Musubi did, as Elisabeth expected, look away from the direct eye contact.  Very typical Japanese in that respect.  She did respond to the mage’s request, though.  “Sure.  I’ll do that.  Probably faster if I did, anyway.”  The Technomancer started to feel the slightest amount of panic as she heard the other two women in the room start to converse.  And she might not have been…experienced, per se, but she wasn’t stupid, she could tell what was going on between the two of them.  “Well…”  Musubi cleared her throat.  “…just let me know when and where you want to meet to discuss what I find, okay?”  The catgirl stood up and walked out of the apartment where they had had their first meeting – not so quickly as to make people think that she was trying to leave in a hurry, but certainly quicker than her usual pace.  Reaching her bike downstairs, she climbed on it and headed back to her apartment to start gathering information on their target.<br/><br/>Kitsune had watched the Changeling leave, eyes hovering on her deliciously rounded bottom.  “Mm, mm, mm.  She’s fine.”  Elisabeth would be able to see a bulge forming in her pants.  “Shy little thing, too.  I can just imagine the little squeaks she’d make in bed…”  The fixer stood up, looking over at Miko.  “Now, I do believe that you were asking for something…?”  The fox-woman started to slowly, slowly, unbuckle her belt, and let it slide through the loops on her pants, letting the end softly whap against each loop as it passed through, until it was off completely.  Holding it up by one hand, she let it drop to the floor, crossing the distance between herself and Elisabeth, sliding right into the mage woman’s lap.  “So, darling, where do you want it from me?  And how much?”  Sometimes, all they wanted was a little ass tapping – some nice, leisurely sex to kill time.  And others, well…they wanted to fuck until they exploded from all the feel-good hormones running around in their systems.  They might be going on the run soon, they might not.  And while having a marathon sex session always left both parties satisfied, it was decidedly detrimental to doing much of anything else for at least a little while.<br/><br/>“So…?”<br/>____________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>Musubi had arrived home soon enough, locking her door behind her and dropping her keys on the table.  She unslung her guns, bringing them into her bedroom, and took off her jacket, hanging it up.  What she’d seen and heard in that apartment had stayed with her, and no matter how much she tried to fight it, occasionally something popped back into her head.  And, just like Elisabeth, it made her feel…warm.  And tingly.  GR swallowed.  She needed to be able to focus on info gathering, and she wasn’t going to be able to do it like this…just, just a little relief, that was all.<br/><br/>Musubi started stripping her clothes off, laying on her back in bed once she was naked.<br/>