"Oh, yeah baby..... oh, that's right...." A male voice moaned.

"Mmmmmmmm....." a female voice giggled.

"Yeah, y'know what I like." The sounds of breathless gasping and low, aching moans resounded in the tight compartment.

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"Ok." Victoria smiled as she gathered in the scenery. "No one's going give a flying flip of a rat's ass if any of these acid heads turn up dead. I say we'll be doing the world a great favor!"

"We'll have out fun--soon." Susanne surveyed the crowd. "They're close by. Can you feel it?"

The other nodded. "Yeah...." Vic looked away. She was feeling something else, someone other than the Otaku.

"What is it?"

"Oh, I'm going to kill him!" The trenchcoat figure dashed out of sight, disappearing into the night. Susanne went after her.

Pausing in front of a tent, Nyx slowly drew her PH gun. Breathless, Suanne stood beside her, completely confused.

"You know, we can't go shooting random people."

"I know." Nyx raised her hand and the tent flew twenty feet straight up into the air.

The couple inside didn't seem to notice.

Hotohori no Otaku stared wide eyed. "Oh... my... god! I din't know you could get into that position."

The purple haired man looked up. "Nanii! Shimatte!"

"Hello, Seth." Nyx shook her head.

TBC...............