Kaya just rolled her eyes, letting out a low-little chuckle as she reached down to her jacket-pocket, "Well, if you paid a little more attention to me, you'd know I already have three girls..." she produced her steel-studded wallet affixed to her pocket by a chain to prevent the pesky...
Kaya retorted, returning back the remark concerning poor Lucy's pay, "Oh? Not enough? I slipped a twenty and I think a few fives between her tits... I think she's getting paid -just- enough," she said with a shrug. Lucy did in-fact lather on the whipped cream, towering nice and high for Kaya...
Kaya was calm and cool in the face of Sybil. After-all, she has stared down terrorists, gangsters, and survived at-least a half-dozen Liquidator attacks. Did she like her? No, at-least she did not think she did. Perhaps sometimes? Maybe? There was a certain level of fun in being around someone...
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Kaya Jax had exited the dingy headquarters of the Psi-Division that was within a multi-storied brick building from some era long gone. It was chosen as to not stand out, but Kaya was pissed at how it stood out in another way. It always had a strange smell of mold, mildew, or...