she could, despite the warm wetness developing between her thighs. The hand at the hem of Gary's shirt slid up underneath the edge of the fabric, slipping upward along the skin of his abdomen and chest. The shirt bunched as Charity's arm pushed farther up under it, gliding the tips of her fingers over every muscle.<br/><br/>Her hands were soft, very gentle. The had a certain roughness to them, only from intense travel and training, but they were still slender and delicate, especially compared to Gary's hands. Lightly, she traced the edges of his ribs and smirked.<br/><br/>"Why is it that you make my mouth water?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>**Pewter City -- Museum**<br/><br/>A scoffing snort, and the woman seemed to decide with disdain that Renna wasn't very smart, or very useful. She didn't say it in words, but her tone said everything.<br/><br/>"The king of monsters, if you really care to know. I doubt that such knowledge will do anything for you if you didn't already have it. At this stage in the game, you either know him or you don't. Most people don't."<br/><br/>To her, Renna was most people. Apparently, this woman didn't like most people at all.<br/><br/>"That's right most people don't." Samuel said, rather boldly considering the weapon at his skull. "You shouldn't either. You have no business with him."<br/><br/>"Oh but we do. But you don't have to worry. I'm not interesting in catching him or taming him. I'm not that stupid, and I'm fully aware that he won't be tamed, no matter who gets him. This isn't one of those get rich quick schemes or power plays. I'm deadly serious about this. Now tell me. Where is he?"<br/><br/>"Like I said, you can't get to him right now. Even if I wanted you to, it's impossible. He's trapped, and being held essentially hostage by a team of legendaries that will kill anyone who tries to get near him."<br/><br/>"Hm...." The sound was one of disappointment. Surprisingly, the woman lowered her gun. So too did her allies, when she stared off into the distance in thought. "That's really inconvenient."<br/><br/>"You're telling me...." Samuel glowered.<br/><br/>"I take it you're trying to set him loose?"<br/><br/>"What's it to you?"<br/><br/>"I don't want him loose." The woman said rather hotly. "He's a plague on humanity."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>**Cinnabar -- Lab**<br/><br/>It might have been a disappointment to know that Blane hadn't deciphered anything, but if it was, Claire didn't sound too upset.<br/><br/>"I don't know about the feather." She admitted. "But the creature is called Lamia. She was an ancient guardian sent to protect this world, and she was an honorable guide to our family. She became an emblem of royalty thousands of years ago."