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</div><br/><b>Name: Hayley Carter<br/>
Age:</b>24<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>31 July, Saturday - 14:10<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa<br/><b>Wearing:</b>[see photo]<br/><b>Tagging:<br/>
<a class="username" data-user-id="6055" data-username="Dragongoddess" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6055/">Dragongoddess</a> <br/>
<a class="username" data-user-id="1300" data-username="SilentFairy" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/1300/">SilentFairy</a> <br/>
<a class="username" data-user-id="133" data-username="Clint Johnson" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/133/">Clint Johnson</a> </b><br/><br/>Hayley had to admit, she<i>loved</i>the song choice and couldn’t help but sway in place, watching as Ember slowly but surely got more and more into the character of Maureen. The grin on her face widened with each passing note and lyric. She saw Antonio and Sterling join in the swaying as well and shot them both that same grin. Then, Sterling actually approached her. Did he notice her looking at him? Embarrassing! But, he seemed alright with it. Her face even turned a bit red at how close he got to talk to her. She opened her mouth about to answer his questions….But then “Maureen” had other ideas.<br/><br/>As Hayley looked back over at Ember dancing and singing away, she saw her pointing directly at her, and for a moment she was taken aback. Was…was that an invitation to jump into the scene? Hayley quirked an eyebrow and tilted her head slightly, laughing slightly as she swayed with the beat<br/><br/>Sure enough, it was indeed. As the brunette approached the Brit, acting sexy as she teased at the hem of her dress, it was like the flip of a switch in her mind. She never had the honor of playing Joanne on stage (for obvious reasons), but damned if she didn’t play the role in her mirror during her downtime. Now it was her time to shine and have fun with somebody else with it.<br/><br/>Hayley leaned into Ember’s approach, placing her hands on her shoulders, sliding one of them sensually down the arm that dared to lift her dress. Then in the next moment she yanked the woman’s hand away from her leg and stepped away, acting perturbed by her behavior, “it won’t work.” She sang, “I look before I leap/I love margins and discipline/I make lists in my sleep/Baby what's my sin?/Never quit - I follow through/I hate mess - but I love you.” This time it was her turn to invade on Ember’s space and feel her up, hand on her waist and sliding down her thigh, “What to do With my impromptu baby.”<br/><br/>Hayley pulled away again, pointing to her head with a stern expression, “So be wise,” she reached a hand to Ember’s hair while her other hand went to her hip, her body pressing her against the table, “This girl satisfies/You've got a prize/But don't compromise.” As this continuous teasing push and pull manner continued again, she pulled away yet again, turning away from Ember to look at her over her shoulder and pointing a finger in her direction, belting out, “You're one lucky baby.”<br/><br/>Hayley had no outer clothing to take off her person like Ember had. So instead, she reached a hand to the back of her head and pulled out a pin and hair tie, causing her neat bun to fall, and with a quick flip of her head, the hair fell and flowed in long waves over her shoulders, framing her face which held an expression that was both provocative and inviting. “Take me for what I am,” stepping backwards, she held her arms wide open, nearly pleading to the woman, “Who I was meant to be/And if you give a damn,” Hayley made a glance back at Sterling real quick, giving him a grin and a wink, “Take me baby,” then back to Ember in Joanne’s character, “or leave me!”<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><div class="bbImageWrapper bbImageAligned--left lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fimages-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com%2Ff%2Fe51bd29d-df35-447e-86cf-525faed054ab%2Fd2pqkp2-1fee3a35-cac2-45e9-ad72-ecab260a1a36.png%3Ftoken%3DeyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcL2U1MWJkMjlkLWRmMzUtNDQ3ZS04NmNmLTUyNWZhZWQwNTRhYlwvZDJwcWtwMi0xZmVlM2EzNS1jYWMyLTQ1ZTktYWQ3Mi1lY2FiMjYwYTFhMzYucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.DEMja5PJsi69pYqH5tCaMEbNoOIUuB66xB0GM51YbT0&amp;hash=95536631a01b6b31d5bc81df25442a31" title="d2pqkp2-1fee3a35-cac2-45e9-ad72-ecab260a1a36.png">
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</div><br/>Name: Oshiro Yami<br/>Age: 27<br/>Date/Time: 31 July, Saturday - 14:10<br/>Location: Villa<br/>Wearing: [see picture]<br/>Tagging:<a class="username" data-user-id="6055" data-username="Dragongoddess" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6055/">Dragongoddess</a><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>Yami groaned inwardly and rolled his eyes as the song began. He clicked his tongue and muttered under his breath in disgust, “showtunes…” If there was anything he disliked more than bubbly pop music, it was showtunes. It was always so campy and disingenuous sounding as far as he was concerned.<br/><br/>He was about to turn away, when the small voice slowly got louder. He stopped. That woman was belting like there was no tomorrow. She had quite the set of lungs and Yami hesitated with a quirked eyebrow. Turning back around again, he made his way back out to the villa, still sipping at his drink, his free hand just resting in his pocket, watching the one playing Maureen with intrigue. The British chick seemed to know what she was doing too, but watching the first woman go from tiny to huge in a matter of seconds made him wonder what else was hiding beneath that soft and sweet demeanor. Intrigue was building in the musician’s mind