~*.A place of employment for your enjoyment.*~


THE STORY


The town of Huwayda used to be a small, quaint mountain village…that is, until this ‘enjoyable’ establishment came to town.

The Basma Club and Casino, affectionately dubbed the ‘Clusino,’ brought with it many seedy underground businesses and practices, and the once-tiny town flourished into a crowded, bustling metropolis. Newly-formed gangs ran amok, doing as they pleased. The power struggle over who would try and monopolize the Clusino’s income was vicious…though, the original owner of the Clusino was never able to be brought down by the power of any town gang.

The owner, a rich noble from a lavish, faraway port town, was feared among the people. When asked, however, these people couldn’t say why they feared him, exactly—only that they sensed something ‘peculiar’ about him.

The only plus about the Clusino is that it brought work. Less fortunate Huwaydans flocked to it, seeking decent-paying jobs and fair working conditions. Which, for the most part, it provided…

It was also a place where the ‘weirdos’ and ‘rejects’ of society gathered. People with strange powers…mutations…quirks…mannerisms…even non-humans. They flocked to this place.

It was sure to be a bumpy ride…


RULES


1) No text-talk. Be literate. Please and thank you.
2) No god-modding.
3) No cybering! Romance is allowed, though, and encouraged. Any type of relationship is allowed (adult/adult, adult/teen, adult/child, human/non-human) as long as you’re appropriate. If you have a situation where you feel like you’d like to cyber, say you’re taking it somewhere else, like to e-mails or IMs, and do so.
4) Follow Mene’s rules as well as mine.
5) PM your character profile (s) to me before you post anything at all. Use the skeleton provided after these rules and include a picture.
6) You may play as an employee or a customer. An employee could be many things: waiter/waitress, exotic dancer, etc.
7) The Clusino includes a hotel. Customers may stay overnight there. Employees may stay overnight there only if they are homeless and have nowhere else to go.
8) Non-humans are allowed. But just because you’re a non-human doesn’t mean you’re invincible or above the rules.
9) Be courteous. Though, your character may curse—this isn’t a playpen, and we are not five year-olds.
10) Have fun!


CHARACTER SKELETON


I Go By… : (First, Middle, and Last Names)
Who Is That Lovely Devil? : (Picture and Short Physical Description)
Identity Crisis! : (Name Of Role-Player and Text Color)
This Many Candles… : (Age and Birthday)
I Am A/An… : (Type of Employee/Customer and Race)
In My Pants! : (Gender)
In Their Pants! : (Sexual Orientation)
Lemme Give It To Ya Straight… : (Reason For Employment/Visit To The Clusino)
Armed And Dangerous! : (Weapons/Methods Of Defense)
I’ve Got A Weakness For… : (Weaknesses/Illnesses)
So Much Talent! : (Talents/Specialties)
Autobiography! : (Short Biography)


Use this to make your character profile. Then PM it to me.


Have fun. :boogie:

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OWNER:


I Go By… : Rasputin ‘Razz’ Cocoa Jamshed

Who Is That Lovely Devil? :

Short and somewhat petite, but with muscle in the chest and arms. Has light blue eyes and messy blonde hair, slightly spiky. Often wears peculiar, old, vintage clothing.

Identity Crisis! : Mira-Charma13, Cyan

This Many Candles… : Seventeen, June 20th

I Am A/An… : Owner Of Basma Clusino, Half-Elf Half-Demon

In My Pants! : Male

In Their Pants! : Bi-curious

Lemme Give It To Ya Straight… : Wanted to create a place that would boost the economy wherever it was built and where the employees were more like a family than a workforce.

Armed And Dangerous! : Double Halberds, Water Magic

I’ve Got A Weakness For… : He is known to faint when the temperature inside or outside is too high.

So Much Talent! : Birds flock to him on their own, for some reason. Can play the piano.

Autobiography! : Rasputin is an Elven noble from a faraway port town. In that town, he was sheltered and kept away from society. He was also, unbeknownst to his oblivious parents, abused both physically and sexually by the person they hired as his butler. At the age of ten, his parents walked into his room to find their child covered in blood, and the body of the butler hanging from the ceiling. His Demonic side had come out while the butler was attempting to harm him, and he had lost control, ripping the man apart. Rasputin fled from home when his parents tried to call the police on him. He eventually wound up in Huwayda where he spent the rest of his childhood dreaming of an ideal workplace…and the Basma Clusino was born. Despite his gory childhood, Rasputin is a very friendly young man with a big heart and big dreams. He loves birds, especially kookaburras, and is obsessed with chocolate milk. He can be a little strange at times…

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EMPLOYEES:


I Go By… : Viktor Simon Skelter

Who Is That Lovely Devil? :

Tall and muscular. Quite pale, with long, jet-black hair usually tied in two ponytails down his back and dark green eyes. Adores long furry coats.

Identity Crisis! : Mira-Charma13, Dark Green

This Many Candles… : Nineteen, June 6th

I Am A/An… : Exotic Dancer, Vampire

In My Pants! : Male

In Their Pants! : Bisexual, leans more towards men

Lemme Give It To Ya Straight… : Ran away from home. Nowhere to go and needed the money.

Armed And Dangerous! : Large Broadsword, Psychic Abilities

I’ve Got A Weakness For… : Is afraid of his own emotions—opening up and being hurt.

So Much Talent! : Is very manipulative. Uses his looks to get what he wants. Is a talented thief and a lady (and gentleman) killer.

Autobiography! : Viktor ran away from an abusive home, and a very abusive father, when he was eight. With no money to his name and nowhere to go, Viktor ended up on the streets. The streets were not kind to him. He was beaten up and raped more times than anyone could count. He eventually found himself in Huwayda , where he decided to make a living as an ‘entertainer’ and sold himself off to people for the night. When the Clusino came into town, he immediately applied for a position as an exotic dancer and ‘entertainer,’ and he has been there ever since. Viktor is a very blunt, sarcastic man with a very dirty mind and an even dirtier sense of humor. He lives to have fun. He rarely ever opens himself up emotionally, though he certainly opens himself up in other ways quite often. He has a strange affinity for long furry coats and loves to eat.

Originally Posted by Arcturus Sinclair

I Go By… : Cadence David Kyrell

Who Is That Lovely Devil? :

Cadence normally wears black when not dancing and his hair is always down. Has dark green eyes.

Identity Crisis! : Arcturus Sinclair Green

This Many Candles… : July 26th, 19

I Am A/An… : Exotic Dancer, Vampire

In My Pants! : Male

In Their Pants! : Bisexual

Lemme Give It To Ya Straight… : Ran away from home, needed money.

Armed And Dangerous! : Mental powers, bite.

I’ve Got A Weakness For… : Has trouble with emotions, also any mention of his sister.

So Much Talent! : Is very manipulative, and can feel peoples emotions and uses that.

Autobiography! : "Ah, so you're interested about my life. Well, I'm sorry to say it's not a happy story. For as long as I can remember I was abused by my father. But when I was around...nine, I believe, I started fighting back. It was the only thing I could do. My mother never did anything to try to help me. When I was thirteen and my older sister Risa was fifteen, I convinced her to leave home. We lived on the street for about a year. Until we were attacked by two men. She...was raped and killed in front of me. I was being raped as it happened. I still relive that day in my nightmares. But I ended up here a few years later. After dancing in strip clubs, slowly losing all of the way I had been. One day I was sitting on the curb after my shift, and the next thing I remember is standing in the middle of the street and a car swerving to avoid me. Someone must have called the cops and they brought me to a mental institute.. And now I've been diagnosed with all these different mental issues. I broke out of there fairly quickly. And met a man, whose name escapes me. He bit me and turned me into a vampire. And that's how I ended up what I am. Happy ending, ain't it?" Cadence is creepy, arrogant, and quite blunt--he tends not to think before he speaks. Treats people coldly at first but slowly opens up as he warms up to them.

Originally Posted by Crimson_Hold the Lemon

I Go By… : Lola "Happy" Krystal Hephaestus.

Who Is That Lovely Devil? :

She is referred to as Happy because she as a scar beginning from the left edge of her lip and extending into a sick grin.

Identity Crisis! : Crimson_Hold the Lemon

This Many Candles… : 23 February 7, 1985

I Am A/An… : Exotic Dancer? o 3o; Vampire

In My Pants! : Female

In Their Pants! : Bi-sexual. She loves her women.

Lemme Give It To Ya Straight… : Lola had often been told she had an amazing body, and she did love to dance. So why not display both at once and get paid for it? She was told that the pay was good, and the company was better, so it was only a natural reaction for Lola to jump right in headfirst.

Armed And Dangerous! : N/A Lola uses her hands and Street methods

I’ve Got A Weakness For… : Attention. She loves attention, aggression and things of the like.

So Much Talent! : Manipulation. Lola often uses her body to get what she wants, but when this doesn't work, she has minor talents in influencing others.

Autobiography! : Lola's history is clouded in mystery. No one knows much about her past, although she does often make mention of a woman named 'Delilah', who she presumes is dead. Lola loves music and dance of all kind. And she loves it when people pay attention to her. She loves to be hit on, and she loves to flirt, and though that means that some people consider her as a whore, Lola doesn't just run around and sleep with any man or woman she meets.

Originally Posted by April

I Go By… : Ninufa Lel Mauricci, but you may call me "Nina".

Who Is That Lovely Devil? :

Beautiful, curvaceous, and standing short at only 5'4, Nina loves wearing high-heels and showy dresses wherever she goes. Aside from her black hostess uniform she is never seen wearing any outfit twice, however she will mix and match.

Identity Crisis! : April. ; DarkOrchid.

This Many Candles… : 1,149 since she first started counting but her true age is long forgotten. She has since used the number 21 when asked by others.

I Am A/An… : Bartender/Hostess. ; Poltergeist.

In My Pants! : Female.

In Their Pants! : Bisexual.

Lemme Give It To Ya Straight… : Booze. And lots of it, as payment for working there. As for money? The Clusino is a great place to pickpocket poor unfortunate souls. If a good customer comes in, of course she leaves them be. But if an especially rich one skimps out on paying up, she takes double the amount, giving Razz what was owed and keeping the extra for herself. Fair deal, yeah?

Armed And Dangerous! : Nina can use almost anything with an edge or a point as a weapon, but escape by deception is always her preferred method of self-preservation.

I’ve Got A Weakness For… : Liver and any kind of animal cruelty. Not only does liver itself taste bad but all that protein is like deadly poison to a Poltergeist. Humans that feared her kind became aware of this, and attempted to wipe them out by killing hundreds of thousands of Earth's great creatures for just their livers. Ironically, if it weren't for humans and their wine Poltergeists would not have been able to survive.

So Much Talent! : Flair anything. Flair-bartending, flair-dancing, flair-cooking, you name it. Everything she does has classy style and bewitching quality. Beware, though. Despite her flashy nature her greatest skill is inconspicuous, quick and painless murder.

Autobiography! : Ninufa's past is not so much 'unknown', but instead merely 'unrecalled' for the most part. She has lived so long that she cannot remember when she was created. What she does remember is that, during 'Despera', as her kind dubbed the mass extermination, many of her friends and family members either went missing or were killed and eaten by humans who thought they could ingest a Poltergeist's power. To this day she has only met four others besides herself but continues to gather information and search for lost loved ones that could have still survived. It's not that the world is so big, it's just that Poltergeists have learned to be too good at hiding.

Originally Posted by Kiyoto

I Go By… : Vincent Sair Eclipse

Who Is That Lovely Devil? :
He is stronger then he looks. Tall and skinny, his skin is cold to the touch. Muscular but not overpowering.

Identity Crisis! : Kiyoto/ purple

This Many Candles… : 17

I Am A/An… : Personal Assistant, Elemist

In My Pants! : male

In Their Pants! : bi

Lemme Give It To Ya Straight… : He wants to expand his horizons and he is looking for someone.

Armed And Dangerous! : He fights with a special crystal he makes from his aura as well as with a silver sword

I’ve Got A Weakness For… : His body is deteriorating from the inside out he is getting weaker and hides it from all sometimes he has a fit of coughing up blood.

So Much Talent! : He controls a crystal, as well as he is training in telekinesis and reading peoples’ minds.

Autobiography! : He grew up alone his families clan was killed for the crystal they could create. They were strong and independent but were run down. He has come to the casino to learn and get stronger as well as he is looking for someone. The person saved his life years ago and he believes that the owner f the casino may be him.

Originally Posted by Kiyoto

I Go By… : Avion Scarlett Vexin Lotus

Who Is That Lovely Devil? :

he is muscular but not overpowering thin and very tall.

Identity Crisis! : Kiyoto/ Red

This Many Candles… : 17

I Am A/An… : Host and a private entertainer, Vampire

In My Pants! : Male

In Their Pants! : gay

Lemme Give It To Ya Straight… : He wanted an escape its as simple as that

Armed And Dangerous! : He can cause pain just by focusing he uses shadows to do his bidding

I’ve Got A Weakness For… : he can’t stand direct blood it makes him sick

So Much Talent! : controlling shadows as well as being able to interest people (its called something but cant remember it's a vampire power)

Autobiography! : He grew up with Vincent and they are good friends, he left a bit before him though and gained his job not much else is known about him.

Originally Posted by Lady_Xanthe

I Go By… : Sapphira Damionica-Anjelluna Touketsu

Who Is That Lovely Devil? :



~Me~ Ankle length blue hair, bright blue eyes-change shade with mood-, Often seen in old fashioned kimonos or modern frilly dresses

Identity Crisis! : Lady_Xanthe/ Royal Blue

This Many Candles… : 19 September 15

I Am A/An… : Massage Therapist, Assistant bartender ----- Siren/Pixie

In My Pants! : Female

In Their Pants! : Bi~ Leans towards women

Lemme Give It To Ya Straight…: No other home....

Armed And Dangerous! : Poison Senbon{Hairbow}/ Hidden knives and daggers{Various places in her kimono}, Hand-to-Hand

I’ve Got A Weakness For… : "Sweets, Sake, and did I mention I have three other people in my head?"

So Much Talent! : Water & Energy control, Siren Song, Telepathy Flight{Retractable wings}

Autobiography! : {~working on it i swear~}

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CUSTOMERS:

Originally Posted by Crimson_Hold the Lemon

I Go By… : Sergei Alexei Renheights

Who Is That Lovely Devil? :


Identity Crisis! : Crimson_Hold the Lemon ; Blue
This Many Candles… : N/A

I Am A/An… : Customer ; Demon

In My Pants! : Male

In Their Pants! : Swings both ways ; prefers women

Lemme Give It To Ya Straight… : Sergei likes to indulge in the little things in life. He's always in the Clusino, one of their favorite customers.

Armed And Dangerous! : N/A

I’ve Got A Weakness For… : Carnal pleasures.

So Much Talent! : Telekinesis

Autobiography! : Sergei comes into the Clusino every night. It is, after all, one of his favorite places to be. He often teases Lola and the dancers, as he has the power to do so: he holds the money. He has taken at least two of the dancers to bed, and he loves using his power to drive anyone and everyone absolutely wild.

Originally Posted by Kiyoto

I Go By… : Skylark (sky) Amore Lion

Who Is That Lovely Devil? :
A bit small and skinny he has a bit of a muscular tone.

Identity Crisis! : Kiyoto, DarkOrange

This Many Candles… : 16, May 20

I Am A/An… : Customer, elemist

In My Pants! : male

In Their Pants! : undecided

Lemme Give It To Ya Straight… : He is an old friend of Razzes who visits often and spends a lot of time with him

Armed And Dangerous! : unknown

I’ve Got A Weakness For… : he hates being snuck up on and doesn’t trust people

So Much Talent! : controls fire and reads peoples’ minds

Autobiography! : He grew up off and on around Razz appearing one day then leaving the next being gone for days at a time. He refuses to talk about his past to anyone but lets parts of it slip to Razz.

Originally Posted by Arcturus Sinclair

I Go By… : Flamaja Exie Balsa
Who Is That Lovely Devil? :
Has pink-ish red hair, that's always up.
Identity Crisis! :Arcturus Sinclair, Lime
This Many Candles… : April 29th, age: 18
I Am A/An… : Customer, Elemental.
In My Pants! : Female
In Their Pants! : Bisexual
Lemme Give It To Ya Straight… : She's a regular customer, always there.
Armed And Dangerous! : Power over fire.
I’ve Got A Weakness For… : Dresses and wine.
So Much Talent! : Power over fire, could be a dancer if she weren't so lazy.
Autobiography! : She grew up fairly decently, with four siblings. Her powers are seen as normal where she grew up, The only reason she's not there anymore is because she didn't agree with the ruler, and fled from him.

Here's to hoping it was another great day!

Rasputin wandered around excitedly as the Clusino opened and started letting guests in. It was great, another day of meeting new friends. Even though he was kinda of shy at first...

Most people didn't seem to realize he was the owner. He found this kind of funny and surmised it was because of his absurdly young age.

He scuttled off quickly to open the bar and club areas, as well as just the casino. He hoped his dancers were ready!

Lola was always ready. She was wearing a red corset with a huge gap in the middle, revealing ample amounts of cleavage, paired with a pair of red boy shorts and red stockings. Her hair was pulled away from her face, but when the lights were on her, she would take it down. Her white eyes studied her boss as he came fluttering through. She raised her hand to him, with a gun spread across her pale features. "Evening, boss." She said with a smile and a brief wave. She stood and headed over towards the bar, waiting for the people to pour in. As soon as they did, she'd start taking orders until it was time for her to dance. She was excited about dancing. She hoped there would be a good crowd.

"Hi, Lola," Razz greeted, watching the people start to pile into the club area as soon as he propped the doors open. "You don't have to call me Boss--I've told you this before! Call me Razz."

He seemed cheery, informal, and quite jovial. Very unlike the sort of person you'd normally expect to run a place like this...

Lola grinned a bit as the people began to file in before looking over at him.

"I know that, I just love it when you tell me not to." She said, teasing playfully, almost flirting with him. She took a pad and she was off asking for orders here and there, taking compliments as she got them, and flirting here and there.

When she returned to the bar, she looked at the bartender with a playful grin. "Everyone wants beer." She said with a chuckle. She leaned against the bar as she called out the number. "That would be eighteen beers. Wow, this is a crowd... those are just the people that ordered, that's less than half. Whoo!" She looked around. She had to wonder where Cadence was.

'As long as it's fun, do it.'

Viktor practically lived by these words, only obeying two things...his need for fun, and his libido. He wasn't sure which was more powerful.

He strutted shamelessly out into the club area, attracting hoots and whistles from both genders due to his strutting and the fact that he had no shirt on.

Lola's eyes fell to the stage, and the grin widened.

"Now here is real entertainment..." She said out loud, hollering at him herself. She often played with her co-workers. More so with Viktor than with Cadence. Often times she would throw money at Viktor. She took the beers and was off, taking nine at a time before going back to the others, and getting ridiculous tips.

She would wait until everyone was really excited before she toyed around. That was usually how she operated. She leaned back against the bar and looked around for a second, checking to see if maybe someone needed a refill or something else. She often left the counter when they did. Lola, if anything, had a body that could only be described as sinful. Wide hips, a slender waist, and a toned abdomen that most women starve themselves to have.

Viktor didn't waste time with anything. He strutted up to the stage, to his designated place, and immediately began to humor the customers; from fluttery young girls to husky old perverts, they all tickled his fancy.

He noticed Lola a little ways away and grinned privately, working one of the poles on stage like he'd been born dancing on it. He was well aware of her habit of toying with him. It amused him, to no end.

Lola watched and let out one of her signature howls. Lola's howl was distinctive in the sense that it was loud, and halfway sounded like a moan. The customers usually ate it up. She tossed a five towards him, offering a wink before she headed off to take care of her customers.

She enjoyed working with Viktor. He joked with her most of the time. And best of all, he ate up her attention, and loved it when she showered him in it. She leaned back against the bar, shifting her gaze from him only to check on customers. Why ignore free eye candy?

Viktor didn't miss the howl at all. He grinned as he flipped upside down on the pole, scooping up the money with his teeth.

He over-exerted himself sometimes. It was mostly due to boredom. This little trick earned him quite a few hollers from the crowd.

She shook her head. It was as if he were trying to impress her. She couldn't blame him. She would want to impress herself. Though, she was sure it was nothing of the like. She reached up behind her head and let her hair down, allowing the red locks to spill over her shoulders and down her back. It was long, and it was a gentle mixture of straight and soft girls. She loved the music playing, and she tapped her foot.

"Viktor! You're slacking, baby, come on!" She teased playfully. She busied herself with customers.

Viktor chuckled, wrapping himself around the pole as if he were trying to constrict it.

"Oh really, now? I'm slacking? Why don't you show me how it's done, then?"

A few words of encouragement came from the excited crowd before him.

Lola grinned and shrugged her shoulders.

"Only if you insist..." And with this, she approached her co-worker, her cool pale hands against his abdomen as she occupied the other side of the stage. Now, Lola was an exhibitionist if nothing else. She grasped a hold of the pole and walked around it a few times before pulling herself up onto it and wrapping one leg around it to spin.
God, she loved this job. Once her feet touched the ground again, she let her hand stay onto the pole and slide down as she slowly bent backwards until she was in a back bend and then shifted her weight, into a handstand and then back on her feet. Her eyes flickered towards Viktor. "You sure you can keep up...?" She questioned.

Viktor raised an eyebrow.

"Keep up?" He spun around on his side of the stage for a while before crawling up and sliding down the pole like it was a fire pole. Despite his size and the amount of muscle he had, he nimbly made his way around the pole, keeping himself up on it. He bent over backwards once he was near the top, his face nearly level with hers.

"What do you think?"

She had her back pressed to the pole as she watched him, a grin sliding across her face. She turned her gaze from him.

"Viktor, you can't look at me like that... you know what it does to me." She had her hand behind her head on the pole as she slouched into a crouching position, she rose to her feet before she stopped competing with him and started focusing on the music. She had the hips of an angel, as she swayed this way and that. Finally, she climbed her own, tightening her legs around it as she hung from it as he had done, her hands trailing her body before gripping the pole above her head.

She came down a bit before leaning back up and spinning her way down. She blew a kiss at Viktor and then offered a wink. "Who needs a beer, hm?" She gathered the money she had earned and tossed a healthy amount at Viktor before heading to pass out more beers, fussing with her hair.

A throaty chuckle passed through Viktor's lips and he stopped practically raping the pole for a moment to gather up the money. He never let any go to waste.

He gathered it up on his hands and knees like a dog, looking quite amused. He always did something amusing when he paused to scoop up cash.

And Lola was off doing business. It was rather busy tonight, and she figured she'd be doing less dancing and more taking orders. This disheartened her a little.

Razz found it difficult to stay in one place for the evening. He instead bounced around from room to room. When he finally danced back into the club area, he stopped to watch Viktor's antics with the money, amused.

Viktor was a very lively soul. He did have his problems, however...he was incredibly stubborn and hated to take orders.

Lola noticed Razz, as now she had taken the time to rest.

"Razzy boy." She said in calling to him, blowing him a gentle kiss. She shook her head at Viktor. How could a man who looked so aggressive and rough around the edges be so.... girly?

Razz waved, scuttling on over. "Hiiii, Lola. Getting some dancing in?"

He glanced at Viktor. "He looks like a girl when he does that. He'd probably punch me in the face if he heard me say that," he giggled, smiling.

Lola shrugged a little.

"Yeah, a little, but I decided I get more work done out here. And you know how he eats up the attention... She said glancing back at the stage.

When Razz made the comment about Viktor looking girly, Lola couldn't help but laugh. "I was thinking the same thing. The girly part, not the you getting punched in the nose part." She turned her attention to her boss. Friendly, mousy Razzy boy.

Razz chuckled. "Maybe you should pay him off to work the bar for a bit, if he's eating all your attention. For the right price, he'd take over."

After he had gathered up every last bit of money, Viktor draped himself back over the pole, showing off his bedroom eyes to the crowd.

She scoffed and looked over at Razz. She leaned close to him before speaking.

"Have you seen this body...? I'm getting attention... You know what they really eat up...?" She held her hand up and approached the stage, ignoring the hoots and hollers. She approached him and pressed her hand to his chest, pushing him into leaning back, in which she leaned over with him. She leaned down, pressing her lips gently to his abdomen. The crowd would have lost their minds if they weren't so worried about security.

Viktor, surprisingly, managed to keep his balance in that position without holding onto anything. He chuckled, quite amused, and reached up to ruffle her hair.

"Bit feisty tonight, aren't you?"

When he rose, she was standing there, her hands tangled in her own hair.

"You know what you do to me, Viktor..." She teased. Crowd work, of course. Lola was very good at manipulating the crowds reactions. She let her fingertips trace his jawline. "Am I just supposed to watch, when I can touch...?" She kept her white eyes trained on him.