So a Succubus walked into a bar....Ouch! =D (Rhi of the Rhi)

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A bar. It just seemed so typical. When you wanted to meet people you went to bars. It seemed like a good idea to Joker. There was beer at bars. And beer tended to make people get along better.

Though for once Joker had a mission besides getting drunk. Not that he wasn't going to try and accomplish that as well. Joker was a multitasker like that. Always the over achiever. Going that extra distance. Sauntering up to the bar, he started off his night by ordering a good beer. Always start with the good shit while you can still taste it. Then move onto the cheaper stuff once you got drunk. Joker was a planner, always thinking a head.

Dark beer in hand, Joker scanned the crowd, eyes half hidden by his sunglasses even in the dim bar. He felt the shades made him look cool and he was rather sensitive to light, so he was almost never without some pair of sunglasses.

He had picked this bar not just for it's excellent selection of fine brews but because it was rather popular with the Motorail crowd. And Joker's mission número dos for the evening was to try and meet some other bikers and mechanics. Because Joker wanted to start a crew. He had quit the last one he had been in, not really liking their take on the sport. While not always the most honest and straight forward of people, Joker didn't like cheating. And they did.

But fuck that. Joker was just going to make his own crew. Of all hot babes. Like that Lupine one. Yeah. Only, you know, he would be in it too. With the babes. And it would be awesome.

The only problem now was finding the hot babes and getting them into the crew. But that shouldn't be too hard. Joker had the charisma. All the ladies loved him. Really.

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Time to go out.

Makani stood in front of her fridge door holding it open staring at a fresh bottle of whiskey someone kind had left her. Someone very kind. The guy she had kicked out this morning when he was still to drunk to realize he hadn't gotten anything he wanted. All he got was a couple scars of her name and random marks, and he was short a bottle of whiskey.

No one was home. Makani pouted slightly at that idea. No sign of Fi, she wondered where she had gotten to so late, and more importantly, why hadn't Makani been invited? No matter how she acted Makani had a huge crush on that girl. Probably the only reason she even allowed her to live with her. She couldn't get Rupi on the phone. That girl was either recovering or out stirring up trouble like Makani wanted to do. She had contemplated calling Garrett, but tonight was a busy night for him normally. She sighed to herself.

She pulled the bottle of whiskey out and slid a shiny silver flask from her back pocket. She reached for her funnel for the flask and started to pour slowly. She had already gotten ready besides her tiny alcoholic companion. She had on a pair of tight black pin stripe pants that flared out at the bottom. The pinstriped were a dark red color. She also wore a red spaghetti strap shirt.  Her big padded riding jacket lay on the counter next to her.

Malani hopped down the stairs heading over to grab her bike she normally rode around. This thing was a sad comparison to Serpentine, but it got her places. She assumed most of the other bikers did the same thing. Otherwise it was far too easy to get caught. Ssssserpentine, she purred to herself with a hiss thinking of her bike. That glowing killing machine would always be her first love. She always preferred going fast and never slowing down.

She locked the door behind her when she got outside walking her bike out the door. She swung a leg over and pulled her helmet onto her head. Revving the bike she looked around at the dark streets. She loved the night spread out before her, full of so many possibilities, waiting to be penetrated. She stopped in her mind and gave a soft giggle. Though it sounded much more evil than a giggle. She always had this tendency to appear a gorgeous but terrifying woman.

She rushed through the streets and stopped in front of the bar. She parked her bike outside next to the other motorcycles and two wheeled vehicles. She gave a pitying smile to some of the regular bikes and weren't motorcycles. Who could ride on those? She could never imagine seeing herself on something like that. Let alone going places on it.

she sashayed into the bar a slow smile that showed no teeth forming. The bar was pretty crowded. Exactly was she wanted. She slid the padded jacket off her shoulder as she went up to the bar. The man behind it smiled at her taking the jacket from her. She smiled happily and ordered her drink giving him his tip already. He was her favorite bartender anywhere.

Turing around she surveyed what she considered her realm. The dance floor was starting to brew up. Couples wandering out some girls looking shy and giving the expected no before dancing with their dates. Other girls dancing together and men watching them closely. A couple girl and guy couples were forming as well. The kind who had no fear.

She scanned the room looking for Motorail people knew. Or someone in general always looking to make new connects for herself or Garrett.

[Rhi-Rhi]

Soiras had decided on boobs that day.

When you had boobs, you got to wear all the cute outfits, and if you were going to a bar, you had a better chance of getting picked up on if you had said boobs. It was funny how that worked. Soiras had gone to bars as a man a few times but the girls were always taken and the guys got all snarly at being hit on and wanted to fight which was scary, so it was better to just go as an elusive single female. Apparently they were in demand, and it was better to be in demand than be part of the competition--that way, you always won.

Stepping inside the bar and shrugging out of her leather jacket, Soiras waved away the haze of smoke that assaulted her--eww, such an icky habit--and peered at the crowd. Everyone had an agenda here, and hers was a good dinner and some business. Maybe even at the same time! Soiras was a biker without a team, and while she was okay with flying solo...well, everyone else had a team and a crew and she was feeling a little left out. If they had it, she could, too! Because she was just as awesome.

Hmph.

Dinner was the first priority. She hadn't eaten in a while and she was feeling a little drained as a result. Making her way to the bar, she ordered a strawberry daiquiri so she didn't look weird drinking nothing, then took a seat on a stool, handed her jacket to the bartender, and sipped at her drink. Just a little; she wasn't human and didn't need to eat actual food, and alcohol went straight to her bloodstream. Not that she was worried about getting taken advantage of--someone did that, and he'd still get fed and they'd come out the worse for it.

Crossing one leg over the other and dangling her heel--she'd worn boots for the ride, which were out with her bike, and she still had issues walking in bloody heels--she cast around the bar for any loners. She could just wait and see who bit, but she'd never been good at playing passive. So far, it looked like her choices were a lone woman with funny ears, and a guy wearing sunglasses. Soiras picked at the strawberry garnishing her glass and took a little bite. The guy was probably the best bet; there was a higher chance of a guy liking girls than of a girl liking girls. Weird humans.

Soiras smiled over at him, the little bells braided into her hair jingling when she moved. "You're so hot you gotta wear shades, eh?" she called over to him, finishing off her strawberry and then licking the juice and sugar off her fingers, slowly.

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Joker was starting to feel maybe he had picked the wrong bar. All the girls, attractive or otherwise, seemed to be talking to some guy. And Joker briefly toyed with the idea of trying to steal them away, but the fact that the other men had, well, muscles and bulk made him rethink that plan of action. Wouldn't really send the right impression to his future team mates to have his face get rearranged in front of him.

One girl was still single, in ass hugging stripped pants and a clingy little top. But Joker was a coward and had spent years building up a cowards instincts. And his finely honed senses told her that she would probably eat him for breakfast. Though, with an ass like that, maybe that wouldn't be such a bad way to die.

Then yet another vision in tight pants arrived. Oh man, maybe tonight wouldn't be a total failure. He at least got eye candy. His pale eyes followed the newest girl. His instincts warned him that though pretty maybe he shouldn't. No where near as strong as with the other woman, but just a little tingle in the back of his mind.

Which he proceeded to beat unconscious and shove into a dark hole when the girl smiled at him and called over. The image of her licking her fingers made him go a little blank as to what she had just said. Then his brain kicked on at least a little and the moved over the bar, leaning against it to give her a wide grin, "Well, you know how it is. It's hard to be this beautiful. And I try to cover my face at least a little so I wont blind people with my sheer majesty."

Holding his hand out, Joker gave a small prayer that he would actually get to touch the girl, "Names Joker. Do I get to ask yours?"

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Snake eyes spotted a man walking over to a woman at a table. They looked somewhat familiar. Motorailers! She realized, her eyes squinting through the fog of smoke. She gave a smirk her fangs showing just slightly. They looked like they were getting better acquainted . Makani put a foot down on the ground in their direction, but paused deciding whether she should interrupt them so soon and point their attention in the right direction.

Her.

There was nothing in her mind that really told her not to go over. As she put a foot down all the way she was distracted though. A red-head with cat ears clipped into her hair...and a very, very short plaid skirt. Makani pushed her foot to spin herself slowly in the chair as the red-head walked by. Well, then. She arched a brow watching the girl's hips swing inviting Makani over.

I'd like to hear her purr. Makani said in her head.

She set her foot down the opposite direction of the Motorailers. They could wait. She had to get this girl's number right? She had to approach her. For the good of all women everywhere. Especially for the good of Catwoman and Makani. She licked her lips and situated her shirt grabbing her drink and following the girl from a distance. She had never seen the girl in Gravitation before she stood out beautifully.

She was heading to the bathroom. Oh perfect! Did the girl already know Makani was there? It was like she was inviting her to follow. She watched the girls hips moved as she walked behind the door. She gave an evil smile and took a drink of her whiskey and walked inside.

[Rhi-Rhi]

Score! He came over!

Just like she wanted him to. Ah, it was nice to be a girl; Soiras liked being a girl whenever she was feeling lazy, because she found that when you were female people went out of their way to come to you. It was nice to switch things up, and a hell of a lot easier to net prey. Men were hardly ever as wary of women as women were of men.

Soiras giggled at his words and licked between her fingers where some of the juice had dribbled, watching him from beneath her eyelashes. "I'm sure. You must have gorgeous eyes. I'd love to see them sometime," she said, daintily wiping her fingers on a napkin. It was so hard to switch mannerisms; sometimes she made mistakes, but it was less awkward when she was a woman than when she was a man.

She met his eyes--or at least, looked at his sunglasses--and then swept her eyes down the length of his body, right back up again, and winked. "What's a girl gotta do to get you out of them, hm?"

Intentionally ambiguous. He could take that one however he liked.

When he offered his hand, she took it and had to bite back the impulse to kiss his knuckles. Instead, she ran her thumb over them. "Sure do. The name's Soiras, and it's a pleasure to meetcha, Joker."

Beyond him, Soiras caught sight of the woman from before following a cat-ear wearing girl into the bathroom, and for a moment she perked in interested. Well, damn. She could practically taste the sexual tension there, and she mentally cursed herself for not going after the easy prey. That girl liked girls? Argh! Well, never mind that. If she played her cards right she might get to take this one for a quickie in a stall.

Heeey, maybe they could join the other gals...gah! Focus, Soiras! Focus on the meal in front of you!

She smiled and leaned forward a little as though interested in anything he might say, but she was really just giving him a peak down her top. "So Joker, what brings you here tonight?"

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Whoa. Lesbians. Joker loved lesbians. His head pulled away from staring at the bathroom door. Maybe he could join them, he was often told he was girlish....wait! No! Pretty lady!

Smiling, Joker's eyes went back to the lovely, exotic beauty in front of him. Who was flirting with him. Oh, this was going to rock. The small part oh his brain was screaming at him to run! Danger! Predator!

But the sight of all that amazing cleavage was really distracting. And when she spoke, even that small part of him shut up and stared at the pretty lady. Grinning brightly, Joker reached up, pulling down his shades. His eyes were a very pale violet, hardly darker then the whites. His lashes were girlishly long and dark, naturally looking the way most girls had to use makeup to achieve.

Oh sweet gods. She was touching him, Joker's smile got even wider and he lifted her hand to his lips, "Soiras, that's a beautiful name. As to what brings me here is some mediocre beer and the hope of requiting some bikers for my crew." His eyes slid up and down her, "What about you? Do you have a crew of your own?"

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Makani had found the red head did know she was there. In fact, she was a fan. That made their chance meeting not a chance at all. The red head...Candice was her name had been aiming to get Makani's number...and hopefully the get the racer into her bed. This made Makani even more intrigued in the girl, but not enough to hand over all the treats without a single trick.

She had given the girl a preview in one of the bathroom stalls shoving her in hard and slamming the door behind them. It was a tasty little preview, to show her what her tongue could do and what it might continue later. Then Makani in true evil playing with her food style grabbed the girls number and whispered that she would meet up with her later on that night. She didn't want to go home quite yet.

The serpent followed the cat out of the bathroom who was wiggling her hips trying to draw Makani into not making her wait. It wouldn't work though, the serpent knew the advantages of making a woman wait. Makani grinned and leaned over the bar buying her a drink before deciding she would go at least say hi to the Motorailers. She was the ambassador of Motorail after all. Plus it helped that the girl looked...delicious. ...never bad to have a few meals a day.

She sauntered over towards the table, listening to them speak trying to find a good moment to interrupt. After all an entrance is critical.

[Rhi-Rhi]

"A crew?" That made Soiras sit back up again, perking with interest--in a completely new topic, but unfortunately the succubus could only focus on one thing at a time and what do you know? Looking for a crew had been her other mission. A meal and a job, and this guy was potentially offering both! She could have her cake and eat it, too!

Her hand tightened around Joker's hand a little. "Motorail? Are you talking about Motorail, a crew for that? Because if you are, I need a crew! I've been looking for one all over and--hey, wouldja be interested? I'm a mean rider with a mean ride, let me tell you." She smiled hopefully, eyes locked on his, and added in a more sultry voice, "I'm a very multi-talented rider..."

That was when she felt the tell-tale ominous sensation of being watched, and she flicked a glance over her shoulder--and saw that one woman standing there like she was waiting on something. Soiras grinned. Well, weeeell...maybe she was going to get another shot after all...

"Something you want?"

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Tonight was the best night ever! The smoking hot chick was a motorailer! Sweet! Joker's smile got even bigger and he grabbed her hand, clutching it between his own, not even caring it was still slightly sticky from the spill earlier, "Yes! You ride! That's amazing!"

He couldn't believe his luck! "I am totally looking! I mean, it's just me right now, but I'm hoping to get a sweet crew going. I've got a sweet bike and some mad skills." For once, he was way more interested in seeing her bike than seeing her naked at that moment.

Joker paused then, having a lovely mental image of Soiras stretched out over a hot bike, totally naked. He got a little lost in that thought until Soiras called out to the other girl, one of the hot lesbians. He gave her a goofy grin, not sure what else to add. He just hoped if his hot date got poached they had better at least let him watch.

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Makani felt a little mental shock of the woman noticing her before Maki had planned. Interesting, maybe this girl was a match for her, or at least a challenge. The guy wasn't too bad either, not at all. Plus they were talking about Motorail which always got Maki interested. She picked her drink up off of the bar and wandered over to the table setting her drink down and tucking her hair over one ear.

"I couldn't help overhearing the talk about Motorail, mostly because I was checking both of you out from the bar." She pointed over her shoulder and took a small drink from the glass. God, that taste felt like home. Her body crawled with the warmth it and a night out gave her. It was damn near perfect.

"I'm Makani, I drive Serpentine when I race." She mimed the revving of a bike at them with a sort of sneer then smirk.

[Rhi-Rhi]

Soiras' grin broadened and she gave her hair a flip, making the beads jingle musically. "Checkin' us out, hmm? I can't speak for Joker here, but that's pretty ironic--I was checking you out earlier, too." She flashed a look over at Joker, who looked lost in a daydream. Hopefully it involved her, but either way this seemed to be going well. So far, it looked like she had dinner and a job lined up. Possibly dessert if she could have both of them.

Double score! She loved this bar!

"My bike's named Apple! I know, I know, not as cool as Serpentine or anything, but she's red and cheery so it fits her, yeah? So hey, Joker, wanna see her? I'd love to be on your crew--so hard to find anyone who's not full in these parts--but you probably wanna see if we're up to standard first, yes? Give us a test drive." Still smiling at him, she licked sugar off the rim of her glass and licked her lips after, slowly, watching him the whole while.

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Joker felt his heart rate pick up and his pants get a bit tighter as the smokin' lesbian from earlier made her way over. This was too good to be true. Then it sort of clicked in his head. It was too good to be true. The hot chick was snagging his hot chick.

This sucked! He probably wouldn't even get to watch!

Trying to cover his crushing disappointment that he wouldn't finally get laid, Joker focused on Motorail. Maybe he could at least recruit two hot lesbians to his team and get to watch them makeout and stuff, "I'm Joker, yeah? Heard of me?" Probably not, but he could hope, "I ride Wildcard! She's a damn beauty."

His bike was way to sexy for him, but Joker loved her. She was the only woman that loved him back.

Joker's pants got very much tighter and he shifted, trying to hid the bulge in his pants her words caused, "What? Test drive? Yes! Right! I would love to see you ride before we make it all official like." Joker was only planning on getting smokin' hot girls into his crew, but they still had to ride. He had his pride.

He watched the predatory one, "What about you? You looking for a crew?" He had heard of her bike, though not much about her. She had some good skills from what he knew.

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Makani arched a brow at Soiras, loving the way she was just blunt about it. Didn't try to hide anything, yet still appeared relaxed. Makani played word games it was how she flirted. Not that everything wasn't a word game...ah well.

"I have a crew actually. The Lupine Sisters." She sighed mocking disappointment. The sigh actually came from missing Rupi. She still hadn't found a mechanic worth their weight in...anything. Not one that she would get along with. Not one that could be a permanent fixture. She tried not to think about it. Rupi was gone it would pass.

"I'd never miss a chance to show off though." These two seemed fun, Joker especially seemed sort of...well horny. Poor guy. Not that she could blame him around her and Soiras. She smiled, a slightly deadly smile.

"Wildcard..." It actually did sound familiar. "That does sound familiar. Maybe it stuck in my head cause I like poker. I think I've seen Apple but didn't know her name." She could remember seeing someone roughly the other females shape riding a pretty red bike, but she'd never met her.

[Rhi-Rhi]

"Oooo, looks like we got competition, eh, Joker?" Soiras said with a wide grin, prodding him in the arm while looking at Makani. "From the rival crew, huh? Our future rival, at least, once we got a full crew! Exciting! But hey, no worries, we can be friends off the track, yeah? Maybe even more?"

Yeah, subtlety had never been Soiras' forte.

"Maybe we should all have a race! And then poker!" Which, of course, Soiras would be pushing for strip poker. But no one had to know that yet. "Because, y'know, gotta keep with the theme."

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"They gonna be eatin' our dust!" Joker hoped anyway. He had heard of the Lupine Sister, seen some races. They were pretty good, good enough Joker actually might consider them rivals. For all that he failed at most of his life, Joker had some racing talent.

Though Soiras continued to be interested in the other girl. Damn! Joker was getting cockblocked by another hot babe. This blew, and not in the good times kind of way. Joker stood up and thanked the gods for baggy pants before smiling, "Well ladies, shall we take a little ride? And I am always up for poker." Besides bikes, Joker was really only good at cards. But, one had to be when one decided to go for a card obsession.

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Makani looked around the table for a moment. She wondered if this was going to turn into one of those crazy party nights. She'd been having fun with one other person for awhile now. It had been some time since she woke up next to two other people. Maybe this was her lucky night. She stretched her arms going above her head. She was totally ready for a ride.

"I'm sooo in." She grinned at Joker and Soiras. "Sadly, I left Serpentine at home today. I have my...day to day ride here." She sighed as she remembered. She hated not being able to show off that delicious bike. It was beautiful and sexy. She liked being associated with things like that. She pouted at Joker slightly. "But hey, it goes." She turned to start heading out of the bar.

As she wiggled her fingers at the short skirt girl then blew her kiss she thought about running to get Serpentine. It was late enough now that the cops might not be out bored looking for people who liked to have fun. She didn't want to keep the other two waiting however, so maybe another time. She was yearning for that bike though.

[Rhi-Rhi]

"That's okay! We can just race another time!" Soiras suggested with a grin, then stood and hooked a slender arm around Joker's shoulders, since Makani had already walked on ahead, and started marching them both after her.

"That still leaves poker! Don't need bikes to play poker! I'm in if y'all are in! Where are we going?"

Still grinning, she mimed catching Makani's kiss, pressed it to her lips, then turned and planted one on Joker's cheek. "Mwah."

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"Yeah, what? Poker? Right!" Joker just grinned, not really sure what they were doing anymore and not caring. There were hot girls and one was touching him. This, he liked. This he liked a lot. In fact, she seemed to actually be flirting back. This didn't happen with Joker a whole lot.

Then Soiras planted a kiss on his cheek and Joker's pale skin went a dark red. His brain just stopped working for a moment before he gave an awkward laugh, "Whoa man. That was hot! I like that. Feel free to do more of that kissin'!"

Totally slick. That was Joker.

[Rhi-Rhi]

Man? That made Soiras stop. They had just reached her own bike, where her boots were shoved in with her helmet bag, and she had just kicked off her heels so she could change into them when his words fully registered. Man. Was he calling her a man? Did he perhaps know about her shifting?

She slipped her boots on. Well...that would be easy enough. She was wearing pants (couldn't wear a skirt and ride a bike!) but the shirt was low cut and cute to accentuate the breasts she currently had, not to mention the bra. That wouldn't work with a man-chest, but then again they wouldn't be going far, and if she played her cards right, she wouldn't even need clothes.

"Oh...a man?" she said, almost as though to herself. "Huh...okay."

Giving Joker a measuring look, she draped her leather jacket over the seat of her motorcycle then reached around and under her shirt to unhook her bra. She smiled at him as she wriggled out of it without even taking off her shirt, dangled it off a finger for him to see (it was a cute one, too, pink with black polka dots; such a shame he liked guys instead) and then changed.

It was instantaneous. Her hips slimmed and her chest shrank, and before long it was no longer a woman standing there but a man. He always stayed the same height and, basically, looked the same except for minor differences. Namely the lack of hips or chest and the change in genitalia, but otherwise he kept the same androgynous looks. He could be a girl or a pretty guy.

But now his clothes fit all wrong, loose around the waist and saggy in the shirt. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you liked men."