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"Tequila Transfer" (Eris and Sylvie)
A simple need for a drink turned into an adventurous evening for the Rag Doll and her ex-Doll friend, Sylvie. Eris had laid out some of the black clothing she owned on her bed and was debating whether to fully commit to the robber look or if it was overdone. Her green army-style jacket would work well over a sports tank top and eventually she settled on a pair of black Harem pants and sturdy but worn in combat boots.
Eris grabbed her backpack and started filling it. A small amount of cash that she always carried went in first. Next was some discarded paper so bottles wouldn't clink together too much. She also stuck in some gloves and a hat that she was still not sure if she would wear or not. Finally, she put in her gun and slid her knife in her boot. The Rag Doll considered asking another girl to borrow a second gun but figured some of them might try to squeeze in on her plans or convince her she needed to plan more. Instead, Eris went to get one that was used for training and grabbed extra ammo. She'd put it back in a few hours, of course. Between her and the Killjoy, they'd definitely be intimidating and powerful.
Eris was almost ready to go but she stopped herself from bolting out the door just yet. Not that anything but fun was going to happen but maybe she should let her leader know what she was up to in case. Quickly, the raven-haired girl scrawled a note and left it in the kitchen, somewhere Keagan and the others were bound to find it. Ready to wreak some havoc, Eris left the Church and started to walk towards the Gas Station. She and Sylvie would meet halfway and head to the selected bar together. Eris absentmindedly picked at the skin around her fingers with her thumb nail as she walked, her backpack feeling light, like it was begging to be filled with stolen booze.