Goodbyes and a hug from Liza... she smelled of vanilla, and Tzahala kissed the bare part of the bosom in the embrace.  Tasted a bit of vanilla too, with a hint of salt from sweat outside in the heat...<br/><br/>"I'll definitely give you a 'shout' sometime." she said, returning the kiss on the cheek "'Momma'..."<br/><br/>And then Tzahala watched that lovely ass walk to the door... and realized that she'd need to break out the lube for a bit to relieve the 'pressure' in her pants now...<br/><br/><hr/><br/>One meat-beating and preparation later, and Tzahala is loaded up with her 'Ranger' Combat Armor complete with a combat-load vest decked out in clips, loaded with SnS ammo (nonlethal was preferred) save two clips, and has a machine pistol strapped to her thigh, and her P93 Praetor at the floorboards beside her.  Wasn't too often she got to break out the heavy weaponry, considered bringing the SCAR-L3 but she figured that to be a bit of overkill.  Then again, when she saw the DUSTs... riot armor and Franchi SPAS-22s?  Probably tricked out all to hell... Disney-Universal sure knew how to outfit their<em>real</em>security.<br/><br/>A blip in her AR (she always had it active to help with the car-driving) and she has her designation and job ID.  Considering it was DU, and a legit job self-contained, she decided to use her real SIN; always good to have 'good' credit to her name...<br/><br/>"Tzahala Hazan, designation Bronze & Silver, ID 23213." she said, and her commlink was displaying it openly to the man through her PAN, so he could verify the data (but further intrusions into her commlink would not go well, considering the strength of her firewall and her intrinsic countermeasures) "Nice armor by the way."