Made It!! by SidheRoseGraphics ()
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Xara made the transfers to their new credit chits, once Wulf said 'Go for it'. She looked visibly relieved and he wasn't sure if that was a good sign or a bad one. But then, if he couldn't trust her, who could he trust? All the correspondence and so forth she'd saved for him look pretty legit. "We're going to a different club, like we're going out partying. Once we get inside, just follow my lead. We'll go into the office. There's a trap door in there that leads down to the docks where we need to be."
They entered the crowded, noisy club and went to the bar, ordering a drink each, then wandered around for a bit. The band was in the middle of their set, so most were out dancing and oblivious to everything around them. Xara made her way back into the corner, where the restrooms were. There was a dark hallway off to the side. She walked on into it like she knew where she was going and belonged there. To act furtively would be suspicious. They both knew that. Once in the empty office, they entered what looked like a closet and she closed the door. She'd brought a flash light and switched it on now. As promised there was a trap door in the floor there. Wulf opened it and they descended a flight of metal stairs, closing the trap door behind them.
They didn't have to go too far, as Shea's ship was two bays down. It didn't look like much, but Xara assured him it was 'sea-worthy' and in good repair. As they approached the port, they saw a woman standing in the doorway, waiting for them. They took one last look around before turning into the bay. Didn't look like they were followed. So far, so good. "Hey Alba.... We're here," Xara said.
"Good!" the pale, thin girl answered. "Let's get this bucket out of here, asap. Shea's ready to fire her up and we'll be gone. You must be Wulf," Alba said, lowering her arm to indicate they should head inside.
"Don't know 'im," Wulf winked. "You must have me confused with someone else."
Okay, so they're out of there it seems. But where will they go? Not many choices but they can pick one of three. More about that to follow.
Model is SRG_Alba - aka, my White Lady. She appeared in last evening's image but I had to redo her face :( That's alright. I may like this one better. And I thought I'd try this outfit on her because she is the skinniest model I've ever made (but well toned) and voila, it fit! Yea. Went right on her with very little adjustment. My hair textures.
Thanks for stopping by dear friends and for your comments. They are always appreciated. Dang...another tragedy in West, TX with the fertilizer plant that blew up. Sounds pretty serious there.
Image Comments (22)
Wow - she's outstanding, Ray! You're doing some amazing work, my dear friend! Can't wait to see where this goes... Yeah, that was sad about West, Texas - just about wiped out the whole town... I don't think a plant that manufactures "fertilizer" - ammonium nitrate - should be located as close to a populated area as that one was - for just this reason. It's nasty stuff...