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The streets were barely illuminated from the faint glow of the flickering street lights. Garbage tumbled across the sidewalk as a faint breeze blew, taking with it the slightly sickening smell that the underbelly of the city had. Captain of the Division 5237, Casimir Corentine, was unfazed by the living conditions of this city. This was his job after all. And despite his upper crust status as a member of aristocracy, he spent more time in the grime and filth of the city then he did at his luxurious home. Tonight he wasn't on the look out for danger and crime. Tonight, he was on the prowl for something entirely different. The sound of music could be heard as he continued down the street; the object of his affection would be in his grasp soon.
5:39pmii SILLEH:
Neida Neitalo or as others like to call her the Nightingale stepped into the bar. She was very nervous but she was lead in by a man and a woman. The woman i shighly muscled and very masculine but still had the large breasts to her. STill doesn't change her from being intimidating. But she was good to have on your side. Neida was then lifted onto the stage where she was to sing. And that was what she did. The lights of pink and blue was on her. She illuminated. There was like a light neown purple halo rim on the top of her head. She was on the piano and she sang a jazz song.
5:44pmOptional Jesus:
Captain Corentine eased his way into the bar, his various badges, medals, and belts, clinking slightly as he walked into the 'establishment.' While the atmosphere of the bar was decent, its location was far from desirable. That would explain why every week he ventured into the bar, he could see his object of affection being escorted in by two forms of muscle. It was smart of her to do this, but it certainly would be a hinderance to his plan. He took a seat at the bar, ordering a drink as he casually turned around to watch the performance.
5:49pmii SILLEH:
Soon her performance turned into something in an almost burlesque performance where she came out and she was dressed in nothing but fake pearls (but real looking enough) and it was the "I'm a good girl" song when of course one can see the naughty but cute in her. It was a good choice of song with adorable irony where she danced, flirted with the pianist that played and the cello player before the other dancers came in and then slowly it turned into a wee bit of a strip tease. She didn't approve it. But she knew what she had to do. She was never naked at all but wearing skin colord spandex. But still. She was giving a good tease as she had her pearls stripped by the others before she hid behind the drums and her arms twirled around and she peeked her head to blow a kiss and winked and the shouting crowd. This idea was good for business. THen she went inside the dressing room. Her shift was over and she was promised to go home. She pulled out her make up and took off the wig. Her natural hair now fell over her shoulders and her natural face shown to the dim lights.

Then she exited and said good bye to her few girls and swerved threw the people and the crowds.
5:57pmOptional Jesus:
She never failed to disappoint that was for sure. The Captain had finished his drink long ago, and had almost forgotten about his surroundings. This happened every single week. Every week he crawled in his and every week he would sit quietly and observe his prey. It wasn't always this way though. He had been a gentleman when he came to his methods of courting her. But after one too many rejections, he had to change his methods. In this day and age, and especially in this city, you had to take what you wanted. And that was what he planned on doing.

He turned back around to face the bartender, ordering another drink. He had no intentions of drinking it. He held it in his gloved hand, idly spinning the liquid around in the glass as he waited. Soon the object of his affection was spotted again and he waited a moment or two before he quickly paid for his drinks and slid off of his seat to pursue her.
6:02pmii SILLEH:
She gemtly swerved in between the two gentleman who at first wanted to stop her and said, "Hey lassie! How about you host us and drink some beer?" Neida shook her head and said, "No thank you," and the muscled woman behind them shouted, "Come on let her go, warlocks!"

She nodded at the lady and made her way out of the bar. She then breathed in the frosty air silently and closed her eyes as she looked at the starless sky that was all foggy and beige and black in color. It wasn't a pretty looking sky. Still, she got used to it. She missed her place in Finland but... it became inhabitable after time. She missed her father. She missed the hot spas. But none of it was there. She took a U-Turn in another alley way to take a short cut out of the gutter into another one where she stayed. It was a girl's place really. One of those dorms where the girls prefered to be locked up. Some were raped. Often they said it was by the police force. It was not new but her heart ached and she felt scared.

There was something strange she saw. A slick black car with the symbol of a panther and it made her frown. Thats when she realised that she must break into a run. She first walked quickly into the opposite direction of where she was supposed to go and her breathing became faster. She walked faster.