[h3][color=E16F86][center]Pippa St. James[/center][/color][/h3]

Pippa sat at her vanity table, fixing her make-up while the last night's conquest snored lightly in her bed. His chest heaved up and down in an even tempo. He looked so cute just laying there. The poor boy had no brain in his body, but damn did he have...well you can finish the sentence yourself.

She licked her teeth and finished applying her lipstick before she stood up and got dressed. He could find his way out. She was through with him...for now. She may call him later on down the road for a pick-me-up, but he fulfilled her needs for at least a few days. She put on a dark red camisole and black leather jacket as well as some dark wash jeans. It was still night time and she didn't want to sleep the day away just yet. Perhaps she would find someone to have some fun with.

She put on some boots and slipped her talisman into her purse before she went out the door. She remembered the day she received that, from the young witch. He helped her out of a tight spot with the Hunters and she [i]hated[/i] having a debt she couldn't repay with simple sexual favors. The boy would not be tempted by her, probably had his own incantation or something blocking her abilities. No matter, she doubted she would ever see the boy again.

She went out the door and took out her phone, searching for nearby places of interest. She decided on a bar that seemed to be a popular hot spot. She could use something light and fizzy in her to perk her up. She kept a careful watch behind her, less she be ambushed by Hunters. She really didn't want to toy with them right now.

It was that kind of night, though.