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WHO: Hayley & Adam, later Bones McCoy and Harvey Dent
WHAT: Hayley hopped right into the life of a prostitute
WHERE: Streets of pseudo-Rome
WHEN: Port!
Hayley had just wanted to escape. For too long now, she had been feeling anxious and desperate to escape. Since even before the attack by Alpha. Staying with Harvey had been helping her recently, but it hadn't done much to temper her rabid need for escape. Despite her better judgment, she had told Harvey she wanted to take a moment to herself, a walk. She wouldn't be surprised if he followed her and part of her actually hoped that he had, but he wouldn't be close enough to stop her. And so she had gone up onto the deck and jumped, leaped right into the darkness where she knew port was coming.
Now here she was, on the streets of Rome. While, to her knowledge, her name was 'Artemis Hayley', she would never answer to that. It wasn't good for her line of work. 'Venus' seemed more appropriate, was what the men were more fond of. Her age, a mere eighteen, didn't make even the oldest senator bat an eye. She was a bit old for the peak, if anything. But this week, she had only had two so far and that just wasn't enough. Coin was necessary to keep eating and she was getting a little too thin.
A white fabric was wrapped tightly from her thighs up to her shoulders, though in a loose pattern which left one breast and the majority of her stomach abs revealed. A very thin, translucent sort of material draped over the rest of her just enough to blur her edges to make her look wider. It was the fashion of the period, curves and breasts. It was what they wanted. Flaunting her form and medium-length chestnut hair, she smiled at many of the passers and waited for someone. This square was where at least a dozen prostitutes frequented and so she hardly stood out among them. She just had to find the right guy.
WHAT: Hayley hopped right into the life of a prostitute
WHERE: Streets of pseudo-Rome
WHEN: Port!
Hayley had just wanted to escape. For too long now, she had been feeling anxious and desperate to escape. Since even before the attack by Alpha. Staying with Harvey had been helping her recently, but it hadn't done much to temper her rabid need for escape. Despite her better judgment, she had told Harvey she wanted to take a moment to herself, a walk. She wouldn't be surprised if he followed her and part of her actually hoped that he had, but he wouldn't be close enough to stop her. And so she had gone up onto the deck and jumped, leaped right into the darkness where she knew port was coming.
Now here she was, on the streets of Rome. While, to her knowledge, her name was 'Artemis Hayley', she would never answer to that. It wasn't good for her line of work. 'Venus' seemed more appropriate, was what the men were more fond of. Her age, a mere eighteen, didn't make even the oldest senator bat an eye. She was a bit old for the peak, if anything. But this week, she had only had two so far and that just wasn't enough. Coin was necessary to keep eating and she was getting a little too thin.
A white fabric was wrapped tightly from her thighs up to her shoulders, though in a loose pattern which left one breast and the majority of her stomach abs revealed. A very thin, translucent sort of material draped over the rest of her just enough to blur her edges to make her look wider. It was the fashion of the period, curves and breasts. It was what they wanted. Flaunting her form and medium-length chestnut hair, she smiled at many of the passers and waited for someone. This square was where at least a dozen prostitutes frequented and so she hardly stood out among them. She just had to find the right guy.