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hardertohideLife was a bitch. Dutch had figured that one out a long while back. The thing was, she had a thing for bitches, as her love life so far had proved. So she embraced it. Usually, anyway. But since that incident with the spook, she'd been off balance, and even more paranoid than usual. She hadn't taken on any new jobs, living off the money she'd already set aside. But mostly, she hadn't been able to relax.
Life was a bitch, and when it gave you lemons... Dutch went looking for tequila and salt.
The Pipeline was always a good place to get pissed to good music, play a game of pool or two, try and get your name up on one of the pinball machines, and completely forget about anything that wasn't alcohol, music, and fun. Already sipping a Hello Sailor, she walked over to the jukebox, flipping through the available tracks until she settled on the New York Dolls' Looking for a kiss. Maybe tonight she'd manage to change her mind.
OOC: Find her by the jukebox making her choice, at the bar, by the pool tables, letting loose on the pinball machines, anywhere at all!
Life was a bitch, and when it gave you lemons... Dutch went looking for tequila and salt.
The Pipeline was always a good place to get pissed to good music, play a game of pool or two, try and get your name up on one of the pinball machines, and completely forget about anything that wasn't alcohol, music, and fun. Already sipping a Hello Sailor, she walked over to the jukebox, flipping through the available tracks until she settled on the New York Dolls' Looking for a kiss. Maybe tonight she'd manage to change her mind.
OOC: Find her by the jukebox making her choice, at the bar, by the pool tables, letting loose on the pinball machines, anywhere at all!
