Thread: The Prodigal Returns (attn: Anyone) 7/18/09 Posted by Jeremy Castro

The girl on the stage shakes and shimmies her way to Sabre. Doing the splits she comes down to the floor with her breasts aimed right at him. She smiles a coy, if wanton grin. "Hey Trouble... you gonna take me for a ride after I..." she drags herself across the highly polished stage towards him. "... get off." she breathes near his ear.

Sabre grins as he leans in and takes her scent. There was just something about her scent that he found intoxicating and the reason he'd decided to make her his ghoul. He smiles and whispers, "You're damn right."

The girl dances away and for the next two hours she dances, always coming back to Sabre from time to time. At the end of two hours she gets off stage and goes in the back. When she comes out she's not wearing a wig anymore and her hair is cropped short to her head in a pixie style cut. Sabre will not recognize her at first but as soon as she's standing by him and the scent of her hits him again... he knows.

"Let's get out of here."

Stands up and smiles liking her natural hair even more than the stage hair. He takes her hand and leads her out of the place to his car. Once outside, he'll open her door and close it behind her once she's in. He moved quickly to his door and got in. He smiled as he said, "Where to?" already turning the car on and whipping out of the parking spot.

"Anywhere but here." She leans back and puts her feet up on the dash. "I just need to get free of this hell hole for a few hours... you do that for me and I'll do anything for you." She winks at Sabre.

Sabre takes off like a rocket from the Klub heading away from Anarch land as fast as he can. As he listens to her talk, he could sense she didn't have any desire to return to the place ever, but probably had little choice in the matter. As he heads off towards the park he glances over at her, her scent still teasing his nostrils. He speaks casually, "If you hate it so much, why do you continue to work there? I'm sure a beautiful woman like yourself could find better work for better pay?"

"You obviously never have lived in a place like the Pitt before, have you?" She sighs and pulls a pack of cigarettes out of her purse. "People who live there never get out... hence the name... The Pit."

Sabre pushes the lighter in on the dash for her, in an attempt to be a gentleman and to help her locate it. He shakes his head in disbelief. He never really knew much about the pit nor the circumstances most dealt with. He glanced over at her a moment, feeling like it was the right moment, hesitating only a couple of seconds, "That's too bad, cause, I was figuring after tonight, you've spent your last night living in the Pit and working that job."

"Shit, now wouldn't that be nice?" She smiles and takes the lighter. "You know something I don't handsome?"