[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Mall
[color=#DDA0DD][b]Skills:[/b][/color]  [/center][hr][hr]

	It was a bit strange to be back in the normal routine of life. It took Antoinette some time to come down from her experience in an alternate reality. Space jail seemed like a lifetime away compared to that moment. But Carolina was back! And Guin had been a real help with training. Guin was rather tight-lipped about alternate Antoinette but was very encouraging and helpful when it came to Annie wanting to beef up her offensive skills. She was tired of feeling weak and useless.

	Antoinette walked through the mall, arm in arm, with her best friend of all time. Little Arnold, the Tribble, sat on her shoulder, curled up under her hair and quite content. Antoinette was on a bit of a mission. She wanted to browse the vintage shops before taking a peek into the few art stores that the mall had. Of course, she gave Carolina full permission to pull her from the stores if she started to get too carried away. At the moment, they were in one of the vintage shops.
	Antoinette was flipping through jackets, trying to find something to fit the new look she had in her head. She already had the high stockings and combat boots at home, and she bought the shorts and a few t-shirts from another store. The jacket she had in her mind's eye was specific. She would know it when she found it.