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Baalia Walked over, having changed into a high necked almost skintight black shirt that exposed her midrift, displaying a sexy runic tattoo in black just under her navel....she was obvioulsy dressed to impress...or make just about evey male in the room's eyes melt, she had showered, as the clean scent of rose exctract soap was clearly detectable, and had done her mesy hair into a neat, feathered style, the purple-dyed bangs shwoing a pleasnt contrast with her crimson flesh, her lesgs were attired in obviously tailored pants that conformed to her curves just enough to be enticing but not enough to give anythign away, she was pulling on a pair of forearm legnth gloves that did a fair job of hiding and safeguarding her rather sharp looking talons, black lipstick had defined her full lips and spaer makup had enhanced her features, she looked over the Cooling unit, her tail swishing back anf forth and not decorated by a silver and black ring at the base of the spaded tip, her long pointed ears seemed to twitch slightly and she smiled, "Nicely done William, your hired," she made a face at the scent of machinist lubicent "shower's upstairs, We open in half an hour, Nice to have to aboard Mike" she said and sauntered off, her shaply form blending with the shadows.

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Ont the otherside of the City, A lone figure tore a** through the now light rain "damnit! Baali will crop my ears if I'm late again!" came a soft male voice, the source was a smallish framed myrran, obviously a feline mix, his Fur was pure white as was his hair, he shared more human dna and as a result he had a human face free of the heavy muzzle of most feline myrrans, His bipedal frame made his intention as a device of a carnal nature clear, but he moved with the gait of someone who didnt have a care in the world. Scruffy chin legnth hair flew about his face and deep green eyes flashed in the early evening dusk, wearing a spacers coat and pant with a white shirt underit, he tore along, his hard soled boots making a din in the near abandoned streets.

Eliath was going to be late, and sure as hell wasnt watching where he was going.

Baalia spent a while tooling with her DJsation, she laoded the new tracks she had recorded into the computers mem-crystal and started them up,

Soon a haunting but beautiufl female voice filled the room, singing in the native tounge of the Myrrans, a light, whimsicla language that most humans found lvoely but utterly incomrihensable, Similer to Oriental tonal languages, it was quite pretty...the woman singing was the fabled 'mystery singer' that everyone talked about, Baalia smirked as she adjusted the leveling on the track, there were rumors abound about this singer, some said she was hidiously scarred and didnt go out in public, others that she was the Leader of the Myrran Underground, some said she was the fabled Tanar'shael, the Psionic Myrran, Baalia smirked at some of these, what the people in the undercity would do if they simply knew that the singer was merely shy.

Baalia should know, it was her voice on the songs.

She never announced her talent, Her mind was blank until ten years ago, all she remebers was waking up in Thom's arms, her head bleeding. She has the strangest feeling that her past is somethign she is yet to escape, so she has done her best, albeit in futility, to keep a low profile.

She leaned over the dj holo panel, Music was her life, she was very lonely, sure seh had great friends, Mike, Thom and Eliath, but she was....empty, Some people said it was impossable for a myrran to feel love...

She looked at her hands, pulling off the gloves and observing her hard black talons, she was not your avereage Myrran, she didnt know where she came from, but no one else was like her, Thom could not trace her Genotype, and she was undoubtadly bred for combat, her msucles were hard and easily toned, and she was amazingly strong for her frame...she pcike up weapons easily...as if she had used them before, she shook her head...then there were the dreams, she had dreams of blood...death, people begging for mercy then dying at hands...her hands, she would wake up in a cold sweat, crying like a broken hearted school girl.

She made a sardonic smile and leaned against the panel, sure she got flirted with by every drunk male that came in here, but...to put it delicatly, men were not exactly her type.

She sighed and punched up the playlist for tonight, cycling in the new songs and hitting the randomizer, she stepped down as people began to line up outside the club, Myrran Lesbians were almost non-existant, due to the natural instincts of the animal dna, but one could only hope.

(NOTE: Baalia is gay, and no its not arbitrary, She was the main character from the original story this RP was spawned from called Skin Deep, somethign i am still writing, and its a Shoujo Ai story, so you are forwarned.)

((because my main characters are almost always Gay, cause I am, and she is a horrible tease surprised ))

Baalia looked up with a start, and colored visably in her cheeks "oh its nothing, just personal stuff" she said, standing up and moving to the bar, she looked at her watch 'Damnit Eliath, your late, I'm going to have to take over first shift.' she hit the autoplay on the dj deck and moved to the bar 'feel free to relax Will, It should be a slow night with how many gentechs are out and about' she said as a canine ordered a drink, she wnet about mixing it and a tall, gray furred old Feline Myrran walked from the back office, he was wearing a casual suit lacking a tie, he Spied Will and moved towards him, extending a hand 'you must be the new hand' he said, his voice deep and soft, his face worn with smile lines 'I'm Thom, the owner, and also surrogete father of just about all of my staff" he says and looks over to Baalia 'even if I dont agree wit a few of thier preferneces, they are still my children in everyway that matters' he was older then most Myrrans you see, probably around mid fiftys.

William nodded and extended his hand to meet thoms. He made sure not to hurt the old mans hand as he shook it. "nice to meet you sir." William said with the utmost respect. William didnt bother to ask what he ment by 'prefrences'. "thanks for letting me stay here until i get a place. i really aprecciate it." William looked around for a seat with a nice vantage point to see the bar. "I'll be over there" william pointed to a lone seat in the corner of the bar. "if you need anything at all. always here to help." William then began walking to toward his seat of choice.