The "meeting" room was a stark thing.

  Shades of grey as if the original color was sucked out and only left the tones. Mismatched furniture for the, obviously, temporarily retrofitted interrogation room. The wall of gss and the one small camera in the opposite corner being the obvious signs of its original purpose.

  Xena was sure that knowing Colin, there were probably a few new cameras stashed around the pce to get the most coverage of her and her women.

  Hannah was leaning on the wall for support as Xena and her two concubines sat on one side of the metal table.

  After a bit Hannha finally recovered enough to speak.

  "Haa-haaa, the director will be here shortly to conduct the meeting. In the meantime, would any of you care for some water... Or maybe coffee?"

  Yuri looked at the pump still in her hands full of fresh and still warm breast milk. Xena and Sherrel looked at it as well before Xena turned back to Hannah.

  "If you could get us some coffee with room for creamer, we would greatly appreciate it."

  Xena didn't bother asking for sweeteners as her milk was already rich and creamy enough to counter the bitterness of the coffee.

  Hannah nodded to Xena as she left the room, closing the door behind her. That's when Sherrel started to fidget nervously, her southern twang coming out in a whisper.

  "Whatta we gunna do? I don't wanna go to jail, they'd eat a girl like me up! and whaddabout the car, my Baby?!"

  Xena pulled Sherrel into her embrace and started to stroke her hair.

  "Sshhh, it'll be okay dear. We haven't done anything wrong for them to be mad about. In fact, they are the ones who broke the unwritten rules."

  Yuri looked as if a lightbulb went off in her head as her mouth fell agape.

  "Oh, shit you're right! Halbeard just straight up confronted you demanding the car as if it wasn't a tinkertech device then putting you into a vehicle that wouldn't be able to handle your fat ass!" She then put her hand to her chin in thought before speaking again.

  "Although... The car and the pump vanished and said pump had recently appeared thus making the power unmistakably yours. So, I will have to say that one was all on you, Boss."

  Sherrel tried to peek at Yuri in confusion from around the plush sweater puppies her face was buried in. She had no idea what Yuri just said since she still didn't know Japanese, a fault on Xena's part for forgetting her powers.

  A fault that Xena finally realized and with a mental command gifted both girls with her [Omni-Lingual] perk. Unfortunately limited to 20% effectiveness which meant they still had to take some time to learn each other's nguages.

  Still significantly better than learning from any official nguage centers though. In the meantime, however, it still meant that Xena had to py interpreter for her two lovers.

  "Yuri was just confirming what I said while also" She gave Yuri a pyful pout. "Calling me fat and saying I overreacted. Which I am not, and I didn't"

  Sherrel looked at Xena with squinted eyes, the judgement radiating from her gre.

  "Suuuure..." Sherrel's gre took on a confused tilt as she then asked.

  "Speaking of your fat ass, how are you able to sit down without the chair being pancaked by your bakery?"

  "That's the thing, my dear, I am not actually sitting right now."

  She took one arm off Sherrel to raise it towards her mouth as she began to ugh like an Ojuo-sama.

  "Ohohohoho!"

  but before either of the concubines could stop the cringe, a knock at the door was followed by Hannah entering with a carrier of coffee cups in one hand.

  "I'm back! three coffees with room for creamer, though I am unsure why you didn't just ask for creamer as we ha-"

  She stopped herself when she finally noticed the ughing brunette with a blonde stuffed between her bosom like a child and a cringing at the ughter.

  She awkwardly pced the three cups in front of them and went back to standing near the door.

  Yuri removed the nearly full tank from the pump and grabbed a cup filling it to the top and mixing the breast milk and coffee together with the tiny straws that were included. She passed the mixed drink to Xena before making one for Sherrel and finally herself.

  Hannah's body nguage dispyed confusion as all three unhesitantly drank from their cups.

  Both Sherrel and Yuri definitely enjoyed their beverage. After taking a deep sip Sherrel looked at the other two and spoke.

  "We definitely need to get a coffee press for the pce. This stuff is too good."

  Yuri Tried to speak back using what little English she knew; the gifted power already being put to good use.

  "Yesu. Isu godi, Boobie Milku Kohi."

  "You are going to have to work on your English, Yuri. Can't have my girls not speak the native nguage."

  Xena chided the Asian woman and with a nod Yuri went back to drinking her coffee.

  Hannah looked on in confusion at the exchange.

  "How can Ms. Myoshi understand you if she doesn't know how to speak English?"

  Xena looked towards the middle eastern woman and gave a shrug.

  "I can speak any nguage I have seen or heard before. Not too sure how that works since I have only ever spoken English to my ears and everyone else sounds like they are speaking English to me. I don't even recognize when someone else is speaking another nguage unless someone else points it out."

  She raised her arm up in a, "what can you do?" pose.

  Miss Militia raised an eyebrow at that and attempted to use her native tongue of Kurdish, something she hasn't done in decades.

  "So, you can understand what I am saying right now? I have major doubts about that."

  Xena took another sip from her boobie coffee and looked back at Hannah.

  "Well, I am not really here to assuage your doubts about an ability of mine that I don't quite understand myself. But a better question would be: where is the Director? We've been here for a while now and she has yet to show her face."

  There was a long pause between the two. Xena took another sip of her sweet drink. It truly was a delicious combo and Xena definitely pnned on getting a coffee maker for the Garage, or at the very least have Rebecca make one. Maybe even an Ice Cream machine?

  A breast milk coffee ice cream machine would make a great snack.

  Miss Militia nodded her head after a moment and turned to them.

  "She will be here shortly; she had a st-minute meeting she had to attend to. Shouldn't be more than a few more minutes."

  As they sat and waited their coffee was getting low, so Yuri topped up the cups with more milk until Emily Piggot the director of the PRT ENE finally strutted into the room where the cups had gone from a mix of coffee and milk to pure milk, Leaving Miss Militia morbidly curious.

  She was an obese woman with Steel grey eyes and one of the most Karen looking hairstyles Xena has ever seen. But she did see that lost potential under the sneering jowls and double chin. The woman that Emily once was and could have been if not for that fateful day in Ellisburg, New York.

  But that was for future pns not here. Not now.

  Xena and her two tagalongs went to stand up to introduce themselves to the stern-faced woman but were quickly waved off as she went to sit on the opposite side of the table. She let out a muffled grunt of discomfort as she took her seat before pcing a few manil folders with their names on them onto the table.

  She opened Yuri's folder first before reading off what was in it.

  "Yuri Myoshi: born in Fukuoka, Japan 1983 and immigrated to America following Leviathan's sinking of it. Has been living in Brockton Bay for the st 11 years. Joined with the Azn Bad Boys and has been a member for 9 years. Has been convicted of several counts of robbery, assault, battery, racketeering, possession of narcotics, possession of illegal firearms..."

  She trailed off looking at the slightly confused Asian.

  "Is there something wrong Ms. Myoshi?"

  Yuri still looked confused, some of the things she understood but those 9 years were spent in heavy Japanese speaking areas. She actually knew more Chinese due to being in the gang than English. Seeing even Emily growing in confusion, Miss Militia stepped up to inform her boss.

  "Director, Ms. Myoshi, does not speak English but Mrs. Murphy can transte."

  Emily looked questioningly at her subordinate before looking at Yuri then finally at Xena.

  "Mrs. Murphy, can you please rey what I have just stated to your partner?"

  Xena took another sip of her warm milk before shrugging in acquiescence.

  "Sure. Yuri the woman, Director Emily Piggot, just read off what she has on file for your many convicted crimes. You naughty girl, you."

  Emily grumbled at the flirtatiousness of Xena's words. She coughed into her hand before continuing her obvious attempt at intimidation and picking up Sherrel's file.

  "Moving on. Sherrel Bailey: Born in West Virginia, moved to Brockton Bay... recently, convicted of Grand theft auto, Driving under the influence, possession of narcotics, and drug running."

  Sherrel looked very guilty at the exposing of her rap sheet.

  "In my defense I was forced to do most of those things under duress!"

  She quickly retreated into Xena's pillowy embrace when Emily raised a single eyebrow.

  She turned to set her eyes on the st person and picked up her file.

  "And finally, Xena Ellen Murphy: Born...."

  She looked up at Xena and asked pinly.

  "Where were you born, Mrs. Murphy? We do not have any record of a Xena Ellen Murphy in our database, nor any of the agencies we are partnered with."

  Xena finally put down her cup of milk.

  "Well... I was born and raised in Idaho, 1996 and graduated high school in 2014-"

  Now everyone was wide eyed as they stared at her, but she was still speaking. "-Became a full time Welder until 2025 where in which I was all of a sudden whisked away in the middle of the night to Brockton Bay a few days back. Nothing on me 'sides a tattoo of an omega symbol on my breast."

  She went to go and show the tattoo but was quickly waved off from doing so when Miss Militia intervened.

  "NO! no no, there is no need to do tha-"

  Emily Piggot interrupted her subordinate, but before she could continue Yuri piped up with a worried look on her face.

  "Can you ask them where the restroom is?!"

  Xena reyed the request to the two PRT employees.

  "Miss Militia, please escort Ms. Myoshi to the restroom so that she can find her way back."

  "Understood ma'am. Ms. Myoshi, please follow me."

  Hannah waved for the Japanese woman to follow her and Yuri bolted out of her chair rushing to follow.

  They watched them leave and the door closed behind them.

  "Now then, do it... Please show the tattoo and any other non-human features you may possess."

  Xena quirked an eyebrow at the demand and since Emily asked oh so nicely.

  She exposed her right breast fairly easily by moving aside the straps of shiny pink fabric covering it and revealed her pump covering her nipple and a bck Omega tattoo encircling it.

  With their focus on the tattoo a pair of smaller arms pulled themselves free out from under her breasts where they were hidden.

  They were skeletally thin and ending in Talons rather than nails. It is no wonder how they were mistaken to be ribs and not an extra set of arms.

  Despite their frail appearance, Xena demonstrated their functionality by using them to refill her cup of milk from her pump's tank.

  "So, Ms. Piggot, why don't we get down to the real reason as to why you wanted this meeting?"