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ππππ πππππππ π ππ . . .Β m / f / nb. can be a bf/gf/partner, fwb, or maybe someone she's targeting as she's an assassin.
a smile tugs on her face as her body moves, hands carding through her hair as she sways her hips. she hasn't done this since she was eighteen and fresh into the strip club, needing a way to make money and finding fun along the way. "i told you i could dance." she tells them over her shoulder, smiling as she bends down, fingers trailing down her legs before coming beack up to rub one hand over her pussy.
open to:Β f !
βyou know, you look real pretty when youβre mad. youβd look even prettier naked and mad, so how about you take off that dress?β
Oil was scared
Terrified even
She'd played with technology she'd been warned was dangerous, straight from the mouth of a man who had played around with it. Who had seen the cause and effect.
She had thought she'd known better. Known More Idiot
So when the small device, she hadn't even given the damn thing a name, had dumped her, rudely on her ass, in an alleyway and had broken on her. She'd been pissed.
Then she'd taken a look around. Panicked.
This was not the Zaun she knew. Smog. No stars in the sky. The air felt charged. Instincts whispered 'bad. no safe. move'
So she'd stuffed the pieces of her broken folly into her backpack, and had hurried into a speed walk.
Where?
The Last Drop.
Safety Wrong
She had found a free table, somehow, in the darker area of the bar. Her eyes darting from person to person, dangerous looking, desperate looking. Trying to avoid eye contact. Not wanting to draw attention.
Possibly doing just that. She didn't know. Her hands tightened around the straps of her bag, trapped against her legs under the table. Her eyes now squeezed shut. Burning.
Fighting the urge to cry. Someone had to help her right?
Right?
"Who would have thought that a toenail fungus could be the catalyst for a spiritual guide?"
"You brought a man-eating parasite onto the ship?"
"I have spotted the most beautiful feline specimen. I am going to attempt to make contact with her."