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Introducing Aly....
[21:15] Alyxia Salome Solanine was over yellin over bodies, because fuck theses people. Random ass Becky with the good hair is strollin through the crowd, all on her phone and slammed BAM! into ALy who just stood there looking at this hooker like..... have you lost you whole ass mind. Becky is drunk, and stupid.... laughing at Aly now "you look mean!!! " ALy in kind just kinda lifted her shoulders casually, and then..... "I AM BITCH MOVE!!!" and shoved Beck out the way. Finally nearin that hilarious bitch she had been yellin with she pulled a joint from between her tits... fired the tip and looked over with a...."Ima catche a fucking case up in this mother fucker.... you watch.... headline gonna say ' Coke Out Hobbit Cannibalizes School Teacher....Shit's comin"
[21:20] Kit watches her new bestie push her way through the crowd smirking as Aly shoves some random princess out of her way. She moves the candy back and forth in her mouth, her grin growing with each step closer she gets. "Girl.. " she begins, leaning in and still yelling over this horrible ass music. "Why we standing here already looking like best friends ready to fight a bitch over a spilled drink?" She asked the girl "Name's Kit by the way" she finished, extremely pleased with herself
[21:27] Alyxia Salome Solanine had that perfectly rolled clutched between her lips and thrust a tiny hand forth, which seemed to be laden with ritualistic tattoos. "Aly, " she mused through pused lips only to pluck the joint away... ash on the floor and look over her shoulder for Bucky the Bouncer... for a slice of white bread she was quiet the hard ass, and she wasnt sure he was gonna abide much more of her bullshit... no matter HOW many times she had paid him off. Her reply came quick as a whip "We can smell our own!" she cackled "And as for fighting a bitch over a spilled drink? Well, Ive been known to show my ass for a whole hell of a lot less.... So what brings you here tonight... Cash, Grass or Ass?"
[21:35] Kit watched her with a wide grin and almost sadistic pleasure lighting her eyes. "True story though" she shifted her weight from one foot to the other “Pleasure to meet you Aly" she added, realizing she hadnt said it yet. "All of it?" she said with a smile leaning her head in close "I got all three already, but it never hurts to padd the party a little ya know"
[21:48] Alyxia Salome Solanine arched a brow... and just kinda smirked a knowin lil nod..."Pad the party..." she echo'd. Now this messy lil bitch had neither slept nor ate in about three or four days... once the shadow people start showing up, numbers are really irrelevant. Aly had two objectives in this whole world... business and The Business, both were an all consuming fire from which there was no escape: and normally she was sharp as a tack.. and twice as lethal... but she had most assuredly had her hand in the proverbial cookie jar.... the sheild walls were down... and she was always a sucker for a dark beauty with a great rack. She was fishin down in the pocket of her lil short and produced a tiny baggy, filled with chunky white powder and covertly slipped it into Kits hand "Looks like it might snow..... Daddy runs the weather channel.... you can always call for the time and temperature... any time... night or day" upon the baggie the tell-tale stamp of the Sinaloa Cartel... unmistakable.
[22:03] Kit knew this routine well and palmed the present without bothering to give it a once over. She recognized the familiar feel of the tiny plastic baggy and immediately wondered where this snow came from since they weren't full on producing yet. She stuck her hand in her pocket and deposited Aly's gift making sure to shove it deep in those low rises to ensure it wasn't lost. She moved to the bar and ordered two Mule's, turning and leaning on her elbows to watch the crowd as she waited. "Put it on my tab" she told the bartender as he handed her the drinks and she walked back, handing Aly one and taking a deep sip of her own as she leaned her head into the other girls "You are my people Aly" she said quietly, a very un-Kit like giggle escaping her lips as this drink was probably the one that would finish her for the night. She reached into her back pocket and pulling out her phone, handed it to Aly "Put your number in there ma, you have got to meet my Bels" she told her taking another sip of her drink "He has been handling business so he aint around lately, but he should be back in the next few days or so" she finished, her eyes scanning the crowd as she talked.
[22:12] Alyxia Salome Solanine watched as Kit made for the bar and bit her lip mother fucking accordingly because.... DAMN! She also saw her gettin two cocktails, oh! Shit. Little known facts about Aly: Version 1.0, Tis better to be a degenerate drug addled slut, than a sloppy tacky drunk.... and Aly could NOT hold liquor... She could smoke full grown men under the table... Had been know to take on foot an a half hot rails of speed, and had ate enough smack to take out a small third world company.. but her impendin doom was thrust at her... and she grimaced... Manner Matter so she ventured a sip to, and her face just crumpled, nose wrinkled, in that one drink a warmth spread over her skin followed by a rosy flush.... MAYDAY!!! PIMP IN DISTRESS!!! She was thankful for the phone thust into her hand and sat her drink down on the floor by her foot..... as she entered in her number under ' Aly S- Bitchcraft Supreme'. Handing the phone back she reached down for the drink and began to cautiously nurse the libation.... if she wrecked Daddys Maybach he would skin her alive. "Whats a Bels?" she giggled "Is it bigger than a babies arm?"
Visit this location at [Club] 511 - Adult Jazz Club in Second Life
Introducing Aly....
[21:15] Alyxia Salome Solanine was over yellin over bodies, because fuck theses people. Random ass Becky with the good hair is strollin through the crowd, all on her phone and slammed BAM! into ALy who just stood there looking at this hooker like..... have you lost you whole ass mind. Becky is drunk, and stupid.... laughing at Aly now "you look mean!!! " ALy in kind just kinda lifted her shoulders casually, and then..... "I AM BITCH MOVE!!!" and shoved Beck out the way. Finally nearin that hilarious bitch she had been yellin with she pulled a joint from between her tits... fired the tip and looked over with a...."Ima catche a fucking case up in this mother fucker.... you watch.... headline gonna say ' Coke Out Hobbit Cannibalizes School Teacher....Shit's comin"
[21:20] Kit watches her new bestie push her way through the crowd smirking as Aly shoves some random princess out of her way. She moves the candy back and forth in her mouth, her grin growing with each step closer she gets. "Girl.. " she begins, leaning in and still yelling over this horrible ass music. "Why we standing here already looking like best friends ready to fight a bitch over a spilled drink?" She asked the girl "Name's Kit by the way" she finished, extremely pleased with herself
[21:27] Alyxia Salome Solanine had that perfectly rolled clutched between her lips and thrust a tiny hand forth, which seemed to be laden with ritualistic tattoos. "Aly, " she mused through pused lips only to pluck the joint away... ash on the floor and look over her shoulder for Bucky the Bouncer... for a slice of white bread she was quiet the hard ass, and she wasnt sure he was gonna abide much more of her bullshit... no matter HOW many times she had paid him off. Her reply came quick as a whip "We can smell our own!" she cackled "And as for fighting a bitch over a spilled drink? Well, Ive been known to show my ass for a whole hell of a lot less.... So what brings you here tonight... Cash, Grass or Ass?"
[21:35] Kit watched her with a wide grin and almost sadistic pleasure lighting her eyes. "True story though" she shifted her weight from one foot to the other “Pleasure to meet you Aly" she added, realizing she hadnt said it yet. "All of it?" she said with a smile leaning her head in close "I got all three already, but it never hurts to padd the party a little ya know"
[21:48] Alyxia Salome Solanine arched a brow... and just kinda smirked a knowin lil nod..."Pad the party..." she echo'd. Now this messy lil bitch had neither slept nor ate in about three or four days... once the shadow people start showing up, numbers are really irrelevant. Aly had two objectives in this whole world... business and The Business, both were an all consuming fire from which there was no escape: and normally she was sharp as a tack.. and twice as lethal... but she had most assuredly had her hand in the proverbial cookie jar.... the sheild walls were down... and she was always a sucker for a dark beauty with a great rack. She was fishin down in the pocket of her lil short and produced a tiny baggy, filled with chunky white powder and covertly slipped it into Kits hand "Looks like it might snow..... Daddy runs the weather channel.... you can always call for the time and temperature... any time... night or day" upon the baggie the tell-tale stamp of the Sinaloa Cartel... unmistakable.
[22:03] Kit knew this routine well and palmed the present without bothering to give it a once over. She recognized the familiar feel of the tiny plastic baggy and immediately wondered where this snow came from since they weren't full on producing yet. She stuck her hand in her pocket and deposited Aly's gift making sure to shove it deep in those low rises to ensure it wasn't lost. She moved to the bar and ordered two Mule's, turning and leaning on her elbows to watch the crowd as she waited. "Put it on my tab" she told the bartender as he handed her the drinks and she walked back, handing Aly one and taking a deep sip of her own as she leaned her head into the other girls "You are my people Aly" she said quietly, a very un-Kit like giggle escaping her lips as this drink was probably the one that would finish her for the night. She reached into her back pocket and pulling out her phone, handed it to Aly "Put your number in there ma, you have got to meet my Bels" she told her taking another sip of her drink "He has been handling business so he aint around lately, but he should be back in the next few days or so" she finished, her eyes scanning the crowd as she talked.
[22:12] Alyxia Salome Solanine watched as Kit made for the bar and bit her lip mother fucking accordingly because.... DAMN! She also saw her gettin two cocktails, oh! Shit. Little known facts about Aly: Version 1.0, Tis better to be a degenerate drug addled slut, than a sloppy tacky drunk.... and Aly could NOT hold liquor... She could smoke full grown men under the table... Had been know to take on foot an a half hot rails of speed, and had ate enough smack to take out a small third world company.. but her impendin doom was thrust at her... and she grimaced... Manner Matter so she ventured a sip to, and her face just crumpled, nose wrinkled, in that one drink a warmth spread over her skin followed by a rosy flush.... MAYDAY!!! PIMP IN DISTRESS!!! She was thankful for the phone thust into her hand and sat her drink down on the floor by her foot..... as she entered in her number under ' Aly S- Bitchcraft Supreme'. Handing the phone back she reached down for the drink and began to cautiously nurse the libation.... if she wrecked Daddys Maybach he would skin her alive. "Whats a Bels?" she giggled "Is it bigger than a babies arm?"
Visit this location at [Club] 511 - Adult Jazz Club in Second Life