Le Bordel des Clefs du Paradis, Bouron Base

[qwertypp7]

"A bra?! I have examined A'ne's bust very recently mon ami and no bra know to mankind can contain such... assets."

Le Pimpernel laughs heartily.

"And as for underwear... Well... Have you ever seen Cheri wear a short skirt?"

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Dublin Miner: I am Gallic admiral earning money in Bretonia.

True story...

[NixOlympica]

Claire chuckles even more and lights up cigarette

"Examined you say, you make me jealous Pimpernel."

Claire sat on Pimpernel's lap and whispered to him

"So tell me what happened yesterday, darling"

[qwertypp7]

"It was a glorious day!"

Le Pimpernel pulls out a cigarette and begins to empty the tobacco.

"We put fear into the hearts of the Sirians on our borders, and now they fear us we have them at our mercy."

He pulls out a brownish lump of something and beings crushing it up on the table.

"If you've not seen the profits yet, I suggest you look. It is uplifting stuff! To think that such riches were on our doorstep this whole time and we never realised!"

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True story...

[Magnabyte]

Marcus chuckles softly as he see's Pimpernal try to impress Claire, as she sits quietly, pondering the future of La Famille. On the one hand they could continue thier very successful runs through the tau's, but let the gallic corperations happily return to thier work, or they could refocus thier efforts of the boarder worlds again, but risk loosing the very valuable ore from the tau's. Sipping his wine he continues his contemplation in silence.

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The familly is always looking to grow, PM me for details and help us corrupt gallia one step at a time

[Omicron]

Young man enters the place, he seems to be pretty happy. His name is Frank Girard. He spotted another LaBrise pilots.

Great day it is, maybe my ship was destroyed today I shooted down one Legion pilot, and I think he was the leader! For that money I will get my ship again operatable, and who said it is not profitable? Viva la Brise familia.

He takes a glass of wine and sit with other La Brise pilots and they are starting talk after the victory.

Nice place it's indeed. -he laughs- Well any profit is going on mon amis?

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[Aftyn]

A loud audible sniff came from a heap of bed sheets in a small room. Clothes, money, and underwear of both sexes littered the floor. A creature that stirred fear and envy in the hearts of men was stirring no doubt to bring a new age of darkness to mean, as her massive breasts alone is enough to blot out all three suns of Burgundy. A gasp escaped supple lips as warm feet came into contact with cold steel floor. The creature strode across the floor, heading to its territorial cave, where the skins of its bought prey lined the large den. She picked out her favorite trophies, a soft brown leather corset coupled with a short mini skirt that barley covered her rear. It gave her a somewhat medieval appearance, an ironic fact that she loved.

She smirked as she ventured deeper into its home...few besides herself ever had the privilege of coming her. A secret shrine dedicated to her most prized possessions, powerful enough to make admirals nervous and question their motives, yet soothing enough to make men die with a smile on their face...her lingerie. She giggled as she picked out the most comfortable one, fitting yet still alluring.


Complete with its outfit the creature made its way to the bar, where it had picked up its favorite scent Frankturious Girarduious...more commonly know as a Frank Gerard. She stalked up behind him, being careful not to draw to much attention to herself. She held her breath as she slowly rested her massive assets upon his head, giggling at comedic sight.

"Hi Frank" she said smiling to him.

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[qwertypp7]

Le Pimpernel bursts out laughing at the sight of A'ne's breasts resting on Franks's head.

"Well mon ami, it looks like you're next on her list," he says through fits of giggles as he gives A'ne a wave.

"I trust you had a pleasant nap madame?" he quips as his laughter intensifies.

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Dublin Miner: I am Gallic admiral earning money in Bretonia.

True story...

[FrankStyles]

All right you are a tought girl, don't show anyone how nervous you are! As she enters
her voice sounds very nervous, she coughs and then say with a stron voice.

"Salut mes amis, iam Chloe, the rookie."

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Go away mofo!

[Aftyn]

Her eyes at the sight of Pimpernel. Crossing her arms, she heaved her breasts off of Frank's head. "That depends...hows your chronic explosive diarrhea? Oh wait.." She turned her wrist over to check her watch, "That's tonight.." She gave an evil smirk as she strutted away, her short skirt just barely covering her assets.

"Salut mes amis, iam Chloe, the rookie."

Her ears twitched as the young yet timid drifted into her ears. Turning her head slowly she caught sight of...her. Not bad, acceptable face, sizable bust, firm butt...just what she liked. She drifted across the floor, being careful to avoid her new targets field of vision as she approached from behind her. Sly, An'e grabbed her from behind, her arms wrapping around her as she squeezed her captives' breasts.

"I think its time to initiate the new recruit then!" she said smirking, nibbling on her new pet's ear.

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[NixOlympica]

Claire entered bar and she looked very majestic. She wore black robe and red brilliant on it.

"Hands out of new recruit A'ne I don't want you to scare her even more."

She came to Chloe and said

"Welcome Chloe."

then she turned to A'ne

"Some man in kirchen asked for you darling. He said he has some serious problem. I don't even want to know what does that mean."

A'ne looked like she is going to protest but before she did it Claire looked at her very dangerously and said:

"Now!"

Then she told Chloe to sit down.