Of course you do.

“It’s a yes.” You say snatching the chip.

“This should be everything you need to get in.” He says rising to his feet, “Although I think I would change into something a bit less, visible. The device must be taken tonight. Call us when you have the item, our number is on the chip.”

“I guess you should expect my call.”

“Confidence, good, go home, put on some professional clothes, bring me my item, more money will come.” He says flatly, then the two of them walk out leaving you alone in the room.

Slotting the chip you find a blueprint of a large warehouse. The possible locations of what they say are six guards and two scientists on duty tonight. Plus a few possible codes to the doors, although it seems to think they are old. When you think of his advice and home an address appears in your files of a studio apartment. “Guess I need to change.” You say with a smile looking down at your sexy ass self.

You make your way out of the rave and into the night air, the sweat soaking your skin chills your bare skin as the gentle breeze rolls across you. “Wow, this is creepy real. I can't believe I am really an elf… Wait what, that isn't right? Whoa, why is it hard to remember who I am, this game is intense. Shaking your sexy head you pull out your keys as you walk the field of parked cars. Keys in hand it dawns on you that it is a Harley key and you spot a jet black stripped down bobber with a comfy looking black leather seat and throw your leg over it. Sure the key fits and the beast rumbles to life.

Minutes later you are speeding though the night, and in about a half hour you reach your apartment. “Gotta make this quick.” You say, then quickly strip naked and step into the shower to rinse off the glitter and sweat. The dresser holds lots of clothes, mostly skimpy skirts and dresses. In the front of the closet you find some rather new looking gear and get dressed. You can't resist a cute neon orange thong and bikini top, or lime green socks with smiley faces, and start with those. Armored hip hugging skin tight black leggings are next, followed by a short tank top that leaves your midriff bare. A gun belt with holster that rides low and ties around your leg is next that you find already holds a larger 1911 style gun with 12 round magazines of which are 4 in pouches and one in the gun. To your surprise the gun seems to be magic to enhance range, power, and skill, plus smart chipped and the sight appears in your HUD as soon as you handle it. Over all this you pull on a thin long flowing black jacket that is also magically armored plus makes you harder to see. Heading out you step into a pair of zip up knee high boots with chunky 4” heels, tucked in each in a hidden pocket are two small daggers that you somehow know fit perfectly with your style of martial arts, which oddly enough seems more like a wrestling style.

Glasses on, bag over your shoulder, keys in hand, and skill chips running, you head back into the night.