There really wasn't very much that would make this awkward situation any more so, if one took some time and perspective to think about it. One the one hand, Rayner was more or less completely innocent in the entire series of events that had led him to this point... one the other, he was in the process of firing a cannon blast at a half-naked woman who was struggling just to make her way towards him. Add to that the uncertainty of whether she might try to kill him, or jump his bones, if she actually got there, and it was, in all honesty, pretty uncomfortable.
She looked up, her eyes flicking to his readied cannon, and a small snarl crested the woman's lips. Several things happened at once. Beside the mad-woman, another summoning circle began to bring a third statue into the room, and almost at once it began to fortify, from a touch by the end of her riding crop. In the same moment, Rayner fired his cannon, while the statue began to move as though to cover Mistress. It was too slow off the mark, however, and merely succeeded in putting itself between Rayner and his target after his shot had already blown past it.
With her balance already unstable, and both her arms busy, the heavy shell impacted the busty woman in the gut with an impressive amount of force, driving her backwards several feet, until she stumbled and fell backwards on her behind, arms and legs reaching out wildly to try and catch herself and, saving only the coincidental covering of her statue, exposing herself to the world again in the process. The small grunted exclamation that accompanied the impact was followed only by quite audible heavy panting, and if Rayner looked, he would see a dazed look on the woman's face as her eyes flickered and blinked rapidly.
It took a moment for her personality to settle, jumping back and forth multiple times in those few moments, as various factors pressed in on her already fractured mind. At last, her gaze softened and grew sultry again, and she leaned over a little, making an art of sprawling on the ground and making no effort whatsoever to hide her modesty from him now. Her breathing was still rough, but she began to crawl towards Rayner in what was clearly her best attempt as sexy stalking.
"Mmmm... I like it when it's rough, you know... you've left me so breathless... you've won, I'm yours... hahh... come on sweety, come and claim your reward..." When she had almost reached the cornered Navi, she began trying to stand, 'accidentally' rending open the thin nylon at the groin of her stockings to expose what was left of her racy lingerie as she did, and rubbing at the area with one hand.
As she stood, however, the woman wavered and stumbled, in a way that clearly wasn't deliberate. She blinked, taking a deep breath, and put one hand to her forehead.
"I... I um... I think I need a nurse." This time her voice sounded more faint and dazed, than sexy or sultry. "Nurse? Nurse! Nurse, I need you!" Her eyes weren't focused on Rayner any more, but instead casting about the room with a disoriented wander. The bars locking the room down sprang open, and the door, released from this hold, promptly fell right off its hinges and into the hallway beyond.
A few seconds later, a summoning circle similar to her others appeared behind her, but what appeared from it looked very much to be another version of Mistress herself. They looked identical, except that the original mistress was mostly naked and quite beat-up, while the new one was dressed not in the head-teacher's clothes, but medical whites.
As she stepped out from behind the battered woman, the other lady could be seen to be wearing white high-heels and equally white stockings. Rather than a skirt and blouse, she wore a one-piece dress that was snugly fit, with a ludicrously low-cut front V. A bright red cross was emblazoned over her right breast, as well as on the little white nurse cap she wore. There was a stethoscope around her neck that, almost certainly, had never been used for any proper medical activity, ever.
The 'nurse' looked once a Rayner with a small, almost secretive smile, then turned her attention to Mistress, sliding one hand over her duplicate's shoulder and making small sympathetic, soothing noises to her.
"Awww, what's wrong, honey? Are you not feeling well? Let me check your temperature..." When she purred like that, it sounded more or less identical to the original, too. Mistress panted and moaned, focusing her eyes on her double now.
"It hurts... I just couldn't handle all of him..."
"Oh, you're hot, sweety! So hot! Where does it hurt, hmm? Show nurse where you're aching..."
"Hahhh... here..." Mistress took one of Nurse's hands and clamped it over her exposed breast, then reached for her other hand as well. "Oh, and here... it aches here... it's burning!" Like a bad adult movie, she dragged the nurse's other hand to the front of her underwear, pressing it firmly against the part that 'ached'. The nurse pursed her lips and made a show of 'examining' both areas with thorough rubs and grips of her hands, then shook her head, tutting. She leaned in to give the other woman a very chaste, delicate kiss on the forehead... then a very distinctly less-so one on the lips. It lasted a good many uncomfortable seconds before the most-likely-not medical professional broke away.
"You're going to have to come back with me, honey. We can't leave you like this, now, can we? Don't worry, we'll get you lying down and we'll make all those aches go right away. Do you want to bring your toy with you?" By this point the two women were more or less hugging each other, and seemed on the verge of kissing again, when, in unison, they both turned their faces to look directly at Rayner, identical expressions unblinking.
Was that an offer? An ultimatum? A demand... a threat? Who could even begin to say, at this point? Sometimes, some offers were simply too dangerous to take up... maybe running screaming for the hills wasn't such a bad idea, but either way, the ball was in his court, at least for the moment. On the bright side, it seemed like the battle, if it could be called one, was over.
-=The One-woman Disciplinary Committee=-Mistress.Exe: 245hp [Cracked Mirror: Seduction][Called For The Nurse]
-=The One-man Disciplinary Problem=-Rayner.Exe: 95Hp
-=Battle 5, Victory!=-Rewards: 1500
z Airshot1
Quote (Airshot1)
Damage: 40 + Microburst
Accuracy: A
Description: A buster-like gun that shoots a bullet of compressed air, sending whatever it hits flying.
Duration: Once
Element: Null
Special: Wind Type: This chip counts as Wind Type for the purposes of Wind triggered effects, such as traps and terrain.
