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[cant_kim]

It's been some time since Kim was last here. She looks underfed, grubby, and scruffy around the edges again when she ducks through the door -- and surprised to be here. After a quick glance around, she allows herself a quick smile and trots towards the Bar

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[howling_laugh]

A stool or two over, there's a woman in motorcycle leathers. She's filling up an ashtray, and was reading a small book before something more interesting came along.

Now, Coyote is eyeing Kim outright. Polite is for other people.

[howling_laugh]

Coyote is momentarily disgusted with herself for thinking of that Semisonic song.

"Why not?" She is hurt! Really.

[cant_kim]

Kim tenses up, and swallows the instant sharp, scared response that comes to her lips.

Instead, carefully: "You're lookin' in the wrong place if you're after a -- sweetheart, mum."

[howling_laugh]

"It is likely people would say I have far too many already," Coyote snorts. "If there can be such a thing, I have likely done it."

She eyes Kim. "You are far too young for me anyhow."

This girl is not young in many ways. But all the same, Coyote knows that posture very well. She'll have to tread a little lighter if she wants to continue this conversation.

[cant_kim]

A kept woman, then, maybe?

Well, whatever she may be, it sounds like she might be backing off. Kim relaxes, very slightly, though she's no less suspicious.

"Right."

[howling_laugh]

"You needn't be so tense, you know. If it is such an effort to hide, why do you bother with it?"

[cant_kim]

Kim frowns. "It ain't my fault if I'm nattered."

[howling_laugh]

"Surely not," Coyote says, rolling her eyes. "But this-" and here she tugs at the seam of one of Kim's sleeves, "-is. And you have gotten me curious. What do you hide from?"

[cant_kim]

Her eyes go wide, and she jerks her hand away.

"Leave off!"

[howling_laugh]

She pulls her hand back, and lifts them both, attempting to look non-threatening.

"Down, girl." Her tone is dry.

[cant_kim]

God damn it -- dammit dammit dammit to hell, she is growing out of it--

"Sh!" she hisses.

[howling_laugh]

"Well?" Coyote is nonplussed. "You must have some reason to go through all the trouble."

[cant_kim]

Low, and snapped: "'Cause it's safer. How'd you know?"

[howling_laugh]

She taps the side of her nose. "I would have my ways even if I could not smell you. Who are you, jumpy one?"

[cant_kim]

Well, that's an entirely unhelpful answer. (Smell her? She smells like a girl?)

"You can't tell anyone that I'm -- you can't."

[howling_laugh]

"I can," Coyote says. "But why would I? It brings me no advantage that I can see."

It gives her more of one to keep a secret and earn someone's favor, even if she knows nothing about this girl, besides that she is one.