<div class="floatleft">(https://pre00.deviantart.net/8e56/th/pre/i/2015/154/0/c/commission_celes_by_johnbecaro_by_jeflint-d8vwwzf.jpg)</div>Name: Celes Starfall (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=277513.msg13635775#msg13635775)<br/>Location: Rosy Highway 13<br/>Tagging: Kendra, Crystal, Jermiah<br/>Doing: Nothin'<br/><hr/><br/>Celes waved her hand grinning.<strong>"Ah, no problem a'tall,"</strong>she said leaning into Kendra.<strong>"Would ya be liking a drink ta go with it?"</strong>She asked, her eyes flashing mischievously. Turning to her owner Celes put a hand tenderly on her cheek.<strong>"Ya stay here till I'm back, right? Gotta check the joint, make sure i's safe fer ya."</strong>She took a step off from the other two and walked towards the restaurant. Her eyes on everything as she walked and they often lingered on both man and woman as she did. Partly to size them up for trouble and size them up for playmates in the future. It never hurt to have your eyes open. She'd met a grackletooth once who changed her mind about those scalie D-Bee's. She laughed shaking her head.<br/><br/>Slipping into the joint she let her eyes adjust to the inside, listening to the whistles of appreciation as most of her flesh was on display.<strong>"Ya lot behave,"</strong>she called stepping towards the server. She grinned up at the taller girl, a mischevious grin on her lips.<strong>"We'll be needin' a table fer three, privatish if ya can. An' Ah've a ta go order,"</strong>she said.<strong>"Double the bacon on the cheeseburger, onion rings an' a large jug o' something ta wash it down with."</strong>She licked her lips.<strong>"Surprise the boy. Put it in a plain container."</strong>She giggled, sizing up the other woman in a more than friendly manner.<strong>"An, if'n yer not to busy, maybe ya'd care to join me whilst I powered my nose later."</strong><br/><br/>Her eyes continued to explore the room looking for potential playmates, either violent or not, that Kendra would approve of. Celes was far less picky and enjoyed many forms. But sometimes Kendra was in a particular mood for a certain type of plaything. She shrugged and leaned against the wall, nodding and smiling to a man with a interesting looking scar.