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All Sunset could do at this point was follow the mink to where she needed to go, taking in the sights and smells around her. This was… way more comfortable then she was use to. But the place smelled great. A hint of vanilla in the air, with the ever so smallest amount of mint.

“So… where are we off to first?”

The mink escorted her into a small suite. Where they entered, once passing the threshold was a small little changing area. Some spacious lockers with a wooden bench. It had a very Oriental theme to it, with the scent of rose blossoms and rice seeming to be in the room. 

“Patience.” The mink hummed out without glancing at the other. 

Her attention was upon a locker which she opened up. Within was a fluffly white robe and various sizes of shirt and bottoms. Clearly a sort of uniform for the spa area itself. The various ones were various sizes.

“Change into one of these with the gown then on and we can take part in the spa treatments. Get to it, Miss Professional~” The sultry mink informed her as she gracefully wiggled her voluptuous form out of her clothing and slipping into her new batch.

Sunset stared at the locker as she turned away to give Minerva some privacy, a sense of dread washing over her. She wasn’t used to this, and she certainly wasn’t prepared fo what was going to happen next. So, she acted as quickly a she could.

Stripping herself out of her clothing hurriedly, she desperately hoped that the Minerva wouldn’t glance over and see Sunset’s war torn back. Patchworks of scars littered her back, and there were even a few bruises and cuts that were still in the process of healing. There was even… was that a bullet hole scar?

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Sunset gazed into her eyes as Minerva spoke, her words as smooth as lace but had an underlying strength of steel. Finally, she seemed to bow her head slightly, letting out a deep sigh before cracking an ever so small smile.

“…Ok. Okay.” She said, her shoulders dropping slightly. “So… where to first? I… haven’t been to a spa since I was a little girl.”

“Very good. Besides, if you’re with me, it would make your job easier in a way. What better way to keep an eye on me then to join me, hm? Anyways, my arrival here isn’t exactly planned. No-one should even expect me today.” 

Informing the other of that, the barefooted mink elegantly sauntered her way towards the front desk and in a brief chat, a hum and clearly some playful flirting, the mink returned to Sunset. Saying nothing to her, she motioned for her to follow and they would head down the corridor towards the spa suites.

All Sunset could do at this point was follow the mink to where she needed to go, taking in the sights and smells around her. This was… way more comfortable then she was use to. But the place smelled great. A hint of vanilla in the air, with the ever so smallest amount of mint.

“So… where are we off to first?”

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The mink’s reaction was a tame one. 

Remaining as she was for a few seconds, she straightened up and leaned back, arms folded. Her sizable chest was pushed up, the shirt straining here and there from the action. The mink eyes however kept upon the girl before her, sizing her up and deducing if she was lying.

The mink had not been informed. Then again, many thought it was best to not tell HER things. A blonde with no brains, she assumed. Naturally though, she did not say this. Not reveal her hand of uncertainly. A second possibility was that Sunset Shimmer if she was called that of course – was a liar. A liar whom was attempting something this bold. That badge could be fake or perhaps an intern from props has grabbed something to help them fit the role! All plausible. 

All had happened before too. Minerva Mink was that typical bombshell after all and those who loved her, those who adored her, would go that far…

“You could be lying to me….” The sultry tone rang out as the thick blonde tail flickered behind her and she moved over to the girl, her gait swaying those thick-set hips. “Lying as liars do…. To get close….” Her hands moved from the crossed position and one rested on Sunset’s cheek.

“Buuuuuuuut….” She drawled out steadily.

“Miss Perverted Bodyguard…. Let’s say I believe you…. trust you….Could you forgive a poor mink for her uncertainty?~” A flutter of the eyes, a tenderness glimmering as her thumb brushed over the other’s cheek steadily, forcing their eyes to stay together.

“Trust me ma’am, if I was lying to you to get close to you, I wouldn’t go about it this way.” Sunset said with a small blush as she felt the mink’s thumb gently over her cheek. Bodyguard or not, she was still very beautiful. Unfortunately she had a job to, and professionalism was key.

She reached into her pocket now, cellphone in hand, saying “But if you still don’t believe me, I could call Mr. Plotz and clear this up for you.”