<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/GE55shi.jpg)</div>Cinder slumps into the nearest chair as all of this sinks in.<br/><br/>"Shit," she mutters, running her fingers through her hair. "It's an invasion."<br/><br/>Okay, maybe that's a little apocalyptic. But maybe it isn't. Nothing as huge as this would go down without Pandora's knowledge, or at least the knowledge of one of her four lieutenants. Regardless, something big was going down, which could only mean one thing:<br/><br/>"Overtime pay! You know how much Crescentwood hates paying out? That tightwad's gonna hafta put out now." Suddenly brimming with excitement, Cinder shoots to her feet. "Mae, it's time to see the Dick."<br/><br/>"No," Maeryll says flatly. "You know how I feel about the Dick."<br/><br/>Cinder sets a hand on her hip. "He was clear last time. He wants<em>you</em>. He's the only one who will know what's going down. We need him."<br/><br/>Maeryll's fierce blue eyes narrow dangerously. "No. Fucking. Way."<br/><br/>"Fine! I'll go by myself!"<br/><br/>Tugging on her boots, muttering curses the whole time, Cinder storms out the door.<br/><br/>It's something of a paradox. Cinder loves cock. It's usually the appendage the cock is attached to (a man, in most cases) that she doesn't much care for. It's one reason she prefers tentacles...no man, just cock. But in the Dick flips that equation on its head. The man the Dick is attached to is actually a pretty stand-up guy; it's not his fault he has a sentient cock. But the Dick?<br/><br/>First of all, it calls itself Fick. As in, Fick the Dick. Already a douchebag move. On top of that, Fick the Dick is a total misogynist. Cinder hates it, but if there's one thing Fick knows, it's monstergirls. And if monstergirls are active in the city, Fick will know.<br/><br/>Rhen, the poor chap Fick is attached to, lives up on Cobbler Row. It's a short walk from Cin's place.<br/>