Who: Aurora and OTA
What: Exploring the city like she is brand new.
When: Thursday night
Where: Mutant Town
Warnings: She is in an odd personality, expect cursing if anything.



This one liked things that the others were cautious to admit liking. Whips and chains, painful things, boys or rather, men who gave her double glances when she walked down the street in something Jeanne-Marie just wouldn't be caught dead in. How much tighter could that black wiggle dress be? And how much lower could the neckline of the top drop? It was ridiculous and if Jean-Paul had caught her in it surely he'd flip out.

But he wasn't on her mind, nor was the chiding remarks of the others in her head. They were all pushed away for the evening as this personality ran the show behind the curtains. Apparently, this one wanted nothing more than to find a hot spot to sit a spell, a place to perhaps find a friendly man or woman to make her night worth the headache she'd surely give poor Jeanne-Marie in the morning.

Her walk took her near several hole-in-the-wall joints and finally she paused before one, eyes lifting up the sign outside the front entrance.