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This was an exciting day. She had been a mission that Illia thought would be perfect for her friend, Yara. They were to infiltrate and loot a caravan traveling in the Eldin region. She felt this would be a good opportunity for her to get some experience in outside of Axel’s ever watchful eye, besides there were some things only a woman could teach another.


Making her way quickly to Yara’s bunk, she throws the orders down on her friend. “Jeez, you sure look bored. There’s a caravan in need of a good fucking. You look like the kinda girl that would be good for helping with that. When the cat’s away the mice will play, right?”


“It’s going to be somewhere in the Eldin region. We’ll have to do some recon first.” She smiles, “Fortunately I have a birdy that can help with that… provided the tree cover isn’t too thick. We won’t be going to any of the super-hot parts of the mountain so don’t worry about catching fire, probably just the forests in the foothills.”


Grinning wickedly, “So, you up for having some girl time?”

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Let the games begin!!

Yara

[Yara]

I am immune to you.
You are immune to me.

            We are both sick 

                     souls with the same                                                disease.

It was a drag, having been left behind while her Master was out on patrol, but orders were orders and Axel had been ordered to patrol without his apprentice along. This was both a good and a bad thing in Yara’s mind.

The good: she had time away from him to be able to reflect on what he had taught her over the last few weeks without having more information shoved down her throat. A girl needed to breath from time to time and he had forced a lot of emotional issues to the surface for her. Not being around him allowed her to relax her drive, just a tiny bit.

The bad: she was bored out of her mind doing the basic patrols around the hideout, chores, and being limited to the training yard instead of out stretching her limits under Axel’s instruction.

Before he had left he had told her she was pushing herself too hard and too fast and that she needed to take a step back and hone the skills she presently possessed. While being motivated and ambitious was good too much clouded the mind. He harped on the whole “clear mind” philosophy; always trying to tell her to hone in her battle fury or to stay present in the moment instead of leaping five steps ahead. Patience was not her best quality.

She had been relieved of patrol and her shift for maintenance wouldn’t start till late afternoon so Yara had a few hours to do with as she pleased. She found herself in her bunk staring at the ceiling when Illia entered. She looked at the young woman with a mild disinterest until she got to the juicy part; at which point she grinned sitting up. She couldn’t be non-expressive around Illia even if she wanted to, something about her friend and rival drew the snarky competitive side out of her and her “girly” side opened up around the young woman. A luxury she wasn’t afforded when in the company of her generally stern and austere master.

A wide, wry grin spread over her face as she read the orders “A caravan you say? Out in Eldin…that is a long way from the hideout…and we could be gone for a long while” she mused contemplatively. Of course she was toying with the woman, playing the hesitant; though she did make a mental note to leave a message behind for Axel should he return early than expected.

She handed the orders back to Illia with a steely look in her eyes “Let’s go mess’em up,”

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**Change scene to the Eldin foothills**

Shifting to a small foothill near the Trilby Plains, Illia hides behind a large, twisted tree and summons Chandra before assuming her hylian disguise. Stroking the helmaroc’s beak gently she says, “Ok girl, you’re on. I need you to fly high and survey this area for signs of caravan activity. Don’t stray too close to the stables. There’s one directly east of here, and directly west of here at the entrance to the Death Mountain trail. Stay safe and try and get as good a look as you can at the crew of the caravan.” She then gives the great bird’s neck a good scratching down before sending her on her way.


Turning to her comrade, “Now, Yara, we decide what we’re going to do once the caravan arrives. Just basics, nothing advanced, we don’t know specifics. What kind of travelling group do you want to be? Do you have an instrument? If not how’s your singing voice? A group of travelling bards is usually a sure in with caravans.”


Getting down on her knees she assumes a meditative stance, “I am open to suggestions if you have any. That’s usually my go to. Then I commence with the seduction and destruction. It’s a blast. You’ll love it.”

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So, Let's brainstorm eh?


Yara

[Yara]

I am immune to you.
You are immune to me.

            We are both sick 

                     souls with the same                                                disease.

Yara, now disguised as a blonde brown eyed Hylian, looked at Illia with an uncomfortable deadpan. She did not possess this femme fatale persona that came so natural to the other female.

“Well, I could make an imbalance in the road and break one of the wheels. That would make them have to stop in their route” she proffered.

Traveling with Illia had been…interesting and Yara was not sure if she preferred the little finches company over the grumbling bear. Both were different tastes, she supposed; in this case it was her taste. Apparently, she liked both ends of the spectrum. Who knew?

“You can play your usual role and I can be…the rough and tumble woman…man…thing…” she huffed her posture tense and closed in on itself “I don’t know anything about ‘seduction’” she grumbled hating to admit Illia she was lacking in yet another area that Illia was skilled in.

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Illia shrugs, “You could try and break their cart if things don’t go smoothly and we have to be forceful. I try and get in nice and quiet though. I sincerely hope it doesn’t come to that though. It’s so much easier to get the job done when the target isn’t suspicious and aggressive.”


She gives Yara a coy look. “Really? I have a hard time believing that. Gorgeous thing like yourself doesn’t know anything about seduction?” She sighs, “I guess I have a couple hours to give you a crash course.” She smiles, “The most important thing to know is that a man is always willing to assume 2 things about a woman.” Illia holds up a finger, “One, he is always willing to assume she is weak and relatively helpless compared to him.” She holds up a second finger, “Two, he is always willing to assume she finds him attractive. Tonight, we will need to rely on both of those.”


Smiling brightly, “Just none of that brooding mannish stuff ok? At least pretend to be a delicate flower. It really isn’t that hard. Bat your eye-lashes and swish your hair enough and any man will be eating out of your palm.”


Illia squeals excitedly, “I really can’t wait for this! It’s going to be so much fun! We should have girl’s nights more often.”

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I could teach you..... But I'd have to charge.


Yara

[Yara]

I am immune to you.
You are immune to me.

            We are both sick 

                     souls with the same                                                disease.

Yara examined Illia for a moment impassively judging the value to her little lesson and then nodded in agreement “I’ll differ to you on the subtleties of persuasion,” she let her coy comment about Yara’s personal experience slide. Let Illia feign surprise she didn’t need to justify her skills or lack thereof when it came to be manipulating of the desires of men. Yara stifled a gag at the thought as her stomach churned unpleasantly.

Regardless of how unpleasant of an ordeal it might be Yara would do what was necessary to follow Illia’s lead and to accomplish the mission. Yara’s left brow twitched at Illia’s coy jesting about her mannish brooding, she had to laugh wryly wondering where she might have picked that quality up from.

She stood up jetting her left hip out and sunk her right hand into her blonde hair brushing it back slowly “I can’t make any promises about a delicate flower but I can try to promise a good time at least with a woman who can show a man his place.” Her voice held a heady sultry tone to it.

“Fake it till you make it at any rate, if we go with the traveling musician guise do you have any instruments on you?” she questioned.

The attire Yara wore was a baggy khaki jump suit with the arms tied about her waist revealing a skin-tight black tank top that amplified her bust line. She looked more like a woman who knew how to get down and dirty to get work done instead of a delicate little flower. Tough exterior with a delicate interior maybe? Draw the more reserved victims in by her brawn and competency before batting her eye lashes…that might work.

“I really think a pair of travelers that’s trying to find a lift after our wagon broke might be a better guise out here. Let them be the rescuers to give us a lift the rest of the way.”

Yara was not equipped to be a floating gypsy tapping a tambourine on her thighs

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Illia’s smiled at Yara’s demonstration, “Oh that’s good! Just put your hand on your hip too and that’ll be gold! Maybe turn your head to the side too and put your chin down some as you run your fingers through. You’re a natural, I didn’t even have to teach you that.”


“Oh! Yeah!” Illia starts rummaging around her backpack. “I have… a set of panpipes and a small harp. Which would you prefer?” Illia looks around. “If there were a wagon nearby I’d say we can incorporate that, but I think walking would work just as well. Not everyone can afford those things you know.”


Illia looks up to the sky, “I sure hope Chandra gets back soon. I’d really like to get this started.”

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Then let me teach you. About millkshakes

Yara

[Daxton]

Well your bird certainly did find something, but a big, colorful animal like that is certainly noticeable. So you better hope they aren't on high alert. Chandra will return and will be capable of taking you to where the caravan runners are camping. Should you choose to peek at the situation just around the bend, you'll notice two females, both very tall and dark, talking to each other in Gerudo while looking around warily for wherever that large, colorful bird had gone.

They were obviously on high alert.

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