Post by Melody Arachne on Mar 4, 2007 21:09:45 GMT -5
Melody emerges from the bathroom, tugging her shirttails straight and setting her combat boots down. She braces a hand on the table to slide her feet back into the black boots.
In the intervening time she has manged to clean up a bit and change her outfit, sporting an oversize white men's buttondown shirt, knee socks, and a plaid micro skirt. Long dark brown hair is pulled up into pigtails, swaying as she saunters to the bar and gives Lachryma a slow up-and-down once over.
"Sister, we need to work on your look. You wanna do that Russian thing, we should at least go for the pin-up soldier girl look. Or maybe fur. Fur's pretty hot."
She steps up onto the rungs of the barstool, leaning over to grab herself a glass. Turning, she slides it down the bar to Leon. "Stuill got that bottle, Sport? Howsabout pourin' me one ...?"
In the intervening time she has manged to clean up a bit and change her outfit, sporting an oversize white men's buttondown shirt, knee socks, and a plaid micro skirt. Long dark brown hair is pulled up into pigtails, swaying as she saunters to the bar and gives Lachryma a slow up-and-down once over.
"Sister, we need to work on your look. You wanna do that Russian thing, we should at least go for the pin-up soldier girl look. Or maybe fur. Fur's pretty hot."
She steps up onto the rungs of the barstool, leaning over to grab herself a glass. Turning, she slides it down the bar to Leon. "Stuill got that bottle, Sport? Howsabout pourin' me one ...?"
