Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20171112002058/@comment-26892768-20171115025433

Disguised Zakaku looks at Krika. "Sounds very lovely. I assume you freed your fellow subjects and discovered my failsafes for a jailbreak, as it were? It's a shame that I'll have to start over...but I recorded the data I need. I may never have experimented on you, which is a loss I'll have to deal with, but ultimately I'm focusing on humans, so it doesn't matter in the end. In all honesty, I'd recommend moving on - especially seeing as I'll be changing locations shortly. All part of the scientific process."

Peacock blinks. "Pharaoh lady? You don't mean..."

Then she notices the car approaching. "Goddammit."

"What?" No-Watch Ben asks.

"Celebrity from my world. Diva named Eliza. Sings songs, does blood drives, and bleh." Peacock gags. "She looks nice and all, but it's pretty much a universal rule that all singing idols are evil."

"Uh, I don't think-" Then the car parks. Two men step out - one covered in white feathers with a falcon's head, the other covered in black fur with a jackal's head. They open the passenger door, and...

"Good heavens!" Skurd quickly covers No-Watch Ben's eyes by generating the moustache of a certain mole-like alien and using their natural prehensility to do the task.

For good reason, too. Eliza's outfit isn't exactly...modest. "Sorry, traffic was terrible out there. This place is getting a lot of visitors..."