What a pain it would be for her to have to discard her garments if she put them on again, but it was to be expected since she didn't know of his presence in the locker room, even less so of his intentions. However, Rahs felt like she didn't need to go through that annoyance and so decided to save her the effort and possibly the money or time to get other clothes, and so, even before she slipped her panties on again, he spoke.

"I put them right over here, why don't you have a look?" His cold voice echoed around the room. However, he was close enough to let her know that the source came from a couple of rows of lockers away. As if trying to draw her close, he let the bra appear from behind a locker, his hand carefully hidden behind the undergarment and then pulling it back, and throwing it on the pile of clothes.

Erin froze as she heard the voice... not the voice of a woman. A flicker of movement caught her eye... what she would quickly identify as her other undergarment. It lingered in her vision for a moment before being pulled back behind the locker rows, presumably by whoever was taunting her.

"Who are you? Are you even supposed to be in here?" She asked... aware that the facility was for girls only but unsure if there were male faculty members on staff... and if so, if they were this perverted. Setting her panties down on her bag for a moment, she wrapped the towel about her chest, it's length just covering her sex as it hung like a dress. Walking closer, she tried to peek around the corner... as if she were still completely nude.

"I was allowed to be here... Whenever and wherever I want."

Rahs was resting his body on the locker, his shoulder supporting his weight and his bright blue eyes exactly in front of him. He crossed his arms as he heard the light steps of the student come slowly to the row of lockers and the stopped before the corner. She had her towel around her body and peeked around as if not wanting to let a male see her naked, but that was no ordinay male that waited for her. Right before her, just inches away, was the mercenary with dark green skin and muscular form, a masked face and blue eyes staring right back at the careful student.

As she peeked 'round the corner, the redhead was greeted with... about the last thing she was expecting. It did in fact appear to be a male... a male WHAT, she had no idea, for he was certainly not human. Tinted skin... almost a lizard like green, with nearly glowing blue eyes that peered from behind an odd mask... the initial shock simply caused the girl to freeze in place, unsure if she was even awake or just dreaming this.

"Wh.. what... are you?" She finally asked, not moving... her hand wrapped around the corner of a locker as if holding onto it might somehow protect her from the creature.

The mercenary's eyes stared at the redhead as she instantly froze at the sight of the syrictae resting on the lockers right in front of her. Her eyes lost all focus and clearly let the mercenary know that she had lost her thoughts to instead try to figure out whether she was dreaming or not. Though it wouldn't take much longer to finally realize that she was awake and very conscious in that moment.

"I'm from an unknown species to most humans that finds delight in having these occasional meetings with unsuspecting people like you. You may call me a syrictae, an alien or refer to me by the name of Rahs. Let me assure you that it's very unlikely you're dreaming right now." Rahs' voice seemed to echo around the room, sounding actually as if he was speaking right next to her ear. It was in fact caused by the closeness of both his mouth and ear had to the lockers. The mercenary then slowly uncrossed his arms, and with his eyes still fixated on her, took a step forward.

The redhead seemed to snap out of it... not really sure if she believed his claim but unwilling to test it. It certainly didn't feel like a dream, at any rate. Her eyes locked with the alien ones only feet away, and she stood up a little at the end of the row... still shorter than the Syrictae, as he called himself.

"Ok... strange as this may be I'll go along with the 'not dreaming' theory for now. I don't know if you're that up on human customs, but you seem to speak well enough. Stealing people's clothing is considered rude and a bit creepy, if not downright perverted." She said, walking towards him to meet him... thinking to get her clothing back. Of course she was a little frightened, but he didn't seem overly hostile yet, aside from the strange echoing of his voice and the theft of her garments.

"Guessing I'm not the first human you've met... you like meeting us though, huh? In the women's locker room?" She laughed, making sure the towel stayed pulled around her torso.

"It's not stranger than starting to rationalize with something that calls himself an alien, right?" The mercenary quickly replied as the redhead walked forward too, meeting his step and making her body reveal itself from behind the corner and before the tall alien. "I'm aware that it's not the best thing to do to meet someone, but it's fun to do so," he added, looking down at her, his voice no longer appearing to have an echo since they were not so close to the lockers nor talking aloud across the rows of the room.

"Any place is fine by me. You just happened to be here and by yourself, so I decided to play with you for a while." Her laugh was unusual, she probably still had no idea what was going to happen to her. As she laughed, she tried to maintain the towel in place. "Careful there, you wouldn't want it to be on the floor along with the rest of your clothes right? Though I'm sure it will end there anyway." He spoke rather casually but it was obvious that it all seemed a bit amusing for him, his eyes noticing the erect nipples beneath the towel caused by the aphrodisiac's effects.

Erin jostled the towel a little against her as it rubbed against her hardening tits, making her eyelids flutter slightly... still under the toxin's effect, apparently, for the simple movement made her catch her breath in her throat. A moment's confusion passed over her face before she looked to the alien again... wondering.

"Yes... well... perverted and creepy as hell but I'd like my clothes back now, please. After that I'd be interested to know more about you... but..." She paused as he noted the position of her towel. "... But... I'm beginning to get a little creeped out by you. My eyes are up here, mister alien." She said, taking a step back this time and wondering just what was crossing his mind. "Did you... do something? Release something in the air to make me feel all... weird?" She asked, purposely not being precise about the effect upon her young body.

"Of course they are," Rahs said simply, his eyes lingering on her nipples before returning to her face and how confused she looked. Such innocence before him, he could almost lick his lips in anticipation, fortunately the mask concealed his face so he would be able to do just that. "How about you can ask about me and you stay without clothes? It's more comfortable that way and they wouldn't have to be damaged in the process."

Just like the girl with her question, Rahs remained unclear about the thing he was referring to. However, his speech was so casual that it would take a mind reader with a great luck to guess what he was scheming. "Release something in the air? Do I look like a flower to you? Do you feel alright?" The mercenary asked, acting oblivious to the effects of his own drug on her, and then made a tentacle sprout from the back of his arm and it went towards her stomach, rubbing it like if she had a simple stomach ache. "By the way, what was your name?"

The redhead began to slowly back away from the creature... increasingly aware that it's "curiosity" about her was going to involve more than simple conversation. She could swear that it's eyes looked hungry as they remained fixed on her barely concealed breasts. "I... think I prefer to just take my clothes and leave." She states, the 'clothes' qualifier looking increasingly optional as he continued to glare at her as if she were a meal.

As she opened her mouth to speak again, one of the odd appendages sprouting from his back darted in between the folds of the towel and caressed her slender belly, drawing an audible gasp from her as the sensation sent a shock through her system. The intrusion threatened to reveal more of her lower body as the tentacle wriggled against her. A hand flashed out as she grabbed for the intruding tendril, trying to ward him off. "Cut that out! I'm Erin you creep... and I know how to defend myself, so you better watch it." She warned... though even through her usual bravado, she could tell there wouldn't be much of a fight if it came to that.

"I'm afraid I cannot let you leave quite yet..."

Rahs spoke unusually calm, his words obviously meant something very perverted but his tone was practically cooing. Erin started to back away slowly after noticing that the mercenary seemed to find delight in staring at her ample breasts. She was just going to speak again, but the tendril darted beneath her towel and rubbed her belly, drawing out a gasp from her and threatening to reveal her amazing lower body. The effects were obvious but she was quick to get a hold on the tendril and stopped it from moving too much, though it still writhed in her hand. "Erin? That's a... Interesting name... Oh, you know how to fight? I would actually love to see that, I know how to defend myself too. But you wouldn't like to engage me in a locker room and with only a towel right?" Rahs gave a small chuckle, the prospect of a fight filling his heart with anticipation though he knew it probably would be an easy one. Even so, the mercenary started to walk towards the student, not giving her enough space and getting ready to start having some fun with her.

Erin threw the tentacle aside angrily, raising her hands defensively... already feeling her towel begin to slip about her body. "Of course I don't want to... you're not giving me much choice though, now are you?" She growled, every bit the cornered (and scared) animal as he stalked towards her.

The redhead suddenly shrieked, probably tipping off how afraid she was and how much she had been hiding it, as she backed into the row of lockers against the wall... looking to her side and wondering if she should bolt for the door. Getting away naked would still be getting away, she thought to herself... and she wasn't sure she could defend herself against this creature. "Look... please, just leave me alone." She said in a stern but wavering voice.

"No... You may even end up liking it in the end," said the mercenary calmly after Erin had backed herself against the wall and letting out a shriek of fear even after she growled so furiously at him. It seemed that not even she realized the fear and uncertainty she felt within besides a funny feeling due the bath she took moments ago. Soon, he was right before her, separated by a few inches and a towel that threatened to slip and reveal her nude body. His arm went to her side as soon as she looked at the exit and blocked her escape route. Besides, even if she left the locker room, it wouldn't take him much to catch her or even close the doors magnetically. Though still curious to what she would do next, his other hand slowly moved upwards as his eyes stared at hers and a single finger rubbed the towel on her belly again, but quickly moved again to try and touch the softness of her large orb concealed beneath.

The redhead tried to back herself further against the locker as he kept after her... fear overwhelming her logic, as any other time she would have thought to run in either direction. A quick glance to her sides distracted her long enough for him to press the soft towel to her stomach once more, rubbing against it softly and getting a gasp from the girl in response. Even more, it apparently distracted her enough for his finger to rise and caress one of her ample breasts, rubbing along the bottom of the soft mound of flesh.

The reaction to this last violation was... visual, to say the least. Her chest expanded quickly in the towel as she took in a deep breath... her hand slamming against the lockers to steady herself as lust filled her chest and spread through her body. At the last, moment, however, she seemed to get a hold of herself long enough to manage some resistance, clenching her hand into a fist and sending it towards his masked face in retaliation. "Hands off you pervert!"

Her body reacted quickly to the partly clad finger's touch, drawing out a gasp as soon as the towel rubbed more against her stomach. However, her reaction wouldn't delight him so much as her second one when the finger moved to the bottom part of her large mound. Her chest expanded, pressing more of her breast against the finger as a deep breath was inhaled and her body struggled to remain calm or at least in balance. He was just gonna chuckle at the sight when her fist went quickly against his face. She had no way of knowing but the fact that his mask was part of his complete helmet made it as tough as the real armor. Her own strength wouldn't be enough to break her hand, but it would most probably cause a sharp pain in her knuckles and make it numb due to it. Rahs didn't say anything back, however, and instead his other fingers joined the other one and his hand easily managed to squeeze part of her orb, the movement causing the towel to start slipping from the curve of her breast.