Kall hid the panties in her pocket and grabbed a glass of JD.
"Err... Yeah. Hm. Let's not talk 'bout it, 'kay?" She replied.
James looked at her and laugh, and quickly resumed to his habit of waiting for something good to happen while drinking.
"Saw the Mamoru, all busted up.. Tough day, uh?" He asked, putting his bottle up and close to Kall, as in a friendly toast.
She smirked and grabbed the bottle of JD and toasted silently, the ring of the bottles toasting saying all that was needed to say.
"Yeah.. O-3, then i went a-wire in Hamburg." Kall swigged a little more of the whisky and pushed the comm pad with the latest kills into Lemon's hands.
"Had a tough night, doing what gods knows in here... So i decided to push my luck today. It payed off. Don't expect the same show tonight, though." Kall laughed.
"Damn. I was hoping to see your show again. Even Daniel even said it was "The best fricking pair of boo** in Sirius"." James grinned and fled the invetable cursing and cussing of Kall.
[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop