Agnes rolled her eyes as she listened to Taikon before he hung up. Agnes had made her way into the church, there was only a few visitors in the main hall along with a few priests and pastors. There was no events, so Agnes moved through the church with ease, arousing little suspicion as most people who were present averted their gaze and attention from her. As she looked around for a way up she was confronted by a priest.
"Can I help you... ma'am?" a priest asked with an air of condescension from behind Agnes when she was trying an electrically locked door to get access to the bell tower of the church.
Agnes sighed before slowly turning to face the man, “Yes, sir, you sure can….” Agnes answered with a sultry tone, walking slowly towards the priest.
Realizing that Agnes was a demon, the priest immediately became visibly uncomfortable at the sight of the scantily clad demoness. “What can I do for you ma’am?”
Judging by the way the priest was behaving, Agnes could tell, feel, and see that he was only man of god on the surface, but right beneath he was a sinner of the most immoral and perverted acts. Agnes grinned as she brushed up to the man, “I’m just a visitor from out of town and was hoping to go up to the bell tower to get a view of the city and take a few scenic photos. Can you do that for me?” she smiled innocently and tilted her head, pushing her chest into priest as her little bushel of a tail wagged slowly. He was trying hard not to touch her but found it impossible not to place a hand on her lower hip.
“I am sorry ma am but the bell tower is currently off limits to visitors, but perhaps I can interest you in visiting the lower levels of the belfry?” he asked with a smirk.
“That could work…” Agnes grinned, “Lead the way sir.” The pried led her to another part of the church with an electrically locked door and opened it with a keycard. It lead to a rather large marble staircase that led high into one of the spires of the church.
“So how long are you going to be in town for?” the priest asked after a few moments as the two of them climbed the stairs.
“Oh, for just a few more days, Winchester is so nice.” Agnes moved purposely with a sway in her hips in front of the priest being a few steps ahead of him putting her short booty shorts to work. Flash chirped from behind the priest as he happily sucked on a lollipop holding onto the stick with both of his flippers. “Such good people here, and the city is so beautiful.”
It didn’t take too long for them to reach the belfry, upon reaching the top, Agnes peered out a nearby window and saw that they were sufficiently high, but would have preferred an even higher vantage point. “Nice bells up here and the view is fantastic!” Agnes exclaimed, turning around to face the priest as he entered the room from the stair well. Agnes stretched arching her back and reaching up with both arms. “So, ‘man of god’ are you going to give me a personal tour of this place?” she playfully smirked while bidding the man closer with a suggestive sway of her hips and open arms.
“Oh, I will take you on a tour on top of every bell!” the priest practically ran into Agnes’s arms and pushed her against one of the bells, his hands reaching around grabbing, groping, and squeezing whatever he could he could get his hands and mouth on. Agnes let out a playful yelp at the suddenness of getting pushed, she played along and arched her back, throwing her head back offering more of herself to the man, and she wrapped one of her legs around him as he pushed against her body even more, nibbling and licking parts of her neck, his hands grabbing onto her long wavy snow white hair.
Flash watched them as he stood by the stairs, staring at them blankly and indifferent as he sucked on his candy treat. A few moments later he casually walked up the intertwined couple. With one flipper holding his lollipop steady in his mouth, he held up his other flipper as it began surging with thin traces of electricity along with the tops of his horns. He reached out and touched the priest on the back.
The priest immediately stiffened as the Thunder Wave shot though his body but was not strong enough to transfer into Agnes. With a single swift motion Agnes took hold of the priest’s arm, twisted it around his back as she spun around and took him down, pinning him face down on the floor. He was still twitching and paralyzed, Agnes knelt down onto his back and drew her gun from its holster on her thigh, the crystals and sweeping red line designs of the gun lit up the moment she griped the handle. She held the weapon to the back of the priest’s head, a few inches away. The blood red glowing crystal chambers of the revolver suddenly turned into a deep violet that was almost black, like food coloring spreading through water. “Sweet dreams baby….” Agnes purred as she fired the weapon, the muzzle flash and smoke of the shot looked like a long spiraling horn, light purple in color. The gunshot was not loud, but the priest now laid completely still beneath Agnes, but he was still alive, just asleep, his muscles twitched every now and then.
Agnes stood up holstered her weapon, the chamber returning to the blood red color. She straightened herself up, fixing her hair and readjusting her top and shorts. “How do I look?” she asked Flash, who nodded and chirped with approval. “Don’t talk with your mouth full buddy.” Agnes opened the window that faced the city and climbed out onto the ledge, she looked around and up, the belfry tower was in a hexagon shape with the very top of the tower being the perfect place for a lookout. “Rope please.” She said and moments later a large coil of rope hanging on Flash’s flipper extended out from the opened window. Using the rope Agnes easily climbed onto the top and with a makeshift pulley system she managed to get Flash onto the tower as well. There was a maintenance hatch on the floor that led to the bell ringing mechanisms.
“Well let’s get comfy then shall we, luckily the sun is going away, would be great if it rained.” Agnes looked out over the city, not a bad place. Flash handed her the long cloth pouch. Agnes took out a long high-tech looking scope and looked through it towards the Guild Walkway, everything came though the scope perfectly clear, and she could even see individual faces of people, and the head up display within the scope would also pull up information on and individual if she lingered on an individual. Agnes heard the thump of Flash plopping down onto the floor sitting against the wall as he finished his lollipop and began fishing through his bag pulling out a bottle of water and then proceeded to struggle opening the cap.
As Agnes watched there appeared to be nothing out of the ordinary or anyone that resembled the target she was after. A while later she did spot a bus parked at a guild house, “Field Trip?” Agnes focused her scope on the house it departed from, the scope highlighted and outlined the foundations of the building giving her top-down layouts of every level and through the walls of the building, “Galactic Stars, and Mistral? A shared house? Pathetic….” Agnes inspected each of the members and that was when she found something interesting, there was an unknown person among them with no information that her scope could find, also she did resemble the princess, least her hair did. She decided to follow the individual with the scope as they went into the bus. If she does turn out to be the princess then her theory was correct.
Agnes dialed Taikon on the phone while she still looked through the scope hearing a growing commotion coming from Flash behind her but she ignored it. “Hey Sherlock, potential suspect spotted, leaving the Galactic Stars, and Mistral guild house on a bus, be a good boy and chase it for me will you, I’ll be on the lookout for Corvisquire, hurry up.” Agnes hung up.
Hearing the crinkling and crackling of plastic behind her intensify, Agnes turned around to find that Flash had lost his battle with the bottle cap and was now on the floor, holding the bottle with both flippers as he tried chewing the cap off the top of the bottle. He fumbled around with his newfound menace before noticing that Agnes was staring at him with a raised eyebrow. Flash froze in place and stared back before slowly moving the bottle away from his mouth and slowly handed Agnes the bottle all the while not breaking eye contact.
“Really Flash?” Agnes twisted the mangled cap off and handed the bottle back to Flash who held it triumphantly before guzzling down the water. Agnes looked at the saliva covered cap in her hand with a glazed look before she tossed it on top of Flash’s bag, and she turned back around and looked through the scope tracking the bus. It was relatively uneventful for the most part until the bus was abruptly attacked by a lone man, he jumped onto the hood of the bus, crushing and disabling it. “Hmm, this will be interesting.” Agnes watched on with anticipation as the passengers began their counter attack.
