Rikive flipped open the small, black purse Parael had given her to hold her sword. It still fascinated her how with a simple spell, this tiny bag could hold an infinite number of items. Plus it matched her outfit, which seemed pretty fitting for a nightclub and may help her seem less suspicious. Not a terribly difficult look to put together since the only clothes she had were ones Parael had picked out for her during their shopping excursion.

She shut the purse and let it fall by her hip, the strap hanging across her chest. "Should I go move into position?" She asked Tony, leaning forward a bit from her seat in the back of the van so she could see through windshield.