The wormhole took her inside of a dimly lit living room. Inside were seven people just lounging around, Scholar being one of them. There were a few couches, a large table, chairs, a pretty ordinary setup. Scholar was sitting in a chair by himself, reading from the Book of Thoth. The first person that caught her eye was a weasel sitting sprawled out across one of the couches. She was surprised to see a Pureblooded Anthro in a place like this. He didn't pay any mind to her. He continued to sit and sip from a glass in his hand. That gave some credibility to Scholar's cause. As she looked at him, a woman from the far side of the room stood up and began walking towards her in a strut of sorts.
"So this is the one you picked out huh?? She's a cutie." The woman spoke as her tail swisher from behind her. She was dark skinned, having glowing fuschia eyes and blue-tipped white hair. She grinned with sharp fangs and her nails were long and painted red. She had a particular air around her, it was very alluring. Scholar continued to read as he spoke.
"She's yet another one of Nani the Huntress' bounties. She has a particular rage within her that we could make use of." The woman giggled as she paced behind her and put both of her hands on Alice's uniform.
"Well then, step one is to get you out of these awful clothes." She said as she started to unbutton her uniform. Alice tilted her neck to the side and pushed her body back into hers. She could feel a tingle crawling up her spine, somewhat arousing. The scent in the air was familiar, yet odd. It reminded her of a scent she favored during a bath; random to smell it here. This feeling, and the scent that came with it. There's no mistaking it.
"So you're a Succubus..?" Alice asked. The woman smiled and looked over her shoulder to her.
"Damn, was it that obvious? Yeah, I'm Hex Syndicate Pollux the Dark, but you can call me Kirina." Kirina informed her. The Anti-Hex Syndicate is a group notorious for crimes all over the world. Her small team can't compare to such a group. As she continued to unfastened Alice's buttons, Alice put her hands to Kirina's waist and pulled her closer with a bit of force. Kirina looked over to Scholar and giggled a little.
"Oop, usually I'm the one doing th-" Kirina was hushed by Alice's lips meeting hers. She wasn't under the influence of any Witchcraft aside from the usual presence of a Succubi; she was just feeling a little devious at the time. Kirina let out an intrigued hum as their tongues danced with one another. The kiss was slow, but still quite intense. Kirina lightly bit at Alice's lower lip as she slid her uniform off her shoulders. Alice caressed Kirina's body up and down, cupping her chest for a second before she would push her away. Kirina giggled and blew her a cute little kiss, before turning around to face the rest of the room. Kraven, the weasel, shook his head as he sat up, finishing his drink and sitting the cup down.
"There she goes spreading her filth. Such a lack of righteousness.. Sir Scholar, what's our next move?" Kraven asked. Alice walked over to Kraven and touched his cheek, lightly scratching at it. He emitted a low growl as he spoke.
"I'm not some animal at a petting zoo…mind your manners.." Kraven spoke.
"Oh come on, you're not some Anthro Leader either. You're a member of the Anti-Hex Syndicate. Your hands are dirty just like mine." She paced around the room. There was a tiny girl with long white hair sitting quietly. She wore white, and also had pale skin. She could feel a peculiar aura emanating from her, almost felt like static. But before she could mention the other two, the sound of Scholar closing his book alerted everyone.
"So, how do you think you fit in this puzzle I have here?" Scholar asked her. She took a look around and nodded.
"Now that I see what your deal is, it's surprising to get a calling like this. You have the top 6 most wanted criminals in the world, and I assume you're their leader. I'm not sure I can compete with these guys. I lost a little skirmish in the streets…" Alice said as she sat down on one of the couches. Scholar shook his head and stood up, walking to a nearby bookshelf.
"Is it finished, Alastor?" Scholar asked as he pulled two books from his shelf. Alastor nodded as he pulled an interesting-looking stick from a briefcase. No, that's another wand. Scholar walked up to him and took the wand. As he did this, the others stood up and moved to the far side of the room, Scholar taking a stance. He sat the books down with one palm out and open, and the wand at his side.

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