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[blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com]

Characters: Kali, and OPEN
Date/Time: Friday, October 28th
Location: L'Hôtel Jeu Ancien
Rating: TBD, but probably R considering Kali's salty language.
Warnings: Language, and who knows what else?
Summary: Kali arrives for the Halloween ball...

Ciara had thought that she was heading off to the gym to do some shadow sparring.

To her surprise, however, she found herself in the lobby of an unfamiliar hotel. Even more surprising was the fact that, instead of her usual warm-up gear, she suddenly jingled with every step she took, unexpectedly dressed in her full performance gear of gossamer silks trimmed with beads and bells and coins as a professional belly dancer. Odd... Was she supposed to be giving a performance here? Not her usual venue, that was for sure.

"What the fuck...?" she asked, her mind suddenly going oddly fuzzy...

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[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

"You said it, baby." Aldo could feel his own mind clouding a bit. Wait..this wasn't the suit he left in. And..was he holding a gun?

[blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com]

"Mmm. Look at you," she said, looking at the suited man. Not her usual audience, either, but she appreciated a well-dressed man nonetheless. "Ain't you something?" she asked, a smile on her face and her hips swaying as she walked over.

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

Tony looked over at the ravishing and scantily clad beauty coming up to him. "Damn, baby. You have it fucking going on."

[blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com]

"Thanks," she said, her smile broadening, "So... you my audience for tonight, sugar?"

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

"Didn't plan on it, but I'd have to be fucking nuts not to wanna see you."

[blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com]

"Aren't you the charmer, babycakes?" she cooed, "So... where am I supposed to give you this show?"

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

Tony-Seth looks around. "That's a good question, baby. Where the fuck are we anyway?"

[blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com]

"Not a damned idea, shug," she said with a shrug, "Does it really matter?"

[metemmods.insanejournal.com]

Nigel was in the middle of filling out some paperwork when he noticed the pair approaching. Leaping smartly to attention, he faced them, a model of attentive politeness. "Welcome! We're glad you could make it-- we've been expecting you both," he said. "And you've shown up just in time; the festivities are about to commence. The ballroom is just straight through there,"

Looking slightly to Tony's side, his smile dropped a little in wattage. "Ah... perhaps, Mr. Montana, you would perhaps feel somewhat less encumbered if you were to leave your 'little friend' at the coat check?"

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

He eyed the twerp behind the counter suspiciously, but handed the weapon over. It was a hotel afterall. "I don't want to see any fucking scratches on that thing, man. There'll be hell to pay, man. I'm not fucking kidding."

[blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com]

"Don't worry, shug. I'm sure your little friend will be in some damned good hands this evening," Ciara purred, sidling up next to him.

[chaos-embodied.insanejournal.com]

He smirks at her. "Damn baby, you don't mess around. I like that in a woman."

[blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com]

She grinned back.
"What would be the fun in waiting? You find something you want, I say just go for it and fuck pussyfooting around."