As Jake and Grud entered the classroom, his bright blue eyes reflected their figures clearly within, thoughts swirling within. As he adjusted his blue tie, Emily came beside him, her body twisting flirtatiously, desire clearly visible in the depths of her eyes. Her mewling, though soft, rang clear in his ears.
"Not now, my dear, we shall do it after school. You do know that we'll both be in trouble for what we are doing. Be patient, for patience brings the sweetest rewards." As he consoles her, his eyes shift towards the duo, especially towards Jake. His tongue kicks hos lips, in anticipation of the day where his dish is completed, where he can savour the ultimate joy.
As he daydreams about the future, the future of his toy, a sudden call interrupts thoughts. "Professor, it's time for class to start, could you please go back to class. And Emily, aren't you supposed to be at Demonology 101?" The teacher who noticed them has decided to warn them to go back to class, obviously very angry that people were still loitering around, even though classes had started.
Both lowered their heads, showing a stance of obedience, yet ignoring him simultaneously. To avoid suspicions on each other, both left to their respective classes. As they were leaving, he left a note inside Emily's skirt, her visibly fidgeting.
I should really visit my... bunny. She should know what happened to the poor boy. Licking his lips again, he entered the classroom.
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Heavy shoes are heard tapping in the floor, as something huge is seen walking through a very wide corridor. Murals of all sizes, this time moving, seemingly without cause, animating the stories within. Though the scenery remained beautiful, the man's expression on the other hand, was not.
Strados, though silent, emitted such rage that the surrounding air itself seemed to burn in his fury. He had just received news that the latest shipment from the planet was intercepted, again. Although he did not know how they knew which ships had the most valuable artefacts, it still remained that they were robbed.
As he reached the meeting room, he paused before the door, composing himself, containing g the rage within, before entering the conference room.
Inside, sitting in a round table, were holographic projections of the 5 other high ranking members of the Federation at Earth. Although their figures were not seen, their mere presence itself distorted the surroundings as well, despite being mere projections.
"Ladies and gentlemen, i have managed to confirm what we have all thought: we have a mole within ourselves, and it must be a pretty high ranking at that. Although I do not have any suspicions, I still believe that it's not one of you. Gut instinct if you can say." As Strados finishes, his expression turns dark, the contained anger slightly spilling out.
"I seem to have the same problem, although to a lesser degree. This indicates that the problem must be centralised at the HQ." One of the projections gave a curt reply, pointing to the heart of the problem. The others seemed to nod as well, indicating that they have observed the same thing.
Sighing heavily, Strados gets up from his chair, motioning that the meeting is over. "I hope we are able to get news, any news, about the potential leak. And someone, can you please get Helena for me! Where is she anyways?"