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Blink: Previously on “Bad Girls”… ***Catherine clicks a few cellphone buttons*** Catherine: Jesus, how many of these must I delete? Blink:,I can’t find my cellphone. What if Lady Emily or you need to call me? ***Park table conversation between Emily & Blink*** Emily: Whether you win or lose, I want to see that Krychek suffers the most in the night. Yakuhara smiles a devilish grin as he whips up Blink’s cellphone waving it gently in the air. Yakuhara: Actually, I’m not. Emily turns taking a few steps away while giving her hand a firm, loosening shake. Just a look of distaste as she glances over her shoulder speaking in a low monotonic voice. Emily: Thank you again for coming on such short notice, but try to leave quietly. Emily turns away from Blink once more as the pink haired hellcat takes a moment to rub the blood away from under her nose and follows up with wiping down the side of her mouth removing most of the blood yet still only smudging the remnants. Not a word spoken, Blink rises to her feet and silently takes her leave. [align=center] [/align]Catherine: Yaaaaw-oh. Catherine stops her stretch midway through and turns to rub the small of her back. Catherine: Still hurts a little. Damn…and I thought I was getting over it. Not wanting to remain in bed for the rest of the day, Catherine turns heaving herself out finally dressed with a t-shirt on now as she makes her way toward the door opening it with one hand while the other rubs at her eye. Catherine: Hm? Yakuhara: Oh my, Catherine, you’re even lovelier with clothes on! It only adds to the hidden mysteries of those luscious curves. Mm, hm, hm. Inside the kitchen, Blink pours herself a bowl of Cap’n Crunch surprised not to see a toy, but instead surprised to see a drowsy Catherine entering into the kitchen dragging beside her an unconscious Yakuhara. Her hand palming his face as though she were Shaq holding a basketball, Catherine drops Yakuhara on the floor before taking a seat at the counter across from her partner. Catherine: Morning, Summer…That looks good. Catherine grabs hold of the cereal box as Blink leans over the side of the counter giving Yakuhara a thorough going over from her stool before leaning back over. Upon pouring herself some cereal, Catherine notices the slight differences in Blink’s appearance and tries her best not to smile over her partners ignorance over constantly visiting her teacher. Catherine: I take it your meeting with Mistress didn’t go so well, huh? Blink refrains from eye contact instead opting for the spoon in her possession. Catherine: Honestly, I know why you go to her and stuff but why do you let her beat you the way she does? That can’t be part of the payment, can it? Blink shrugs as she dips the tip of the spoon and begins twisting it around by the handle. Catherine: I don’t even recall you doing anything wrong this past week. Krychek didn’t leave as champion, and that’s what you were told to make sure of. You didn’t eliminate him but you certainly did a number on him. But who would have thought that jackass Clay had it in him, hm? Nothing from Blink other than her lips slowly parting. Not for words, at least not for any used during the few silent seconds Catherine leaves before continuing on with a mouth full of Cap’n Crunch. Catherine: Ya’know, I wondah if…*swallow*…if Krychek is gonna go after Clay this weekend. Be one less person for us to have to worry about, right? And since it is us, we can try and watch each others backs. It’s a long shot that we ever get that kind of chance but it’d be great if it ended up being you, Anna, and me in the ring. Certainly would love to kick that perky ass all over the arena for all that hair pulling. Are you all right after that? The way she was pulling you’d think she was collecting a wig. Blink pushes herself away from the table suddenly and turns walking down the hall toward her bedroom. Somewhat surprised, Catherine leans forward watching after her. Catherine: Summer? No response so Catherine leans back in her stool and looks down to see Yakuhara and the slowly growing puddle of drool forming around his mouth. Catherine: Ew, even when you’re unconscious you’re a pervert. Catherine looks away from that scene and down to her cereal after noticing Blink’s bow is still full. Therefore, she’s coming back eventually. Catherine: So what do you think? If we are in the ring at the same time this weekend did you want to work together or something or finish where we left off? You know, before that bastard and bitch combo did their number on us. Good job, by the way, taking care of that little hussy on Sunday. That’s another little cunt I’d love to see alone against us in that ring this weekend. As Catherine goes on to find more names to call Lara, Blink comes back into the picture walking with a purpose this time eyeing Catherine the entire time with something heavy on her mind. Catherine notices her at the last second and smiles ready to resume her trash talking of Lara and Clay when she hears a low thunk noise on the counter. Catherine looks down watching as Blink pulls her hand away revealing the pink coloured cellphone. A shallow lump makes its way down the goth girls throat as she eyes up noticing the look of betrayal in her partners eyes. Well, just a hint as though Blink were trying to convince herself that everything about this whole situation was a lie. However, she can’t go against the evidence. Blink: Why? Catherine looks down at the cellphone thinking it might be easier to let loose her reasonings to that little device. Unfortunately not as she looks back up at Blink letting silence be her voice. Blink suddenly doesn’t seem interested in hearing from Catherine right now, not after these moments of silence, as she snatches up her cellphone and turns away walking down the hall and slamming the door shut behind her. |
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