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Iris returned and quickly gave Angel the once over.

"You look perfectly fuckable. That's good," said Iris.

"Thank you, Your Grace," was Angel's pleased response.

"This is where we keep score, dumbass," she finally said.

"Ah, billiards," was Deximo's dense response. Well, the only thing aside from two old beds was the billiard table.

"Uh, yeah... that's it," Angel responded, hesitantly.

I've never seen Angel look so sexy. Must be a hot date! But she wouldn't say much to Deximo, though he did ask about why this was "the scoring room".

"Wouldn't you like to know?" was her reported response.

After Randi trapses off, telling our photographer to 'behave' while she's gone, Angel Sputz waltzes in, wearing the most sinful little outfit...

No, Iris was not pleased at all... Something had been planned for this evening and it was starting to unravel for Iris... or "Her Grace" as some of her schoolmates refer to her...

Before Randi can reveal the origin of the name of this stark room, equipped with just a simple barrack bunkbed, billard table and chalkboard, her captain shows up, capping our camera for a moment while having another private consultation, this time with Randi. Deximo did somehow sneak a few shots of the coversation, this being one of them.

Iris is already dressed to kill and is probably looking for a teammate to accompany her on some late-night mission of sorts. Read more »