Flipping the table

Ivanna couldn't believe her luck. 'Fuck! What am I going to do?' Haladavar picks her up and slings her over his right shoulder. In this position she couldn't see much of anything. He smacks her ass with his free hand but not enough to cause any damage. "That's for being a bad girl, Mrs. Costa." He begins walking straight as he continues to speak. "Now stay quiet, or I'll knock you out." She whimpers, squirming a little while looking downward. As he walks, her body sways. Her eyes catch a glimpse of a metallic black creature around her ankles. She casts Observe on it.

Observe:

Title: N/A, Owner: Haladavar Zylberos, Class: Trapper, Name: Ziggy

lvl: 1, Length: 1' 6", Width: 3", Weight: 8, Age: 2, Gender: Male, Body type: Normal,

Race: Giant Centipede, Relationship: 0, Hp: 23/23, Mp: 23/23, Current thoughts: Hugs! Hugs! Hugs! Hugs!

Str: 5 + (0) + (0) End: 5 + (0) + (0)

Int: 5 + (0) + (0) Wis: 5 + (0) + (0)

Agi: 5 + (5) + (0) Cha: 10 + (5) + (0)

Lib: 0 + (0) + (0) Lck: 10 + (5) + (0)

She blinks several times as her body is jostled a little. 'This one is so small in comparison to the others. I wonder if this one is just a kid.' A low cat's growl is heard just a second before a loud hiss. He begins to laugh. "What's this? You think you can stop me little kitty?" A familiar feminine voice speaks up next, she recognizes the voice to be Alice's. "He's not alone." The sound of a gun's hammer being pulled back is heard while she continues to speak. "No funny movements. Lift your right hand over your head and gently lay the woman over your left shoulder on the ground. I will not ask again."

There is a short pause before Ivanna is lowered to the ground and laid on her side. Now that she's on the ground, she can see for herself that Alice is clad in just an oversized white shirt flowing to the middle of her thigh. Alice is holding a standard policeman's firearm, the Glock 19 otherwise known as G19. Ivanna looks a little closer at the G19. She casts Observe on it as Alice takes a step back while continuing to point her gun at Haladavar. Haladavar chuckles as he turns to face Alice. "Hmm, you're certainly brave, miss. What's she to you?"

Observe:

Standard Gen 5 Glock 19. Common Quality. 2 damage + Bullet + Luck. 9mm pistol with a standard magazine that holds 15 rounds. Maximum accuracy range of 50 yd. Material: Polymer 2. 50/50 Durability.

Special note: Damage dealt beyond 50 yd is reduced by 10% per yd.

Ivanna watches as Alice glances at her before focusing once again on Haladavar then says. "I'm a NYPD officer. She's a citizen under my protection. I can't let you take her." She felt her heart sink. 'Is that all I am to her? A citizen in need of protection?' Alice glances at Ivanna, focusing on her ankles. "What is that around her ankles?" He grins. "Just one of my lovelies. Nothing to concern yourself about, Officer." He begins to whisper something. Alice pulls the trigger, shooting Haladavar's left shoulder. The sound from the shot fired causes Ivanna's ears to ring.

He groans, covering it with his right hand. "What the fuck?!" She walks forward and kicks his stomach, causing him to stumble backwards. He stumbles back until his back hits the front of a building. "I said no funny movements!" He growls, holding his stomach with his other hand as he slides down the wall. His eyes stare daggers at Alice while breathing heavily. She crouches next to Ivanna. "Are you okay?" Ivanna nods slightly while gazing into Alice's eyes. Her heart flutters, a familiar dampness grows in between her legs. 'I get why some people only go after those in uniform. ♥'

Twisted hisses at Haladavar while walking closer to Alice and Ivanna. Alice focuses her attention on Haladavar. "How do I get this thing off her ankles?" Haladavar chuckles. "You don't. If you try, little Ziggy will dig his legs into her skin. Centipedes have this nasty habit of excreting acid when they feel threatened or nervous." She points her gun at Ziggy. "Previous rule applies, but now you also have until the count of three to call Ziggy off." He lifts a brow. "You can't be seri..." She interrupts. "One..." He swallows looking at Ziggy.

Her eyebrow lifts. "Two..." He sighs while looking at Ziggy. "Ziggy, no more hugs. Come to me." An oddly cute hiss escapes from Ziggy's location before he begins to loosen his grip around Ivanna's ankles. Ivanna's legs shiver from the feel of Ziggy's legs skittering along her skin as he quickly makes his way over to Haladavar. "Ah, uck!" Haladavar rolls his eyes. "You should feel honored to be hugged by Ziggy. He's such a good little boy. Yes, he is! ♥" He lifts his left hand shortly after Ziggy crawls onto it.

"Such a good boy." His hand moves close to his lips, allowing him to kiss close to Ziggy's head. Alice was the only one who saw this, but she was clearly disgusted by it. "I've seen a few weirdos before. But you... You're the weirdest of them all." Meanwhile, Ivanna's eyes find a much more enjoyable view. Alice's pussy was on full display from Ivanna's angle, making this moment far more enjoyable for her. Alice turns toward a building to her right and points her gun up toward the rooftop, but she was too late. Two sounds akin to a dart gun being fired were heard a mere second before Twisted and Alice were knocked to the ground by a large blue object.

When Alice was hit, she dropped her gun in front of Ivanna. Ivanna saw that Alice was pinned by the same blue sticky fluid that had restrained them before. Simultaneously, a growl and grunt were heard, followed by a few hisses from Ziggy before an eerie silence replaced it. Ivanna manages to turn herself over in time to see that Incha, who was still in spider form, had delivered a finishing blow to Haladavar. However, Ziggy was nowhere to be seen. Zin'qosh grins. "Mm, you've been a pain in the ass for a while now. I look forward to spending the money we get for turning in proof of your demise."

Incha cleans his fangs with his pedipalps as Zin'qosh hops off the rooftop. Alice wiggles against the sticky fluid before letting out a heavy sigh. "I knew I should have shot you when you let me out..." Zin'qosh playfully smiles. "Yes, but you would have died just now. Haladavar was almost done writing a spell with his blood." Twisted lowly growls as Zin'qosh walks toward him. Ivanna inches toward the gun, doing her best not to be noticed. 'If I can just get this gun into my inventory, I can save it for later and surprise them in transit.' Just then, Incha rips off Haladavar's head and wraps it in the oak brown cloak that Haladavar no longer needed.

Zin'qosh stops a few feet from Twisted. "That's adorable, but you can't fight while wrapped up, little kitty." She turns toward Haladavar's headless corpse. She kneels, using her hands to search for something. After a few seconds, she finds a flip phone in Haladavar's pant pocket. "Wow, I didn't think you were this old school." She smirks, pressing a few keys before putting the phone in her pocket. "Mm, now the trap has been set. The client should be here soon." She looks at Ivanna. "I think this'll be especially fun for you."

Ivanna froze when Zin'qosh looked at her. Alas, she hadn't gotten close enough to the gun yet. At that moment, she notices Ziggy looking in her direction from underneath a nearby building. Are the spiders still hostile? Or are they friendly now? Will she be able to retrieve the gun before the client arrives? Is the client someone she knows? Is Ziggy friendly now?

Name: Ivanna Pilar Costa

Title: The Gamer

Lvl: 5 XP 157/1,000

Hp: 43/81

Hp regen: .21 per min

Mp: 58/115

Mp regen: .5 per min

Critical strike chance: 5.78%

Dodge chance: 5.78%

Attack speed increase: 5.72%

Movement speed increase: 5.72%

Aiming accuracy increase: 6.28%

Money: $0

Build: Slender

Weight: 118 lbs

Height: 5' 3"

Bust Size: B-cup

Hairstyle: Low Twin Tails

Body Frame: Rectangle

Inventory Slots 0/20 ()

Unspent Skill Points: 0

Str: 12 + (0) + (0) End: 21 + (0) + (0)

Int: 13 + (0) + (0) Wis: 25 + (0) + (0)

Agi: 22 + (0) + (0) Cha: 23 + (0) + (0)

Lib: 29 + (0) + (0) Lck: 28 + (0) + (0)

Equipment Slots:

Ring 1:

Ring 2:

Gloves: Torn - Knee Length Red Pleated Skirt

Weapon:

Off-hand:

Torso: Long-Sleeved White Blouse (Lacy Pink Bra)

Legs: Lacy Pink Panties

Feet: French Sole Red Flats (Ankle High White Socks)

Neck:

Face:

Head: