Liar's Gambit/03
Seeing her look like this, you can't help but feel pity for the poor thing. Soo, you lift her paws off you, then grab one of said paws, and quickly pull her over to the shop.
"Hey, Berta! Can you help this poor girl into the storage room? She's in need of some, 'repairs' and a pick-me-up~" You ask the countess once you swung open the door.
"Sure thing, sugar~!... Come on and get your smexy butt in here, foxy~!" The black duck quacks boldly, while waving for the fox to step inside.
Renna looks between you and the entrance, while you were giving her a friendly look and motioning for her to get in.
"...Thank you..." She says, and hurries inside before closing the door...
"*"Move!, Move!, Move!"*
"*"Don't let that bastard get away!"*
And just in the nick of time, as three armed men comes charging in from around the corner. Looking dead focused on catching their target.
But, since you just helped 'conceal' said target a second ago, You have now become their person of interest...
"Hey, lady! Did you see a tall yellow bag of fur run through here?" The 'leader' you assume, demanded. But you played the stupid card and say that you didn't see anyone... But if they were in a bad mood, you didn't mind giving them a good rub or two~
"Hold on..." The one on the leader's left steps up, holding some strange gadget in his hand. He proceeds to quickly whiff it up and down your form with a hand's length of distance between you and it, and after a few seconds, it beeps three, not very 'good', beeps. "She's a bot" he says, sternly. Shooting you a stare of utter disgust
...
"Oh? well, in that case..." The leader remarks, before then grabbing your by the scalp and hair, and pull your head up to his now bent down stature. His glare being one of pure wrath and resentment.
"Where the HELL did your *'Pal'* go, you oversized, mechanical, Fleshlight!!" He growls, twisting your hair tighter. During his rough handling of you, you cound't help but give a little moan, which only seemed to piss him off more.
"Spill it! where are they!!!" He barked some more. You pleaded that you 'don't know' anything of what his inquiring about, as he's pulling reaches dangerous levels of outright pulling your head off at any second...
"For fuck sake man!..." The one on his right then chimes in while grabbing the lead's shoulder. "This is getting us nowhere!. The more time we waste on this slut, the further that kitsune bitch gets!! We need to find that fuck, before Strongman gets here!" They reasoned with the leader.
They hiss/growl for a few seconds, before snapping their sight back on you, their hand still holding onto your scalp with and iron grip...
"Get the hell out of my sight!" The leader grunts, before shoving you out of the way.
"GO! GO! GO! Double time, people!" He barks at his comrades as they charge onwards. Leaving you with a sour head.
