Conversations: Lynx, Kay and Mika talk about Laura

April 17th, early evening

Lynx Debruyere fumbles with her key in the lock, having some difficulty turning it with the slight tremor in her hands, and making quite a bit of noise before finally forcing the door open. "Goddamn it..."

Mika Shoreman hugs Kay closer, "They told me the meaning behind it..." turning slowly to look at the front door, "Madame is home..."
Kayleigh Balut jumps, a guilty nervous look in her eye as she stares at the door. "I... um... so I hear."
Mika Shoreman kisses your cheek, "Do not worry..." standing up slowly, letting her down onto the couch as he rises and walks towards Lynx.

Mika Shoreman passes the chains dangling from the chandelier as he hugs Lynx.
Lynx Debruyere pulls the door shut, rubs at her face a little, and looks up at Mika and his guest, not immediately recognizing her from behind. "Ohhh uh....hi, Love." She sighs, pulling him close...and holding him for a moment longer than she normally would have. "I'm glad you're home."
Mika Shoreman: "Is something wrong?"

Kayleigh Balut bites her lip, turning on the couch to watch them, not sure if she should leave, or wait, or run like hell before Lynx gets mad. She takes deep breath, Mika's words helping to calm her a bit as she watches the two.

Lynx Debruyere shrugs, and shakes her head in a sort of defeated way. "Well...not really I guess, I dunno. Just...something..." she glances over his shoulder at Kay, finally recognizing her when she turns around. "Ohhh! Uhm--hi, Kay. Sorry if I interrupted you guys, I'm just stopping in."

Kayleigh Balut waves sheepishly. "Hi Lynx. I hope you don't mind... we were.... um... talking."

Mika Shoreman kisses Lynx's cheek, "She...wants to help me..."
Lynx Debruyere smirks a little, and gives Mika a gentle kiss on the cheek, hoping he has naughtier plans for a lone damsel than just talking. She nods to him. "Help you? You've been feeling better though, haven't you?"
Mika Shoreman frowns, "Off and on...but..." he strokes some of his hair back to reveal a surgical scar, "She knows...and she..." pausing for a moment, "She wants to help me...see if the Demon left anything inside..."
Mika Shoreman lets his hair fall down over the scar. "As well as with...other problems."

Lynx Debruyere sighs again, and scratches uncomfortably at no particular itch on a random patch of skin. Demons seem abundant today and all she can think about is getting some more of her stash to sell, making some money and spending the rest of the night pleasantly high. She nods. "Well....uhm....good, I hope it goes well. We can pay, if she thinks you need meds or anything, okay? Don't worry about money."

Mika Shoreman tesnes up at the word meds, "O-oui..."

Lynx Debruyere rubs his arm gently, and feels another uncomfortable twinge of sadness for a moment. "Have you uh...heard the news? Radio or tv or anything?"

Mika Shoreman shakes his head, "Non." He turns, walking over to Kay and sitting down next to her again.

Lynx Debruyere frowns. "Well...uhm....you remember Laura? The one with the pretty dress you liked at that party?"
Mika Shoreman looks up, "Oui."
Kayleigh Balut turns, listening to Lynx. "Laura Dreadlow? She's missing, right?"
Mika Shoreman looks between Kay and Lynx, looking confused, "Quoi?"

Lynx Debruyere shakes her head at Kay. "They found her, down by the water I guess. She's dead."
Kayleigh Balut gasps, wide eyed. "My god.... no one told me. That poor girl.... "
Mika Shoreman: "Is that who they were talking about at the party?"

Lynx Debruyere can't help but smile, just a little. "More than talk, Love...I'm not surprised you don't remember, you drank like three bottles of Iko's wine." She shakes her head again, thinking more now about the toll this is gonna take on her finances than the horror of what actually happened to the girl. "Anyway, yeah...poor thing. But can't really say it's a giant shock."

Kayleigh Balut raises an eyebrow. "what do you mean Lynx? I heard she was quite the innocent."

Mika Shoreman: "No, not that, I heard someone at the party today mention a body."
Lynx Debruyere blinks, looking between Kay and Mika, and shrugs quickly at Kay's tone. "Ohhh, well, I mean...I'm not saying she deserved it, or anything like that. Not that they even know how she died...at least I don't think they do. But 'innocent' isn't really a word I'd use...not that it's any of my business."

Mika Shoreman turns to Kay, "It was after you left to do that errand, the man and the woman sitting under the stairs."
Kayleigh Balut frowns. "That was Dita, and some new guy... Vince, I think he said he name was."
Mika Shoreman: "They talked at length about it."
Kayleigh Balut shrugs. "I'm suprised I wasn't called to the scene... But I guess I'll be... busy at work tomorrow" Kay sighs, not wanting to mention the word 'autopsy' but knowing that is what will fill her day.
Mika Shoreman wraps his arms around Kay
Kayleigh Balut leans back against Mika's chest, still flicking her eyes to Lynx to see her reaction, as she tries to relax.

Lynx Debruyere smiles a little to herself at Mika and Kay, and heads upstairs, trying to put Laura out of her head.

Mika Shoreman kisses Kay softly, "You seem tense..." He slides his hands down her arms, taking her hands into his.
Kayleigh Balut turns her head, watching Lynx, letting out a breath as she leans against Mika, chuckling. "I know you said she wouldn't mind, but..... I defintiely did not want Lynx mad at me."
Mika Shoreman kisses her neck as he pulls her hands in front of her. "She will not be." Mika Shoreman pulls her wrists together, then links the rings in her cuffs together.
Kayleigh Balut smiles, watching you latch the cuffs together. "We'll have to talk more... but maybe another time..."
Mika Shoreman nuzzles her, "Oui..." He pushes her forward slightly and pulls her arms back, digging into the couch and finding a short length of chain, linking it to both of her arm cuffs.
Kayleigh Balut smiles, glancing up at him. "I'm guessing you want to do something other than talk?"
Mika Shoreman kisses your ear, "Oui..."
Kayleigh Balut tilts her head, stretching a long expanse of neck before him. "I'm yours for the night Mika.... Whatever you want."

Lynx Debruyere digs the little tin box out from under the bed, and portions a few grams of powder into a couple of seperate baggies, which she ties off. She flinches, unable to push down another memory of Laura, and mutters to herself. "If that bitch is gone she better at least have a couple friends left or something."

Mika Shoreman kisses Kay's neck up and down, murmuring a moment. He reaches down, gripping her ass cheeks and pulling upwards, sliding her legs up into the air.
Kayleigh Balut moans, her legs rising as she wonders what he is planning, her pulse begins to speed in anticipation.
Mika Shoreman pushes her legs together , then links the rings on her ankle cuffs, then slowly lowers her legs down.
Kayleigh Balut watches as he locks the chain in place, squirming a bit on his lap, leaning up to kiss him gently.
Mika Shoreman kisses her neck, he shifts her on top of him so that she's on one leg, his knee in her ass pushing on the beads.

Lynx Debruyere pockets the baggies, and checks the time on her phone. Still only 7:20; she should be able to get around to the necessary places before it gets too late. With any luck Mika will stay safe at home occupied with his guest, and she can bring home enough to pay some bills before the electricity gets shut off.

Kayleigh Balut throws her head back, gasping at the pressure in her ass
Mika Shoreman kisses her cheek again, "Do you like that?" bouncing Kay on his knee slowly.

Lynx Debruyere heads back down, taking a peek at Mika and Kay on the couch. "You two have fun, okay? Especially you, Love, you deserve it. You've had a busy week."
Mika Shoreman nods, catching the ring gag and setting it down.
Lynx Debruyere smiles. "It'll be a late night, but I should be home before dawn. Oh and if Laz comes around, tell her to get the table saw out of the playroom...her and her stupid projects."
Mika Shoreman nods.
Lynx Debruyere lets herself out, locks the door behind her, and heads for the bus stop.