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Sister Sister

Miss Blonde was a proper criminal, larger than life, well known, infamous. She could walk in a room and most people would be aware of who she was just from the gas mask that she wore. Part of that she enjoyed, having the power of reputation. But when she took off the mask she was back to being known as a lesser businessman who had fled the now crumbled Republic, she was a woman who was more or less unknown.

But that woman had family, and not just the one she made with Jarven. Her sister [member="Avery Rose Garter"] was a lesser criminal, someone who could be seen and not thought about ever again besides "Bro did you see the tatted chick? I'd so rail her." But there was power in that. Not the railing part, but the lesser part. The persona of Miss Blonde had limits with her size, she couldn't attend something without someone recognizing her. Her sister had the power of being truly anonymous in her criminal enterprise and that was something money couldn't buy.

But despite her Avery's lesser rival criminal standing they were still close and she still loved her little sister and would destroy anyone who even looked at her the wrong way. So on the planet she called home, Relovian. They were going to meet for an afternoon lunch to catch up and discuss some business between their organizations. On her tropical paradise of a private mansion the woman awaited the arrival of her younger sister to mildly show off and brag about how much more money she had.

[member="Avery Rose Garter"]
 
In comparison to her elder sister Avery's criminal standing was minor, though she maintained a tight control over her own syndicate, running a fairly casual but well-managed business. She wasn't concerned with any notions of becoming infamous or expanding into an empire across numerous planets. No, she was satisfied with the simple things in life, and so long as she had a copious amount of credits and the ability to get away with whatever she wanted, she was content. Her sister was the antithesis, always on the lookout for something more and seeking to climb higher on the ladder of the criminal underworld, not happy with her standing unless it was right up at the top looking down on everyone else.

Despite the disparity in their goals, personalities and their simple modes of existence, the two were still family. And for the both of them, that was about all they had left. So she had accepted her sister's invitation to catch lunch with her on Relovian and simply talk, something they hadn't had the opportunity to do in years. Of course, business would also be discussed, namely relations between their respective organizations. There hadn't been interaction with the Black Ties thus far, but it was always best to shore up alliances before they became an absolute necessity. Business was fickle in the underworld, and it was best to get it taken care of before something else came along that stole the show entirely.

Seemingly without a care in the world she meandered towards her sister's private mansion, lit cigarette between her lips trailing a pink, bubblegum flavored smoke. The tattoos that all but covered her from the neck down spoke to a variety of less than savory allegiances, and she was for the most part the antithesis of the other blonde standing before her. A slow smile stretched across her face, and she took the cigarette between her forefinger and middle finger, "Well, it's about goddamn time."

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]
 
With Jarven Jr down for his nap and the other kids away for school, the short blonde woman was excited to see her sister. So when she arrived Patricia opened the door to her mansion and stepped out to greet her little sis. Which was weird. Avery was indeed her younger sister but due to Blonde's fountain of youth the woman perpetually looked twenty four years old, which of course looked pretty damn good on her. So that was something else to brag about.

"You know how I feel about you smoking all the time." Patricia said to her sister in a stern and serious voice followed by a serious look and awkward silence.

With her face spreading into a grin the woman laughed and approached her younger sister wrapping her arms around her for a tight hug. It's been maybe a year since she last saw her and now Patricia was just elated to have her around. Hell she even had a whole day for them planned, which Avery would probably turn into something chaotic and weird, but hey Patricia wouldn't have her any other way.

"I missed you, you dirty skank. Where have you been?" Patricia said pulling back a bit with her smile still plastered on her face.

And after she said that she ushered her sister inside the large sprawling estate and would hopefully spend the better half of an hour catching up with her baby sister.

[member="Avery Rose Garter"]
 

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