[center][h1][color=goldenrod]Alexandra Eileen Scott[/color][/h1][/center]
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Money was Tom would be moving across the country sooner than that. When they review the video, it would look like he let his guard down and let her get the best of him. Using what people do naturally was the best magic and young single men are easy. Riding on his back was the another reason that Alexa wore the leather body suit. Her dress popped and snapped in the and her shoe less feet, took the brunt of it. 

She was shivering hard and gave him a disapproving look then said, [color=goldenrod]"Cold. Yes, foo-oo-d."[/color] Valdez was probably going to be okay, she thought. They had caught Rohaan after all and detained him. He had a family to care for. Rohaan's flying high and at the speed he flew meant the air was cold. If she would have cast magic to keep herself warm, they would have left a trail that a "magtech" scanner would have been able to follow. She did not want that. Now she was cold enough that she couldn't concentrate enough. The sweat she had inside the leather suit was cold on her skin making parts of her body ache.   

Alexa she had set wards on her place that would not come down till tomorrow at sunset. She was suppose to be camping, of all things, with a girlfriend. She had pictures with a girlfriend when they had gone. Alexa had begged that she post them tomorrow as she said she was having trouble with her stalking corporate security boyfriend and he thought she was cheating on him. It was mostly true, except for the part about the boyfriend. Her girlfriend agreed having had a stalker too from work. She would go with him as much for safety as for warmth at his moment. 

Being barefooted, she was not going to go far. Worse it looked like she was going to be taking the walk of shame in the morning. She did not like drug houses, but Rohaan was right. No one liked them and that made them safer places. [color=goldenrod]"Your place is fine,"[/color] she stuttered. Rohaan knew that this wasn't her style. She had a ritzy studio apartment up town near the club district. She had won the money for that in Vegas, she had been banned from the Casinos there. She had lost more than she won, but she walked away with enough money to pay the rent for years to come. Her Corporate Accountant Dad had setup trust to keep her from spending everything she had on magical research. Her being a mage was still a family secret. Every time she used magic around her mother, she started to cry. So she acted like a normal collage girl at her parents house. Talking about boys, clubbing, drinking, and work. None of it was true, there was rarely a boy, she hared alcohol or anything that altered ones thinking, and well, why would she work a normal job when she could basically take what she wanted. 

"When I warm up," she said, paused for a moment, then continued, "I'll make sure the bugs leave your place alone." She grabbed his arm for support and walked with him letting him leed. Her wind tattered and frayed dress, her hair a mess, and being barefooted made her look like a college student turned street hooker because of a drug problem. At this moment, she did not care. She just wanted to get under a warm blanket and to get out of the cold wet body suit. Off was easy, but it took almost 35 minutes to just get it up and over her hips. 

A few blocks away, the Cathedral bells chimed for Mass to start. Alexa pulled out the Rosary she wore and kissed it and started praying. Maybe Rohaan would let her go light a couple candles and pray there later. The church had not changed its position on shape shifters and mages. According to Doctrine, they were still considered have received their powers from Satan himself. When her powers manifested, the priest had banned her from the Sacraments and from most of the life of the church. Now being a thief, did not help matters. The Church had thrown her under the bus, but she had not done that to them. It was one of the few things that reminded her that she was still a normal and is why she had a hard time with killing people. 

The walking helped get some warmth back in her legs and body. Her feet were warming but still felt like they would be cold for a week.
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[hider=ooc]Just wondering, could the tenement building he has been staying at, could have been a "grand hotel" at one point?  That was converted into a tenement and the prior owner let it run down and abandoned it? I could see her restoring a grand ball room as a lab and then taking a half a floor and making it an apartments. I am not seeing it play into the plot line. I figure Rohaan has already started the urban renewal and would probably continue to deal with the nasties to make them stay clear. I could see her buying the place and making this as kind of a low income/halfway house. Getting some of the Sisters to manage and run it, but they get to keep their space.

I'm picturing a mix of the south side of Chicago and the Bronx, lot of African Americans single mom and families, mix raced lower class blue collar people, hookers and the like. Nosy neighbors hanging at he window yelling at the cops and corporate suits, their kind ain't welcome here. Tough enough that they would protect us from most mundane stuff, slummy enough that most people would say away or pay attention. Alexa could put a low level ward around the building to make people not want to notice it either. I could see Rohaan being the neighborhood bully keeping all the bad people in check (We need them to keep an element of what a crappy neighborhood). I am not seeing this as the main plot line, more as color or between job posts.  If the ball room was on the top floor and there was roof garden, Alexa would glam that space. 

We can keep hopping around too. What do you think?
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