Part III
"What'dya t'ink we should do wit 'er?" a voice asked, startling Claire into motion. She moaned lightly from her curled up position, the memory of falling through the window last night and crawling into a nearby alley was slowly coming back to her.
"Ya feelin' awright?" another voice asked, more gentle then the first one. Claire rolled over and raised a hand to her face, wincing as she felt her head throb. Two girls were standing over her, they both grimaced when Claire's face came into view.
"Is it that bad?" she asked softly, forcing a small smile. The girl closest to her pushed her long blonde curls out of the way and leaned over, grabbing Claire's arm. With the other girl's help they got her standing.
"We'se gonna take ya ta Medda's..wheah we woik" the blonde said. Claire nodded and then took a cautious step, feeling dizzy almost immediately.
"We better get her there quickly" the second girl stated, quickening their pace. Moments later they arrived at a building, the girls led Claire through a side door where they were ushered into a back room. They were followed by a rather angry-looking woman with curly red hair.
"Alexia.Natasha.wheah have you two been.Melissa had to start seating the guests!" she said, gesturing to a girl with curly auburn hair who was standing behind her.
"Our apologies Medda, we were sidetracked by this young girl" Natasha said gracefully, acting as the older of the girls. At once Medda's face softened and she took in the haggard appearance of Claire.
"Clean her up.we'll bring her to the stage and see what she can do" she said, glancing back one more time at Claire's golden curls and familiar grey/blue eyes. Claire let herself be cleaned up, chatting with the girls who had found her, yet not completely opening up to them quite yet.
"By da way.I'se known as Doll-face by anyone 'cept her" the curly blonde stated, sticking out a hand and shaking Claire's enthusiastically.
"I'm called Illusion..and that's Frizz" the other girl spoke up, motioning towards the doorway where the auburn-haired girl stood wide-eyed at the commotion before her. Claire, who was now standing up and turning around in front of the mirror, swept herself into a slight curtsy. Illusion and Doll-Face stood aghast at her actions and Claire giggled slightly.
"My apologies.just a habit I guess.my name is Claire..Claire Robins" she stated. The other girls in the room bustled about, getting ready for what Claire guessed was the main show everyone kept going on and on about. ** "I don't want ta go ta Medda's Gin.I'se tiahed" Blink complained, taking off his hat and wiping his brow with a sleeve. His girlfriend, known as Nightingale, gazed up at him with pleading eyes until he finally threw his hands up in defeat.
"What would ya do witout me?" Gin asked, laughing as Blink ran a hand through his sandy blonde hair and fixed his grey-blue gaze on her.
"get moah sleep" was his reply as he shoved his hat down on his head and offered her his arm.
"What'dya t'ink we should do wit 'er?" a voice asked, startling Claire into motion. She moaned lightly from her curled up position, the memory of falling through the window last night and crawling into a nearby alley was slowly coming back to her.
"Ya feelin' awright?" another voice asked, more gentle then the first one. Claire rolled over and raised a hand to her face, wincing as she felt her head throb. Two girls were standing over her, they both grimaced when Claire's face came into view.
"Is it that bad?" she asked softly, forcing a small smile. The girl closest to her pushed her long blonde curls out of the way and leaned over, grabbing Claire's arm. With the other girl's help they got her standing.
"We'se gonna take ya ta Medda's..wheah we woik" the blonde said. Claire nodded and then took a cautious step, feeling dizzy almost immediately.
"We better get her there quickly" the second girl stated, quickening their pace. Moments later they arrived at a building, the girls led Claire through a side door where they were ushered into a back room. They were followed by a rather angry-looking woman with curly red hair.
"Alexia.Natasha.wheah have you two been.Melissa had to start seating the guests!" she said, gesturing to a girl with curly auburn hair who was standing behind her.
"Our apologies Medda, we were sidetracked by this young girl" Natasha said gracefully, acting as the older of the girls. At once Medda's face softened and she took in the haggard appearance of Claire.
"Clean her up.we'll bring her to the stage and see what she can do" she said, glancing back one more time at Claire's golden curls and familiar grey/blue eyes. Claire let herself be cleaned up, chatting with the girls who had found her, yet not completely opening up to them quite yet.
"By da way.I'se known as Doll-face by anyone 'cept her" the curly blonde stated, sticking out a hand and shaking Claire's enthusiastically.
"I'm called Illusion..and that's Frizz" the other girl spoke up, motioning towards the doorway where the auburn-haired girl stood wide-eyed at the commotion before her. Claire, who was now standing up and turning around in front of the mirror, swept herself into a slight curtsy. Illusion and Doll-Face stood aghast at her actions and Claire giggled slightly.
"My apologies.just a habit I guess.my name is Claire..Claire Robins" she stated. The other girls in the room bustled about, getting ready for what Claire guessed was the main show everyone kept going on and on about. ** "I don't want ta go ta Medda's Gin.I'se tiahed" Blink complained, taking off his hat and wiping his brow with a sleeve. His girlfriend, known as Nightingale, gazed up at him with pleading eyes until he finally threw his hands up in defeat.
"What would ya do witout me?" Gin asked, laughing as Blink ran a hand through his sandy blonde hair and fixed his grey-blue gaze on her.
"get moah sleep" was his reply as he shoved his hat down on his head and offered her his arm.