<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/85/Dione2.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">The Countess</span></span><br/><em>Buxom CEO, Master Planner</em><br/><strong>STR:</strong>0<strong>SPE:</strong>2<strong>INT:</strong>6<br/><strong>DUR:</strong>0<strong>AGL:</strong>2<strong>PER:</strong>6<br/><br/><strong>The League HQ</strong><br/><br/>The Countess glared at Glamorous and the commotion she was making. It wasn’t enough that she had to put up with the unrefined younger generation period, but to have one in her ranks was almost maddening. If it hadn’t been for the girl’s extraordinary strength and power, she might have just ended up using her as a test subject in one of their labs.<br/><br/>“The scarab is not on display as a trap,” she corrected. “The Order would never be so willing to put a weakness such as this in danger. The city wants to display it in an attempt to give the people hope. It will then be locked away securely, forever out of our reach.”<br/><br/>She leaned forward, fingers clasped and cleavage displayed just above the rim of the table. “I propose we strike immediately after the opening ceremony, during the dinner. Door is correct; I will secretly disable the museum’s security, with the help of Dr. Creel.”<br/><br/>She cocked her head towards Milady and Glamorous. “Milady, I trust you could sneak into the exhibit and wind the security guards around your finger? They would do nicely as hostages. Glamourous can assist you. Door and Incubus, you will strike when the time is right, as to not waste our chances. The women can join you should The Order attack before we can destroy the jewel.”<br/><br/>Her plan laid out, The Countess leaned back in the rather comfortable chair, fingers still woven together. Her crimson nails blended like locks. “Of course, I’m open to other options, should someone feel there is a better route.”<br/>