
"What the fuck is this Lawrence? I work alone." Raven demanded,
looming over the lawyer even though he sat behind his large oak
desk.

Lawrence looked back at the metahuman mercenary, gaze steady
despite her yawning cleavage. *God, she looks hot when she's
angry.* He thought to himself. Of course Raven looked hot
and scary doing anything, it was just a matter of degree.
"I know you normally work alone, but you are going to need
Ink's skills on this job. You wouldn't even be able to knock
on the front door of the nest without getting blown to bits
if you went in alone. Not even you could heal from that."

Raven pursed her lips and fought back the urge to snap that
she could heal from anything. Lawrence already had an uncomfortably
accurate picture of her abilities.

"Why do I need her? I can do this job on my own. She'll just get in the
way." The boy to Raven's left spoke up.

Raven turned to him and crossed her arms under her expansive chest,
forcing pale breast flesh even further out of the swooping U-neck of
her costume. "And how many of these sorts of jobs have you done before?"
She demanded.

Ink had been stealing since he was 10 and had really amped things
up when he got his powers at 16. He had dealt with plenty of
technologically advanced marks before, and he felt confident that
he had more experience with such things than this overgrown amazon.
Despite this, his objection died in his throat as he watched
a foot and a half of cleavage jiggle and quake in front of him.

"None? That's what I thought." Raven replied when Ink didn't say
anything. Of course she knew that her hypnotic bosom probably had
more to do with his silence than anything else, but she mostly just
wanted to be difficult to get back at Lawrence for springing this
on her.

"Leave the kid alone Raven. He's made for this job. He'll cloak
the two of you in shadow and then you can just walk right in and
grab an empty AI core." The lawyer spread his hands in an appeal
for peace.

"Fine, but the price has gone up. I want another $80,000 by tonight."
She demanded.

"You got it Raven." Lawrence replied. His client had very deep pockets,
and the core would definitely be worth it. Even so, he normally would
have fought for a better deal, but there was something about Raven
that made him wilt before her. It might have had to do with the fact
that she stood just north of 6'8" in bare feet and possessed a penchant
for wearing high heeled boots tall enough to bring her cleavage
into alignment with a tall man's face. It probably had something to
do with the fact that her personality was so domineering. It definitely
had something to do with the fact that she was the most gorgeous
woman he had ever laid eyes on. Lawrence was always hard for half
an hour after Raven had left the room, and there was something
undeniably sexy about the big woman taking what she wanted. On this
and many other occasions, what she wanted turned out to be his client's
money. Of course, she had never let him down yet when it came to actually
doing the job.


"Hey kid, where do you think you are going?" Raven demanded as her new
partner started to drift away from her as they left Lawrence's office.

"Home." He said

