[color=gray]Viper stood there in the leaning on one hip position which is her trade mark practically. She just walked into the Dark Matter Bar and it swooped by her since it fell off one of the pin up areas. Which is usually asking for 'help' or police wanting 'help' flyers to arrest you or interrogate you. Though this one seemed pretty legit. [color=00746b]"Interesting...they misspelled a word..."[/color] She notes to herself as she walks into the bar fully. As she walks in the music is playing, the robotic waiters and waitresses are rambling on about many things they have seen since last week or seem interesting enough for people to come around again. [color=00746b]"Damn this place stinks to high heaven...what exploded in here?"[/color] Viper asked herself in a bit of an annoyed tone. Waving her hand in front of her face to get a little fresh air. [color=00746b]"Smells like an after high school prom party..."[/color] She whispered and walked over to an empty table in the corner sitting down right away. "I see why police don't come here now..." She sneezed a little. Breathing out hard she coughed a bit too from all the cigar and cigarette smoke...plus things she doesn't even want to know about. Looking around she seen a lot of gestures and actions happening all at once. Which wasn't really new to her since she went into the police academy to become an officer. Her past was filled with the law now it's filled with running from it. Who would've thought? A hopeful career officer turning into a fugitive in only a few short years because of major life changing incidents? No, one ever sees it coming till its to late. Then they can't stop it. That's what happened to Viper...she let the government cloud her eyes and once unclouded her family broke apart in a blink of an eye. Sighing she was waiting for a waiter or waitress to come around and let her order something off the menu. Mostly a drink and maybe a smudge to eat. But, nothing serious of filling ones gut. [/color]