[center][color=00aeef][h3]Lewis Yung[/h3][/color][/center]

The tantalizing smell of street food danced through the air, rich aromas of fresh pastries intermingling with the oily fragrance of fried anything. Music and mayhem collided in the streets until each voice and song evolved into an amalgamated chorus. The sun glared down at the crowd of celebrators, but that did little to somber the mood. If anything, it gave the people a good excuse to drink beer and revel deeper in the chaos of blissful partying. The spirit of celebration was thick in the air as Lewis strolled through the busy streets. You could almost smell the scent of joy and excitement in the wind. Well, that or alcohol. 

Lewis breathed in deeply as he took in the sights and sounds, a light smile decorating his face. On normal circumstances, he would have avoided the Inner-city like the plague. He had no business to attend to there. The people weren't as gullible, his presence would be less than welcomed, and thqt wasn't even mentioning how monitored the place was. Still, the festival was not an event to be missed. It was host to the good memories he had of New Revière, however little there were. 

It wasn't until the sun beat down like the devil in heels that Lewis began to slow. His skin glistened with sweat from heat and his stomach growled like an otherworldly beast. Perhaps he should have eaten more than just a pack of crackers he found in the fridge. Like [i]two[/i] packs of crackers. Better than being hot and hungry like he was now. Lewis ducked into an alleyway, sighing as the shadows brought relief from the shade. His eyes scanned the crowd, automatically going into 'sneaky mode'. Perhaps he could nab a wallet off a guy, or snatch a goodie or two from a stand, or maybe...

Lewis smiled mischievously as he spotted a well-dressed man heading for the bar area of town. Maybe he'd have to charm his way into a meal already paid. And, he decided as an afterthought, a 'borrowed' wallet for dessert. Lewis flanced around, wary of anyone warching him, but the crowd's attention seemed to be fixed on the ongoing parade. Perfect. He ducked deeper into the alley, but not far enough to lose sight of the man. A tingling sensation raced all over his body, one not so much as painful as just extremely odd. His hair grow longer, his legs grew longer, and his chest became more...noticeable, and in a few moments a woman fit to be a model was standing where Lewis once was. He grinned in satisfaction at his new form. Oh yeah, this was definitely going to work. The joy was cut short as his stomach growled louder in protest. He grimaced at the growing cramp in his gut and searched the crowd for the man once more. [i]Soon,[/i] he soothed quietly, giving his stomach a pat. Hopefully this wouldn't take long. Lewis could already feel his energy fading from his current disguise. Spotting the man, Lewis donned his most charming smile before stepping back out and following behind.