Disclaimer : Voltron and its characters belong to WEP, however Lysette and the Burley Q girls are my characters and look forward to entertaining you. I will have a lot of fashion in the chapter and thanks to my friends at DrunkenWritersCouncil for helping me. And my editor WarzonePrez, thanks for the talks and character development. To my husband and my friends love you all, and KAEX, you guys as well.
Fabrere Tower Penthouse
Lysette had just finished getting ready to go out for the night. Even though she was still shaken by the events of the day. Lysette had to finish her duties up the next two days to ensure a smooth transition. She had changed into a short leather mini skirt. A silver spaghetti strap halter top completed the look. Her silver and gold bracelets and bangles shined. She also pulled out her Silver T-Strap Choos that she had for years. She called them her FM's. Her blonde hair was in curls around her face, and then she put it up in a French twist and pinned the curls. She had made sure though to stop by and see Manset. At first they tried to stop her, but she said that she was family. After they confirmed this they let her go in. She stood there watching the tubes and the monitor.
"I'm so sorry," she said. "Why did this happen?" She reached for his hand. He opened his eyes and stared at her.
"You came," he said. "I knew you would, my angel." Lysette gasped so loud that a nurse came in.
"I'm sorry my dear," the nurse said, "but you must go. He needs rest."
Lysette picked up the mascara wand and was doing her lashes when Marina came in with a look of fury on her face.
"What in the hell have you done now?" Marina said. Lysette's eyebrow arched
"Pardon Moi," she replied, screwing the cap back on the tube.
"I heard that Princess Allura and Romelle were at the club earlier," Marina said. "You spoke to them. We had strict orders not to engage in conversation."
"Relax," Lysette replied, "I didn't speak to them, Jessica and Whitney and Marie Christine took care of it. I left shortly after they started the class. Margaretta had the new costumes ready. You should see them. I even had one made for me, for private reasons." Marina straightened her black lace top. She also wore soft white leather pants and black suede heels. Her dark brown hair was in loose curls around her face. She had also applied her make up, not that she needed much. She looked down at Lysette's stilettos.
"Somebody is looking for action tonight," Marina said. "You never wear those unless you're on the prowl."
"Well," Lysette said, "we start out assignment Monday, so I figured one last fling before I settle down and be serious. Plus, Jessica and Whitney are now in charge so I can relax and enjoy myself for once." Marina snorted.
"You always enjoy yourself," Marina replied. "I end up having to clean up the mess afterwards."
"That's why they assigned you to me," Lysette said. "I'm the screw-up, the bastard of the family, if you will."
"Well," Marina said, "we better get going if we're going to get to the club early." They both grabbed their purses and headed out the suite. Once in the hallway, Lysette punched in the security code and they headed to the elevator. A few minutes later then walked through the lobby out the doors. Lysette ignored the usual catcalls and whistles. She didn't notice, however, that a figure was watching them and began to follow them.
Allura came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her. She headed over to the bed where she put the clothes bag. As she started to pull out the clothes and looked them over, a wide grin lit up her face. Black leather pants were the first item. Then a leopard print and black lace top was next. Her eyes widened as she pulled out a black lace thong and a sheer lace bra that left little to the imagination. She also noticed black slingback stiletto sandals. Also included was a little make up case with detailed instructions on how to apply cosmetics. Romelle came in and saw the clothes.
"Remind me to thank Marie Christine when we see her," Romelle said. "I think we are going to take her with us to buy you more clothes." She laughed.
"Yes," Allura replied, "I want more of these. I'm sick of dressing like a little girl all the time, or in floaty dresses that do nothing for my figure. Tonight is the debut of the new Allura." She grinned.
"I can help you with hair and make-up," Romelle said, tilting her head. "I'm thinking sexily tousled." Allura grinned.
"Wait till Keith gets a load of this," Allura said. "I'll either end up in bed or locked up for indecent exposure."
"How about Nanny?" Romelle asked. "When you start dressing sexier, she's gonna have a coronary."
"Acutally," Allura said, "after we had it out, she's no longer my nanny. I put my foot down stating that I'm to be married in four months, and will assume my throne. Why do you think I wanted the new pilots. I have to think of Arus's future." Romelle eyes widened.
"You're going to give up blue lion?" Romelle asked.
"Only to the right person," Allura replied. She then looked over at the clock. "It's after six. Let's hurry."
Lance sat down next to Keith on the plush couches while they waited for the girls to come down. Lance had worn his trademark leather jacket but paired it with a red t-shirt and jeans. Keith wore black jeans with a black t-shirt, however he threw on a black dress shirt hanging open. Sven, Pidge and Hunk also dressed up in jeans and nice shirts. For once Hunk didn't wear his bandanna, but had tousled his black hair.
"First we have some dinner," Lance said, "then we hit the clubs. "I know this hot new…. speaking of which…" Lance's jaw dropped open and he whistled. "Check out the Princess!" Keith looked up, and a look of amazement came over his face.
"Princess!" he gasped.
"What's wrong Keith?" Allura asked. "You've never seen cleavage before?" Allura laughed as she twirled around.
"You look great!" Hunk chimed in.
"Wowee!" Pidge remarked.
"You look beautiful." Sven said. He then turned and swept Romelle into his arms. "But not as beautiful as you, of course."
"Flattery will get you everywhere," Romelle laughed. Keith cleared his throat as he slid an arm around Allura,
"I'm getting hungry," Keith said. He then leaned and whispered. "And I'm not talking about food."
"Food first," Allura replied with a slight laugh, "then some dancing, and later, you can have all you want."
A few hours and a few drinks later, Allura mentioned going clubbing, and she knew the perfect place. Keith looked up at the sign and read "Burley Q Club" They headed to the club and noticed a line out the door.
"Allura, Romelle, over here!" a voice yelled. Romelle waved back and motioned for everyone to follow her. When they got to the door they were greeted a grinning Marie Christine.
"Jimmy, these are special guests," Marie Christine said. "Therefore, add them to the list." She turned to face them. "Now you can just give your names, and you are in." After everyone gave their names they entered the club. They all saw the bartenders behind the bar slinging drinks and doing amazing moves with the bottles. A pulsing beat was vibrating in tune with all the bodies crowding the floor. Allura noticed that Jessica and Whitney were mingling around the room putting fires out when needed. Pidge noticed the DJ Booth immediately and gravitated towards it. Hunk asked where the food was, and was pointed in that direction. The rest headed to the bar, and Lance immediately honed in on two women who were just picking up there drinks.
"Hello, gorgeous!" the male bartender said, winking at Keith, causing Allura to laugh. "What'll it be?"
"Tom," Marie Christine said, "leave the man be. Can't you see he doesn't play for your side?"
"Well, a guy can dream can't he?" Tom replied, getting huffy, as Marie Christine rolled her eyes and faced them.
"Sorry," she said to Keith and Allura, "he's the resident drama queen." Romelle then turned to Sven and dragged him on the dance floor, leaving Keith and Allura alone.
"Where did you find this place?" Keith asked.
"Actually," Allura replied, "Lance found it, and told me about it later on. I ran into Marie Christine while shopping, and she helped me find this outfit." Allura pleaded with her eyes to back up the story.
"Of course," Marie Christine said. "We hit it off right away and got to chatting, and I told her I had been here before." She smiled.
"Oh where are my manners," Allura said. "This is my fiancée, Keith Kogane. That man over there chatting to the two women is Lance McClain. Hunk Garrett and Pidge Stoker are the other two guys we came with. The man dancing with Romelle is her husband Sven." Allura picked up the drink she was handed. It was a pink color and had a berry garnish.
"It's a cosmopolitan," Marie Christine said. "Try it." She then handed a beer to Keith. "I figured you would want this."
"Thanks," he replied, taking the beer and taking a swig, only to spit it out when he saw the scene in front him.
"What the…."
