Lana Kane

You struggle to decide on someone. Until you flip over to the section on Archer. You think about Lana in the firing position, as the machine gunfire ripples her breasts.

Suddenly, Lana is on your bed. You can't recall how she got there, it's like she was there to begin with.

"Whhhhat?" She asks in surprise. As she looks down she realises she's only there in her Fiocchi knock-offs.

"What the shit!?" She yells in surprised anger. Her eyee turn to glare at you, and you thank the Gods she didn't show up with her Tec-9s. If looks could kill...

You swallow down any fear you have, and smile at her, the possibilities of the situation running through your head.

"Hello, Lana." You say simply, standing up to her. She starts to get up, but you hold up a hand.

"Stop." You command. She paused to stare at you.