Thread: Call to Service [DeliciousLust//Frost]

Hana gave Warlock a peculiar look when he finally spoke to her in the privacy of the elevator. She suspected that Warlock might have found some enjoyment in watching her fumble her way around the headquarters. Also, she didn't think that she looked either timid or worried about her opportunity here. If anything, Hana was more than confident that she could stand on her own merits in whatever situation or challenge she found herself in, especially as an ace combat pilot and a Korean celebrity. Admittedly, she might be exuding a little more anxiety than she would have liked in her current situation. Opportunity didn't come often knocking on her door, then later to plow her and lay its thick seed in her...Suffice to say, an opportunity had never been presented to her by a celebrity a few ranks higher in tiers than herself, currently. She hadn't met this Valentine before but it was perhaps hard to compare a leader of a company to a war veteran. If someone was going to be calling the shots between her, Warlock and Valentine, it was likely going to be Valentine. She straightened her posture at first defensively but found herself caught off guard when Warlock laid it on her ass and gave her a teasing squeeze. Unfortunately, Hana found herself easy to distract sometimes, perhaps the flip side of being a pro-video gamer and constantly needing to change her attention the fly. There was a small blush that formed on her cheeks and she smiled back at the hero before her. She got a little idea, wondering if it would be a good idea to stop the elevator here and have a second round of that little match they enjoyed when they first met in her secondary apartment. The windows would certainly give all of the employees here a wonderful view and something that Hana too wouldn't mind so much. If anything, it did make the act of it all the hotter. However, the elevator they were riding wasn't a slow crawl reminecent of her secondary elevator and they found themselves at the top before Hana could even suggest it. She gave a side-long look at Warlock, unable to read him completely behind the gear he was wearing, wondering if he had the same mind at her when it came to naughty thought or perhaps he was relishing at the fact that he almost had her wrapped around his finger. Maybe both, though she hoped less of the latter. She didn't like to be played , despite being a player of a good share of games. She strolled in with a skip in her steps as they walked into Cassandra's office and she took a gander of the grandeur around her, as well as the bits of personalization in the background that were perhaps more complex to read. Placing her hands on her bared midriff, she walked with something of cocky confidence as she casually acquainted herself with Cassandra from the scattered bits of evidence she left behind. Strangely enough, it seemed like only her and Warlock here, while she was expecting more. Maybe a cute assistant or a coterie of businessmen whom she delegated her task to. Her eyes did light up when she saw Valentine waiting for her at the desk. She took a bold stroll forward but quickly stopped herself from saying anything when she noticed that something rather was peculiar with the set-up. Despite her first time being here, she gathered there was something fishy with how Miss Valentine appeared. She spent her time in front of screens and playing games long enough to notice where the pixels stuck out, regardless of how high-tech Valentine's gear might have been. After all, did find a living off of getting every advantage in the game she could get, even if it was sniping at mere pixels that only appeared for a few milliseconds. She frowned deeply and crossed her arms over her chest. Cassandra flew her all the way here, albeit at her expense, and she wasn't good enough to see her herself. She'd better have a good explanation for this... Hana flopped down on the chair without much formality, much in the same way she would do so on her gaming chair after a long day of chores, making the chair very much hers as she had hoped for a credible story of Cassandra's absence. She even propped her legs on Cassandra's desk as a foot rest. It was a bold move but Cassandra wasn't here to complain about it, or so she thought. Surely, she could have postponed her meeting and had Warlock entertain her further until he was free of whatever obligations she had to tend to. As she watched the drones circle around Warlock and slowly latch themselves on the pieces of his gear, her anger began to subside and she was once more distracted by Warlock before her. There was silly smirk that formed on her lips as she watched him undress bit by bit. Was this supposed to be a show to appease her, not that she was going to complain about it. However, what started as an entertaining show slowly puzzled her bit by bit. She was quite sure that Warlock was a man, given his reputation and image, along what she clearly felt from him in her apartment. It seemed she was wrong, but not entirely so. Her cheeks reddened when she noticed that Warlock was more woman than a man, save for some obvious exceptions. It wasn't that she was shocked by the sight, instead, she was rather embarrassed that she couldn't tell earlier and had been very much fooled like the rest of the public. What... ...Double Yoo, Tee, Eff! she stammered in a combination of languages and her eyes was as wide as saucers. Her gaze was trained strictly on Warlock, now Cassandra too, as she also revealed. Her gender wasn't her only reveal that made the unravelling rather shocking to Hana. Her feet quickly fell from the desk as she realized that Cassandra was here after all and she made liberal use of it. She straightened from her seat and bolted up to her feet as she stood rigidly, as if at the attention of a commanding officer. Cassandra was going to be her boss, after all. Her hand went to the bottom hem of her top as she gave it a few tugs self-consciously to straight it, a futile attempt to cover her midriff. However, a part of her was held back in some reservation at the situation as Warlock was still in the room and the same person that took her as lover so easily. There was a part of her that was very conflicted, even as she took the offered envelope from the nude futa before her. She had a few questions before coming here but she mostly had one now before she could even bring herself to sign on the dotted line. When her shock fell away, she narrowed her eyes and looked at Cassandra suspiciously as she looked demanding of an answer. If you're that , then...what are... we ? She questioned carefully, meaning more of her reveal as Cassandra than her gender. Clearly, being a lover and her boss was going to complicate things and she was wondering if they merely had a working relationship after a fun romp or their relationship was anything but formal...