Emit groaned in despair. He was put In charge of protecting a rather large women who claims is being targeted by Carnage. He didn't want to leave his car. A beautiful sleek grey-black 1966 doge charger in perfect mint condition. He opened the door and carefully closed it. Than walked up to the door. He looked around. The house was huge, quit fitting for the women who lives in it. It had shades of white and creamy browns. It was actually quite beautiful.
He rang the bell, and heard "coming" in a annoying preachy sing-song voice. A thin girl in her young 20s opened the door. She had short black hair and brown eyes. "Please come in the lady shall be with you soon." "I suppose it would take a rather long time to go down all those stairs." Emit said loud enough for the girl to hear but no one else. "If only she'd actually use them." They both started giggling with each other. She led him to a couch. Where they continued to make rather rude comments about the women they were serving.
The elevator dinged and the maid quickly scurried away. And in came Ms.Nebula. She was very plump. Her lips were bright red the same as her thight dress that she bore. Her eyelashes were long and curled complimented with purple eyeshadow. Her hair was short brown and had a hell lot of curls. "Eleanor come her right now." She tried sounding dominant but insetead it was a very screechiy sound.
The maid Emit had been talking to quickly walked in her head down and sge seemed very very scared. "Y-yes ma'am" she stuttered out still shaking despite the way to hottemprature inside the house.
"You fat pig how dare you annoy our guest. Don't think I didn't see you" the screeching began. She continued with more insults mostly about her weight. Not caring about how much she cried. Until emit stepped in not being able to take it it. He didn't do anything big he didn't want to lose his job or head. Instead he quitter but loud enough to hear spoke "I think she she's actully rather beautiful, model type beautiful." The room went silent. "Well if your done Ms.Nebula could we please start for what I can here for." Emit said. Motioning to the seat I front of him and for the maid to leave.
"A-ah yes sorry sir, but why do t we go somewhere more private like my room. Oh and please call me Tris." She batted her eyelashes and tried to look as sexy as possible. Then turned around and walked up the stairs.
Emit of course caught up quite easily. And ended up waiting for her at the top. When she came up she led him through a hall full of old heirs of her ancestors. Some of them emit recognized being over 500 years old and all. But other were way before his time. It was quite incredible really.
"Please sit here." Tris pointed to the seat next to her whilst sitting down herself. Emit really really didn't want to knowing where this was going. "No it's quite fine I prefer to stand during these sort of things" he lied. Waving his hand trying his best to look sincere.
"Well if you insist, where should I begin." She nodded her head and kept her back straight. "You probably think I'm lying but I'm not you see I have this heirloom." She took of an amulet from her supposed neck. It was a dark blue or purple colour. It was as if it was changing.
"This amulet when in the wrong hands can be very dangerous it multiplies the wears magic ability by a hundred. Of course it only works on magic users. Which I myself am not." She sighed.
"May I see" Emit asked. Clearly intrigued by its power. "You can look but not touch." Emit groaned his bubble burst. "How do you know she wants it" he asked clearly annoyed. Tris pulled out a letter. She got up to give it to him. Then stood by his side waiting for him to read it.
Emit was about to give the letter back and speak when trust pulled him down on the couch. And put both her arms next to his head. "Please help me." She begged despite her assault if poor emit. Who was being squished by her stomach and breast.
"I'm sorry ma'am but I can't help you like this" Emit hardly spoke and could not breathe. Tris tried to look
Him in the eye but her body came in her way. She was about to speak when the both heard a giggle.

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AdventureAlma. Broken family abandoned twice. Hated. Loved. Crazy af. Lars. Curious. Student. Part-time cop. 12 years old. Lost. Hates father. Emit. Detective. Famous. Lots and lots of enemies. Few allies. 2 kids. Did not sign up for parent hood. ...