Post by Caitlynn Arie on Jun 20, 2007 17:55:33 GMT -5
Caitlynn walked into the club and her dark gaze took in the place and all the people there. All the weapons she had were placed in a sheth on the inside of her thigh. It was a small dagger that was no bigger than the palm of her hand. The rest of her weapons would be too visible in the outfit she now wore. It consisted of a tight black mini dress and black lace stockings and black heels. The phrase 'dressed to kill' took on a whole new meaning with her and she knew it.
A soft smirk crossed her lips as she made her way to the bar. "Cranberry Juice and Tonic please." she said to the bartender who nodded and oggled her decolaug'. She had to chuckle a bit at him. He seemed very fixed on her boobs. When she recieved her drink she turned on her seat to watch the crouds and crossed her legs making sure not so show the dagger but revealed quite a bit of thigh.
A soft smirk crossed her lips as she made her way to the bar. "Cranberry Juice and Tonic please." she said to the bartender who nodded and oggled her decolaug'. She had to chuckle a bit at him. He seemed very fixed on her boobs. When she recieved her drink she turned on her seat to watch the crouds and crossed her legs making sure not so show the dagger but revealed quite a bit of thigh.
