She was bored, hungry, had cramps and deathly, deathly alone. All in all, things weren't looking so bright for the werewolf currently. With a scowl and a flattening of her ears, Kik kicked one nazi-booted foot up onto the kitchen tabletop, causing the ever-present ashtray to jump slightly. "I was only fifteen years old, but I'd never felt so free~" She sighed out, a half-assed attempt at singing out loud. Half a sigh, half a growl rumbled up from the girl's chest to her throat, past her lips, and furrowing her brows, her booted heel came down onto the table again. THUD. THUD. THUD. THUD. Over and over again the boot came thudding down, the thought of what Kara would do for scuffing up the kitchen table never once crossing her mind.
It was quiet in the bar, aside from the slight, random rattle of a loose window, and the crackling of fire in the hearth. Kik stood for a moment at the foot of the stairs, gazing up their length with a frown twisting across her pale face. It figured that the moment they were all together again, the drama would start up. It distressed Kik; not only because of instinctual reasons, but simply because she knew there was nothing she could -do- about it. Other than knock their heads together and tell them to STOP IT.The youth raked her fingers back through her lengthening hair, wincing as they snagged on a knot. "Tch. So fuckin' much for the happy mood..." She grumbled, flopping down onto the single couch in the room. Oh. Great. To make things worse, it smelled like Triad. Yet another vital presence that had gone missing for what seemed like ages.
Kara headed downstairs and plopped down on the couch next to Kik, throwing her arms around the werewolf and laying against her in a defeated heap. She sighed, letting the air get still and silent once again. The maid sighed, and her reddened eyes stared ahead while speaking. "Soooo..."...Nice night, huh?"
The girl's ears perked the instant the other had entered the room, so it didn't come as much of a surprise once the maid flopped down next to her. Frowning, the youth rolled over onto her back, pulling the shorter girl so they lay belly to belly- Kik peering down the length of her own nose at the other. "Yea'. 'S pretty cold out though." She mumbled, tilting her head back against the cushions. One hand found it's way to the back of the smaller girl's head, long fingers trailing through hair in an almost unconscious fashion.
The maid sighed, eyes closing in a rather simple attempt to relax. "Yeah. Cold." She felt the fingers run through her hair and recalled the times when these two had been in the same situation, positions switched. Kara felt like venting, just a little."It's so simple to fight over nothing." She sighed, enjoying the attention. "...I just... want to be spoiled. To be the center. To be more important, to be thought of more."Kara laughed , shaking her head slightly. "I sound so terrible. Self-centered."
Kik snorted, narrowing her eyes for a moment before she tugged lightly on a few strands of hair between her fingers. "Tch. Think about who you're talking to for a moment stupid. I'm the self-centered one here asshole, and don't you think for a moment that you can intrude on that title." She said, smirking lightly, before releasing the captive strands."'Sides. That's the way girls are supposed to act, right?" She asked, voice thoughtful as she turned her gaze towards the ceiling. "Not that I would know, but isn't that the way girls are 'spossed to act towards their guys? It doesn't sound like too crazy of a thing to ask for." The girl finished, resuming her petting of the maid's head.
Kara frowned slightly at the prospect of doing exactly as she was supposed to. "But... I don't want to be overbearing. I just want to be able to know that we're close-- that we're THAT close."She paused a moment, trying to coherently organize her feelings. She smiled slightly as she uttered her next thought, "... Close enough to be under his skin."Laughing, she continued. "I just want to be sure. Of everything. I just want... more of him, with me. I guess." She flushed, laughing again. "I'm gonna stop now. I feel retarded."
*he got up off of the bed, and headed downstairs, through the kitchen, and into the bar. He moved over to the actual bar area, and sat in Kara's favorite stool, spinning it to face the two women* Hey.
"You sound retarded," Kik verified, before flashing a toothy smirk down at the maid. "Don't worry about it Kara, he's jus' bein' stupid right now. And I'm sure the ass is being all mopey about what 'e said too." Blue eyes flickered upwards at the sound of footsteps descending the stairs, and Kik shifted slightly under the other girl, dancing her fingertips down along her spine, "No worries, eh?" She mumbled, raising her brows as Belfe took a seat near the countertop."Yo."