Raiden had used the most ominous commanding tone he could muster, when he ordered her, in no uncertain terms, that this mission was dangerous, and tha... she was not coming with them. That, he found out quickly enough, was like ordering the suns of Avqur't never to rise again. The stubborn woman simply ignored him. A slight smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth--that was not quite true. Before she proceeded to ignore his command, she had boldly stood her ground. Which was pretty brazen, he. I was feeling very nervous both at the thought of performing in front of a crowd and of carrying out what was expected of me. I was to be in a little "play" for the entertainment of the other members of the fetish group and one thing was for sure I wasn't going to be the innocent little schoolgirl for long.After a little while Mistress came and led me out onto a small stage that had been put up at one end of what appeared to be a large hall. I could not be sure because a large curtain separated. Gold Roper wanted to see Period used. He had "Shriek" stand out in the direction "Washton" was expected and requested Denny to bring Period on line. "Vance" confirmed no threat detection levels. "Vance" and her two were neatly painted at seven hundred and fifty thousand clicks. "Shriek" shadowed their packet travelling at convoy speed while "Vance" manoeuvred to cover as much space economically as she could."Target", reported EW, "one one zero, zero four zero, one point five mega clicks,. She waited patiently and looked around the restaurant for any candidates, but there were no men with red shirts in sight. She slowly eased closer and closer to the counter, but made sure she kept her eye on the door. Finally she was placing her order and she found a seat at a table by the window. She let the sandwich sit on the table in front of her. Her master said buy a sandwich, he said nothing about eating the damn thing, so she didn’t. She was much too excited to eat. She simply waited.