Let the Beast Out (Jester)

[Damien Kross, Jester]

"Hmhmhmhmhm." I giggled, loving her responce. "Mm, kitten has claws. Well, maybe you aren't boiling yet... But it will all come in due time... I just have to find a way to get to you, that's all." I crossed my arms. "Normally, I'd just rape you... but I fear that doing so would infect me with some incurable affliction... or the Plague."

I shrugged, losing patience with the situation... Nothing more really needed to be said. She knew where we stood, I had reduced Damien to rubble inside of me, and I had experienced some good laughs... Mission accomplished.

"Well Kate, I'm sure you're a busy girl, turning tricks and all, so I'll let you be on your merry way."

[Kate]

Kate almost scowled, but managed to keep her face normal. She'd bet that Jester had more diseases than her... considering the blonde didn't have a single one. Always with the condoms... and the only thing she had gotten... was being pregnant. Oooh boy, that was a bad one to start thinking about. She could say a million things here... but she wasn't going to. He probably had that recorder still. One day Kate would smash it, and burn everything he had. That sounded about right.

She laughed though. Kate McHallin turning tricks? That was funny. He would know better, if he had been trapped so long in Damien's body. She was a different girl, but certain things hadn't changed in the least bit.

"Try and rape me, and I just might have to kill you."

Her voice was ice. Damien or no, she wouldn't be raped a second time. In fact, she would rather kill herself first. And if Damien couldn't live with that? Too damn bad. There were some lines that were made in concrete. Crossing them would end badly...

"Oh and Jester? I'm running the Reapers for now. Do be a good boy and report in on Saturday. Toodles."

Yeah, she'd leave him with that. Mathew had talked to her the other day. She was running the show, and while she wasn't going to be a bitch about it... it'd be nice to see his reaction.