Plasma: ”Heh, yeah I would.”
 
You turn to meet her lips and she happily returns the kiss in full. After a brief makeout session you break the kiss and get ready for her next move.
 
Mystic Spice: Not bad. Planning on trying anything else?”
 
Plasma: “Um…well I might have something in mind. But I was going to let you lead.”
 
As she’s thinking you have the clone make its way behind her.
 
Mystic Spice: ”Hmm. Cute, and a gentleman. That’s a rare combination. Okay, I think you pass the test.”
 
Plasma: ”Wait, this was a test?!”
 
Mystic Spice: ”Yeah a stupid test. And you passed. Barely. Next time you might want to slow it down before it gets this far though. But you let me lead so you could react before I could pull something on you…right? I mean, I was trying to edge you on pretty hard. I don’t think I hid my allegiances that well.”
 
Plasma: ”Uh, yeah totally…so you didn’t show off to me for sexy reasons?”
 
Mystic Spice: ”Sorry bud, but that was an act. Look, you wanna be a mercenary right? First rule: Never trust anyone who comes on too strong. If I had been a changeling assassin you’d already be dead.”
 
Plasma: ”Isn’t that kinda racist?”
 
Mystic Spice: ”Not when their fangs can drop a stallion dead. You’d be getting the literal kiss of death.”
 
Plasma: ”Alright…So why are you giving me tips?”
 
Mystic Spice: ”Well, in case you haven’t noticed. I’m a recruiter of sorts. This along with the spell is one of the ways I get a gauge of the new talent popping into the station. You did about average with the magic by the way…but you’re a pretty good kisser though.”
 
Plasma: ”And this?”
 
Mystic Spice: ”Like I said. It’s a stupid test. I can’t give the important high paying jobs to mercs who’ll leave themselves unguarded. The moment they meet a nice piece of ass, boom dead. It’s a common rookie mistake the romantics out there make. Oh and here’s your pay. Also sorry for the lecture. It’s kind of a thing you just do when you’ve done this kind of work for awhile.”
 
Mystic transfers 359 credits into your account and gives you a card with a phone number on it.
 
Mystic Spice: ”We might not have as much funds as the alliance or the NUR, but the resistance pays their mercs well. If you’re willing to earn your pay I think you’ll enjoy the rewards.”
 
Plasma: ”And the number?”
 
Mystic Spice: ”It’s for work. Hit me up when you have a crew. Or if your feeling up to some commando work. We could use the help.”
 
Plasma: ”Oh…”
 
Cutiemark passive activated
 
Mystic Spice: “Or if you’re looking to get to know me better.”
 
“I like movies and dorks. So if your interested, stop with the smooth guy act. You seem sweet enough without it.“
 
Plasma: ”Heh noted.~”
 
Mystic Spice: “Oh and here’s a hot tip. When I was… “inspecting” the public line it looked like someone did a backtrace on your call with the D-dog. Not sure what they wanted but seems like someone is looking for her. Whatever the reason, it can’t be good seeing how hard they were trying to hide it from her.”
 
Plasma: ”You spied on my call?!”
 
Mystic Spice: ”I prefer to think of it as part of the vetting process, thank you very much. Haha. How else would I stop the bad gu-ogf!”
 
From behind her you can see you copy on the backside of Spice. Seems like shes getting the receiving end of your more “eager thoughts” when your double tries exuding your earlier commands.
 
Mystic Spice: “H-hey, think you could get your copy to stop dry humping me.”
 
She blushes and looks a bit annoyed. But you can’t help but giggle at the cute faces she’s making.
 
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