Tyr & Co.

Tyr handed the desk guard the work order and the three ID's of the rest of the maintenance team to the guard at the desk. "Here you go, sir."

The guard studied the ID's in turn, as usual taking a little extra time studying the face of Dove. Tyr could almost hear his "Oh my god" thoughts as he checked the ID. Finally he handed the IDs back and looked at Tyr, "Yours."

Tyr quickly handed his over. After a cursory exam, he handed that back while typing the work order number into the computer. The order confirmation came up right away. The guard checked it out, and noted it was an automated flag for an air handler near the computer labs, "Okay, give me a moment to get you an escort to that area."

"Right-o. No problem."

The guard reached for the phone and...

"Oh, come on, we've been in this building how many times?" Dove stated as she leaned over the front desk, which gave the guard a magnificent view of her cleavage. It also let her pheromone booster hit the guard like a smack in the face with a sledgehammer.

The reaction was instantaneous, as the guards nostril's flared wide, and his eyes glazed over, lost in the trance of hormonal response.

Tyr's ears perked up as Peregrine's voice came over, "Peregrine to Simon and Tyr, no activity at the KISS station."

"Uh...A-according to the...the rules...I have to send a guard with you." The guard said unconsciously leaning a bit forward to see if he could spot a nipple or something more to jerk off over later tonight.

Dove pouted as the pheromones started to affect more than just the guard. Tyr noted Fire Fox shift his legs a bit, perhaps to move Little Fire to a better, more comfortable position. Tyr felt it affect him, though Jake seemed to not even notice the pheromones. Tyr focused on Jake for a second as Jake's eyes narrowed for a moment. "Oh, how about a compromise. You get someone to relieve you and you escort us. I think I'd really like to get to know you better. You seem interesting."

"I...I'm just a security guard, Ma'am." The guard said, fully enthralled by Dove.

"And how is that not interesting? How many people do you meet a day?"

"I work at night...but...you really think I'm interesting?" the guard asked hopefully.

Tyr pegged the guard to be lower middle class upbringing, with a serious self esteem issue. Probably a virgin to boot.

"Absolutely..." Dove said breathlessly, and Tyr noted without sarcasm. Usually by this point she's outright sarcastic to her marks, but Tyr guessed if they were probably going to ruin his chance at continued employment the least she could do is work his self esteem up a bit. She was a bit of a philanthropist in that regard. Dove reached forward and trailed a finger across the guard's face.

The arrangements were quickly made. The guard relieving the desk guard at first seemed a bit surly at being called to the front desk, then he saw the googly eyes the desk guard was making at Dove. Tyr saw the man silently chuckle, "Okay Greg head on up."