Title: HSU: Whiter Shade Of Pale
Author: Kymira AKA Sithly Ho
Rating: D (Doh!)
Archive: Go for it, Darry!
Timeline: During Beyond the Sea
Disclaimer: George, you REALLY don't wanna touch this one.

Kymira looked at the plastic in her hand. Then, she looked at Darry. Are you sure he won't care? Darry just grinned. No, he won't. I'll take care of that! Kymira smiled at the well-dressed woman who was fast becoming her idol in Ho-ness. Excellent. With that one word, Kymira was gone, no doubt looking for an accomplice. Darry shook her head at the frosh's enthusiasm and lit another cig.

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Jen had had enough fun watching Dorotea and Maevey abuse her laptop screen. They had been drawing on it when Jen had arrived, but they had begun to poke needles into the screen now, thinking they were voodoo priestesses, or something. Jen flung herself off of the couch and stooped down to where the other girls were perched on the floor. Dorotea was mumbling something, and Maevey was nodding agreement as Jen picked up a long needle and cocked her head to one side, contemplating the GeneralGram before her. Aw, come on, ladies. You've got to go for the gusto! To prove her point, she drove the needle into the electronically reproduced crotch of the man they had sworn to torment. The girls all cackled with evil laughter at the sight.

Kymira came traipsing into the room just as the laughter died down to raucous giggles. Holding the magical golden card aloft, Kymira smirked at the gathered Ho's. Ladies, I have the urge to shop. Anyone up to join me?

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Four hours later, the bedraggled Ho's made their way back to the Falcon, bearing many sacks of goodies. The least of which was new clothing for the week ahead. Jen was unloading her bags, as Kymira poked her head into the room. Hey! Han told me about this great place just a few miles from here. Shall we? Jen bounced over to the area where she had been piling her stuff. Ooohhh, I have just the outfit for it!

After another two hours of primping, the club-happy Ho's were ready to go. Jen, resplendent in her purple velvet catsuit, had perched herself at the bar, plying Judy for another drink. Kymira was slower getting ready, since her outfit was a bit much. Jen was about to give up on her, when Kymira came clicking into the bar, her green leather pants creaking, her matching stiletto boots giving her at least five more inches on her height. Ready, sistah? Jen grinned at her fellow Ho, gulped down her drink, and shot out the door after Kymira.