"Contract is to find some rich guy's missing brat." The four eyes of her masked rolled as she said that. "I do not have the time, or the patience to go off trying to find spoiled teenagers. Even with the good pay bein' offered, I'm passing on it. You want it?"
"Basically, rich girl gets bored with her rich life, decides to runaway, ends up hanging out at de "Bar wit' No Name" too often, now in wit' some real baddies." Alisa summed it up as best she could.
"I Go to de "Bar Wit' No Name", an' don' wanna be huntin' down someone an' gettin' a rep as a turn coat."
In other words, she did not want to lose her only drinking hole.
"I cannot go to de other underworld bar. De guy who owns it would call de cops on me."
While Millicent had expected some kind of counter-kick, she hadn't expected it that quick. She turned slightly to avoid it, but it stills truck her right knee, driving her down.
Millicent knew a couple moves that she could attempt to dislodge Alisa, but found she really didn't want to.
"A draw is acceptable," she said, her breath a little hitched with the other woman so close to her. She swallowed once before speaking once more. "You..you do look rather lovely in this light as well."
"Well, I made sure my mask was made up properly." She would grin under that mask, before placing her hands on either side of Millicent's head. Alisa would then lift her own body up, into a headstand, before twisting herself around and landing on her feet before Millicent.
"I t'ink I feel like pizza tonight." She continued to grin as the mask she wore unlocked from her nero-implants, and she caught it in her hands as it fell off. "Maybe a calzone?"
"Just a lil' while. It takes me awhile to get back to Hell's Kitchen from here, so I don' wanna have to stay too late an' crack open too many heads." Alisa winked, looking for the pizza menu that Millicent kept around.
Millicent was half-tempted to ask what she planned to do next, but didn't want to risk Alisa turning her emotions back off. It was so uncomfortable to listen to.
"Very well then. Phone's over there. I'm going to change out of this suit."
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"Contract is to find some rich guy's missing brat." The four eyes of her masked rolled as she said that. "I do not have the time, or the patience to go off trying to find spoiled teenagers. Even with the good pay bein' offered, I'm passing on it. You want it?"
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"I would have to speak with Adrienne. Plus I would need more details."
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"I Go to de "Bar Wit' No Name", an' don' wanna be huntin' down someone an' gettin' a rep as a turn coat."
In other words, she did not want to lose her only drinking hole.
"I cannot go to de other underworld bar. De guy who owns it would call de cops on me."
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"You know, I could stay like dis all night." Now she chose to turn her emotions back on.
" 'sides, you look cute like dis. Wanna jus' call it a draw?"
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"A draw is acceptable," she said, her breath a little hitched with the other woman so close to her. She swallowed once before speaking once more. "You..you do look rather lovely in this light as well."
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"I t'ink I feel like pizza tonight." She continued to grin as the mask she wore unlocked from her nero-implants, and she caught it in her hands as it fell off. "Maybe a calzone?"
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"Sounds grand. You plan on staying awhile then?"
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"Very well then. Phone's over there. I'm going to change out of this suit."