*Kara never made it home like she said she would, Bitch, well maybe not, Karlie can't help but feel worried about the girl, oh well, she can't ignore her nature for much longer, it's been months since she's really hurt, maimed, or killed someone, and it's really starting to get to her. Dressed up in some of Kara's finest, a long deep red haired wig, a tight leather top and matching leather shorts, thigh high leather boots and a couple of freshly sharpened blades resting in the holsters against her skin at her lower back, Karlie makes her way down the streets in the slums, looking for a bit of fun*

*Daisy's leaned against a street-lamp looking trashy, long legs are tucked in black combats, black, ripped fishnets on his slender legs. A tiny black pleather skirt, black top with some exploding head on the front and a huge white and black shawl wrapped around his neck. His dark hair falls over one whorishly-painted eye.

He drags on a cigarette shaking a bottle of pills in his hand. He looks down at them as if lost in his own little world.*

*She spots Daisy and grins darkly* Well well well, someone up there does love me after all *She whispers this to herself softly while about half a block away. She quickens her step and slips up behind Daisy, she leans in towards him and gives a deep moan* you're lookin' hot tanight, how much, love?

*Daisy nearly drops the pill bottle when Karlie sneaks up on him. Eyes go wide, a quick movement of his hand and the pills dissapear into a pocket.

He furrows his brows...a chick....hell why the fuck not.* Depends on what ya want...

I want a lot, probably more than you can, or are willing to give. *She moans again* Daisy, look at me *She lifts a hand to the boy's chin and light finger tips turn his face towards hers* Let's go somewhere and have a bit of fun, huh? My way of sayin' sorry for being such a PMSey Bitch the other night, I've got cash, and shit a lot bettern' those pills you were about ta take.

*He then realized who she is...the bitch from the White Rabbit* These pills aint what you think they are. *He mutters then frowns, tensing at her touch.

He gives her a long, hard look then shrugs single-shoulderedly.* Yah, why not. Let's rock.

*Dark lips pull back into a grin, she leans in and places a small peck of a kiss on his lips* Got anywhere we can go? Maybe someplace we won't be disturbed? *She takes Daisy's hand and starts to lead him up the street towards her parked blue sedan*

*He lets her kiss him, though the kiss is not returned. Somethings are just done and he puts his soul out of his flesh...does it even matter?* Yah, motel *Daisy slowly slips his hand out of Karlie's when they near the car* I don't get paid to hold hands. *he murrmers softly.*

*She stops right before she enters the car and gives a harsh sneer at him after he disappears, oh, he won't be getting paid at all, poor little girl* Motel it is *She mumbles and slips in, turns it on and loud music blares, Metallica always gets her in the mood, especially the old stuff, right now Master of Puppets screams from her speakers. She speeds away and makes their way to the Motel*
((*Picks up scene and moves it to the Commons Motel*))  

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*Daisy doesn't like this one much but she'll do. He said he wouldn't do this again...but a girl doesnt count!

He takes one last puff from his smoke and tosses it out the window before giving Karlie directions, and blowing smoke in her car.

Feet tucked up onto the dashboard, her car already looks like crap so who cares.*

((*Slinks with Karlie to C.M.*))