It was early yet. Juliana had her text book laid out on the floor, and her video'd lecture playing on her holoscreen even as she stretched and practiced her routine. Had to do the job to make the money to get through the schooling before her. Multitasking had become her game. It was usually fairly easy to do, the boys upstairs were usually busy, and today they were absent from the club all together.
She heard the door open and voices down the hall. She could embrace the power and listen but Nox's voice bellowed through the hall and they walked past the door into the club proper. One. Two. Three. Three? She'd seen Raffe proceed him, and a girl? What the hell?
Juliana stormed out of the room swiping her video off as she grabbed her wallet. "Why on god's green earth do you have a ..." Juliana took in the scene and just as abruptly she yelled, "What the fu...firetruck did you do your arm?" She grabbed Nox by the shoulder and spun him around to face her - she wanted to wipe the perpetual smirk off his face.
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