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 Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 11:47 am
"I'll see you all later then.." Aaron whispered patheticly as he left the hideout, his head was drooped in shame but he finally did something good. no it wasn't foiling Princes plot and no not saving Ash. What he did do was manage to get a tracker placed in in Princes hair, it was water proof and stuck (Supposedly) so he had a slight chance of reaching Prince first in the next scheme. But now that that was over he had to get ready. His friends were taking him out to a S&M club to club to celebrate him turning eighteen last week, he didn't want to go but they were forcing him.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 1:04 pm
   Gueneviere Beatrice Jameston
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Unfortunately, now was the time to head to her...erm...other job. The one that actually payed her rent and kept her fed. She certainly enjoyed her time with Prince, but it didn't pay with monetary gain. In order to support such a lifestyle without getting arrested, she needed to find some other form of employment on the side. Being a highschool drop-out, she had no chance at a decent job. It was either this or fast-food, and one certainly wasn't imposing smelling like fries and burgers all day. Being a dominatrix wasn't horribly bad, though. After all, she got to beat people up and practice that persona she put up in front of men that weren't Prince during her henching hours. The customers were annoying, though. Some so needy that they'd try and figure out how to contact her outside of her hours at the club. So annoying, really. Well, at least she got to keep her uniform even if she did end up quitting, since she was the one who bought it and all. Maybe if she ever loved someone or needed to seduce somebody in her hench-work, they might be of use.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 4:55 pm
Aaron already had his outfit planned out for the night, He wanted to be unrecognized so a hoodie with sunglasses would do. It would probably be dark out so there was no need for anything else. Truth be told Aaron didn't even know what S&M was and he wasn't to eager to find out. So by the time he was in his friends car he was praying that it wasn't something that would scar him for life.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 12:38 am
"Bye Prince, talk to you Friday, make sure you stay out of trouble until then." Remy said cheerily and waved goodbye to Prince as he left the Prison. What do I feel like doing tonight besides laundry? Well there's always the Red Light District. That Mayor postponed the party to tomorrow so I got nothing planned other that laundry. Remy thought with a sigh and ran back home, grabbed a basket full of laundry and headed over to the laundromat on the corner. After putting his load (giggity) in the machine, Remy headed off to the Red Light District, practically no one recognized him in a pair of jeans, sandals and a t-shirt. Man, secret identities don't even work in this town, Prince and Aaron know who I am and I know who they are, maybe I should organize a poker night or something, just the dudes. Remy thought to himself, having unknowingly wandered into a certain S&M Club by accident.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 12:46 am
After finishing her report and checking for any cases she could help with (none since the rest of the force obviously didn't trust her to do any better than be meter-maid-for-life), Gigi headed home. She lived at the edge of the Red Light District, a rather odd state of affairs for a cop, but it was where she was comfortable. After all, she'd grown up in the area. Maybe it made sense, then, why she had wanted to be a police officer in the first place. Somebody needed to protect the people who's reputations were lower than those of the homeless.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 9:15 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 10:41 pm
Gueneviere Beatrice Jameston
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"Mistress Gueneviere" was by far one of the more popular of the women who worked at the S&M club. She was a little rougher than most, but for some reason or another, people liked that about her. Did her naturally intimidating voice and appearance work as a sort of appeal, in this case? She couldn't help but wonder. Still, money was money, and at least she didn't have to sleep with any of them.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 12:35 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 1:02 am
Gigi changed out of her uniform and into civilian clothes then headed into the Red Light District on foot. She didn't want to risk someone stealing her Harley. Without the police uniform and wearing makeup, it would be hard for anyone to recognize her as a cop, and, anyway, she wasn't going there to make an arrest. Even cops could have fun once in a while, and she needed a release of all the tension that built up from having to deal with her fellow officers and Remy day-in and day-out. It was only by chance that she saw a group of people getting out of a car in front of an S&M club and noticed that one of them, a guy in a hoodie and sunglasses, looked really uncomfortable; like he was being forced to go in. She sauntered up to the group, putting on a sexy smirk. "Ain't you boys a bit young to be in a place like this?"
(Just giving Aaron a chance for some interaction.)
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:43 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 6:24 pm
((OOC: Not that she would anyway. Gigi might have a crush on Prince, but she has better morals than to do something like that. Besides, her higher ups won't let her do more than meter monitoring, remember?))
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 8:28 pm
By the time Remy realized where he was, it was already too late. He was tied to a chair waiting for the club's most dominant dominatrix. "Man, I really need to pay attention more." Remy said to himself, hoping that while he was strapped to a sexified electric chair, no one was busy taking his clothes from the laundromat. Who the hell does that anyway? Steals clothes from a public washing machine? Remy thought then let his mind wander off again on the city-wide statistics on laundry thefts.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 12:55 pm
"Nah, were all eighteen." His friends said nervously." Yah, were all of- Gigi?" Aaron said surprised. He had barely recognized the cop considering she was another Failure like him, but either way it was strange seeing any of the group outside of the hair brained plots. " I mean, stranger..." And with that he rushed in, not paying ettention to anything in particular when he trippe into the lap of a man strapped in a chair. "Remy?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 1:54 pm
Gigi lifted an eyebrow. How had the boy recognized her? She was pretty sure she didn't know him. He sure seemed anxious to get away from her, though. Besides which, she was wearing something completely different from her normal attire. She shrugged and looked at the boy's companions. "Well? I take it you're gonna follow him? Looked like he didn't really want to be here in the first place, though." Without waiting for them to reply, she sauntered off to a different area of the Red Light District. There were plenty of bars and such, and Gigi felt like she needed a drink.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 4:11 pm
Remy was snapped out of his thoughts when he felt a head go into his lap. "Hey what the-oh, Aaron, you're a dominatrix? I never knew." Remy said cheerily, despite the fact there was another dude's head in his lap and he was tied to a chair, all because he had wandered off.
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