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Chapter 82 by carnivorous cow

Are they spent for the night?

Yes, they fall asleep.

Druuna curled her nude body around the tired form of Janette and soon fell asleep with a soft smile on her face. They both slept well and without interruption that night.

After a simple but filling breakfast, Janette finally asked Druuna what she?d been worrying about ever since escaping Amiciliis clutches. Frowning softly and clutching her arms, Janette asked:

?D-Druuna? Do-do you think Amicilii?s killed my dad? I mean h-he?s probably really pissed that we got away and I-I??

By now there were tears in Janettes? eyes and Druuna hugged the younger girl warmly, saying:

?Oh, don?t worry Janey. Amicilii?s an ugly bastard, but he?s not stupid. He?s likely still keeping your father alive as a bargaining chip. We?ve killed three of his men and a coward like Amicilii is sure to be afraid of us.?

Janette brightened a bit and hugged the taller woman back. ?I-I guess. B-But how will I ever see my father again? Amicilii?s sure to have moved his settlement before we can report him to the Greenport guards!?

Druuna grinned at her companion and replied ?Maybe he will, but I know somebody who?ll know where he is. When I interrogated Carson he told me where they were taking all of our gear. There?s a woman named One-Eyed Jenny in the slums that acts as his fence. We?ll just stop in there, take back our shit and ask her nicely where your dad would be. So come on, get dressed and we?ll get going. We should be at the outpost by midday.?

The young brunette smiled softly and gave Druuna a quick kiss before running off to get ready.

The ground was mostly flat and the two women made easy progress towards their destination. Before they knew it, Druuna and Janette came within sight of the outpost. The outpost was a small, squat concrete building that was likely a bunker before the ?End of Things?. Built onto the side of the featureless square was a thin, three floor tower made of scrap iron plates. From a thin pole flapped the familiar eye and periscope flag of the Finders Guild.

As the women walked closer, a tall, well tanned man holding a long barreled rifle took sight of them and called out:

?Stop right there! State your names and business with this Guild Outpost.?

Druuna and Janette quickly stopped and Druuna replied:

?My name is Druuna. I am a Guild member who requires assistance. My friend; who is also a guild member, and I were captured by slavers and only barely escaped.?

The man called back ?Do you or your friend have guild badges to prove what you?ve said??

Druuna frowned and yelled back ?No, they were taken from us by the slavers. But Junior Grandmaster Ezra Vanheim in Greenport will vouch for me. He sent me and Janette here on a mission that we were in the process of fulfilling when we were captured.?

The man lowered his rifle and motioned for them to come towards the outpost. When they got to the door he unlocked it and smiled at them both, saying ?Hello there ladies, I?m Mathias. Sorry about all the security. I was sent a note telling me to expect you two going through this area the other day. There?s not much I can do for you here, it?s just me and Jared; he?s out shooting raccoons for the pantry, here and the best we can do is get you some old clothes, a few basic weapons and supplies and give you a safe place to sleep for the night.?

Druuna eyed the hospitable guard, smiling softly at him.

Mathias was tall and well tanned from working in the sun. He wore a pair of blue jeans that seemed to have become a bit tight while talking to Druuna and a camouflage shirt.

Noticing the bulge in his pants, Druuna smiled turned to a grin and she happily replied ?That sounds great, I would be ecstatic to sleep inside for a change. Wouldn?t you Janette??

Janette nodded gratefully and replied ?Oh yes, I would love to not have to sleep naked on the cold ground next to miss snores-a-lot here!?

The poor guard nearly fainted at hearing Janettes commentary on sleeping nude.

Druuna squealed in indignation and playfully hit her companion ?I DO NOT snore! And besides, at least I don?t have pointy nipples that poke everybody near me!?

The guard was pretty sure he was getting a nosebleed at this point. Using every ounce of control he had, Mathias led the two adventurers inside and told them that dinner would be in a few hours.

What happens next?

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