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A sly, somewhat seductive, smile was on her face when he looked down at her. Had it worked then? Well, from the way the speed of his step increased; she could only imagine that this was good, that he was rushing so they could be alone together. Once seeing Isamu in the infirmary, her expectations dropped and she felt a twinge of anger. It felt like that frail twerp was intruding, almost - surely, there had to be some other place to keep him. Maybe a cramped storeroom or..a chair and a noose or...a guillotine or... the images in her head at that point became progressively more violent and with them, the anger kept burning in her. Until he drew the curtain, that was.

Tawny's attention was immediately recaptured.. but, why was she on her back? She didn't exactly peg him as a /back entrance/ kind of guy but if that's how they were going to play then she was for it. "You can skip the pain pills if it's too much trouble, it's all dead anyway." Well, sort of. After all, she did aggravate the situation of her wound a bit with her nails but.. that was all water under the bridge, or.. blood on the street. Something like that.

Tarik pulled her blouse off and on her back were scars - or just one scar, to be specific. One long scar that ran from the top of her right shoulder (where she'd just been struck) to her lower back on the left, she wasn't too prepared to talk about it but for him, she would. "What's your name, flyboy?" She asked this and simultaneously stretched her hand back to unclasp the catch of her bra. While she normally enjoyed the squeeze it provided (a mark on her back, showing the tightness of it would be visible), it just wasn't necessary for what they were going to do. At least, so she assumed.

The 'operation' went as it should've although Tarik, being unaware of her race, didn't know how unnecessary it really was (although she would've welcomed the pain of the slow, torturous skin graft). Tawny felt flattered though and it only made him seem more and more attractive. At the thought of him being near finished, she mused to herself, 'Good.. finally.'

Now in an upright position, she let her black, lace bra fall and revealed herself to him. Now they could get to bed.
Also notable on her chest were two scars; a horizontal one at the base of her neck and another horizontal one just above her navel.