Post by Alice Morrow on Oct 1, 2020 19:00:24 GMT
Alice found herself in the slightly awkward position of being the one in control, but without any clear idea of what to do herself beyond the basic plan. After all, she wasn't from LA. She'd visited here sure, but it wasn't somewhere she was particularly familiar with. She realises, of course, that this shouldn't be too much of a problem, the car might be an Uber programmed to take them to the centre of LA, but the driver was likely no fool. He was picking two young, good looking girls up from a mansion in Beverly Hills, if he took them somewhere good, no doubt there would be a large tip coming his way. As someone who had once relied on tips to pay rent, Alice understood the though process intimately. The Uber took off with a surprisingly smooth start, coasting up to what she could see was well above the speed limit. There is a certain degree of discomfort that comes with this, even with her near invulnerability. The crash before the Event still feels fresh in her mind, the pain, the sudden darkness. That's what haunts her most of all. None of them had ever known quite what the Doctor had done to them, but they'd all known that without her they'd have been dead. She resists the urge to grip the handle built into the door, and instead tries to force herself to relax, turning to Sunny with a (only partly forced) smile on her face. "I feel like I'm really breaking the rules, corrupting a good girl and all that." Which is an amusing thought, Gravity Girl might be seen as the kiddie (read: girly) friendly Hero of the Program, but Paladin absolutely fit her title in every way. If ever there was a bad boy of the Program, they would be the opposite of her. Presumably they would also be male. The bar in question looked classy, really classy. Something to do no doubt, with the fact that the Uber driver had collected them from a mansion in Beverly Hills. Money talked, and in LA, it talked real loud. There was a queue, but Alice and Sunny bypassed it. Clearly Sunny's makeup job had done wonders, the bouncers barely glanced twice at them before letting them in. Now that wasn't technically true, both of the heavyset men stared openly at the two disguised Heroes, while the well dressed men at the front of the queue seemed to be drooling. The whole process was helped along by the large tip Alice pressed into the even larger hand of the bouncer that seemed to be in charge. She could probably have flashed her Hero License, but that would have then defeated the point of being out without being Heroes. The bar was busy, but it rapidly became clear that this bar was extremely picky with it's clientele. Almost everyone here was stunningly gorgeous. It didn't take long for Alice to realise that without Sunny's touch she would likely have been refused entrance to this particular establishment. The room is crowded, but not so much as to refuse privacy to the patrons of the bar. Alice almost gulped, before turning to Sunny. "This might be the classiest place I've ever been. Want a drink?" | |
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