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[arclightblast]

Date: Winter 2005
Characters: Carmen, Candice Wilmer
Summary: Back in the city and off the clock, Carmen and Candice decide to have a little fun.
Status: In progress...
Semi-open, ask first

Her thick, dark hair combed into a messy fauxhawk, Carmen tapped her stilettos absently on the pavement. The pulsing beat from inside the club was becoming more and

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[misschimera]

Candice feigned a shuddered. She had thought of it, but Carmen was the last person who needed to know that.

"You forget I already have someone," she shouted back, slipping towards the bar.

[arclightblast]

Casting a lacivious gaze towards a group of men, she passed, Carmen joined the other woman at the bar. Ordering a whisky, she leaned against the counter, grinning at Candice.

"How is the little lamb?"

[misschimera]

"Working himself back to health, I imagine," Candice tried to answer with as much indifference as she could muster, leaning her elbows on the bar and surveying the scene. The Company knew too much already about Jimmy.

[mimic_peter]

Peter was going to have to work on his guilt complex. Right after he learned to be able to say no to people. Or maybe before since he was always hit with guilt after denying someone what they wanted and most of the time thought he needed and that usually made him give in the long run.

But he really didn't need or even want to club hopping with his friends

[arclightblast]

Eyeing the available bodies, Carmen let her gaze wander over one in particular. Dark features, eyes like a newborn pup. And seeming quite intent on his beer rather than his surroundings. She prefered a stronger type, but she wasn't adverse to man-children either. When she was in the mood.

Downing a shot, she leaned over to Candice, speaking in her ear. "Not that you would care, your lamb all tucked in and waiting for you, but look at the cutie a few seats down. Muy guapo, no?"