"Life is a beautiful lie. Death is the painful truth."
Nursing her drink, she felt something irregular prickling her back.
"I truly hope that's yer one eyed snake bein' all happy and shiz for seing me."
She looked back and noticed the young man, with a smirk that could almost seem one of a kid.. and one of a gangster having fun. Her eyes followed his arm to the tazer that was now pressing against her waist.
"What now, kid?"
She grinned back with the most wolfish of smiles.
Games, games, games. How much she missed them.
[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop