Izzy blushes, was it that obvious she cared for Camelia? She tried not to be so very obvious…in fact something deep within her warned her, that If she didn’t hide this well enough, bad things would happen. She wasn’t sure as to what bad things. Just something bad.<br/><br/><br/>She’s fumbling with her fingertips when Serina leans in…as oblivious as ever.  For a smart girl, who could literally -read minds- …you’d think she’d be more….aware.<br/><br/>No sooner had she just admit to Serina she had feelings for the redhead, then Cammy barges in.<br/>The look of abject<i>horror</i>on Izzy’s face is hard to miss .  O God. Had she heard? Something -bad- will happen if the tattooed lady knew.  Her eyes go wide as she watches Cammy stumble and turn.<br/><br/>As soon as  Cammy enters the wagon Izzys heart rate speeds up, her breath catches in her throat, and she gazes on the tattooed woman.  She’d seen Camelia naked plenty of times, but there was something about her at this moment…disheveled hair,  stained lips but no eye make up…clad in only a skimpy bit of under clothing. The blond hair flowing wildly …she was predatory looking..raw.  Undeniably sexy. A whimper of ’want’ fumbles over Izzy’s thick lower lip.   She swallows hard , before nodding wordlessly.<br/><br/>She has no idea what she’s nodding about.<br/><br/>Thankfully Serina is quicker to the punch then Izzy<span style="color: olive">. “RIGHT! Erm…I was …stating the ..staunch facts on why Jazz an Liquor will lead to anyone’s eventual downfall.”</span>She nods  “<span style="color: olive">I erm…we’re goin’ to a gospel church in the morning’ if they has one in town yes..I ..I’ve changed my ways.” </span><br/><br/>Izzy jokes, she’d hadn’t stepped foot in a church since age 5, and embrace both jazz and liquor with equal passion.<br/><br/><span style="color: olive">“What happened? “</span>She asks placing a hand on Serina knee to help her self up. She leans against her table next to Serina, and crosses her arms over her chest after putting the length of tubing down.  She has a worried expression on her face  as she looks over Cammy’s shoulder.<span style="color: olive">“I thought you were entertaining guests an such?”<br/>
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