Handle the centaurs

Nami was a lot of things; greedy, quick to anger, easily scared, sometimes cruel and black-hearted. But no one ever called her stupid. She certainly wasn’t going to charge head-first into a mysterious cloud of purple gas when she had no idea what it did. It could be deadly poison. But fortunately, Nami had three unsuspecting centaurs to test it out on.

Nami waved her ClimaTact and the air shimmered around her. Then suddenly there was a copy of the orange haired navigator standing on each side of her.

The centaurs charged ahead undeterred. There were three of them and three Namis. That made things easier. But as the three manimals lunged at the orange haired girl the air shimmered as they all sailed straight through her. All three were mirages but now they had vanished after the horse-men passed through them. The three centaurs tumbled forward into the purple cloud of gas.

“NO! WHAT DID YOU DO!?” ‘Master’ shrieked, “Now three of my centaurs have absorbed my aphrodisiac gas! No one wants to see that!”

The aphrodisiac gas proved to be fact acting. Extremely large protrusions began to grow from between the hind legs of thee centaurs' animal-parts. The three horny centaurs searched for someone to take their sexual frustrations out on but Nami was nowhere to be seen. And so the three centaurs turned their attention on the closest substitute… each other.

The air shimmered and Nami reappeared standing off to the side. She was staring in wide-eyed shock at the gay centaur orgy going on in front of her.

“I was not prepared to watch this happen today…” Nami dead-panned.

“NEEEIIGGH!” one of the centaurs let out a high-pitched whinny as they continued their… activities.

“This is one fucked up gameshow!” one of the perverted men in the crowd blurted out.

“Eww… what the hell are we watching?” another wondered.

“I don’t wanna see this! I’m out of here…”

A large portion of the watching crowd cleared out. None of them seemed to be overly interested in watching three centaurs go at it.

That left considerably fewer people watching Nami as the task continued.

The centaurs were all suitably distracted… with each other. But they had also inhaled all of the purple gas so the coast was clear for Nami to sneak around the outside of the room and get to the hallway on the opposite side.

“Better you guys than me…” Nami resolved as she continued onward down the next hallway.

She didn’t see anything out of the ordinary until she came to a door. The metal door had a layer of icy frost on it.

Nami shivered and hugged her arms around herself. She was once again reminded of how cold it was in this lab and how little she was wearing. Did she want to search a room that could potentially be even colder or should she continue on down the hallway?