Chew...chew...chew....Bridget was chewing her gum, while she was on a motorcycle that her cousin let her borrow, so sweet of him, anyways. As she was riding, she noticed a guy stealing an old woman's person, she usually dosen't help others, but she had a kind heart....today. Bridget sighed stopping and following after the guy. She looked down taking a deep breathe, seeing what she was wearing, which was black leather skinny jeans with boots and her jacket. She ran behind the guy as he shot some bullets at her, thankfully for her acrobatic skills, she would dodge some of the bullets by making a front flip and now appearing next to the guy, she spinned around kicking the gun away and punching him knocking him the hell out. She grabbed the purse flipping her hair and strutting towards grandma. 

"Here." She smiled giving it to the old lady and now going on her way to visit her brother. As she arrived she went to a closet and took off her clothes, but underneathe she had a grey short dress and she grabbed her black pumps from her bag, putting it on and entering her brother's base. "Hello, Hello." She smiled looking at the others. "Sooooo! Where is Booker?" She asked raising an eyebrow.