RUNNIN' FROM THE COPS IN BLACK BIKINI TOPS

*Karmen* · (This post was last modified: 09-30-2013, 10:00 AM by Karmen.)

KARMEN WOULDN'T BE KARMEN IF JEALOUSY DIDN'T RUN THROUGH her veins, thicker than her blood. Envy was a leeching sin, and she embraced the heat of it just like her other vices: wrath, lust, and avarice. She was hell on blonde legs.

The danity woman's eyes glittered with a wicked fascination for the possibilities that could come - it would be their past, except on a much larger scale. Sabotage, pillaging, raping: reaping benefits for themselves and sparing none of the obsolete. And hearts? Oh, they would murder so many. Karmen was notorious for being a shepherd and leading lambs blindly into slaughter. A small smirk curled on to her lips as she ate the distance between her and Canttina. "I will be waiting for you to claim your throne, and will eagerly serve your side, Canttina." She purred her allegiance, her words spilling out of her mouth like tantalizing and rich amaretto. "I have lavished my stay."

She pivoted her body, attempting to run the side of her torso along her partner's chest in a very loyal cat-like manner, curling her tail in a sinuous pattern before the very tip of it tried to caress Canttina's chin and lips. In one fluid movement she carried herself away from the beast, merely glancing over her shoulder as she began to exit the ship's cavern, peeking at the woman from behind her sashaying hips. "Keep me in your thoughts, darling." Fair enough, if Canttina was mated and ready to settle down into a matriarchy, Karmen would respect that she needed to behave.

But behaving would never be in Karmen's agenda.

-exit karmen-

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