Annalise slipped into the trailer with the others, but pulled away into a corner to observe Mika's first move. The girl was downright daring, falling into the motions with an unnerving ease. Within the smokey confines of the cramped, dirty trailer, it all seemed almost real. Of course, that was the point of smoke. It created an illusion so full of mystery that even the most leveled head couldn't help but become tangled up in the fantasy. For this reason, Annalise hated smoke.
An unsteadiness bubbling welled up within her stomach as her moment for action came. She closed her eyes for a moment, taking the music, which she couldn't help but hate, but it set the tone. Her eyes opened, taking on that sleepiness that some found irresistible. With fluid motions, she moved around the room, wrapping her arms around those waiting for Mika's attentions. She suppressed the need to cringe as a few lent her a kiss and placed her grimy fingers on her hands and arms. Like Mika, she slipped away in a disguised escaped, letting her body move in unnatural ways, creating impossible arcs that brought most every eye to her. Carefully, she glanced at Mika, hoping to catch a hint at what they were to do next. She was too scared to take control, her mind allowing her only to follow.