Walking fast past a number of police cruisers, Melanie kept her head down low. She didn't care what was going on in that area; she simply wanted to reach her destination, [I]The Broken Halo[/I]. But that mission was thwarted when she nearly walked into a uniformed man blocking her path. She was asked a couple of questions on the spot, including whether she lived in the building behind them and where she was planning to go in such a hurry. Having been in that exact same position a number of times before, Melanie had no trouble answering him. She even produced identification when asked, that being a fake forged by none other than herself. The officer was none the wiser as he handed back the ID once it was verified she did not live in the area. Melanie quickly thanked him and went along her way, crossing the street and putting all that noise behind her.

A little while later, she crossed another street. This time around, a group of men turned to her and began spewing nonsense, but she didn't pay them any mind. Instead, she pushed the door opened and stepped in the bar.