Head back alone

Nyssa spared a moment to look longingly at Sara's handful of clothes. She was almost tempted to ask to borrow them, it would at least make the return journey easier, but some of her anger at Sara had diminished after finding out that she'd brought most of this embarrassment on herself. She didn't want to leave Sara waiting around her in the nude while she was gone.

"I'll... be back soon," Nyssa said.

Sara leant in to kiss her cheek again.

"I'll be waiting," Sara said. "May ask for details."

Nyssa glared, crossing her arms tighter. Sara shrugged.

"Can't blame me, I like any story with you naked in," Sara said.

After a few moments, Nyssa slowly turned around. She started moving again, coming to a stop only when she reached the taller ridge she had to climb. Once she was up there, she'd be in view of that camp again. Not that she had a choice.

Taking a deep breath, Nyssa pulled herself up to the next plateau, not bothering to stand again. She had to stay low.

She couldn't be seen after all this. Nyssa pulled herself along the ground, breasts dragging across the flat rocky surface, doing her utmost to keep out of sight. So long as no one knew she was wriggling on the ground, she could bear this humiliation on top of the others.

The assassins seemed the same as before, black-clad figures sitting around and waiting, likely talking amongst themselves. Nyssa peered over a small ridge.

Well it had worked before... She picked up a stone, and threw it hard in one direction. She grimaced when she saw that, this time, they actually followed League training and two stayed by the campsite while the others went to investigate the noise. Two was better than all of them though.

She crouch-ran to the next rock, chest heaving, pausing only to make sure it didn't sound like they'd seen her. Nyssa pressed her legs together, keeping her balance awkwardly. Even for a trained assassin, some postures were uncomfortable.

After a moment, she darted to the next rock, and the next, keeping low. She stumbled, but was glad of the chance to kneel, curling up lower.

It wasn't too much further until she was past them. Nyssa risked a glance around the rock, realizing with trepidation that the handful that had gone out to investigate her pebble seemed about to return. Rather than make extra sure those at the campsite were looking away, Nyssa took a deep breath and started to sprint.

So long as she got to cover first...

"Hey! What's that?"

Her eyes widened, and sheer embarrassment redoubled her speed, but there was nothing she could do to stop the group getting a view of her butt as she shot off towards the cliff edge where, Sara said, her clothes were.