The mission takes a downturn.

Basking in the bliss of her orgasm, Mika sees something disconcerting come across the link between the two of them. Large red text appears to Mika, projected from Tallow.

"WARNING. CRITICAL DATA BREACH. NULLIFICATION IN PROGRESS."

Mika's blood runs cold, in contrast to the warmth in her booty shorts, as she realizes the ramifications of what she has done. Tallow apparently had security protocols installed that she couldn't see.

Opening her eyes with the **** of will she sees Tallow in his throne, face contorted in fear. The erotic overload comes to a crashing end. Shuddering, his head enhancements begin to smoke, a pulse of electricity building in him to nullify any remaining data, and apparently Tallow himself.

"Ha ha, time to go." Mika nervously laughs, pulling her jack from Tallow for the door she came in from. "'Twas a sick party."

As Mika pulls her jack from Tallow at the last moment, his head pulses with electricity and every other girl in the room connected to him surges and falls limp. Dead. All of them.

"Jayce I need a plan B!!" She hurriedly whispers to her PDA.

Already backing away Mika sees the "Mistress" glare at her, bolting up from her plush couch. She calls out loudly, her clear voice ringing sharply in the otherwise loud club.

"Ash, Sal, Stop that woman!"

Mika is nearly out of the glass room as she backs into someone. Turning she sees a huge man, 6'8", with brown hair and full beard standing in the doorway. He's wearing a fitted black shirt that accentuates his enormous muscles.

Beside him, blocking the rest of the exit is a woman. With white hair in small braids she looks at Mika with red tinted eyes. Of smaller stature than Mika, probably 5'4", her body is thin and lithe. She's wearing a womans suit, sans the jacket, her black suit vest stands out against her white undershirt.

Mika gives a wry look to the two of the Mistress's dogs before she bolts towards the glass exterior of the VIP room, crashing into it at a sprint. Hitting with her cybernetic arm the glass shatters and sends shards of glass as well as Mika hurtling out into space above the dance floor.

The glass and Mika come crashing down into the crowd below. Screams erupt as many are cut by falling glass. Rushing towards the DJ Mika picks up one of the longer, jagged shards. Before anyone in the crowd can recover from the glass she is at the DJs throat with the glass.

"EVERYONE GET THE FUCK BACK! Move away from the door!!"

Yelling out her demands she sees the lithe woman has followed her jumping off the balcony, and was only a step behind as she holds the DJ hostage. The white haired girl stops in front of you, a vibro-shiv in her hands. Capable of cutting through skin and bone and even light body armor, it's not something Mika wants to get in a tangle with.

The crowd separates as she speaks, not wanting to get in Mika's way. However the woman does not move, staring Mika down, shes nearly grinning with excitement. "Come on! Doooo it! I bet you won't! " She looks delighted at this.

Coming behind her taking thunderous steps down the balcony's stairs is the huge man. He's holding a baton Mika recognizes as an immobilizer, capable of stunning her and reducing her cybernetics to useless for quite a while. He covers the distance in huge strides.

"NO! STOP, THERE'S NO NEED!!!" He bellows, stoping short of the woman. "Just put the glass down. We just have some questions..."

"And I jus' wanna leave!" Exclaims Mika. "Believe me, this wasn't supposed to be the plan--the fuck you want?!"

"Just for you to drop the glass! We just have questions, if you kill the girl we will call the corpos down here. If you let her go we can work something out!" The bearded man walks slowly forward, his hands outstretched in a calming gesture.

The DJ is scared stiff, her nude body, sweaty and covered in smeary body paint is heavy in Mika's arms. The rest of the club's patrons cling to the walls, watching. With the music still playing it's unlikely they can hear what's being said. The woman with white hair bounces on her heels, still eyeing Mika up and down.

Mika takes one look at the DJ, then loosens her grip on her and the glass entirely. She raises her empty hands in the air. "'Ight Chonky Boi. You win, you win. We'll do it your way." A **** in her tone.

The man rolls his eyes before moving quickly and grabbing Mika bodily, lifting her like she was a toy. His arms prevent Mika from looking at her PDA that she hears ping, a reply from Jayce no doubt. Also preventing her from moving in the slightest. He carries her off the stage quickly and moves through the back door that Mika used to enter the club. Mika watches as the woman strides along behind them, sneering at the patrons as she passes.

Taking her up the stairs the man brings her to a room that seems a bit questionable in it's intent. A large heart shaped bed commands the room, which also has many other pieces of "unique" furniture in it. Taking her to a comfortable looking chair he plops her down. He holds her for a moment as bands emerge from the chair and grip Mika's arms, legs, torso, and even her neck. The bands are soft but very firm, giving her very little room if any to wiggle.

He steps back and sighs, "There, now we can speak privately." He moves back and sits on the bed. The woman closes the door and moves over to inspect her restrained in the chair. "Awww we aren't gonna kill her? I was looking forward to at least that attention slut getting a nice slice. Now nobody does?!" She pouts and looks over at the other, "Sal, can't I just at least rough her up a little? I promise I won't cut anything off!!! She's so tempting just sitting here!" She looks at Mika again, a playful smile makes her definitely an unsettling girl.

"No Ash, Mistress told us to stop her. Not anything more. She's stopped, now we wait. If you want something to do, go help out there, I'll watch her." Sal looks back to Mika as Ash stomps out of the room. "Now I'm not going to sugar coat this, you jacking in to Tallow obviously killed him. Who are you and Why did you kill him?"