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Post by Katieh on Nov 15, 2005 21:31:28 GMT -5
"Are you sure we should try here?" asked the strong voice of a female Darigan aisha. They stood outside a loud diner where muscular men and sexy women hung out. The aisha peeked in the door, a little intimidated by the others. "Of course," replied another voice, half hiss and half purr. "You just have to look right..." the voice said. The form of another aisha completely made out of shadow appeared beside the other. There was a loud crack, and the Darigan aisha's clothes had changed. Her modest white shirt had been replaced by a red navel-showing blouse that showed a fair amount of her chest. It was tied as if she was working on a farm. Her black skirt became a tight pair of black short shorts. Her shoes became knee-high black high-heeled boots. "I look like a stripper." she muttered to the shadow. The shadow shook it's head. "Not exactly, but it'll get us some men to help."
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Post by Da Kittie on Nov 16, 2005 14:31:48 GMT -5
((-bites lip and tries to figure out which one of her pets would be likely to be hanging out in a place like this- -and that are able to show up in Central- Bah. -gets out list-)) The disco shoyru slowly sauntered through the busy night streets of Neopia Central. Her hands were tucked away in her pockets of her baggy jeans. A dull green tank top covered her upper torso. Shining, golden armbands were secured around her upper arms, glinting everytime she passed under a street lamp. Her bright pink eyes were half-closed, hidden by orchid purple bangs. The rest of her short hair was gelled to frill up at the ends. She eyed the popular diner she was approaching. She herself had never been there, but it was still worth a short glance inside. Or at least, Fai had said so. She'd gone there once, apparently. The shoyru shrugged, continuing on her way down the street and past the diner. ((... When in doubt, Anna. x3;;; ))
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Post by Katieh on Nov 16, 2005 21:58:30 GMT -5
"Now swing your hips and try to walk in a way that'll attract attention and men." The shadow said. The Darigan aisha shook her head. "Because a shadow would definately know about men..." she muttered, taking a step to the door. Suddenly the shadow shifted in front of her. "I wasn't a shadow forever, and you better learn to give me respect." she hissed, pointing a shadowed finger at the Darigan aisha. "Kids these days..."
The aisha gently pushed the door open with her hip. The shadow melted into the aisha's own. She sauntered up to the counter, swinging her hips as instructed. Casting her gaze around the room quickly, she noticed a few men. But one caught her eye- a dull spotted aisha who looked at her for a moment then moved on. His left eye was covered by a black bandanna and his black shaggy hair fell in his face. He was very muscular. The aisha grinned and walked over. "Is this spot taken?" she asked sweetly, walking over to the spotted one. He muttered something then nodded. "My name's Kipuaa. I happen to be looking for a man like you to help me with a... Special job." she said, grinning.
The other aisha looked at his shuffling feet before answering. "M'name's Giuseppin." he muttered. He glared at Kipuaa as she raised an eyebrow.
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