Eris Skye

"Uh…." Sylvie glanced at the clock on the wall and did a little mental math. "We got time." She said causally, slinging the bursting bag over her shoulder. It was code for they had no time at all and better get out fast. As much as she was confident the actual Government hadn’t been contacted, who knew about other outside forces. They had been in there long enough, and had all the loot they could carry, plus some. It was time for them to go.

Eris nodded curtly in response to Sylvie. She was running out of time to toy with her victims. "Oops times up!" she said with a cheerful air to her voice, the young couple beginning to cry and hold each other. Roughly and with out explanation, the Rag Doll grabbed each of their hands and held them out in front of them. "3, 2, 1" she counted down before jumping slightly at the gunshot that didn't come from her. Whirling around, she saw Sylvie laugh and felt relieved that the scumbag hadn't suddenly gotten the upper hand. As she turned back around, Eris fired her gun twice, hitting the wall right behind the quivering civilians and smirking. "I like to keep people on their toes, what can I say?" she said with a laugh. 

The way she was looking at him didn’t go amiss, Lucas grateful in the deep, dark corners of his ribcage. It made things easier, how she wasn’t distrustful. “Must’ve gotten really lost in thought if you made it all the way from the Church to here,” he said, taking half a step forward - his own eyes glinting amber in the pale strip of light he’d stepped into. Tutting, he shook his head, arms at his sides before he responded to her comment. 

"Getting lost is an adventure. Some of the most fun I've had came from getting lost or wandering." Eris kept up her smiling, twirling, and twinkling. "And there always is a lot to think about when you live the way we do," she added. Being a gang member was no picnic. There were raids to plan, agents to avoid or kill, and there was the constant pressure of getting food on the table and maintaining supplies. 

   ”Cool.” Dee said, following Eris out of the open garage. A+P tended to be a bit fancy for her tastes – she was more of a thrift shop girl, herself – but sometimes she’d find a gem, so she didn’t mind going there.      The pace Eris set was fine for her to follow along on her crutches without completely losing her breath, and the streets weren’t too crowded at this time on a Wednesday, so the going was fine – they’d get where they wanted without any trouble.

A black sequin dress was more sexy than Eris had imagined Dee to want, at least the way she had appeared moping earlier that day, but she was thrilled. "That sounds perfect!" She immediately pictured the blonde with some fabulous eyeliner - maybe even a coloured one, like blue - and a really loud shoe - something red, perhaps, and with a matching bag. 

There was something subtly hostile about the other girl, but Sin couldn’t quite put her finger on it - or what made her seem familiar, somehow, like a person she might have met in a world removed. Then again, maybe it had been in the world they were currently in, but Sin couldn’t know for sure. Having a knack for remembering faces and places meant she’d sometimes get confused - especially if she couldn’t remember more than the visuals.

Eris' mind was working fast - well, at its top speed for having just woken up and snuck out of whoever she slept with last night's place. The other woman just didn't sit right with her and the Rag Doll was trying to figure out why. Maybe it was just the fact that she'd been caught on a walk of shame but it felt like there was more to it. 

The man started stuttering and a feral grin found its way on to Sylvie’s face. This was way more fun then it should’ve been. She shrugged on Eris’ backpack and glanced at the clock on the wall. “And your time starts…now!” She cheered. The man stared at her fearfully so she prodded him with her gun. “That’s fifteen seconds gone, get started.” He jumped, like she had just given him an electric shock and then quickly started shoving money into another bag. Sylvie kept an eye on him while also scanning the bar. They had been in there for a while and there could be someone coming to help Sneaky Dee.

This was exciting, Eris decided, as she watched the customers on the floor. She was still feeling nearly high from the adrenaline and she let herself smirk, feeling a toothy grin would be inappropriate at the moment. When Sylvie left her post near the owner to go to the back, the Rag Doll made sure to have a gun trained on the old perv and also ready to have the redhead's back if need be. 

  Hm. -holds the object between the index finger and thumb, dangling it in the air a few feet away from Eris, tauntingly, before retracting it- Come and get it. 

Fine!

Or you can shut it. [Wraps his arm around her head and clamps his hand over her mouth, stringing her along] Come on, we’re leaving.

[through his hand] Where 'we going? 

  Not until i know what it is. So i suggest you start talking. 

It's exactly what it looks like! Just hand it over. 

  Well, what?I’m waiting. 

Well are you gonna give back or what?

Looking for this?

Keagan! Well... 

Sssshhh!

Or should I yell it loudly and tell her you can't contain yourself and want her right now...