Chapter #6Thieves, peace, and, circles by: Nirro   The whole house was quiet, the girls were around a table, each one having a different tool and expression, serious, aloof, yet all focused on the table's papers, gadgets, and, a computer screen. The girls were around in sleeping clothes, some wore silky lingerie, other wore more practical clothes, like pajamas, while several had on just basic sport wear or bra and panties.
"All right Ladies, let's get down to business, we have had a shit load of time, faces, and, a lot of mucking about." The youngest woman in the group calls out, she lights a cigar, letting the smoke permeate the dinning room as the group leans into her voice, the adorable, yet commandeering, stern voice of a freshman in highschool.
"So I've been scouting out the place, looking around town, so far lads, I've only found a few possible clues on the artifact's owner, even worse, the tracks went cold months ago." She speaks in a proper English voice, like a true gentleman, calm, yet in command, everyone else follows her speech attentively. "These body have been pretty good, they have the stuff we need to get the goods and scramble, but we aren't even near to being done, since Brigette has been the one holding on to the other parts of the artifact, since this whole mess began." She takes a deep inhale, yet coughs harshly, like it's not even possible for her to hold the smoke in for a single second. "Damn bloody grim girl, I choose her because she was a smoker, the hen can't even handle a prince Edward's green fish, I paid ten dollars for nothing." She grumbles as she tries to take lighter inhales.
"Sorry about that Captain, I thought you'd like to get a couple of smokes in before we go try this again, since if this thing gets taken out, we might not be able to find it again for years." The oldest woman speaks, hefting her weight around, it's not far, no it's carefully maintained body portions, with calculated exercise, more so now then ever, yoga only dose so much.
"Sorry Thomas, I thought that since you we the youngest you'd want something a bit more...... To your age." The goth girl speaks again, this time leaning forward looking remorseful at the motherly figure.
"No it's all right, I've still got enough time to make it back, it's just some of you guys been without a body for ages, kinda makes me not want risk it all, you know?" She begins while taking a deep gulp of water.
"Darling, the only thing I've had going for me is my fleeting youth, yet I don't want to give this up for nothing, but I do want to see something done, before I exit God's grand stage."
This time another girl, the head turner of the group, she's beautiful, just picture perfect, like a dream, she wears lingerie, as it practically just enhances her image, making her the choice face for Victoria's secret clothes.
"Darlings, we've elected for the women of the group to stick to girls like so we can coordinate better, also to get more movement in social circles, so let's keep this for a while longer. The model speaks, as I'd nothing is at stake, the pressure of the job not really phasing her.
"Well that's good and all lass, but some of us been her long enough to not have anything, I just want to pass on, what ever you call it. I might be the oldest of your lot to have seen so much shit, I'll be damned if I can't get out of this shit, and back to my home land." The red head lady says, as she leans back. " I just want to live again."
She ends with a somber remark, letting the whole room fill with the same energy that pushed them to unite.
"Look am all for this gig and whatever else, but we need to find that shit out quick! Like the Russian lady said, we all want to go home, but we can't keep taking people's faces and names for our convince, god knows we're running on thin ice." The black girl comments, spinning a basket ball on her finger, like it's nothing. "Sorry captain, but I want to stick around as a dude, not some prissy bitch in high school, especially this cheerleader thing, ya dig?"
"Of course Marshal, I understand. Am in the same boat, we have to be careful sadly and coordinate effectively, or else we get boxed and left to rot like Priscilla, god knows the girl won't even risk being near a closet, so am willing to go all in for this."
"I hear you, but we still got to get better bodies, not that I don't think that's girls couldn't do it, but we've been using them for a few weeks, we need to be beyond sure we can do this right."
"Yeah, so we got how many people in? Out of the nine of us? Priscilla, Captain, Marshal, Frederick, Sabrina, Erica, Whitney Dalton, Ivan, and, then last one, The real ghost of us all."
"Yes we all talked it over, we want to end this, for some of us it's been ages, for others, a few years, but it ends, soon I hope." The Captain swears, holding a silent promise to the group of women, the others nodding then the entire party switches modes, like none this has ever happened, almost like the meeting never happened, but the strange works of the girls was unnerving by the looks of others.
*****
The next day is spent with the crew getting back into their new lives, well most of the the time, they seem to be unaware about the changes to their lives. The gadgets, the changes in leadership, the way the cheerleaders ran the whole school was different, and, no one was none the wiser.
"Okay girls, we have a a lot to do this year! Since am the Captain, of the team, I really want us all to get along this year!" The girl says with a fake smile, her picture perfect teeth and hair, the girls leading the parting of the student body as they briskly go to the school, their cheerleader's uniform displaying a blue, white, and, gold, the eye catching colors, enhancing their presence.
"Okay Sophia, let's see what losers are in here today, we still need to get our last player in here, so we can get one more lady in the popular group." The girl to her side exclaims as she coolly observes the crowds, checking every one twice.
"Look, since we got you two new bodies, let us try to navigate the crowds. Captain make sure to keep her bitchyness at an all time high, Jennifer Heartman isn't know for being nice." The black girl whispers, as they enter the school, easily navigating the hallways, and meetings of their body's.
"Frederick, act all dumb and stupid darling, the boys here love that from you, let it be natural. Mary Ferguson isn't supposed to be intelligent, just let her be normal." The other girl, who could push to be the prettiest in the offers the new ditzy blonde advice as the people begin to look their way.
"The best place to hide is in plain sight, my friends, come we should attend class then look for better bodies." Ivan, now Isabella Datlov, says she her tall and slender body moves into the english room.
"Surely we could have a better choice of residency, but I must say Allison Eldwey is perfect for my tastes, after all, medical professionals are a special kind of breed." Says Allison as she flips her platinum blonde hair into a proud stride. "The others will be switching into their cheerleader bodies soon, so we have to make sure that it all goes smoothly, of course, if we leave out a girl or two that's fine, but for our odd one out, who did she grab?" Allison asks, as she pulls her hair around.
"Tracy Kovic." Jennifer says, with a perfectly bitchy response, like it was natural to her. "Our odd one out took the star of the show, of course I don't blame her. Tracy is pretty, but she isn't our kind of popular, or is going to fit in with us." She goes on. "Which means, the crew of girls, might need to be changed."
"Wow! Captain, you really nailed it." Ivy, the short stack of built for sexy proclaims as she smiles brightly. "Of a man inside a woman anyways." Whitney, the lady in ivy is elated as they move through the school, everyone not noticing the changes in their hotest girls, or even prepared for the chaos about to come with them.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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