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Burning Rubber (Bee and kingkonrad)

Touching down on the outer perimeter of the compound, Ellie quickly packed up her parachute and put away her wingsuit. She didn't want to be burdened down by the extra drag and attention something like a parachute would bring. Creeping up along the wall, Ellie tried her absolute best NOT to look down. Sure, Ellie was no stranger to heights, but for some reason this was different. It was probably the men with guns literally feet away from her, it was probably the sharp drop to a rocky death below her, or maybe it was a man she had barely just met watching over her with a high powered rifle, who just so happened to be a criminal.

She was trying not to show it, but Ellie was incredibly nervous. Pressing up against the wall, she shimmied to the front entrance, where there were quite a high number of armed men with big guns in front. Fortunately, there was a brief hole in the wall where Ellie could take a glance of. Hoping that Mark had her back, she could see about a majority of the buildings in the compound. This was a good angle. Lucky landing, most likely.

Ellie looked at the people in front and backed away a bit, before speaking into her comms. "I see four buildings, and there's most likely a fifth one not too far away." Ellie looked up once again, "I don't think I can get in without some help, though. Unless you see something else."

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Athena had eventually taken the Jeep as far as it could go up the hill, before it was time for the not-as-long hike up to the rally point. The nice foliage of the forest surrounding the compound did more than enough to hide wherever she was shooting from. They were gonna do this guerilla style. Hopefully Mark packed the right kind of guns. Climbing up the hill, Athena kept low and steady, maintaining a pace that was slow enough not to disturb the foliage around her. The bag of weapons and whatnot hung on her back. There was probably enough ammunition between the two of them to do some serious damage.

Settling down on top of a hill, Athena had a clear view, and shot of the compound below them. Taking the bag off, she lied down and pulled out a Heckler and Koch G28 sniper rifle from the bag. Getting settled in, Athena turned to Ross. "I hope you can use a gun. It's about to get fishy." Turning back, Athena peered down the sight, looking for a perfect spot to begin the assault. She figured she should work her way from the top to the bottom. If the guards up top were taken out, then Ellie would have an easier time sneaking inside. Looking up, she found a sniper nest in the center of the compound.

"I'm gonna start picking people off. When you hear shooting, that's when you know we did our part."

Athena placed the crosshair on the sniper's head. Taking a deep breath, she squeezed the trigger and felt the sniper kick back against her shoulder. Watching the sniper's head explode in a red mist, Athena then moved her crosshair to the next highest guards. They were watching from atop a rooftop. There were two on the rooftop. She decided to let Ross pick off the rest on the rooftops, before she puled the trigger twice in the blink of an eye.

Let's just say that marksmanship was one of Athena's strongest suits.

Then came the shot to kick everything off. Who was going to be the lucky person? Athena put her sights on one person holding what she assumed to be a machine gun. Perfect. "You guys ready?" Athena asked, taking a few seconds for everyone to respond. Once she felt satisfied with what she had, she pulled the trigger.

"Okay, Ross, let's pick off as many people as we can before we move away!"

Rainbow Six: Siege - White Flame

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Rousing awake at the wee hours of the morning, Jane lied in her bed for a couple of minutes. It was nothing but the gray darkness, but Jane was still trying to process her new environment and the undertaking that had finally happened. Well, as much as she would've liked, nothing was going to get done from her bed, especially in a place like this where everyone was most likely up and at them already. Rolling out of bed, she quickly made her bed and proceeded to take care of her morning routine. A shower, freshening up, breakfast, and some time in the firing range were in order.

Jet lag was definitely present, but right now it was the least of Jane's concerns. There was a training exercise today, and that meant Jane had to be sharper than a blade to put on a good showing for the leader of Rainbow. Not like that would be a difficult feat to accomplish, anyway. It didn't take her long to get her shower and her breakfast consisting of tea and toast in, so most of her morning was going to be spent in the firing range. Checking out her signature MP5, she proceeded to a booth and got ready to fire some rounds down the range. Taking a deep breath, she hunched forward and held the MP5 out so that the sling was fully extended. The SAS training roots of the SDU was very evident when watching someone like Jane Feng operate. In a way, Jane was at a second home, but there was nothing like Hong Kong.

Two shots, then one. Two in center mass, and one in the head. The Mozambique Drill. That was the ideal shot to land. It was guaranteed to neutralize any tango that was unfortunate enough to be the recipient of it. However, it wasn't going to happen most of the time, but it was good practice. Jane spent the rest of the time in the range swapping through drills and patterns. It was a great way to sharpen her skills despite most of these drills not being applicable in the real world. As a matter of fact, the Asian operator had lost track of time, and before she knew it, she was five minutes over the call time. Damn it. Not a good thing to do on the first day with this unit. Fortunately, she wasn't too far from the armory, which was a short distance away from where she was currently.

Unloading her MP5, she exchanged it for a version more suitable to handle training rounds, as well her Glock and her Welrod. There wasn't enough time for her to get fully dressed in her BDU. Thus, she scooped up a Kevlar vest, some gloves, and some kneepads and made her way to the training grounds. Hopefully she wasn't too late. But knowing the nature of special forces like this, she probably was late. Not a good start at all.

Much to her delight, though, there were still operators making their way to the rendezvous as she arrived. Settling down, Jane took a moment to double check her weapons. They were all loaded with the appropriate rounds. Her special Welrod had been outfitted with a round that had a lesser version of the poison. It was going to fuck someone up, but after some rest and some water they'd be just fine in a few hours. Looking around, she had noticed that there was another Asian female. Looking a bit closer, she came to the realization that this wasn't just any Asian female.

It was Ella Tam. The third female to make it past the SDU selection progress. So the SDU had decided to send all of their females here, hm? Well, she was a good operator, Jane didn't see a reason for her not to be here. They'd never worked together directly, but if she was here then she must have been good. She wanted to introduce herself. Walking over to the girl, she noticed that there was another woman there. Oh no. This was going to create an awkward situation. Finding an appropriate in to the conversation, Jane made her presence known and introduced herself to the conversing girls.

"Hi there, I'm Jane, but you can call me Trojan." Reaching a hand out to greet the ladies, Jane then turned to the fellow SDU operator. "I didn't know the SDU decided to send you out as well. I wasn't told that there was going to be more than one of us here. It's great that there's more of us here, though."

Rainbow Six: Siege - White Flame

Jane "Trojan" Feng

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Name
Jane Feng

Operator Alias
Trojan

Age
31

Gender
Female

Nationality
Chinese

Birth-date / Location
5/14/1987, Hong Kong, China

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Special Forces Group
Hong Kong Special Duties Unit

Psych Profile
Jane is an assertive and stubborn individual, to say the least. She tries not to get into conflicts, but when she does, she makes sure that everyone knows what her will is. It was a key component to her prospering and thriving in the environments the SDU are typically involved in.

Jane is a very cool headed. Even in heated situations, she tries not to lose her cool and instead take everything one step at a time. Composure is the key to survival, and she holds that belief very close to heart. She doesn't back down from anything, though. Jane will find a way to get the advantage she needs to accomplish her objective.

Off the field, Jane is typically found tinkering with her weapons and honing her accuracy with various weapons. Practice makes perfect.

Relationships
N/A, as she is new to Rainbow.

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Stance in Combat
Attacker > Defender. Jane's gadget makes her much more effective in offensive roles rather than defensive roles.

Operator Equipment
Heckler and Koch MP5 Navy - Primary
Heckler and Koch G36C - Primary
Remington 870 - Primary
Glock 17 - Secondary
Welrod - Gadget

M87 Stun Grenade - Primary Equipment
M67 Fragmentation Grenade - Primary Equipment
M18 Smoke Grenade - Secondary Equipment
Breaching Charge - Secondary Equipment

Operator Ability
The Trojan Horse is a modified Welrod pistol suited to fire special rounds tipped with a special chemical substance that gives a very brief sensation of increased strength and awareness before wearing off and severely hindering the victim's ability in combat. It has a maximum effective range of 15 meters because of the special weapon that is needed to use it. As a result, the Trojan Horse is only suitable in close quarters.

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Biography
Born in Hong Kong, Jane's family was unfortunate enough to be located in the Walled City while it was still in existence. As a result, crime was a frequent occurrence in the slums of Hong Kong. Sometimes, even Jane's family would fall victim to a crime every once in a while. Sometimes it'd be a mugging, robbery, or just plain assault.

It wasn't until 1993 when the Hong Kong government decided to evict everyone from the Walled City, resulting in everyone having to find other places to live. Jane's family was fortunate enough to find themselves in the mainland, but it still wasn't much better than the Walled City. Crime was still rampant in this area as well, which was quite the issue when it came to Jane and her sister's safety. Jane knew she wanted to be a part of Law Enforcement after bearing witness to a countless number of crimes.

As she proceeded through the Hong Kong educational system, Jane received above average marks. But that didn't really matter. As soon as Jane had graduated from secondary school, she was off to the Hong Kong Police Academy. Completing her required training, Jane spent some time walking the beat and being a regular police officer on the Hong Kong streets. It wasn't a very note-worthy experience and it definitely wasn't what Jane wanted to be doing for the rest of her life. She felt as if she was destined to more, as if she was capable of more than just this.

That lead her to applying for the Hong Kong Special Duties Unit. It was the only logical direction for her career to go. At the time, though, there had only been one female that had managed to pass the incredibly rigorous selection process. That woman was no longer with the SDU, but instead had moved onto higher things. Jane would eventually become the second female to ever pass the SDU selection process, and be appointed to the Special Duties Unit.

During her time in the Special Duties Unit, she was found to be incredibly adept in close quarters situation. Her smaller stature and size made it easier for her to maneuver through the tight buildings of Hong Kong. Most of her operations had a positive result, most often ending with the targets being neutralized and saving whatever needed to be saved. Land, sea, air, she could do it. Her time with the SDU was much more fulfilling than with the HKPD, but it still wasn't enough to satiate the incredibly ambitious officer.

With news of the Vegas Incident wiping out of two SDU operators, along with numerous others, Jane was called up to her superiors, where she was selected to replace the SDU operator. She would be take a spot on the counter terrorism unit known as Team Rainbow, where she accepted the opportunity in a heartbeat.

Training and Experience
Hong Kong Special Duties Unit
4 years - HKPD
8 years - SDU

Family
Ronald Feng - Alive
Donna Feng - Deceased
Regina Feng - Alive

Theme Song

Underrated and Overrated Video Games

honest to god I was about to put horizon: zero dawn as an overrated game. it didn't really grab me at first but I still kept pushing on despite me being bored with it at first. after taking the time to sit down and pound out the rest of the game in one sitting I fell in love with it. that game really does deserve all the praise it gets. everything is fantastic, besides the fast traveling system (it's really hard for me to find rich meat, okay?). the story really roped me in at the halfway point and I could not put the game down when I was actually able to trudge through the story. I did play on "normal difficulty", but I ended up spending an hour battling a rockbreaker not too long ago. overall, it's a super good game that deserves an even better sequel.

also, another underrated game is need for speed: payback. yeah, it's an EA game, but it's a LOT of fun despite what people say about it. the lootbox problem is more than exaggerated in this game. it is entirely possible for you to make your car super duper fast if you know how to use the trade-in system and have a little patience. does it have its flaws? yes, it does. there's the blatant rubberbanding on hard mode (but let's be honest, most, if not all racing games have rubberbanding on harder difficulties). there is also the lack of fun police chases and the shoehorning of point-to-point routes even for the most menial of tasks (the game literally has you race through checkpoints just to take your character home). but, the game is still really fun and does its job as an arcade racer very nicely. no fancy gimmicks, no bullshit, just you, your car, and the other car(s). nobody plays racing games for their story, so I pushed their thinly-veiled and rather poor attempt at being like fast and furious aside and just enjoyed the game for what it was. it suffers from the same problem as mass effect: andromeda, only this time the game lasted longer. I'm excited to see what the next need for speed installment will be like, and hopefully it'll be much better the next time around.

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Alec

▲ RUSH

Alec Sloane

╟ 27 || American || Male ╢

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Alec had come into the Coalition under mysterious circumstances. As in he just one day showed up and never left. He quickly embraced his role as a "harasser". Typically he's seen as a very laid back man, often choosing to cut corners on pretty much every task he does as a part of his sped-up lifestyle. He is usually seen lounging about on a seat of some sorts. Alec lives life at a fast pace, very rarely does he ever slow down for anyone or anything.

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A B I L I T I E S
Super Speed is the name of his game. The way his rendition of the ability works allows him to effectively penetrate enemy lines from a variety of angles. Whether it'd be from the flank or right through the line, he can do it all. Just don't let anyone touch him while he's on his way.

• Charge - This is one of Alec's most utilized abilities. If he manages to reach a speed of 200 miles per hour, he is able to smash through targets for a length ranging from 25-50 meters. It is heavily dependent on his momentum, and requires him to be untouched so that he is able to achieve said speed. The ability is typically used on smaller, squishier targets such as humanoids or crates of wood. However, rumor has it that if he is able to sustain his top speed of approximately 295 mph for a significant amount of time, he is able to make quite the dent in the most... impenetrable of targets.
• Blitz - This ability allows Alec to jump a distance equivalent to the width of 136 feet. He does require a little bit of distance beforehand to charge. Once the conditions are satisfied, he can be seen soaring through the air. In some occasions the ability can be used twice in a row, depending on the severity of the situation.
• The Anklebreaker - Named for what usually results from its use, this ability has Alec shifting to a distance of, at the most, 10 meters in any direction he so desires.

C O M B A T
Alec is not ideal for head-on combat. He may be quick, but he is very susceptible to attacks. He prefers to engage with his opponents in isolation, or with the heavy utilization of his lightning-fast lateral movement. Typically in more large-scale engagements he tends to be the one that goes behind enemy lines, often flanking them and utilizing his abilities to knock out as many as he can before they shift their focus to him.

He requires a lot of distraction in order to be fully effective, as any attack, especially those with a concussive nature can knock him off of his track and render him ineffective for a substantial amount of time. Typically he stays toward the back of the pack, utilizing his squadmates to protect himself. On the other hand, he also breaks away from the pack during head-on engagements to find a way to flank.

His style of combat relies heavily on him staying busy and light on his toes. He uses a combination of Wing Chun and Pencak Silat (the martial art depicted here and here) to effectively engage his enemies with his speed. He typically has two karambits to speed things up a little bit, but just in case things get a little tight he have two fully automatic Glock 18s. He very rarely spends more than 10-15 seconds engaging with your run-of-the-mill mook. He is typically at his weakest at a farther range, but becomes more and more effective as he gets closer.

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L O O K S & S T Y L E
Alec possesses an athletic build, standing at 5'11.5" or so. However, he does lean on the lighter side of a typical weight for his height, and that is in order to have as much speed as possible maintaining physiological balance. As much as people would like to think, he doesn't focus on his legs during weight training. He maintains his signature buzz cut, getting it trimmed weekly as he has no time for the constant maintenance a longer hairstyle would require. Alec also insists on not having earrings, tattoos, or anything of that sort. However, this is based heavily on the basis that he "can't fucking handle [needles]".

His operation wear consists of a uniform heavily reminiscent of Marvel's beloved Deadpool. It is nearly identical, down to the colors and everything like that. However, he opts to not wear a mask since he wants to maintain his peripheral vision. He tried that mask shit once and he got blindsided by some dumbass mook who had ended up meeting 18 rounds of 9x19mm. He has a chest rig that is custom tailored by the Coalition so that he is able to access it and deploy it in a very smooth, and efficient movement. The tailoring of that rig required a long, tedious process of countless experiments to find the position that resulted in the least time from being neutral to being deployed.

Outside of operation, he is seen wearing a lot of clothing of the athletic variant. Like always, he doesn't have time to figure out a suave looking outfit (although if he needs to do so he is more than capable of making it happen). He fucks with Nike the most, but he'll wear anything from Under Armour to some cheapass brand he found at a discount store.

P E R S O N A L I T Y T R A I T S

• Ambitious when it comes to being a hero, because it's the one thing he feels he has going for him.
• Lazy when it comes to literally everything else because he has no desire to put in the time for it.
• Expressive
• Fearless
• Sharp
• Consistently cuts corners to speed up processes
• Finds comfort in being on his phone

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L O V E D O N E S
Carter Sloane - Father, 49, died when Alec was a little boy as an unfortunate side effect of gang warfare. As a result, Alec does not recall much about him other than that he liked laughing and St. Louis style ribs a lot.
Tamara Sloane - Mother, 48, currently works at an RN at the Detroit General Hospital. Alec talks to her as much as he can, because he's a mama's boy.
Luke Sloane - Brother, 25, plays as a wide receiver for the Miami Dolphins. Alec talks to him once in a blue moon.
Natalie Sloane - Sister, 21, currently attends the University of Washington. Major is Medicine.

Y O U R L I F E S O F A R

• Born in Detroit, Michigan to Carter and Tamara.
• Dad is killed in a gang-related shootout.
• Excelled as a track and field athlete, earning him a scholarship to Texas A&M.
• Leaves Texas A&M as a result of an amalgamation of different factors, including his "powers".
• Joined the Coalition somehow.

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^{Collab with: @Bee@Kitty@Silver Carrot}

_{Featuring: Camille 'Surprise Bitch!' Winters , Panda 'Just Here For the Ride' Spencer , and Marina 'Druggy Poppins' Dover}

The Night of Nastiness hadn’t come to a stop just yet. Just because Camille and and Panda stopped dancing and getting their freak on didn’t mean that they were done having fun and partying the way that they wanted to do. So what if people judged them? Wasn’t like most of them were going to remember what happened today anyway. Whatever happens on the Yacht, stays on the Yacht.

Camille was once again at the bar, looking at her dance partner as she took a deep breath. ”I think I’m done with dancing for now. Aren’t you?”

Panda nodded, panting. She was resting against the bar, holding a cocktail glass full of ice, mint leaves and a chewed straw, but no longer any alcohol. ”I’m definitely done with dancing for a least the next hour. God, I’m really out of shape! How is everyone else still going?”

Camille shrugged, ”They weren’t dancing as hard as we were. That’s how.”
Thot Mode had been engaged long ago, and that tended to tire people out quickly. Didn’t matter though, at least they had fun. ”So.. I don’t suppose you don’t have any other ideas for things to do?”

The party for Marina was just getting started, drugs already pumping through her veins and alcohol being downed like it was water. This was the Aussie’s favorite way to spend any night, the only thing to make it better would be to have a good, old, classic orgy - or maybe something like a foursome or threesome would work too.

From her spot on a guy’s lap, his hands roaming her body as he sloppily and drunkenly made out with her neck, she surveyed the boat and dance floor looking for her prey for the night. When her eyes locked on two vulgar dancing females she knew exactly what her plans for the night were. Watching them Marina awaited the perfect opportunity to strike, letting the boy enjoy himself in the meantime as she planned her approach. When she saw them leave the dance floor and head for the bar, Marina knew it was time.

Climbing off the boy gracefully, she grabbed her purse and before he could say anything in protest she shoved a pill in his mouth. “ This will bring you more fun than I would. Besides. I have others to enjoy my time with, you weren’t really doing it for me.” Patting his head, she turned on her heel and made her way to the bar in time to hear one of her prey ask the other what they should do. Well if it wasn’t the perfect time for her entrance then she didn’t know what was.

Stepping up next to the two girls Marina smiled flirtatiously and opened her purse pulling out a small baggie with some drugs in it. “I could offer a few ideas if you two would be in.”

Camille watched a rather sketchy looking girl walk up to them with a weird smile on her face. She sat back and watched what she was doing before drugs were pulled out of that magic purse of hers. The expression on Camille’s face was priceless as she realized what was inside that baggie. First off, where did she manage to get these things? How? Why? But, Camille thought about it for a second. It wasn’t that bad of an idea.

”Uh.. what’s in there?”

Panda turned and looked at Camille with an amused grin. ”What do you think’s in there, Camille? The rest of the night is in that bag! I for one am down for any number of ideas if you wanna offer them.” she said, turning back to Marina. She was checking this drug-laden saviour out, and in her drunk state, probably wasn’t being particularly subtle about it. The tanned Aussie was pretty cute, and had a toned surfer bod that ticked a fair few boxes for the scene girl.

Camille looked at Panda and then back at the bag to think about what exactly would come if they consumed the content of the baggie. On one hand, they could have a very good night, but on the other hand, all three of them could’ve just died there and then. Eh fuck it. It couldn’t have been that bad if the Aussie was standing there showing the bag off to them. ”Y’know what? Let’s do it. Gimme some of that.”

Looking to the pinkette Marina winked as she noticed her obviously checking her out, the surfer had already checked the two out more subtly and was pleased with what she saw. A grin spread on her face as the two decided to join her for a drug filled adventure that night. “Not here cutie. With people all around us it could get a bit messy trying to do it here. I was thinking we can go sit down in the little sitting area or maybe we could go to one of the rooms. You know, let things get a bit more adventurous if we feel up to it.”

The drug consumer-to-be looked back at the dance floor and nodded in agreement with the Aussie. She got up from her seat and gestured, ”I have an idea. There’s a room upstairs that I think is made just for stuff like this.”

Panda looked away when she got winked at, suddenly feeling self-conscious. What if people saw that? Shit, maybe they put it together with the dancing and know? She followed the conversation of the other two, smiled and nodded. ”I definitely think we should go somewhere private before we go any further, yes. I’ll follow your lead.”

“I know exactly what room you are talking about.” Marina had previously scoped out the whole boat and all its rooms to ensure she knew of optimal places for hookups tonight. She has a decent idea of which room the blonde girl meant but she feigned the confidence of knowing it fully. Confidence was key in getting what you wanted from people.

Slipping the bag of drugs back into her purse Marina turned to walk before looking back over her shoulder at the two. “Well beautiful. Care to show the way?” She didn’t care if her flirting was over obvious, it was who she was and she had mastered it. Well not like the shark had mastered flirting. Shauna was on a different level and Marina was okay with admitting it. The shark’s style was one she had learned a few moves from, both in and out of the bedroom. If these girls were lucky enough they’d get to experience both.

Camille had continued to walk along, traveling out the stuffy dance room, past the cloud of vanilla, and up to the upper deck. There were apparently a group of ladies that had lost their clothes, based on the commotion inside the game room. Camille shrugged and continued to where she believed the private room was. Arriving at the front door, Camille cracked the door open just to peer inside and double check that no dirty teenagers were having some awful sex.

The coast was clear, and Camille beckoned for them to come inside.

Panda quickly followed Camille inside, and now she was out of the public eye and no longer worried about accidentally outing herself, her confidence grew tenfold. Plus, she had a genuine, childlike excitement about doing drugs in a locked room with two other intoxicated bisexuals and what may follow that. She turned to Marina, grinning. ”Alright, let’s empty the bag onto the bed and see what we’ve got!”

Marina sauntered into the room and to the bed. Removing the purse from her shoulder, opening it she dumped the belongings onto the bed. Out came two baggies of different powdered drugs - heroin and cocaine -, a baggie of meth, a baggie of a mixture of pills, a lighter, a few needles, a spoon, and an elastic tourniquet. She had all the good stuff and more. She never shared or reused needles, so she had only new ones and they were covered for safety of course. To others it may seem like a lot but to Marina it was perfect. She already had a small mix in her veins that she did before coming to the party. “Take your pick cuties. All of this is available for a night of fun for us.”

”Okay… I don’t even wanna know where you got all this. Camille picked up a baggie of what she assumed to be cocaine, ”Alright… who’s gonna let me snort this shit off them? She held it up, before opening it and looking into it. She felt like Scarface with all this cocaine. They were in for a wild night.

Putting the other stuff back in her purse Marina threw it off to the side and plopped down on the bed. “What pozzy you want me in babe? Also fully clothed, knickers, or nude?” Her Australian slang slipped through as she asked the blonde how she wanted to do the deed.

”Let’s just go nude. Fuck it, dude.” Camille’s lips split into a smile as she dug around for a card shaped object to cut some lines. Just like in the movies. ”You’re gonna have to help me, though. I don’t know how to cut it up properly.”

”Yeah, I don’t know anything about how to do drugs. I’ve only ever done this once before and surprise surprise, I don’t remember it. I’ll be following your lead, Marina.” Replied Panda. She saw that Camille was looking for something to cut the coke with, and pulled out a small pile of debit cards from her back pocket, picking out one she didn’t mind possibly getting damaged to give to Camille, She selected one, and handed it to her.

The surfer sat up and stripped down, making a show of it. Once her clothes and lacy knickers were in a pile in the corner Marina leaned back, fully confident with how her body looked as she rested on her elbows and smiled at the girls. She reached over and plucked the cocaine and debit card out of Camille’s hands and skillfully made a few lines on her abdomen before setting the bag and card to the side. “So who wants to go first?”

”Dibs.” Camille bent down looked at the neatly cut lines. One nostril plugged, right? The girl snorted the lines all at once. She didn’t even hesitate before moving onto the the next line. It was like she’d done this before, even if she hadn’t. Upon finishing the line, she stood up straight and sniffed a bit more. ”Oh fuck. Ooooooooooooooh fuck.”

Camille felt good. So good, that she actually took her shirt off and plucked the baggie out of Marina’s hands and started to make lines on her own belly. ”Who’s next?”

Panda raised her hand and chuckled. ”I’ll go next, and then Marina can snort some off me.” she suggested, before kneeling down to Camille’s level, plugging one nostril, and snorting the first line with the other. She had to stop, exhale deeply, and take a few seconds before she snorted the second line with the other nostril. She repeated this until all the lines were done. ”Shit! It’s like my blood’s turned into fire!” she yelled with wild eyes and a large grin, as she stood back up and began to take off her own dress. She kept her bra on, though. The night wasn’t quite there yet.

Panda was skinny, though not anorexic or unhealthily thin or anything. She was just...skinny. Her skin was also very pale, though with her white face makeup, it looked more tanned than usual. She began to make lines on her own stomach, with her own debit card.

Watching Camille not even hesitate as she snorted all the lines at once was impressive and a turn on. For the girl’s first time she had done a damn good job. “Damn that was hot.” Marina sat up and watched as Camille stripped off her shirt and then Panda did the lines off of her. It was an attractive sight to her, the beach beauty biting her lip as she watched the two her mind thinking of all the things she could do with these girls. When it was finally her turn she approached Panda and leaned over the girl snorting the lines quickly and expertly. After snorting them she slowly and sensually used her tongue to get the last of the residue, winking at the pinkette when she was done. Sitting back she rubbed her tongue on her gums.

Camille grinned and after the cocaine was done, she decided to up the ante a significant amount. She was in her underwear. That wasn’t going to be the case for long. Not after the cocaine made its way through Camille’s system. Nothing was off limits for them now. She starting to wiggle her panties off slowly. ”Let’s get a little more risque, shall we?”

What happened afterwards had made Camille and Panda’s shenanigans earlier look like bible camp. Not even Jesus could make what had just occurred even remotely pure.

To put it simply, that was the most wild night of Camille’s life. A simple dance with her best friend Panda had turned into so much more, and now things had been done that Camille hadn’t ever dreamed that she would ever do right now. Camille lied on the bed, breathing heavily and winding down from her cocaine (and most likely other substances) high. They were right. Cocaine is one hell of a drug.

Chuckling, Camille took a deep breath and turned toward the ladies that accompanied her. ”We should do this again sometime, ladies.” She laughed, sitting up and looking at the mess they had created. Clothes were everywhere, and Camille was pretty sure that nobody wanted to leave right now.

”That was fun.”
The two had made for one enjoyable time, she had picked correctly amongst the crowd of teenagers for the night. But would she hook up with them again? Maybe, maybe not. Marina didn’t let a few people tie her down or hold up most of her time when it came to hookups. She enjoyed bouncing around from person to person, which also meant not sticking around afterwards. Pushing herself out of the bed and grabbing her clothing, putting each piece on as she did, Marina got ready to go hit the end of the party. Probably smoke a joint or two while she was at it. “I had fun, but there is more fun to be had. See you two around” The aussie waved at the two with a wink and threw her purse over her shoulder, swiftly exiting the room.

Panda stretched, and stood up. ”I should get back down there too. I’m really, really thirsty. On an unrelated note, I also need to drink some water.” The skinny emo girl chuckled and headed out the door. ”If you ever wanna call me, you know my number,” she slurred to Camille in parting, forgetting that she in fact did not give Camile her number.

The Political Thread

Just because a customer doesn't English good doesn't mean they deserve any less service than any other person who English better.

It's honestly ridiculous that you feel entitled that customers have to put in "effort" for you to assist them. They're trying to get assistance from you but according to the story you cut them off before they even got an attempt to put in whatever necessary "effort" you require from them for you to do your job.

The point of customer service is to assist the customer and help them with whatever it is they need help with. You're just bad at your job, honestly. Treating a customer like that on such a basis is simply inexcusable.

You live in America, the country literally founded by immigrants. You're going to encounter people who don't speak English very well for a long time. If you can't handle that, then there won't be very many suitable jobs, if any at all, for you.