Camelia tilted her head, feeling the sexual tension rise between those present in her trailer. She looked up at the sound of lips touching one another and parting with a soft sucking sound, only to find the women kissing again, the heat of passion rising further and further as Obscura slid out her tongue and engaged in a sensual kiss with Gabrielle. Then, Obscura's hand touching her own, sending a shiver down her spine at the same time as Camelia became painfully aware of the rising heat in her own body. She slowly stepped backwards, letting Obscura's fingertips slide off her face. She did softly kiss the woman's fingertips, before standing up.<br/><br/><span style="color: maroon">"I'll leave y'all do it, sugahs... Feel free to take as long as you want, my wagon's all yours. I'll make sure y'all don't get disturbed.."</span>, she whispered, winking at the two women. Camelia took a pack of cigarettes and her lighter with her as she stepped out of the door. She shut it and rested her back against the wood, closing her eyes while trying to catch her breath and calm her heart. With trembling fingers, she lit a cigarette and inhaled a large cloud of smoke, calming her senses down.<br/><br/>Camelia leans down to take a bundle of cords and strands of fabric, with bells and feathers tied to it, and hangs it around the doorknob. It was her way of letting people know she didn't want to be disturbed, mostly when she was piercing a client or giving someone a tattoo. She got into intimate places with her profession, and knew it wasn't greatly appreciated if someone randomly barged in during all of this. Her heels clicked onto the wood as she descended the stairs and made her way over to Izzy's wagon. She was only wearing her lace underwear now, her red and blonde hair flowing over her shoulders, giving her an 'out of bed' kind of look, if it wasn't for the fact that she'd just took great care in combing her hair. Camelia seldomly got outside with her hair like this, so it was a rather unusual sight.<br/><br/>From the corner of her eye, she could see Enzo on his knees in front of David and The Goliath, begging for their mercy. There was something about him, she admitted. Something that made him at least vaguely tolerable. If only the man hadn't had such a godawful personality! She stepped onward to Izzy's wagon and opened the door, stepping inside at the same time as she began to speak.<br/><br/><span style="color: maroon">"Aww hell, Iz! Y'all'll never guess what just happened in my-... oh!"</span>Surprised, she looked at Izzy and Serina sitting close to one another, Isabelle's cheeks flushed a bright red as she stared up at the snake girl, who also looked like there were quite a few things on her mind.<span style="color: maroon">"I... I'm awfully sorry sweethearts.. Didn't mean to interrupt or anythin'.. I'll jus'... be outside... somewhere.."</span>, she said, watching the two women thoughtfully for a brief moment, before turning towards the exit.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>