It was far too early to be awake. Way too early. Especially on a Sunday when one had worked until three the previous night. But she owned a club that was very popular in town, right smack dab between the college and art districts. She’d bought the building for its character more than its location; though, the location helped. She had more money than she knew what to do with as a result. The downside was all the work involved. She could probably hire more people... but that would legitimize things to an extent she simply wasn’t comfortable with beyond what occurred as happenstance. Not when she did it all for her own pleasure. Wasn’t 80% of a business’ success hinged on location?
Uncharacteristically, she snorted, realizing that she was thinking too much—again.
At any rate... she didn’t particularly like being up so early, but she’d had to pick up her orders from the tailor because he had a trip to go on. And like any good Frenchy, he closed shop when he went on vacation. So if she hadn’t gotten them at the crack of dawn, she wouldn’t have gotten them for at least a month. Such a thing simply wouldn’t do, even if she never complained about it.
She brushed silver-white strands out of her eyes after shutting the trunk of her black ’65 Shelby Cobra 289. She’d have put the suits in the car, but it was a two seater and a convertible to boot, so she just didn’t feel like putting the top down or dealing with plastic blowing all over the place.
Maybe she should have sent Saint to pick them up. He’d have done it; grumbled about it a lot, but he’d have done it. As this thought passed, she tossed the keys once in her hand as she stepped back on the sidewalk and moved towards the driver’s side. One hand was in the pocket of her black slacks, half tugging up on the suit jacket she normally donned. Black lace—a stark contrast to the white dress shirt—peaked barely from beneath her cuffs; the collar was also trimmed in it. She wasn’t wearing a tie either, and, a few buttons were undone to reveal a fairly flat chest. Pink scaring hinted there, but it was hardly noticeable to most.
But just before she got in her car, something pricked at her Blind Sight. Right at the edges. Hand still on the car door handle, cool blue eyes shifted to the girl wandering down the sidewalk all by her lonesome. At least, she looked like a girl; felt like one too. But the parts didn’t always count. Ruka knew that better than anyone.
She raised a thin silvery brow, making no move to leave even as the sun rose a little higher in the sky—reminding her she had a warm bed to get back to for a few hours.
(Car Ref Pic)
Uncharacteristically, she snorted, realizing that she was thinking too much—again.
At any rate... she didn’t particularly like being up so early, but she’d had to pick up her orders from the tailor because he had a trip to go on. And like any good Frenchy, he closed shop when he went on vacation. So if she hadn’t gotten them at the crack of dawn, she wouldn’t have gotten them for at least a month. Such a thing simply wouldn’t do, even if she never complained about it.
She brushed silver-white strands out of her eyes after shutting the trunk of her black ’65 Shelby Cobra 289. She’d have put the suits in the car, but it was a two seater and a convertible to boot, so she just didn’t feel like putting the top down or dealing with plastic blowing all over the place.
Maybe she should have sent Saint to pick them up. He’d have done it; grumbled about it a lot, but he’d have done it. As this thought passed, she tossed the keys once in her hand as she stepped back on the sidewalk and moved towards the driver’s side. One hand was in the pocket of her black slacks, half tugging up on the suit jacket she normally donned. Black lace—a stark contrast to the white dress shirt—peaked barely from beneath her cuffs; the collar was also trimmed in it. She wasn’t wearing a tie either, and, a few buttons were undone to reveal a fairly flat chest. Pink scaring hinted there, but it was hardly noticeable to most.
But just before she got in her car, something pricked at her Blind Sight. Right at the edges. Hand still on the car door handle, cool blue eyes shifted to the girl wandering down the sidewalk all by her lonesome. At least, she looked like a girl; felt like one too. But the parts didn’t always count. Ruka knew that better than anyone.
She raised a thin silvery brow, making no move to leave even as the sun rose a little higher in the sky—reminding her she had a warm bed to get back to for a few hours.
(Car Ref Pic)
Sometimes I feel like a girl~... sometimes I don't~
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