Who
May 14th, 2003, 09:52:16 AM
Stim in one hand, other on hip, Who stood outside of the Bar and Grill called Yog's. Wearing her usual ensamble of black pleather (fake leather) skirt and tube top, with matching hat, and high-heeled boots, she makes a face at the guard.
"Now why would someone as cute as me have a weapon, eh?"
She took a quick puff of her stim before batting her eyes at the guard.
"If ya want, you can always pat me down.....*giggle* But then that'd be unprofessional, wouldn't it?"
Leaning closer to the man, who seemed to be grown more uncomfortable with each passing second, and smiling sweetly, the Guard quickly sputters out an 'OK' and Who quickly flounces in the door.
"Thankies Cutie!" she coo'ed, sticking her stim in her lips, and finding an empty seat at the bar.
"Now why would someone as cute as me have a weapon, eh?"
She took a quick puff of her stim before batting her eyes at the guard.
"If ya want, you can always pat me down.....*giggle* But then that'd be unprofessional, wouldn't it?"
Leaning closer to the man, who seemed to be grown more uncomfortable with each passing second, and smiling sweetly, the Guard quickly sputters out an 'OK' and Who quickly flounces in the door.
"Thankies Cutie!" she coo'ed, sticking her stim in her lips, and finding an empty seat at the bar.