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...Thanks." Susanne muttered, her head hung so she didn't see the position she had turned Jacque to be in. She just slipped the straw in, before making rather strange noises with her mouth, like someone would do if trying to shout single vocal underwater. She then slipped the straw under a small line on the hood that was meant for drinking as well as her breathing. Starting to suck on the straw, she looked up at Jacque, not sure what to say... the awkward feeling started to fill the room as she just kept sucking slowly on the straw.

"So the first thing you usually do in houses is to try to get the girls drunk?" Susanne tried as half joke to break the ice. She wasn't going to say sorry... mostly because she wasn't so in the slightest.
The door to the living room opened slowly after a moment Jacque had said those words, as Krait looked at her, flipping a straw in between her fingers... seemed like whoever was keeping the house together knew who were arriving at the scene. "It is not THAT simple..." Krait said, almost spat out as she came back, dropping her body to the cough and creaking the wooden legs in the process.

"It's not about secrecy, alright? I get it, 'woo, mysterious figure, who could it be?' is b.s., and It's nothing like that." she started spewing out. "I'm not a goddamn batman, I'm a victim! It's about dignity...this, right here." she said, leaning forward as she rolled her finger around her own face as a clear sign. "This... this is not me. It's... It's..." she continued before her posture collapsed, her body leaning back to chair as she sighed. "Nevermind... just give me that bottle." she said, moving her hand straight forward with open palm to receive her cold treat.
"Yep." she said with a giggle, tossing the bottle back to Jacque, though her cheerful attitude went down the drain the moment he finished his next statement. "I'm fine! Thank you..." she shouted, holding the back of her hand in front of her mouth for a second. Even if he couldn't see the blush, from the stuttering clear of Kraits throat could be a strong sign of embarrassment. "...If you will excuse me a moment..." Krait said, standing up and taking quick steps to the kitchen with her arms crossed as she went to lean on the kitchen counter for a second, hanging her head and closing her eyes. She would just make herself a target by jumping like that... she just wasn't used to it, frankly a toss of a beer had been the most 'good' thing happened to her in years.

Giving underaged girls a drink. Even the idea of the irony in the situation made her smile enough for her to take few deep breaths, trying to force her head to get back to the living room.
Krait turned her head a little to the side as Jacque walked past her to the kitchen, but turned her head back, letting herself to get some shut eye, readjusting herself ever so slightly. As she then heard Jacque coming back, she didn't open her eyes before hearing him speak. Of course he couldn't know that, but the flying beer at her direction took Krait bit off guard and if it wasn't for her lap that beer would of landed if she hadn't caught it, it would of probably broken. Krait grabbed the bottle, checking on the etiquette to see it was alcohol, before looking back to Jacque.

"Uh... yeah, thanks." Krait said, bit dumbfounded as she wasn't exactly sure what to do with the bottle, since she exactly wasn't as skilled in popping off the caps as he apparently was, fiddling with bottle in her hands. She didn't want to even mention the fact she needed a straw for it. "That, and the jump." she continued, turning her head away from his look and back to the bottle. "The jet was probably going to crash anyway".
"Yeah, you'll do that." Susanne said, before taking the glass on her lips. She managed to get a mouthful into her from the glass before the 40% alcohol started to burn enough of her to spurt the entire mouthful to the bardesk, as she was left violently coughing for a moment, gasping for breath. Leaning to the bardesk, she almost felt like throwing up, but looking to her side, the open door to the back at least told Reggie wasn't there to see. She then went back to the bardesk and just decided to go with a soda.

After a drink, and some minor scavenging from the bardesk, Susanne then grabbed her shotgun, starting to check out rest of the room. Looking up at the stage, she couldn't even imagine what kind of people would pay their heads off to just see some skank shaking their ass ever so little at here. Turning away, Susanne then noticed the booth, that apparently worked the lighting and sound. Getting behind it, she noticed some CD's, but as she started going through them, Susanne saw that it was mostly some dance disco garbage, at least to her.
While others were mostly admiring the view of the building, or going to the beach, Krait went straight to the door and went inside the building. It was something she had never even thought she was going to see live, even less to live in. Walking past few rooms, she could notice an elevator with some sort of a scanner on it, probably for identification. Going to the living room, she then sat down to one of the chairs, lifting her legs on the coffee table, sighing deep as she rubbed her face. It had been one long day already, but thankfully it seemed like it was all casual time from this point on.
Looking down, she stepped off of the window, crouching down casually as she just kept looking their destination as it closed in. "I think I'll prefer it here for now! It's not like we're there in 30 seconds or so anyway!" Krait shouted. "But it was left to my turn, remember that!" she continued. Now she had the key of making someone do a dare for her, or have Leather hide telling truth. As the limo made the last turn, Krait hopped off the roof, making the hull shake a little as she landed to the ground at the same time the limo stopped moving.

The building didn't look like a base, but it sure didn't look anything second class either. It was a top notch, those kind of buildings you would imagine hollywood movie stars to be living in. Assumably the way to the actual base was inside, but if given casual time, from the outside it looked like Krait would prefer her time above the ground very much more so than underground.
"Hm?" Krait went, looking at John to see if he was serious? She was worried to death... but this seemed far less 'damaging' to her of what she had in mind someone would go with her on the dare. Her relief came in a sigh, as she then looked outside. "pfft, shouldn't be that hard. This is like testing my biggest strength instead of weakness." she just said, already climbing over Johns lap and reaching to the window, peaking out. They weren't on the city anymore, far from it. The plain sight was far more backside, plain green and forest going in distance. Looking further down to road, she was seeing signs to a beach, not too far ahead.

Then hopping off of Johns lap, she placed her legs to the sill, bending her body to get her hands on the roof. Adjusting her weight to her palms, she leaped inhumanly easy with a backflip from the windowsill and to the top of the car. Crouching on top of the limo roof now, she adjusted her bodyweight to her legs, making them weight enough for her not to fall from the speed of the limo, even if she had minor trouble getting up to a straight back position. Stepping ever so carefully, she went on top of the openable roof window so they could see her from there without everyone peaking outside one at a time. As they passed the treeline, Krait could suddenly see the wide beach opening in front of her eyes, a little house on the distance at the end of the road.

Looking at their destination, Krait then lifted her other leg, adjustig her weight on the leg supporting her as she got her arms straight to the side to adjust herself on the movement of the limo. "We might be there guys." Krait then said, just looking forward as other could see cracks forming to the roof window from the weight. "So how long am I supposed to be here?".
Well, Goblin said to one guy already that if he was interested, he should PM the app to Goblin. I would say the same, but it seems he hasn't been around for a while... hopefully he pops up anytime soon.

EDIT: Luckily, while I was chatting with Goblin about the RP, he did give me image, giving the tone of the beach house.

Krait was blushing heavily on the upcoming as she turned to see John. She knew what was coming already, hoping the limo would just stop right now, as she started tapping her knees. "...Y-yeah. As ready as I'll ever be." Krait said, not really ready for this now or never. She had been provoked to raise the stakes, but she still wasn't sure if this was something she could handle. She tried to make it sound that she wasn't backed in a corner, though it was rather weak attempt.
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