A single dark alley out in a city of sin and well...to put it simply, blood, sex, drugs and money. Two sisters in that dark alley. The alley outside a strip club. Wile a car a few blocks away prepared for a drug deal. Evangel had her gun out, ready to shoot. Nymphetamine was not somthing you fucked around with. Chasti was sitting by her sister's legs, huddeled in a ball against the cold chill of the cement and the smoggy air. Evangel turned her head to the door of the strip club. "It ought to be pretty...smutty in there Chas. You aren't going in without me and my 22'." she said quietly. Chasti snorted. "Oh Eve...you are too protective. I've done this before...you know I'll be fine." Chasti muttered, exasperation creeping into her voice. "FINE? YOU GOT SHOT DAMNNIT" Evangel yelled, trying to keep her temper down...which was not her forte to be sure. Chasti looked down. Well then...hard way it was. Chasti took Eveangel by the shoulders and looked her in the eyes. Straight. "You can come too...but not with the 22'..." she said firmly, gesturing to Evangel's gun. Chasti had to do this every now and then. Moonligth at a club to make some cash...blend into the crowd of sluts, whores and bitches. To get some cash...so both of them could eat. Evangel shauddered. When Chasti hadn't followed through with some drug dealer with a thing for pretty girls...well lets just say blood. And lots of it from a bullet wound on Chasti's shoulder.She had almost died, and Evangel had sworn she would never let that happen again.