Sasha: ((First post! Sorry, had to do that.))

Sasha: The girl walks down the streets, looking fairly meek, compared to how she usually looks...uncertain. The confident, cocky, snarky little street whore is gone, both in look and demeanor...right now, she looks very small, dressed in a kind of dirty black T-Shirt with "Goddess" across it in purple and a pair of jeans. A silver chain is around her neck...her hair and body is clean. She has her hands in her pockets, peering over her shoulder, then around and foreward, as she walks.

Alexia Rottersham: ((*snerk* S'all good)) Should she be out alone at night? Probably not. Does she care? Probably not. She meanders down a street, singing to SOMETHING thats playing in her head phones. Now and then I'll she dances a little bit, laughing. She's a strange individual isn't she?

Sasha: d10: Per+Alert: 9,2,6,3,3,8,10,

Sasha: d10: Specialty: Paranoid: 7,

Alexia Rottersham: d10: per+alert: 4,10,7,6,4,5,

Sasha: The girl, as usual, sees all, her paranoid little eyes scanning around. They fall on Alexia, and she smiles a little, as she notes the first person she's seen in 3 days that she recognizes. She blinks, and smiles a little Lexi's way, waving a bit.

Alexia Rottersham: "Sasha!" The woman says, laughing and flinging her arms wide. She chuckles, pulling out her earbuds and heading towards the other woman.

Sasha: "Hey." She says it quietly, looking around briefly. The streets seem more frightening now, for some reason. She closes the distance between her and Alexia quickly, trying not to appear too hurried.

Alexia Rottersham: She tilts her head, watching the girl with slight puzzlement. "You okay?"

Sasha: "Yeah, m'fine," she mutters, eyes scanning around. She doesn't want to miss who she's looking for. "How're you?"

Alexia Rottersham: She raises an eyebrow, her barbell clicking, but she let's it go, rocking on her heels. "M'doing pretty good. Howzabout you?"

Sasha: "Goin' nuts." She shrugs a little, reaching into her jeans and fumbling out a pack of smokes. She pulls a cigarette out and lights it, looking around. "Been cooped up in a fuckin' farm Upstate for the last month-plus."

Alexia Rottersham: She raises that eyebrow higher, taking in the girl critically. "Why the fuck have you been up at a farm?"

Sasha: "My...uh..." She clears her throat. "My...friend and I are living up there, now. Or, he was, until he took off, and I haven't heard from him in, like, nine days."

Alexia Rottersham: She blinks slowly at Sasha. Living... with someone. In a house. Looking... clean. A slight shake of her head and she tugs on a piercing slightly. "Uhh... do you wanna file a missing persons report for him?"

Sasha: "Yeah, 'cause those work," she mutters. "Don't know how many of those I've heard were filed on my co-workers, and ended up in the trash, I'm sure."

Alexia Rottersham: "S'just an offer." She says quietly, shoving her hands into her pockets. "Do you... wanna stay at my place? So you're not alone, and you can be in the city and shit?"

Sasha: She considers that for a moment, looking honestly surprised and rather hopeful, before doubt comes in. "I...don't know, Lexi. I mean, yeah, but if Micah comes home, and I'm not there, he'll be so fuckin' worried..." She frowns, eyes clouded with concern, as she considers her options.

Alexia Rottersham: "So we'll go out a coupla times a day and check there." She shrugs. "And, no offense, he's the one who left you for days worryin' about HIM. He could use a taste of his own medicine, maybe."

Alexia Rottersham: d10: per+streetwise: 1,9,5,4,2,6,

Sasha: She looks over her shoulder once more, and purses her lips. "Yeah..." She sighs. "Fuck." A drag is taken off her cigarette. She can't stay out in Luddington anymore. She just can't.

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Alexia Rottersham: She watches the other woman, the look bordering on concerned. "You need anything right now?"

Sasha: ((Open...Midtown Streets.))

Sasha: She looks over at Lexi, eyebrow raised. The expression on her face is both dreading and hopeful. "Anything like what?"

Alexia Rottersham: She looks mildly quizzical at the look, and the way she emphasizes anything... she means anything. Not just drugs. "Anything. Food, clothes, shower, alcohol, cigarettes, a bed, someone to bitch at, etc..."

Sasha: She nods a little, distractedly, takiing anoterh drag off her smoke. "Yeah. Yeah, that'd be nice." She smiles, faintly and appreciatively, to Lexi. "Thanks."

Erica Delmater(play test): *hands in pajama bottom pants(flannel looking,black with big orange letters spelling 'boo!' all over and white skulls), shes wearing a black cardigan sweater unbuttoned over a black tshirt(white skull with the words drop dead in red underneath), the longish brown hair pulled back in a loose ponytail, thin wire framed glasses setting on her face as watery blue eyes look about from a 'comfortably round'(somewhat chubby cheeked face)as she walks.. one sandaled foot in front of the other...one hand holding onto the strap of an older black ratty looking backpack/bag....fingers fidgeting with a ring on her left hand idly and absently as she heads down the street

Alexia Rottersham: ((Need a DD?)) She smiles to Sasha, a real expression on her face. "No problem. Whenever you wanna head back, just say it."

Sasha: The confident, cocky, snarky little street whore is gone, both in look and demeanor...right now, she looks very small, dressed in a kind of dirty black T-Shirt with "Goddess" across it in purple and a pair of jeans. A silver chain is around her neck...her black, shoulder length hair and body is clean. Deep blue eyes look around, paranoid, as she stands there, talking with Alexia.

Erica Delmater(play test): (sure sure*G*) *smelling the cigarette, she looks that way....fingers twitching even more on the ring she fdgets with, biting her lip and generally looking as if shes craving, but fighting internally.......finally sighing deeply and nudging the wire rimmed glasses back up her freckled nose, rubbing her forehead, fingers twitching again*

Alexia Rottersham: She's impossible to miss, even by New York standards. Looking about 24 and standing at 5'6", she has a nicely full figure, curved in all the right places. Brown hair with brillant red streaks are pulled back into messily done buns, save for the red bangs that fall into her eyes. Brown eyes peer at the world through square glasses. But its not her figure that captures the attention- it's the sheer number of piercings and tattoos the girl seems to have. Metal shines from everywhere in her face, from lips and ears and nose. Another in her belly button. Her tongue. Pictures trail over pale skin. But despite her appearance, there's something unique and different about her that draws a person in. ((Cha 4 'Delightfully Different', Fame 3, pm for tattoo/piercing details)

Sasha: d10: Per+Alert: 4,3,9,8,7,8,8,

Sasha: "Okay." She nods, and looks around...ahh, that girl's paranoia. She notes Erica as she appraoches, looking her over warily.

Erica Delmater(play test): d10: per+alert: 5,7,3,6,7,

Erica Delmater(play test): d10: per+alert: 5,7,3,6,7,

Alexia Rottersham: d10: per+alert: 6,5,3,3,2,8,

Alexia Rottersham: She glances where Sasha is look, and then back to the girl, voice soft. "What's got you so jumpy chica?"

Erica Delmater(play test): *another deep sigh, chewing her lip as she opens her eyes and moves to lean against a wall, a thoughtful fidgeting almost sad frustrated look on her face , she fidgets with the shoulder strap.....looking to the girls and noticing the glances over, blushing and looking away again, fussing with the front flap on the bag and opening the front zipper pocket on it, bringing out a single brown wrapped clove....eyeing it almost warily and wantingly*

Sasha: "I just..." She shrugs a little. "Ain't been in the city for a while. Paranoia's healthy, y'know."

Alexia Rottersham: "Too much will kill just as quick as too little. Blood pressure and all that crap." She tilts her head to Sasha, keeping Erica in her feild of vision.

Sasha: "Yeah, I've done enough damage to my blood pressure in my life as it is." She manages a smirk to Alexia. "Ya know?"

Alexia Rottersham: "Yeeeeaaah." She says in that dragged out sort of way, smirking a little bit back.

Erica Delmater(play test): *looking about in the pockets.....then the bag pockets, brows furrowing as she does so, more and more frustration, grumbling quietly, fruitless search for whatever it is.....the clove getting slipped to her lips for a moment as she takes another try at looking, exasperated, she gives a roll of her eyes at herself, then chances a hopeful glance over to the girls.....a very shy quiet hopeful glance though*

Sasha: She chuckles a little to Lexi, her mood cheered a little by the joke, and looks back over to the pajama girl. Wierd choice of clothes, to be sure...she might be a nut case. "S'up?" she ventures to Erica, guardedly.

Alexia Rottersham: Even as she's talking to Sasha, she rummages in a pocket, and pulls out a lighter, offering it to Erica.

Alexia Rottersham: She grins brightly as Sasha chuckles. Hah. None can resist her charms.

Erica Delmater(play test): I....um...*licking her lips....yep.....definately shyish...nervous...a bit cautious too, but feening for a smoke by the looks of it, giving in to the craving*........cant find my friggen lighter....*nervous grin, pushing the glasses up her nose gently..she seems a bit withdrawn even as she speaks up with a soft slightly accented voice thats hard to place...noticing the lighter held out, she chuckles softly and murmurs a thanks....reaching for it and lighting the clove with a relieved sigh....sheepishly handing it back with another murmur*....thanks 'gain.....

Alexia Rottersham: "Nooo problem." She grins to the other, slipping the lighter back into her pocket.

Sasha: She leans back on a heel, at Lexi's side, eyes on Erica. The girl seems...well, not violently insane. Yet. "Hate when that happens..."

Erica Delmater(play test): yeah.....s'prolly...in the pit of hell known as my bag....*chuckling softly and shrugging, she chances anotehr glance at the girls....seemingly fascinated for a moment by the piercings and tatts before she looks away...not looking either directly in the eyes*

Sasha: She smirks a little at that. "Yeah, those packs can hide shit real well, huh?"

Alexia Rottersham: She bounces on her heels slightly, eyes looking around. "Hey," she says suddenly, lightly tapping Sasha's shoulder, and then pointing. "I'll be riiiight over there. Just yank me when you wanna go, kay?"

Sasha: She glances over to Lexi and nods a little, smiling slightly. "Awright...sounds good."

Erica Delmater(play test): yeah........my, um...*soft nervous chuckle again as she shrugs slightly* my sons lego blocks....ones that make up that uh....knight bus...from harry potter?....put that in there for takin along to a doctors visit once.......still finding pieces of it in there....*lips twitching at the corners into a slight grin*

Alexia Rottersham: She wiggles fingers to both, and then bounds off. ((Tanks guys!))

Sasha: She blinks in confusion. Looks like someone doesn't keep up on her popular fiction. "What's a Knight Bus?"

Sasha: ((*Hugs the Lexi*))

Erica Delmater(play test): (byee*wavehugs*) *blinking a bit, she moves the glasses to on top of her head, clearing her throat slightly after taking another drag, letting it curl from her lips as she speaks*......um...s'from...harry potter books....like...modern day wizards and witches and magic and sorcery, with a kid as the main character.....theyve got a whole series of books....few movies....um..*blinking, blushing a touch and pausing, nervous smile* sorry.....knight bus...uh.....its....a bus for wizards and magic types that are the only ones that can see it....like a double decker special transpo

Sasha: "I've hearda Harry Potter, vaguely." Hard to live in Times Square and not have heard of Harry Potter. She nods a little at the explanation, a look of barely feigned interest on her face. "Gotcha."

Erica Delmater(play test): sorry....just....guess I never grew up....reading all that stuff...*shrugging, taking another drag from the clove....nervous and knowing shes not doing too great*

Sasha: No shit, Sherlock. She shrugs a little to Erica. "Ennh. To each their own, right?"

Erica Delmater(play test): yeah...I guess....um...sorry if I bothered you guys....I guess....*chewing her lip, blinking, she nods,cheeks slightly pink again , nodding once more before murmuring a soft later after a glance towards where her friend went, then back to sasha before turning as if to go*

Sasha: "S'okay." She shrugs a bit. "Not a big deal...just ran into her after a good, long while. Ain't seen her in forever."

Erica Delmater(play test): yeah? thats cool.....I, uh....dont wanna keep you guys from hangin out or anything since...yknow...havent seen each other in a while.....*giving a quiet smile and shrug, fingers on her left hand fidgeting with that ring again*

Sasha: She shrugs a little. "Ehh, she'll be there in the bar for a while." She looks over at the bar, a little enviously...not that she couldn't use a drink herself.

Erica Delmater(play test): *shes giving about the same look towards the bar herself, biting her lip again as the fingers fidget, sighing softly*.....she does have some kickass tatts an piercings though......

Sasha: She grins a bit. "Yeah, she does. She's a good chick."

Erica Delmater(play test): d10: per+emp: 2,8,7,4,6,2,5,

Sasha -> Erica Delmater(play test): She's wary of Erica, not totally sure about her. She likes Alexia...she's mostly confused, nervous, and scared about something. And she's looking for someone, from the furtive glances she keeps giving around the area.

Erica Delmater(play test) -> Sasha: (she seem like a pretty decent person too ? and what kinda mood is she in?)

Sasha -> Erica Delmater(play test): ((Empathy is emotional state, not morality. And as for mood...he's mostly confused, nervous, and scared about something. *G*))

Erica Delmater(play test): yeah....*smiling as well* she seems it...*pausing to look at her a bit*....yknow....you ok? you look like....somethings wrong maybe.....*chewing her lip again...*

Sasha: She blinks at the question. "Huh?" A moment's pause, and she shakes her head, affecting a grin. "Naah...I'm good. Just lookin' for someone's, all."

Erica Delmater(play test): oh.....you ...waitin for someone?*looking about herself now as if she knew who sasha was looking for let alone where and so on*

Sasha: "No, lookin' for 'em." She sighs and looks around, again. "Kinda...worried, s'all." She fidgets a little bit.

Erica Delmater(play test): yknow....when you stop looking is when theyll prolly turn up.....s'allways like that, I swear....you....wanna clove or somethin? ...I shouldnt really be smokin em anyways myself

Sasha: "Naah, I'm cool." She shakes her head. Clover are for goths and posers, after all. "And I haven't been lookin', till now," she mutters, a little bitter. "Didn't work for the first nine days."

Erica Delmater(play test): shit......Im sorry...*blinking and fidgeting a bit as she shifts her weight*

Sasha: "Not your fault," she says, leaning back against the wall, expression getting a little sullen. Her stance is naturally very remniscent of a working girl on the streets, as she looks around, eyes scanning the area. Go figure.

Erica Delmater(play test): I know....just...sympathetic I guess....*looking to her, taking a deep breath, softly sighing it out, eyes elsewhere * Id, uh....better get goin...gotta pick up the munchkin if he hasnt driven grandpa and grandma nuts...hope you find your friend miss....

Sasha: A little nod to Erica, feigning a smirk, suddenly. "Awright. Catch ya around, maybe."

Erica Delmater(play test): yeah...um....see ya......*nodding, knowing she probably wont...sighing softly and looking a bit lonely as she mentally berates herself and heads off down the street* (starting to drift a bit*hugs* but thanks for the play)

Sasha: She nods, watching Erica and waiting for her to be out of sight, before she lets the smile drop, then slips into the bar Alexia entered. ((No prob, hon. Thanks for the scene! *Hugs*))