Long time, no see...

[cruisin_gal]

It had been a rough summer so far for one blonde-haired angel, fallen from grace. A year ago she had enough money from street racing to have paid for a year's tuition up front, and more than enough to keep her bike gassed up, tuned up, and tricked out any way that she could want. Now she danced a pole part-time to pay the bills. Her bike, the one

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[homonka_sting]

Soi opened her door with an amused smile letting the attitude ridden teenager in before the door was subjected to more enthusiastic knocking. She didn't bother trying to hide away missives that were scattered on her desk, trusting Jessie to not really snoop, and if she did, she'd keep it to herself anyways.

"I've been pretty much here," Soi called out over her shoulder as she pulled an extra chair out for Jessie, "the question really is where have you been? But if you brought a lovely present, I'll forget the questions."

ooc: hey is Jessie up for perhaps a side story line? I've been thinking for a while Soi would do some undercover storyline where some demons or another were using a club to front like a human snatching thing, and perhaps Jessie could help her blend in or something like that. It could be like a paid mission or something of the sort.

[cruisin_gal]

Jessie strolled in, her normal walk now grown into almost a strut. A few objects clinked together suspiciously as they sat hidden in a brown paper bag she carried. This sack was set down on the most convenient place she found, on Soi's desk, next to what appeared to be some formal looking documents of some kind. Jessie didn't really even bother to look other than to make sure she didn't set the liquor bottles on top of anything too important-looking

[homonka_sting]

ooc: cool, then how about i have Soi intro and talk about her failure to infiltrate said club now?

"Perhaps the busy kept you out of trouble," Soi said pulling some shot glasses out, though she assumed Jessie would prefer to drink straight from the bottle. "Though knowing you," she amended with a smirk taking the clear bottle of what smelled like vodka, "it probably kept you in it permanently instead."

Pouring the vodka into the shot glass Soi let out a sigh, "not that I've kept myself out of trouble entirely." Downing the glass with a grimace Soi gave Jessie a wry look "It seems I finally found a mission out of my league..."

[cruisin_gal]

Jessie passed that bottle around, though she was more of a whiskey girl and popped the top on a fifth of Jack. She looked just a little distressed, weary from a rough past couple of months. But she hid this as best she was able behind the tough look of a tough girl that could find a way out of any situation even when her back was against the wall