[center][b][h2][color=808080]Sheridan Black[/color][/h2][/b][/center]

Sheridan looked out on the heart of the city from her top floor apartment, still finding something awe inspiring about the fact that there were as many people in this one city than had lived in the entire country that she had grown up in. A familiar sound caught her attention, a sound that meant that there was work needing to be done. Reluctantly she turned away from the view and strode to the elevator that took her down to the basement garage.

Soon after Sheridan climbed out of her black sports car and entered the Dangeki Cosplay Café, an establishment that nobody of her financial means should ever be caught in. Aside from this there was also the fact that she didn't eat or drink and had no reason to be here. Grabbing a black tactical styled backpack from behind the drivers seat, she closed the car door and entered the coffee shop.