Huffing a bit, you brush a bit of your snow-white hair out of your face and frown. As much fun as it would be to experiment a bit more with your abilities, it's far more important that you're somewhere that Ms. Mayor could contact you. It's not as if you have a phone on you, after all.
Turning back to the newscaster's desk, you slowly lean down and grab onto the shackle of the freshly created ice elemental, pulling her hand away from her crotch while you were at it. The transformed newswoman gasps, then stares back up at you, pouting disappointedly. "Don't give me that," you scold, frowning a bit. "There'll be plenty of time for that later. Now get up; we're leaving."
The ice elemental pouts a bit more, then climbs back to her feet, following you as you lead her back to the elevator. As you walk, however, the ice elemental taps you on the shoulder, giving you pause. "What is it?" you sigh, crossing your arms over your sizable chest. The ice elemental points excitedly at a member of the newsroom crew: a fairly beautiful woman, who, like the rest of the newsroom crew, is frozen into a solid statue, completely nude due to the sheer cold of your spell. "You want her?" you ask, arching up an eyebrow at your icy companion. The former newswoman nods eagerly, practically draping herself over the ice sculpture of a woman's body. "Fine," you agree, turning back towards the door, "But hurry up. I don't feel like wasting any more time here."
The ice elemental beams you a glistening smile, then wraps her arms around the frosty statue. With a loud "CRUNCH", the elemental wrenches her prize away from the floor, carrying the frozen woman as easily as if she were carrying a doll. You and your servant exit the room, your sub-zero slave nuzzling against her icy prize as if the frozen woman was a teddy bear, and stroll to the elevator, taking it back down to the ground floor.
When the elevator door opens, it opens to an... amusing sight. For one, the whole room is covered in a thick coat of ice, casting a dim, bluish glow around the room. That, however, is to be expected. You'd left the door open to let the blizzard work its comfortable chill into the building anyways. The amusing part of the room is less in its decor than in its occupants. The ice elemental you converted the building receptionist into seemed to have gotten a bit busy, it seems.
The ice elemental seems to have taken the frozen security woman off of her partner, taking her place on the security man's stiff shaft and grinding her hips as if her life depended on it. Of course, the ice elemental hasn't neglected the security woman in her endeavors, making out with the ice sculpture of a woman while she was at it. The sight's enough to make you smirk, a large part of you tempted to join in on the fun.
Abruptly, a phone rings from behind the receptionist's desk, the sudden sound derailing your admittedly horny train of thought handily. Sighing a bit, you quickly glide over the icy floor and pick the phone up off of its rack, taking a seat on the desk while you icily answer, "Who is this?"
"Is this the crazy criminal holding the TV station hostage?" the voice on the other end of the line growled. You note that the voice sounds distinctly feminine in timbre.
"And if it is?" you respond, crossing one leg over the other.
"This is the mayor of this noble city, Margaret Mayor," the voice announces. You perk up at that, a small smile emerging onto your face.
"Ah yes," you purr, reclining onto the surface of the desk, "I assume you're calling about your unconditional surrender?"
"Hardly," Margaret scoffs into the receiver. "You and your associates have twenty minutes to evacuate the TV station grounds before the police force arrives."
You pause for a moment, sitting back up on the frosty desk beneath you. "Excuse me?" you question, arching up an eyebrow.
"You heard me, you frosty freak," Margaret snarls. "You have twenty minutes before my boys in blue blast you to pieces."
You pause again, this time for a bit longer than before. "Ehehehe," you giggle, your grin widening a bit further, "AhahahaHAHAHAHA!"
"What the hell are you laughing for?!" Margaret demands. You can hear the sound of a fist slamming down onto a table as she speaks.
"You really think your pitiful policemen stand a chance against me?!" you chuckle. "I must admit, Maggie, I admire your moxie, but this is so adorable that I have to laugh!"
"Do NOT call me Maggie!" Margaret roared, slamming her desk one more time.
"Besides," you giggle, lying back down onto the receptionist's desk, "How do you expect to move your men through a blizzard as powerful as mine? The snow's far too thick for their cars to be of any use, and we both know they wouldn't last a minute before freezing solid on foot. But, since I'm feeling a bit merciful, I'll give you one last chance to surrender. Now, Maggie, let me hear you say it."
"Bite me, Snow Slut," Margaret spits.
"Give me just a few minutes with you and I'll do far more than that," you purr, your grin turning a bit more mischievous. "That's enough teasing for now, however. I suppose since you're being so stubborn, I'll have to come and discipline you myself. I'll see you shortly." The mayor tries to sputter something in response, but you simply clench your fist and shatter the phone, the cold emanating from your frosty form more than enough to make the plastic brittle. With that, you stretch a bit, hop off of the desk and call, “Ladies?"
Your icy companions pause what they were doing, namely pleasuring themselves on the frozen occupants of the room, and glance up at you. "Follow me," you purr, grinning evilly. "There's work to be done."
The ice elemental that once was the receptionist gives you a grin that almost matches yours, murmuring, "As you wish, Mistress." The other ice elemental, on the other hand, leans over and grabs onto her icy prize, hefting the ice sculpture of a woman onto her shoulder.
"You are not allowed to take your toys along for the trip," you intone, placing your hands on your hips and staring pointedly at the converted newscaster. The ice elemental's face shifts into a pout, but she begrudgingly puts the frozen woman back on the floor. "Quit pouting," you sigh, rolling your silvery eyes, "You can always get more once we arrive at City Hall." At that, the ice elemental perks up, her face shifting into a giddy grin. With that, you and your companions glide off into the icy wonderland of your creation.