AN:hey guys this is a bit of a filler chapter, but it lays the ground work and lets you know the general set up. thanks to AR -Erithius- and Bound Dragon for the reviews
Faith's POV
It has been two days since Tig and Dawn came back into my life and honestly I am still emotionally drained. My family is here with me. B has been a bit strange, she has something she wants to tell me but she's not sure how I will take it, again. I won't rush her thou, no matter how much I want to, cause when she gets like this the things she comes up with are sweet, and insane, the first time she did this was when she bought up her "penance" as being my sexy sex slave, and they have defiantly kept me on my toes, whether its been a request to be harder on her, that I was being to considerate of a "lowly slave girl's feeling", the introduction of toys, herbringing me girls to fuck then telling me to hunt for them as well, they have all been mind blowing coming from little miss tight ass. Granted not all of them have been sexual, she was the one to sugest the bikes after all, but still when my girl gets all secretive I know there is something wicked in the cards.
Our digs are sweet, a huge California king bed with silk sheets and 7ft bed posts, midnight blue carpet, the west wall has a magically painted sunset, it is really incredible, while the other walls are painted black, the ceiling is another magical projection this one that replays the night sky, we can pick any night, and any location. We got a phone, plus we each got cellphones now, radio, six cd rack, preset up to ten channels, plasma TV 103", PS3 with a ton of games. there is a switch beside the "bathroom door" switch up and we get a walk in closet the size of a small house, middle and we get a bathroom with a hot tub easily big enough for eight and god is it ever nice after a spar, the water beating on our backs, the heat seeping though out our bodies, relaxing our muscles, wicked stuff, a regular bathing tub that fits the two of us perfectly, a super fancy shower, that sprays water from three sides and can even spray to music, it also has these mood lights in it that can be programed as well. Damn it was funny watching B try, I think she hit every combo BUT the one she wanted. It took me 30 seconds to get what I wanted, damn was she ever pissed. oh and switch down we get our play room, it packs every thing we had in the hummer and then some, the rifle range is at least twice as long, it packs a dedicated pistol range. we no longer have to worry about ammo, so we're on the ranges at least an hour a day, it packs this desktop from hell computer, faster then hell, 48 zettabytes of storage, voice controlled, this thing is just wicked.
Tig says he will be ready to enchant us later today, oh and we aren't just getting the prevent scrying set either, nope tougher skin, fusing our ribs together as well as expanding them, and improved senses. We will also be harder to burn and be able to tolerate sunlight for hours. Later we will get faster reflexes and improved strenght. Given enough time we will be able to spend the entire day in sunlight, but it will probably never be completely comfortable. he thinks with the basic, fuck basic, package it will take about a month to complete, a bit every other day so our bodies and minds have time to get used to the changes. If we like what we get he can start work on more when ever we want. This is going to be fucking wicked, not only can we stop running, we can call on backup now, and we are going to be even better designed for the hunt. we got put with one of their top squad, the Dark Angels, consisting of a shadow elf named Midnight Moonbow, 6ft tall, long black hair, light ice blue eyes and a body that could have been shaped out of Obsidian it is so smooth and dark, she is the archer and driver. next we have a dwarf named Flint FeverIron, just over 4ft, tanned and barrel chested weighting at least 230lbs solid muscle, his red hair and thick beard give him the look of a leprechaun but his eyes have the darkness of one who has seen things that where better left unseen, he provideds the muscle of the group. the group's scout is a kobald, at 3ft this walking lizard is able to crawl thourgh or climb over just about anything, his dark, dull brown scales and metal grey eyes, are a sharp contrast to his excitable, almost frantic personality, and while he doesn't look like much, he has the bite force of an aligator, his claws are venomous and he is the demolishions expert, and boy does he ever love his job, the Air Force has a saying "There are few problems can't be solved with the proper amount of high explosives", this guy lives that. And while he looks a little silly carrying a pack which is larger and heavier then his is, there is nothing amusing about the results. finally the leader is 5ft 10 inches white male from the streets of New Orleans, he and his gang where absorbed into Tig's operation, while the rest of the gang has decided on more passive rolls to help, Micheal McBride has risen through the ranks like a rocket, not only is he the leader of the group but he is also the sniper of the group as well. Me and B are going to give them more muscle and improved tracking so they won't have to rely on hit and run tactics and ambushes as much, also there are a lot of guys with antiprojectile spells on them so bullets don't work at best, some fucking throw them back, and a handful of assholes can control their flight. We have our second patrol with them tonight after our date with Tig's magic. Damn thats the phone, I walk over and pick it up "Hello"
"Hey Sass, it's time Lady Kelly will guide you on down"
"Kay, cya in a bit" I say as I hang up turning I shout into our play room, "Hey B it's time"
"Kay" B says clearly excited, she is all planning what we could do once we get all supered up. Me, I'm thinking that Tig is worried, and Tig don't worry unless there is a problem.
AN: to give you a clue as to the stortage space Mark Liberman calculated the storage requirements for all human speech ever spoken at 42 zettabytes, if digitized as 16 kHz 16-bit audio.