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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 20, 2011 15:02:02 GMT -8
Clara entered the burlesque house, ears flickering backward and more alert than she even usually was. In some ways, she wasn't even entirely sure why she was there, other than some compulsive need to know the entirety of any area in which she worked--in this case the docks. Sometimes that meant showing up in places like this, which she hardly approved of.
On the plus side, they did have a bar. Sliding up to it, she claimed a stool, glancing around again.
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Post by qualapec on Apr 9, 2011 22:47:55 GMT -8
"We don't get many queens in here," Griz purred in curiosity. "You look like you come from another puzzle, darling."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 9, 2011 22:50:01 GMT -8
Clara tilted her head at the sound of the other queen's voice. "There seems to be plenty of queens in here," she replied. "They just all seem to be working is the difference."
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Post by qualapec on Apr 10, 2011 13:38:48 GMT -8
"Well, you don't want a job. I can tell that much," Griz snapped out her fan, gently tossed air against her face as she thought. She smiled, thinking to try something. "Justine-" she motioned to the girl dancing at the end, "Will take you for a nominal fee."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 10, 2011 16:54:27 GMT -8
The Madame got a long blink from the paler queen. "Not quite my purpose in coming here," Clara replied, voice mild as she took another sip of the drink in front of her.
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Post by qualapec on Apr 10, 2011 21:28:19 GMT -8
Griz grinned. "I only tease. If you need anything at all, don't hesitate to ask."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 10, 2011 21:29:55 GMT -8
Clara's lips twisted up in what could have been a smile. "Hm, perhaps. Are you the one who happens to run this place?"
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Post by qualapec on Apr 10, 2011 21:42:18 GMT -8
"Why yes. This establishment is mine."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 10, 2011 21:45:25 GMT -8
Clara nodded, pleased that she had gotten the detail right. "Do you like the job?" she asked, taking a sip of the drink.
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Post by qualapec on Apr 10, 2011 22:12:39 GMT -8
"It's hard work and I worry about the electric bill, but it's a better lot than most. I would know, having been most other things."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 10, 2011 22:15:43 GMT -8
"Oh?" Clara asked, one brow arching as she took another sip, leaning with her back against the bar. "That sounds like a rather exciting life then."
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Post by qualapec on Apr 10, 2011 23:55:59 GMT -8
Grizabella smiled again, a little more sadly this time. "Exciting lives are overrated. They make good stories, but the wrinkles you get aren't from the smiles."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 11, 2011 9:21:38 GMT -8
Clara tweaked a brow upward, and nodded. "Stories only matter if you have someone to tell them to anyway."
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Post by qualapec on Apr 11, 2011 18:16:40 GMT -8
"Leaves you wondering where you went wrong, doesn't it?" Grizabella cast a subconscious look out into the crowd, stupidly hoping that she'd catch another glimpse of tabby. "No second chances."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 11, 2011 18:41:31 GMT -8
Clara tilted her head slightly at that, considering the other queen in front of her. "Where did you go wrong then?" That was blunt, even for her, but she was curious and the other seemed to be talking.
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