Can't you see what lies ahead... "
There ain't no rest for the wicked,xxxxxxxxxxxOh no I can't slow down,
Money don't grow on trees, xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI can't hold back
xxxxxxxxxxxI got bills to pay,xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThough you know, I wish, I could,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxI got mouths to feed, xxxxxxxxxxOh no there ain't no rest for the wicked,
xxxxxThere ain't nothing in this world for free.xxxxxxxx Until we close our eyes for good.
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It took less than a second for the blood to rush to Luna's face at Miki's touch, her hands darting out to catch her before either one of them hit the floor, a slight wince at the light contact upon her leg, shock fresh on her face. It's not that the female had never been felt up, she'd had plenty of males interested, ask for a night out with her, and then get ballsy. The touch was simply unexpected, and a little embarrassing. Embarrassing? Luna didn't get embarrassed...though the even blush colored her pale face rather nicely. It made her seem...human, almost. Less ethereal. Miki's skin was cooler than her own, though everyone seemed cool to the touch when compared to the Were. It seemed to run in the family, or so she was told. A Were-trademark if you will.
Clearing her throat, Luna helped Miki up, steadying she, and herself, the overall look of shock dissipating. The blush however remained. Her mouth curled up slightly in an amused expression before she blurted out "At least take me out to dinner, first..." Luna could be funny when she wanted to be...though, usually it was in the wrong place at the wrong time. This situation for instance. There was obviously something she missed conversation-wise between these two. This type of casual comment was a friendly gesture put into an unbearably awkward moment.
Her head tilted slightly at Miki's last comment, curious as to what had her so on edge. The she-wolf usually would stay out of these kind of matters, unless it greatly benefited her. So, why she said "-and so you won't." Luna will never know. She hadn't heard any part of their conversation earlier, so she couldn't possibly benefit from getting involved. Her hard gaze turning to Jek for a response, the blush still hot on her face. She didn't expect him to stay with her. Her comment had been an offer more than anything. Her reasoning, lost to the wind. Luna had no home. No family. No relations to this town, or this girl. The most she could do is set up a camp, and or drop her remaining coins for a room at the inn. It's not like she needed them. She stole everything she absolutely needed. What were these people doing to her?
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" ... when sun has faded and moon is dead? "