The case of the Apple Thief!

"Okay... first real mission by myself! You got this Sersh!" The orange haired maiden from another world told herself out loud amid the tranquility of the open prairie not too far from the Serverseii Ranch. She was three days fresh from being mounted by her former* mentor, the young and handsome Alastor Grey and three weeks shy meeting Elliot, her current landlord and 'cousin', or so was Saoirse 'Sersh' O'Neil's cover since she arrived on this side of the continent:



She was a surprisingly shorter woman compared to the many she'd encountered on this planet, in this alternate universe; standing roughly 5'7. She was clad in a rather revealing kelly green dress of sorts? A fancy one made of fine silk and lacy satin trim around the bust areas. She wore fine leather thigh boots and a cropped jacket which did cover the backless nature of her revealing dress to some degree. It was very short on her with a double high leg slit design that showed off her legs from her wide hips down; with a flap that barely covered her bare pelvis or her plush derriere. Bare and smooth as a newborn babe underneath, with nary a form of panty or undergarment as she was told by the first friendly creature she met, a half Yukionna by the name of Yukihime, that such was the norm. She later found out from her elder half sister, Reiri, that Yukihime was not at all sane! The thought of Reiri briefly made Saoirse fluster, as the vampire Reiri Kamura whom she met 3 weeks past had...




...well, quite the impression on her. I hope she and Elliot are doing well... after that first nip, it ain't so bad really... being bitten. Penetrated by those fangs...! Blushed the scantily clad maiden, who rubbed her thick thighs together as she paused and shook her head, clapping her cheeks! No-no! Snap out of it Sersh! You're here on a mission, remember? Fantasize when you ain't on the clock! The woman reminded herself, her emerald green orbs locked onto the paper she pulled from the thigh pouch hanging off her right thigh boot.

Apparently, some strange things were going on around the Ranch she just departed. Jacklyn Serverseii, the rancher's niece had gone missing under suspicious means after weeks of apples and other produce vanishing from the ranch. Her brother and uncle had searched the area, finding clear signs of a struggle in the barn and other marks indicating that the poor woman may have been dragged off by a feral hobgoblin or a number of feral goblins, who were probably the culprits behind the missing produce as well. She felt confident in her abilities now she was well versed in swordplay and disarming techniques thanks to her practice with Alastor. And in spite of the potential of a hostage situation, Sersh was excited to prove herself in this strange, new world she found herself into!

"Okay... the tracks seem to lead towards the wooded area." Sersh noted, adjusting her cropped brown leather jacket and the sword breaker blade sheathed on her right hip. The woman began to wander into the wooded area as she carefully followed the faint trail of something large that had ventured from the Ranch to Saoirse's back now several football fields away from her. The foliage got more dense the further she ventured forth and though it was daylight out yet, the thick vegetation blocked much of the sunlight and made the area she ventured into rather dim:



"Welp... lets find that gal..." She whispered to herself, tucking bangs behind her pierced ears as she held the weapon sheathed on her right leg in a tight reverse grip...

"Hurrr...." Srei sighed leaning on his side high among the treetops, one arm propping his neck and head up whilst the free clawed hand rolled an apple around listlessly on the thick and gnarled tree limb he was laying upon.

Groooooooooooo....



Srei's stomach had shrank a little since Jacklyn stopped moving a day or so ago. Srei ate the poor farmer girl after eating most of her farm's supplies of apples for several weeks. She was delicious, but... he wanted more meat. "Srei need more meat... tired of apples... pretty woman all gone now... Srei hungers once more..." Sighed the lizard like creature, slowly 'dying' from meal fatigue. His lidded yellow eyes blink down at the apple he's fiddling with, his tail swinging below the tree limb lazily. Srei wishes he had more meat, yes... He thought with a sigh, when his ears twitched to the sound of movement in the underbrush! Oh noes! The rude shep has found Srei! Srei no like the shep! Mentally screamed Srei, who coiled his tail around the limb and raised half his body to scan the area below for the sheep... Srei didn't like sheep.

The apple Srei had been playing with rolled off the limb, dropping down into the thick grass below... when his eyes fell to not to the shape of a woolly and mean spirited sheep, but an attractive and buxom tangerine haired woman!



The lass was around the same height as the farmer gal he had digested, but was by far more curvier and shapely in appearance than the former! Srei's eyes deceive Srei? Srei sees much MEAT! Yess, much MORE MEAT on this ones! Screamed the lizard brained creature internally, his eyes the size of saucers with his drooling jaw panting as he locked his eyes on the unaware redhead wandering the woodland below! However there was a potential problem for the nearly 9 foot long creature as he observed the woman in green wandering the woodland below him. She was carrying a weapon. Granted, most sane people carried weapons throughout Galiavan unless they were rooted to one of the various cities, villages and outposts dotted about the planet.

Srei sees his foods... but how does Srei go about hunting it? Yess...

Srei would simply do what he did best: ambush her from the cover of his invisibility like the coward he was! Smirking, the creature's scales began to shimmer, light bending around his body, causing him to appear like heat waves on the horizon of a desolate desert landscape; a gentle shimmer being the only noticeable tell other than his shadow. Looking down, he could see much of the scantily clad woman's jiggling body was unprotected due to her said scantily clad nature. Her green eyes were cast to the grassy ground, seemingly looking for something, and she was seemingly alert due to how she gripped the handle of her sheathed sword hanging off her right thigh. Srei be careful with this one, yesss... he told himself, as he observed her a little longer while cloaked.