User blog comment:Affectos/Minor RP: The Beast Inside/@comment-4803039-20130802131000/@comment-4803039-20130802210623

Tyler nodded as the avian took off, "Okay, I guess we head to the scecurity room."

After a bit, he and the girls finally found the room market 'security'. Knocking on the door, a chubby 40-some guy with a bad comb-over walked out. The donut crumbs on his scruffy beard just re-inforced the stereotype.

Nikki stepped forward, "Excuse me, by chance could we take a look at the security footage of the last few days?  It's important."

Wiping the powdered sugar on his black slacks, the guard shook his head, "No can do fox...er ma'am, I'm not allowed to let the public in." He then moved closer and began to slid his hand across her hindquarters, "But I'm sure we could work something out..."

In a heartbeat, Nikki grabbed his arm, spun him around and pinned the guard against the wall with her Sabine in hand, "Don't try that again.  We're part of the Historical Artifact Recovery Personnal.  Think of us as the Smithosian Special Forces.  Now, about that footage?"