JerichoRone

Scoping things out with a pair of high-spec binoculars, Mighty the Armadillo lowers them after one last sweep of the area. His gaze turned to his partner-in-crime for this mission, the blue blur himself Sonic the Hedgehog. "Alright, looks like we got enough patrols going that once we start this we'll have one heck of an audience." He reaches to touch the radio-bud in his ear, switching it on. "This Mighty we're starting the fireworks."
Without waiting for a reply, the armadillo turns and grasps his arms around a huge cylinder of explosive liquid and holds it over his head, with a mighty heave; Mighty sends the cylinder flying; landing a hit square into a roaming ground-type hover-tanker which exploded into a three-alarm ball of fire. Whistling at his work Mighty looks at Sonic with a sheepish expression. "I didn't expect it to boom that good; but then again I did hit a tanker, well let's do it to it ol' buddy!" The Armadillo then slides down the garbage heap that had been hiding before and rushes for the nearest pair of Swatbots and punches them into scrap.
While the two 'power houses' of speed and brawn were causing a commotion; the actual rescue team was climbing their way via the underground tunnel network into the detention center. Moving beside the Princess, Axel kept a blaster rifle held at the ready. The ammo for the weapon was in short supply but he didn't want to take any chances during their rescue mission. While his keen eyes watched the other tunnels at a four-way junction they passed; he asks aloud in a low voice to the Princess just in case anything was down there with them. "Does your hand-held computer thing say how far we have to go to reach the prison? I don't like we took almost a full day to get here to rescue Brianna... Who knows what they might be doing to her."

That last burst of hot seed and his mouth on her nipple finally sent her over the edge, clenching down as her juices sprayed up Nick's abdoment, the intense wave of pleasure rippling through her body like an earthquake. And then she blacked out.
When Chloe awoke she was laying in the bed in the back of the bar, disrobed of course, fur matted and stiff from the mess. More prominent however was the feeling of her arse, dull throbbing pain mixed with the still sensitive euphoria of the climax. Heck if it wasn't for the clock on the wall, letting her know it was half past noon, she would have laid there a bit longer. 
Getting up and going into the room next door, which was the bathroom, retrofitted with a shower specifically for her she turned on the water. Just letting the water run down her body she gave a small sigh. With a small thump she dropped down to the floor, curled up, and started to cry.

"What rendezvous point-" Sally tried but failed to call after Sonic, as if that ever worked to stop him before. As usual Sonic runs off without even going through the plan. "Mighty, you had better follow Sonic as best you can. Keep in touch with us using the comms. Axel, let's head out if you're able."

Sighing as Sonic took off; Mighty let out a low grumble as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. "You got it Sally, I'll grab a radio so we can keep contact; frequency 9193." With that said the Armadillo gave a two-finger salute and dashed out of the lab after the speedy hedgehog. Knowing he couldn't hope to catch up with him; speed wise but with his tracking skills he'd find him and reach where ever Sonic would be waiting.
Once Mighty left, Axel walks over to his discarded shirt, pulling it back on while leaving the neural connection device on his back. "I just need to stop by my hut and grab my bag of gear, I can meet you at the entrance to Knothole. We can then head towards Robotropolis and sneak into the prison complex." As he tucked in his long-sleeved undershirt, he trembled a little. No from the cold and being shirtless for as long as he did; but from a sense of unease and worry. What if they took too long to get to Brianna and it was too late?
He then shook his head, forcing himself to push down such thoughts; now wasn't the time to doubt. He gave the Princess one last glance as he heads for the door.
It was mission time.   (I think this thread has served its purpose shall we move onto the rescue mission itself?)

"Awesome plan, Sal.  We'll hit them so hard and so fast Robotnik won't even be able to blink or wink."  Sonic did a quick flip in the air and a thumbs up.  "Maybe later Axel, you can link to the food processor and make an uber chili-dog.  Meet you guys at the rendezvous point.  Juice and jam!!!"  And he was gone, the wind trying it's hardest to keep up with him.

Listening to the Princess's words; the hybrid nodded his head, his floppy dog-ears briefly perking to show his state of approval at her plan. "That's a sound plan; alright then we just need some volunteers to help you break in while I keep security busy."
As if the Almighty was listening the door to the workshop opened. "Heeeeeeeello? Um nice, hyper Lynx lady? I'm returning that wrench you let me borrow to fix my hut's sink-oh!" Stopping in his tracks was a red, shelled armadillo, with a black under-body, yellow-beige muzzle, belly and arms. "Hi there Princess Sally, and um, ah-." Mighty took on a sheepish look as he realized he didn't know the name of the Mobian sized human-dog looking fellow, standing by the Princess and the impressive robot-thing. "I don't think we've met-."
"Axel, and looks like we have a volunteer." Muses the hybrid as he cocked his head towards the Princess. "He's the super strength guy right? Could come in handy."
Confused, Mighty scratches the top of his head. "Volunteer, volunteer for what? Um not that I mind helping out but I'd like to know what I'm getting into if it's all the same to you folks."

The Armadillo held up an arm to keep the sudden gust of wind off of his face as the blue-blur appeared but a smile crept up on his face. "You sure there's isn't bloodhound ancestry in your family Sonic? Leave it to you to sniff out a mission to kick bot-butt and then BAM! You're right there, ready and, barely waiting."
"The mission's a rescue mission, two of Robotnik's hired thugs kidnapped Brianna during a salvage run. You two help the Princess sneak in, rescue her and fight off any internal security in your way; I cause a ruckus with this," Axel pats the mecha's frame. "To keep the majority of the security forces outside on me so they'll think I'm the main vanguard."
Instantly Mighty's jovial expression from before fades and his feature turn serious. "So the lynx girl got nabbed? Alright I'm in." His eyes go over the kneeling robotic exo-frame. "Does that thing even work?"
"It's had a few dry runs but those were admittedly to test systems, but we don't have a choice." The hybrid nonchalantly commented as he touches switch on the inner panel of the open cockpit hatch. "Engaging Neural Animus Link System." Three seconds after he flicked the twitch he felt a surge up his spine from the connector jack linking him to the frame; Axel arched his back and neck letting out a sharp cry as his brain was flooded with sensation and data from the machine. As a child he had a unique and highly illegal neural-nanomachine implant placed in his body so he could operate certain types of machinery without needing to read and study complex manuals. Axel being the sort who wanted to prove his worth if just so he'd be fed and kept alive had the surgery three times of his own volition. The Neural Animus System basically created pseudo brain lobes that could absorb mechanical and digital data; thus allowing the user to process it and utilize a machine or interface like it was an extension of their own body.
The downside was if the system was badly attuned or you tried to process too much data without a limiter you could fry your brain; assuming the surgery's high failure rate didn't paralyze or kill you.
Blood leaked from Axel's nose as he leaned forward; he barely acknowledge the other three in the room even as the Armadillo rushed to his side.
"Whoa, whoa, who?! H-hey man you okay?"

"I-I'm fine!" Axel manages holding up a hand briefly to keep them all from stopping him. He felt the data lessening as he managed to 'tank it' all. He wipes the blood away from his leaking nostril, softly panting a little. "Just this machine's a beast, and Bri's never let me do a full linkage before so this was new..." With determined eyes he leans back into the small seat and reaches to grasp the control sticks and with a push of the button the mech's chest cavity seals up entirely. It's green-optics light up, gazing a green glow along the samurai-like warrior helmet-face Brianna had designed for it. Then with hydraulic limbs 'whirring' to life, the mecha slowly stands up, standing the full fifteen feet of its height, almost going through the ceiling of the workshop.
Axel's voice comes out through a loudspeaker in its head. "All systems seem to be green; I'm ready to move out when you are Princess." 

Pressing a palm to her chin in thought, Sally nodded her agreement. "I hadn't thought of that, Sonic," she replied, then staring up at the robot. "It may be unwise to just throw him out there without testing this system first. We don't know if it'll cause any damage to your body, Axel. Or your mind."
 
Sighing, the Princess leaned back against a lab-counter of Brianna's. "With Mighty and Sonic helping with the mission, we might not need to risk it."

The chest panels of the mech open up revealing Axel who looks down at the three since the machine now stood up above them all. "Not like I use my braincells for much anyway; plus we're wasting time at this point. Brianna's been in their clutches for hours and it'll be a few more just to get into position. I want to rescue her, and soon." 

Mighty found himself rather, disturbed by how nonchalant the hybrid seemed with his own health and safety like it was okay to burn himself out rescuing Brianna. "So do we man, but they have a point." Mighty gestured to Sonic and Sally as he said this; his own expression carrying the same concern. "You looked like you were in pain and blood from the nose is never good when it comes to stuff linked to your brain. We might even not need this... contraption. No offense to the designer, and builder, not to mention she may not like you turning your brain to jelly just to save her." Added the Armadillo politely.
Axel purses his lips, obviously torn on the matter; he looks to Sally. "Your call Princess, if you want I'll follow on foot, but me causing a ruckus with this could draw a lot of security from the prison, and if we end up in a fire fight it could be handy. Still you're the boss, your call." Gripping the control sticks, Axel lowers the machine back onto its knees, awaiting Sally's final verdict before fully shutting down; or the go to seal Barbatos up and grab what few weapons Brianna managed to build for it before her capture.

"We'll hit fast and punch faster!  Ain't none of them going to see us coming, be the fleet foot or flying can."  Sonic brushed his nose with his thumb and winked at them all.  "I mean, if your brain can handle it, lock and load, but if'll pop that mind of yours would be better thinking with Sal's.  And I'll keep them bots a busslin', give them the slip, then save our damsel in distress.  All in a hedgehog minute."

A huge gust of wind blew past the place, pushing a huge pile of leaves and twigs across the doorway. And in just a few seconds it all stopped and next to Mighty appeared Sonic still hopping up on his toes.  "Yeah, volunteer!  Volunteer for what? Count me in!  Is it to spank some ol' bot-butt.  I'm ready.  Things have been boring here.  Let's get moving!"  He didn't know what was going on but he had to be part of it.  "Let's go, let's go, let's go!!  Hey, why all the long faces?  The horse face fashion going around now?"

Chloe was watching the lion and had a bit of an idea. "I think ish about time I find someone willin to pay off my tab." Standing up she walked over to the lion, with surprising steadyness despite the amount of liquor in her system before placing a hand on her chest, rubbing it slowly. 
"I dunno about her but I'm drinking water because Mishtah Bartender over there cut me off. Sez I can't get no mo to drink till I pay off my tab... But I'm all out of cash, and was wondering if you'd maybe up to helpin me out a bit..." She really leans against him, using him to support herself as her rear was right next to June's face. "Promise it'd be worth it..." She was laying it on thick, even though she was already at the happy level of drunk. But she planned on staying there, and her body seemed to have a very high tolerance and filtered out the alcohol very fast. 

After and only after he assured he wouldn't cause any trouble was his drink made and passed his way.
Chloe was just going to drink from the pitcher before June poured her a glass. She nodded carefully as she watched the lion. Something about him seemed off, even in her drunken stupor she couldn't tell what but when her feline curiosity kicked in she couldn't help herself. The hot burn of tequila as well as the rum and coke from earlier rested in her gut warming her belly as she swayed on the stool, leaning way back with her legs propped up on the step of the stool, once again giving the whole bar a view, yet still not really caring.
She drank the water slowly, the cooling feeling was nice, watching the lion she sipped slowly, letting June do the talking for now.

(Mhm of course Free to join ^-^)
"Don't cause any trouble and you get a drink understood?" The bartender said in a gruff tone, without even hesitating. "My customers don't appreciate being yelled at for no reason, so as long as you behave you can stay."
Chloe on the other hand didn't really care about the stranger, especially not when they were loud. "I think...I think that the tequila might have been a mistake..." She says to herself as she stares at the half empty bottle. With a small sigh she turned around as well, leaning back against the bar. She'd let the lizard do the talkin for now. As she waved down the bartender and asked for a pitcher of water. 

When the lizard tried to help Chloe up she pulled herself away from her with a confused look on her face. "I ain't goin nowhere. I basically live here, mishter bartender over there has decided that when i leave here while totally smashed I'm a public menace. I say fuck im but he offers more booze so ish like woooooo...." She twirled again giggling as she just took the tequila bottle and drank from it straight. "Sides, where you plannin on takin me hmm? You'sh a mystery, and I dunno you that well missy."

Chloe stopped glaring and just shrugged. She was quite drunk now, so she was debating if she wanted to stay at this level or get blackout. Blackout was usually fun, but quite often she ended up waking up  a bit messy. "Eh screw it, tequila please por favor!" She called out snrking as he placed a bottle and single shot glass in front of her. "Woo Blackout drunk here I come." She said pouring and downing a full shot with a silly grin. Then another, and another again, until it reached the point where she was wobbly on the bar stool and slip sliding on her seat, really bent over in the skirt now as she swiveled with a silly grin. 

Chloe watched the lizard down her drink, before laughing out loud. "Ya should probably slow down. Ain't no way you can keep up with me." She looked at the bartender again eying him carefully. "Nope, ee's outta rum, the kind i was usin anyways. Never skimps." Downing her drink she had to stop and let out another belch. 

The pair were getting a lot of odd looks, but as per usual, Chloe didn't pay any mind to it. As long as she kept getting her drink she was happy. But being out of rum, specifically the kind she liked the most was a problem. She didn't like problems as she wondered how to fix this predicament.

Chloe pulled her tongue back with a smirk as she turned to the lizard. "I do whatever I want with my tongue. But I know yoush meanin a specific way tho huh." Smirking she swiveled on the bar stool, spinning around a couple times. "But I ain't allowed to show no one, mister bartender over there likes to get paid. Ish fine by me i guesh. I don't like it when he stops feedin me mah booze." She glared down the bar at him while he just casually waved with a smile. 
Chloe then proceeded to take another small sip. "Mofucker, knew this one was off, not enough rum..."

"Psh, I can out drink erryone here. Ain't nobody gonna tell me how much I can and can't drink." She mumbled, kinda to herself, kinda to June as she downed another mouthful of her drink. She turned to actually get a good look at the lizard. "Ya ain't the usual type ta talk to me. Name's Chloe, das all ya need to know." Downing the rest of her drink she slumped a little lower onto the bar, before stretching and picking herself back up again. She didn't have to wave this time as another drink was already placed in front of her as the empty glasses were removed. Her tail was swishing softly and brushing along the floor beside her.

In a brief moment of drunken genius, she decided to stick her tongue in her glass. Her whole tongue, which showed off a few bars piercings. Not many people were aware just how long a feline's tongue really was.

Chloe was off in her own world as she stared into her drink until she was spoken too. Turning her head she shrugged and downed the rest of her drink before waving the empty glass to the bartender. He slid her another one almost instantly. "I'm doin juss foine." She smirked taking a mouthful of drink already, letting out a rather loud belch. "I think errybody here has heard of me. But you ask a single one if they know me." She giggled softly as the drunken slurrs got the better of her. "Not many people bother lil ol me nowadays, not since the liquor man put up that sign..." She points to the chalk sign regarding her. "Jokes on them tho, i get free booze out of it. Rum'n'coke is fuckin delicious tonight..." Taking another swig she kept a silly smile as she talked to the lizard. Some conversation was nice, made her feel a little normal at least.

In a smaller bar, off the main strip, where people just come to relax, a certain attraction had become somewhat popular. The attraction itself was a snow leopard gal, often scantily clad if clad in anything besides her boots. It was mostly just amusement for guys looking to stare, or catch a glimpse of her unmentionables. For any other person this would have undoubtedly been a show for attention, but this was far from it.

Chloe was drunk, always drunk, always aiming to stay drunk. Anything to keep the dull buzzing of the various chemicals that had been pumped into her system over the past decade. It was the only thing that could cover up it all, the shakes, the withdrawals, a normal person would have probably sought therapy or medical treatment, but for what she had been through, alcohol was the only thing that seemed right. 
That being said tonight she was wearing a black and blue gradient tank top and mini skirt to go along with her stockings boots and gloves. Tonight's drink of choice was rum and coke. She didn't have any money of course, heck half the time she just drank till she passed out in the bar. The Bartender/Owner tried to get rid of her a few times, mostly because she rarely had the cash to pay for it, but for some reason she kept coming back. He eventually found a solution to this given her actions towards anyone.

A very large sign on the wall next to her read.
"Any physical interaction with the snow leopard will result in you paying part/all of her tab."
It was costly for sure, but some people couldn't help it. And in the end the bartender got what he wanted, Chloe got what she wanted, and the people got what they wanted, everyone ended up happy.

Waving her arm, the leopardess was just getting started for the night as she mumbled to herself. Another drink slid her way as she was hunched far over the bar, skirt barely hiding anything.

The bartender looked over before giving a shrug. "Well alright then. Her current tab is sittin at three hundred bucks. If you two split it that's one fifty a piece, or you can split it either way. But she stay's here. There's some rooms in back for the drunks. Chloe has her own one just because of how she never seems to leave. So you pay and sure she'll show you."
Chloe nodded with a soft smile to both of them. The lion she expected but June was out of the blue so she had to wonder what she had planned there. Either way she smirked and decided to keep teasin ght lizard. Wasn't often that a girl was excited about her. Casually standing up and pressing her rear to June's crotch she slowly rubbed it against her. "I'm not opposed to two people. If that's fine with the both of yaz." 

No sooner had they both payed than she give a large smile as she kept grinding against June for a brief moment before taking the bottle of tequila from the bar and taking a huge swig. "Woo fresh tab mister bar man, get another bottle at the ready..." She purred leaping up onto the bar with a smile. "I think, I should celebrate with more drinkin." And then as casual as can be, she slid her hands up her sides, and peeled off her panties right on the bar, her legs hoisted up enough to show off her whole bottom, including the ass tattoo. 
"I think. That there's that fancy private booth in the back." She gave em both a sultry smile through her drunken stupor, hopping off and swishing her tail as she walked with extreme grace in those boots, despite having downed that much liquor.
She would lead them to some tables in the back with a wall cut off from the rest, meant for more expensive guests who liked their privacy but could still raise an arm to signal the bartender or a waitress. Hopping up on the table she kept the tequila in hand, casually swishing the bottle as she would take a sip occassionally. "You two decide how we're havin fun. Booze is covered now, don't tell anyone but he usually makes peoples pay extra. Shh don't tell anyone. Apparently I break stuff a lot." She giggled and turned over on all fours. "So as long as ya don't touch mah pussy, I won't get mad and break somethin."
The bartender rubbed his forehead, wondering why he still put up with her. He should have known she would take the booth. "Never shoulda mentioned that it was just cleaned..."

Chloe, even drunk was in a bit of awe and had to have a nervous chuckle. Lookin at the both of them, mostly June since she didn't expect the lizard to be packin heat. "I'msh beginnin ta think I'm gonna need an ice pack in the mornin heh..." Her tail swishin as she pulled off her top, letting her furry orbs bounce free. The silvery blue nip rings glinting in the light above the table. Slipping the skirt off as well she gave a playful smirk, leaving the boots and stockings on as well as her gloves. 

Sliding over the table she reached out and pulled them closer by their cocks till they were both right next to the table, slipping down onto her knee's as she stroked them both. "If yous twos think I'm takin ya dry, you're crazy..." 
Starting with Nick, she brought her lips to his tip, kissin it gently before slowly, pulling him into her mouth. Sucking at first she bobbed her head, her rough tongue sliding over his tip as she eventually pressed her head to his hips. Her nose pressing against his belly as his cock bulging her throat. Her tongue wrapping around his shaft as she began to purr, vibrating her throat and tongue. She made sure he could feel every tongue bar she had.

Now while June didn't get the deepthroat option, Chloe kept stroking, rubbing her thumb over her tip, slipping her hand down, and fondling her balls. Didn't take her long for her fingers to press into the reptiles slit hidden behind.

Chloe kept her mouth pressed against the base of his shaft, small amounts of drool dribbling out as she pulled back with a pop, his cock now soaked in her saliva as she then moved the lizard up onto the table. Presenting her rear to Nick/Wild she waggled it slowly, her thick fluffy tail gently batting his chest, giving him a very good view of the ass tattoo. 

Meanwhile she began giving June the same treatment she just gave the lion, slowly licking up her shaft she kept her fingers inside her pussy lips. Taking the reptiles length inch by inch swallowing the whole thing as her tongue wrapped around it. June's cock went down further than Wild's but he had more girth than the lizards.

Her fingers went to work, two at first then three, as she fingered her with deep strokes. Once she felt her get sufficiently wet down below her balls she pulled off her glove, and really went to town, hard thrusts of her hand, aimed directly for her sensitive spots.