[Sodium_noir] The Songs of Someone Tempted (Raindogs)

[Spikey]

Ariñe, Sachiko
Pooka, Eshu
Upstairs

 And... all that jazz...'" Sachiko adjusted her coat with a smile, her eyes 
sparkling. "I guess accepting it for one night won't be too bad."
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Raindog approached, his slim and elegant shadow fell acroiss Sachiko. 

"It is good to see you again Miss Muni." he said. "I hope Malone's little mission is worth a few new stories to you at least."

he places something on the table beside her. A Cell phone.

"I wasn't sure if you had one of your own, so while you are out galivanting across the city I'd like you to take this. Just in case. Our numbers here are programmed in and it has credit!"

With that he withdrew to his corner again, needing no more words. His attention nevr leaving maole and the large Knocker at the foot of the stairs.


In less than ten minutes, probably half that time Ariñe returned, changed, 
and ready to go whever it was they were going. She was now wearing a soft, 
cotton jersey dress with a plunging neck line that still managed to keep things 
covered, at least up top, not that it was terribly short either just a few inches 
above the knee. The dress was very reminiscent of a slinky bit of langerie 
but there something about the texture of the fabric that made it sweeter than 
that, a little of that girl-next-door phenomina that was rather prevelent in 
her.  It was black and so were the tights on her legs along with the zip up hoody 
she wore unzipped under a blue denim jacket. The jacket had various pins 
adorning it like badges of moral authority. One such pin had a picture of the 
Crazy Horse Monument in the Dakotas with the words "Honoring a man of conservation 
through destruction" writen across it. Another threw on a bit of red with a 
cirlced cross out and hunk of beef underneath. These were mixed with a few 
indicating her musical influences, which seemed to be much different then what she 
had been performing just moment earlier, The Pixies, and Elliot Smith were to 
perhaps suggesting that the leap to jazz and blues wasn't that big of one 
despite the differences. Another added a bit of that sweetness again with a 
picture of Pig Pen and the words "Dirt don't hurt." The other splash of color was 
the bright red, high-top chuck's losely laced on her feet. So perhaps this 
wasn't the warmest thing she could wear but... There were a couple of buts. First 
she didn't really have warm cloths and second... She was well aware of what a 
body like hers might allow, certain advantages, though she truely didn't like 
taking them sometimes it wasn't so bad. Besides she had a sky blue, cotton 
jersey scarff and a black stocking hat to slip on to help with the warmth thing 
and tights and this dress was much warmer than that silky, satiny thing she had 
just changed out of. 

She came quickly up to Sachiko again.

"alright, let's - where are we going? I guess we can find the guys to talk to 
them. Any thoughts, suggestions yourself before we run off somewhere?"

she smiled at her. 

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