Lust Meets Wrath

Back to Pride

After dropping off Spitfire and having a chat with Yancy and Roseanne, along with enjoying some apple pie, the two imps said their goodbyes. 

"Alright lil' missy... yer gonna have to ride with me now, might as well get acquainted with Bombproof." He said and stood before the stallion. "Come on over and say hi."

Lena approached the horse, carefully. The horse looking at her, she smiled and stood beside him. Bombproof snorted and leaned down sniffing her then nipping at her hair. "Hehe, hey now." She said and rubbed his nose, getting a soft nicker from the hellhorse. 

"Ah, he likes ya. Good." He grinned and mounted up then offered her a hand. "C'mon, yer riding with me."

The succuimp grinned some. Taking his hand she climbed up in front of him, and felt his tail around her waist. Her own wrapped around his waist and she leaned back. 

"Ya ready?" He asked holding the reins. She nodded and he smiled some clicking his tongue. Bombproof started to trot off down the road, headed for the road to Pride. 

>>>>>

It had been a mostly quiet ride, they stood on the edge of Pride and Striker was hesitant to enter. Partially because he was used to Wrath and partially because he knew the I.M.P. crew would recognize him the instant they saw him. 

"Hey if you don't wanna go into Pride, it's fine I can handle this on my own." She looked up at him and purred softly. 

He looked to her. "You sure? Ah don't wanna, leave ya alone."

"I'll be fine okay." She smiled and kissed his snoot then slid off Bombproof, giving the hellhorse a roasted newt which he happily nibbled on. She still had three days left of her vacation. Tail wagging she ran home. So Blitz stole his gun... she snatched the card from her nightstand. "Maybe it's time to make that phone call."

>>>>>>

After settling in she pulled her hellphone out and dialed the number for Blitz's office. Loona answered. "I.M.P. who can we kill for ya today?" Her tone was bored and annoyed.

"Hey Loona it's me Lena. Is Blitz there?" She asked.

"Nope, he's on a mission. Gimme yer number and I'll have him call you when he's able."

"Alright, 666-947-0197. I just wanted to talk and hang out since I have some time."

"I'll let him know." She had actually written it down and set the note on his desk before hanging up. 

"Well, now I just gotta plan.."