<div class="floatleft">(http://venus.provocateuse.com/images/photos/eliza_dushku_02.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kaela (Kay) Luna Devora<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Flanagan's<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=46188439)<br/><hr/><br/>Kaela sat at the bar of Flanagan's a drink in front of her, the brown liquid melting away the ice that cooled it. Her finger ideally trailed along the edge of the glass as she stared off to nowhere. Her life had slowed to a crawl after leaving her last crew. They had started to push their limits and her gut just told her bad news was soon to fallow. So before any of that came to be Kay made sure to get her happy ass out of there. There was no amount of money that would be worth being dragged back to the Alliance. Lord knows what they would plan on doing with her if they ever got a hold of her once more.<br/><br/>The past few days had been utterly uneventful, and she was starting to feel stagnate and stuck. Not to mention broke. Her money had started to run low and soon she would find herself without a roof over her head. Not that she couldn't see to wooing her way into a bed for the night. It only took finding the right mark and letting him think that he really had her hooked. And most of the time those men finished quickly enough to not really bother her too much. Though she hoped another job would come well before she had to let some drunkard feel her up.<br/><br/>Downing her whiskey she signaled the bartender for another just as the doors to Flanagan's opened up. Her eyes instinctively went to the doors as measured up the newest arrival. As always no matter how drunk she would get Kay's survival instincts were always on high. She had already noted the strongest threats within the bar, and all the exits for a quick getaway. But as she looked over the man that entered (Mortimer) she felt he was as much a threat to her as the ice was to her drink. He'd probably only end up watering down her night. She did wonder if he had gotten lost, as well dressed as he was. He was clearly not aware of what could happen to a man like that in a place like this.<br/><br/>Shaking her head Kay looked back to the bar and the drink that had just been placed before her.<strong>"Thanks Shmit,"</strong>she said sliding him some money for the drink.<strong> "No worries, though you going to shut me down again tonight or do you actually have plans?"</strong>he asked the woman that had started to become a new addition to the place.<strong>"Probably help you close again. That a bad thing?"</strong>she asked with a cheeky grin.<strong> "Not at all."</strong>he said with a laugh and added a bit more whiskey to her glass and gave her a wink. Kay smiled and took a deep breath as she raised the glass to her lips once more.<br/>