You can't have Adella spot you; she will torture and kill you with literal fetishistic glee. But with her sitting just above you, she could easily detect your escape movement out of the corner of her eye, and you'd be done for.
So, with the daring bravery for which you've become so well known, you determine that the safest place to be is right under her nose, beneath her notice.
Your line gun brings you up to the arm rest of her seat, alongside the high wall of her bare arm. You follow it down to the wrist, and watch as her fingers tap out a rhythm in her boredom, each of those digits bigger than a car, pounding away with casual force that would flatten you! Not so long ago, those immense fingers held you prisoner, and you are in no rush to be so held again.
So you stroll back up the length of Adella's forearm, trying to ignore the thunder of her fingers even as the even louder fury of the vacuum cleaner starts up in the distance. It feels like you're going insane!
"Okay, you're up," says the blue-haired woman as she re-enters the room, an imposing figure even from so far away. Rachel is all muscle, but this woman looks like she'd be a more athletic killer, her pose one of false relaxation that tries to conceal her readiness to kill. You're not fooled.
Adella's about to go, so you can't hesitate. The host noticed your 'cobweb' earlier, so you aim higher, for the shoulder of the behemoth, pulling yourself up just as the woman rises, her everyday motion wrenching you upwards at an incredible rate! You desperately haul yourself up to the fabric of her clothing as she walks closer to the other woman, hoping you're not torn off and thrown back into the bin again. Closer, closer, rising and falling with every quaking step, while the vacuum roars away below. The dark eyes of the blue-haired woman - blinking to reveal metallic blue eyeshadow, a definite theme here - spotted you last time, so yu drag yourself upward, hoping to avoid her hawklike gaze -
"Sure you don't want a drink before we go in?" she offers, super casual. Her gargantuan arm offers for Adella to walk on, and your ride stomps past just as you crest her shoulder, allowing yourself to look at the blue-haired woman almost eye to eye - she's pretty short, even if she's still a towering skyscraper to you!
Now, while Adella is having an interview with a higher-up in the organisation, this blue-haired woman is probably important in her own right - you could jump across to her to spy on her instead? Your opportunity will be gone soon, so best decide quickly!
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