Jade took one last drag from the cigarette, before tossing the half burnt stick to the side. She didn't like this place, which she clearly showed by blowing the smoke in Danny's face... Danny was probably the worst, a womanizing prick who thought he somehow stood about everybody else and apparently was so fucking stupid he needed a reminder of his own name tattooed on his forehead.<br/><br/>But the pay wasnt bad, especially for just an hour, sometimes a few hours, of work. And at least no one here would be trying to kill her for a change...<br/><br/>The harsh lights blinded Jade as she stepped onto the stage, but she refrained from squinting as best she could. She obviously stood out from the other girls, sporting clearly combat modified prosthetics - though they took her blade, she probably could still punch a hole in your chest - and the obvious muscle structure was only further accentuated by the glistening body oil. Other than that, she wore the same ridiculous outfits as the others. A bikini top held her ample chest in place, while a skirt that was barely any bigger than a belt wrapped around her hip, with underneath it a matching thong.<br/><br/>Smiling and winking at the crowd, Jade slowly stepped forwards, making sure to sway her shapely hips appropriately. The lights were trained on the stage in such a manner that it was hard, if not impossible, to make out how many people were in the room, let alone recognize anybody.<br/><br/>Walking up to the stripper pole, she hooked her right leg around it and made a quick 180 turn while squatting down, letting those at the front row take a good long gander at her ass as she raised herself up again. She continued to tease the crowd, almost as if taunting them, asking them to try and tame her. The little display at the edge of the stage lit up, signalling someone donating some credits. Once more hooking her leg around the pole, she leaned backwards, so she was viewing the room upside down, before slowly undoing the top and tossing it out into the crowd. Smirking, she quickly covered up her breasts with both hands as she squatted down at the edge of the stage, the skimpy thong clearly digging into her slit as she pushed her hips forwards. She smirked, almost as if daring someone to come and rip her hands away - which, if it was one of the bad nights, might just be the case if she was unlucky.<br/><br/>The display lit up again. Smiling coyly, Jade slowly withdrew her hands from her breasts, revealing her perky nipples for all to see. Jumping back up, she latched onto the pole and twirled around its girth, until the greasy metal pole propped up between her breasts. Pouting her glistening lips, Jade teasingly ran her tongue along the pole, her hands firmly gripping its girth.<br/><br/>How long had she been here by now? Probably nearing a week now. This place wasnt going to take her anywhere, and the longer she was stuck here, the less chance she had of getting out. She needed money, lots and lots of money. Gear, information, brides and a team. Get topside, find Juan Carlos and pay him back for the hell he had thrust her into. But to make money, she needed jobs, proper jobs, not these milkruns that stood above what she was making here... Maybe luck would finally throw her a bone?<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>