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Continuation from Megan (Comic Book Style)

"The concern is recruitment," I say, addressing the VIPs before me. Legislators, Military Intelligence. Vice President Teresé Papadopoulos. Sad that the President couldn't be here. One of those recent migraines she's had as of late. I hide a smirk. The VP is skeptical.
I'll have to convince her.
"I have an answer. Cyborgs."
"The President will never agree to the re institution of your previous Cyborg programs." She looks down at her amethyst pendant. Psishield. Dark. No threats detected. She visibly relaxes. "You have to know this."
"I have no desire for that program," I respond. She's shocked, a chink in her brute force and unsophisticated hardshield. I slip in the merest whisper of a probe that her crystal could never detect.
=== CONNECTION COMPLETE ===
Smiling, I tell her sweetly, "I am proposing voluntary cybernetics. For hardened criminals after a mindwipe. For military go-getters. For those attracted to a signing bonus."
"Nothing you're doing... through your... "
She's having difficulties with the words as I plant passive low energy controls. And I have her realize she's seeing me for the first time. Filling her with desire. She bites her lip. Oh yes, I have her.
"... church," she continues as I have her go wet. "That would be a conflict of interest."
"The proposal is mine as a purely military consideration, fully independent of the church. And to be administered, should you approve, by your office."
I heat her up to unprecedented levels. She runs out without another word.

To orgasm.
"Let me show you some footage of the Mark 6 cyberarms that I field tested - " The holovid runs amid much oooohs and aaaahs. Papadopoulos returns and no rest for the wicked. I start heating her up again.
"Excuse me..." as she runs off.
All too easy*
During this, there's a disturbance in the foyer. Shouting. "Let Captain Fontaine in," I say at the same time as the unmistakable sound of a pair of psibolts are heard, followed by the thud of two security guards hitting the deck. Fontaine rushes in like a bat out of hell. In front of all of these senior military and government leaders.
"Something on your mind, Captain?" I ask sweetly.

* Yes, a Darth Vader quote from The Empire Strikes Back.

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Continuation from Megan (Comic Book Style)

"The concern is recruitment," I say, addressing the VIPs before me. Legislators, Military Intelligence. Vice President Teresé Papadopoulos. Sad that the President couldn't be here. One of those recent migraines she's had as of late. I hide a smirk. The VP is skeptical.
I'll have to convince her.
"I have an answer. Cyborgs."
"The President will never agree to the re institution of your previous Cyborg programs." She looks down at her amethyst pendant. Psishield. Dark. No threats detected. She visibly relaxes. "You have to know this."
"I have no desire for that program," I respond. She's shocked, a chink in her brute force and unsophisticated hardshield. I slip in the merest whisper of a probe that her crystal could never detect.
=== CONNECTION COMPLETE ===
Smiling, I tell her sweetly, "I am proposing voluntary cybernetics. For hardened criminals after a mindwipe. For military go-getters. For those attracted to a signing bonus."
"Nothing you're doing... through your... "
She's having difficulties with the words as I plant passive low energy controls. And I have her realize she's seeing me for the first time. Filling her with desire. She bites her lip. Oh yes, I have her.
"... church," she continues as I have her go wet. "That would be a conflict of interest."
"The proposal is mine as a purely military consideration, fully independent of the church. And to be administered, should you approve, by your office."
I heat her up to unprecedented levels. She runs out without another word.

To orgasm.
"Let me show you some footage of the Mark 6 cyberarms that I field tested - " The holovid runs amid much oooohs and aaaahs. Papadopoulos returns and no rest for the wicked. I start heating her up again.
"Excuse me..." as she runs off.
All too easy*
During this, there's a disturbance in the foyer. Shouting. "Let Captain Fontaine in," I say at the same time as the unmistakable sound of a pair of psibolts are heard, followed by the thud of two security guards hitting the deck. Fontaine rushes in like a bat out of hell. In front of all of these senior military and government leaders.
"Something on your mind, Captain?" I ask sweetly.

* Yes, a Darth Vader quote from The Empire Strikes Back.