Tiffany Korta

“Really I’d never really noticed. I’ve always played down my looks, it helped fit in when I was doing my job.†She gave a small laugh “No heights have never bothered me, I’ve never been afraid of anything. My mom always told me to think things through but never be fearful.†a sad look passed her face. “As for the roof, maybe after the restaurant I’ll show you. It allows me to see the city in all its glory, gives me the space to think about things. It’s my own special thinking place; I’ve been doing it since I was little.â€

The guy's just your standard gangster, but the woman is a supervillian . I'm using AA's Femme Fatale She's using emotion control to try and calm you. It's a Will save DC20.

The man on Bluesman’s dramatic entry seemed to panic going straight for his gun, the woman however seem unnaturally calm, put an arm to stop her partner. “Now there’s no need for violence. Mr Bluesman here is just worried we’re up to no good.†She gave a concerned look “When we just want to talk to Mr Johnson about him storing something for us.†She walked forward and put a hand on his chest. “You can understand that can’t you? Why don’t you just sit down and join us?†Outside ignored by all there was a general clattering and swearing, in numerous languages as Revenant hauled herself up to the window.

“Wow I didn’t think anyone over here had even heard of me. I don’t think it had even made the Billboard 100.†Agnes looked thoughtful for a bit “Actually I’m in the process of recording a new album. Less pop more soulful. A little like Adele or Joss Stone (no relation). Maybe you could you could come to the wrap party? I’m still looking for my plus one.†She gave him a coy look. She leant on the railing and watched in wonder as Victory made his entrance, attracting the attention of almost everyone in the room. “Wouldn’t it be wonderful to be able to do the thing he does, just fly around everywhere whenever you wanted to.†She hoped her voice sound just wistful enough.

Lucy had finally managed to have her promised night out with Rhonda and Yolanda; they were pleasant company and hadn’t gotten to drunk. After helping the two into a taxi she had decided to explore this part of the riverside. When she heard all the sirens and light she had almost no hesitation to go and investigate. There were many disadvantages of having a costume that was basically a suit, there were however many advantages. This was one of them. With her newest purchase a smart long coat and fancy new boots she looked just the part of to blend in with the other detectives. She’d made it almost to the center of the action before one of the officers challenged her. Removing her glasses to reveal her solid black eye she gave the officer a friendly look. “Hello there I was wondering if I you help you in any way?â€

She was tempted to just grab him up and run towards to restaurant, she was feeling a little guilty that he’d let her dance so long an miss the restaurant. But she was also aware that he really just wanted to walk and talk for a little longer, and she couldn’t argue with that she’d always enjoyed wandering the streets of Freedom City. So why not do it with some pleasant company. Soon she’d have to pay the piper and tell him everything, but not just yet. “Then let’s take another evening walk. And if we can get something to eat, well that’s a bonus.â€

Agnes reacted quickly when Liz started to sway quickly manoeuvring gently her into a chair and watching her with concern until she seemed to recover from her strange attack. Only when Liz had managed to convince her that everything was okay did she finally sit down, still a concerned look on her face. “Does that happen often to you? I might be able to help you in some way.†She took a deep breath. “When I was first chosen I spent a year subsumed by the spirit, we spent a year wander the UK helping people out. I’m not sure how, and I think the spirit stops me knowing exactly, but it was some kind of ritual.†“The upside of this is I can access the memories and knowledge’s of all those that the spirit has inhabited before. Though some of the effects of the ritual has faded, for a while whenever I accessed the knowledge’s I took on their form.†She looked thoughtful for a second. “I can’t describe how weird it is to look in the mirror and see somebody elses face staring back.†“If you want I can try to find some memories or information that could help your condition.â€

“A secret identity yes I should try that one of these days†she gave a cheeky smile. She then smoothly lifted Bluesman smoothly up to the window; it took her no effort as though the he weighed nothing at all. She locked her arms in place offering the Bluesman a stable viewing platform of the events of the scene in the room. Someone had thoughtfully left the window open; the voices drifted through explained this lucky coincidence. “There you go I’m afraid an old man like me can’t break the habit. My doctor say’s I should give these up.†He waved around a large cigar “Would either of you like one, there Cuban this place has an reputation to uphold.†The guy sitting there looked uncomfortable, probably unnerved by Bobby constant chatter. The woman however was a different matter she held herself with some confidence effortlessly taking everything in whilst sipping whiskey, some of Bobby’s finest.

After a couple of rough week, all that business with Nora came to mind, it was nice to have an evening of simple pleasures. And had to admit Johnny was good company, showing just the right amount of concern and not asking too many questions. Though she knew by the end of night she would have to tell him the truth, she figured she owed him that much. But for now she was just enjoying the dance, she had always found dance and music to be calming and relaxing. She could do this all night, literally, she never seem to get tired anymore. But that would be unfair and despite never feeling hunger it would be nice to have a romantic meal. “Let’s just finish this dance and well go try this fancy restaurant of yours.â€

“I use to know this little Jazz place that was perfect for a spot of dancing, I wonder if it’s still open? Maybe for next time I’ll take you out to a club, though I’m guessing it won’t be your normal haunt.†Lucy looked thoughtful for a minute before breaking into another of her broad grins. “When have you ever known someone turn down a good meal? When are we booked on for? Do we have time for another dance; I think you’ve almost got it.†She gave a rather longing look at the other couples dancing around her.

She spent a few minutes puffing on the cigarette she hadn't felt the urge or need for a cigarette since she woke up from the concrete, but it bought her time whilst coming up with a plan. There was a doorway behind her, not guarded, but she had to get nearer. Unlike the circle earlier she could move, she was just too weak to move fast. She needed a plan to get nearer. It was risky, and would hurt, but all she needed was for him to him her or get closer so she could hit him. He was already angry so this wasn't to hard. She stubbed out the cigarette and gulped down the whiskey. It was nice to taste again, and the whiskey was cheap but it wasn't bad. “Let me tell you about Mr. Giovanni. You know why none of the other families stepped in to help Sebastian. Because he broke the code he didn't just kill other Gangsters or the Police or even try to kill a Mystery Man. No he would target the woman and children, would kill civilians just to prove a point. Your revered ancestor was just a monster.†she kept her voice calm and level, all the more to wind him up.

Agnes just could help herself she just burst out laughing, not just a giggle but a full on belly laugh. She had to stop herself so as to not ruin Madam Redpowders excellent work. “Message received Madam Redpowder, I guess I'm still not use to such formality.†she glanced at the miracle in the mirror “And I must say you've done another of your miracles today.†She listened to Rattlepikes messages and had to take a few second to calm her nerves. “Your welcome to stay and watch the show though I suspect you more of a Opera lover.†She sang a few lines from Madame Butterfly. Strange she had never heard the Opera before... “Oh well, is it to prim to wish me luck?â€

Oh I wouldn't do it for anyone else, except I know that Nora will be okay. I think there should be a Nora post between my last post and this, I didn't want to post anything until I knew it would all work.

Almost automatically she looked up and smiled “No I'm fine it's a wonderful party...†slowly realization dawned “Bloody Hell your, your that bloke off the telly. The public superhero/playboy, and you probably know all this already.†in her excitement he North London accent thickened noticeably. You would have thought by now she would be use to meeting famous people, but no she still got star stuck. “Hi I'm Annice Stone. Just feeling a little out of place, I'm just a small time singer. Plus all I can drink is this.†she held up a glass of orange juice “I really don't know how you cope without Alcohol.†Who'd thought she'd be saved by Lord Steam of all people. “Amir, may I call you Amir? This is Lord Lucien Lockwood, I helped him out with a issue he was having not that long ago.â€

“You wouldn't believe what we got up to at the fair, it wasn't exactly what you would call normal.†she gave Johnny a little conspiratorial smile. She gave a little blush at Lydia's comments. “Well it's just the way I learned to dance, I've never had a chance to update my style.†another little smile “I suppose if I can teach him, I can teach anyone. As long as nobody minds me free styling a little every now and again.†Lucy looked a little thoughtful for a few seconds. “Though I think that kind of thing goes better in a nice a smoky little club somewhere.â€

Revenant got a good mix of combat and investigation, and I wouldn't mind flexing her detective muscle a little either. Though I'm guessing I'll take second place to all those Fedora tyoes .

Lucy looked embarrassed, smoothing down her jacket and trying not to catch his eye. She took of her sunglasses to reveal eyes as black as the lens themselves and finally looked properly at the young Bluesman. “Ah yes that would have been you Grandfather? Great Grandfather? But yes your right, not time to waste.†She walked over to the wall, crouching down and cupping her hands. “It'll be quieter if I lift you up. Then you can find out what's happening for both of us.†she gave a broad friendly smile “Don't worry I'm a lot stronger than I look, it's because I’m so well preserved.â€

On spotting Bluesman the young woman did something totally unexpected, she threw herself at him with an unexpected speed throwing her arms around him. “OhmygooditisyouwowI'msuchafan†she paused and drew a breath “Sorry I'm such a fan of yours. I dodn't surpose you remember me. It was late I was going home from a court case, well the court case. And you stepped out and tapped your fedora and said Don't worry I'll keep your safe ma'am.†She stepped back looking for all the world like a giddy school girl. “I'm sorry where are my manners. I'm Lucy, Lucy Harker.â€

“Okay you asked for it.†Instead of the more open partners of the others Lucy pulled Johnny close in a classic ballroom pose. “Just for this dance I'll lead shall I?†She gently encouraged him to step back and forwards, making sure she didn't drag him around. Which was something she could do without much effort. “Okay that's good bend the knees a little, start turning your feet a little.†Lucy carefully and gradually up the pace and started moving them sideways. “And next TAXI!†she looked at his blank face “Sorry a very old Movietone.†They dance in silence for a few minutes, Lucy lost in thoughts just enjoying the moment. “You dance very well, even for a first time. Not like poor James, he could never seem to get the knack.â€

Agnes, no tonight she was Annice, felt so out of place. Most of these people earned more in a day than she had during all her career. But it was for charity after the horrendous events, hopefully the money raised here would help people would had really suffered during the strange events of that day. Because of that she didn't feel quite so bad about eyeing up all the expensive custom made dresses worn by some of the other women, compared to the, elegant and stylist she had to admit, off the rack dress she had on. But she rather be flying around the city than swapping small talk with people who didn't really know who she was.

Lucy finally finished her dance, only to see that the rest of the room watching her. Without missing a beat she gave a little bow. Just in time to hear Johnny words. She stepped toward him a literal spring in her step. “Sorry I needed that, been a long time since I've able to do that. And I'm just an average dancer, I seen much better in my day†she called over to Lydia “Hello there, I hope I didn't disturb your class to much.†She watched the other couple as they took back up there dance. “Um it seems they all dancing the Charleston and little different from how I would do it. You sure you want me to show you the ropes. I wouldn't want to embarrass you to much.â€

Lucy cursed her luck, why did she wear the dress it always seemed she was getting into trouble. She'd just had to hope the jacket would be enough to keep her modest. And that the dress would look good as a mini. The only lit window, were she hoped they were meeting were high on the wall more to let in light than enjoy the view. She scanned the alley and spotted the obligatory dumpsters. To noisy to push around but... Quickly scanning to see if anyone was watching she lifted the dumpster as quietly as she could before placing in down near the windows and silently clambering up.

“I'm terribly sorry Madam Redpowder, but I this is important to me. This is what I do I'm an entertainer. It's not as important as spy work, but I want to make this work.†She sat back in the chair so the woman could do her amazing work. “Oh and could you ask M to check on Mr Trowell ? He had some meeting with a Vatican official a couple of night ago. Just in case it's not on the level.†Heh look maybe she was a spy after all. Baby steps and all. There was just one thing she just had to know. “I'm sorry if this is rude and all but I'm just wondering what your first name was?â€

“Now that a tempting offer, maybe I'll help you out. But I'm planning to return to criminal law someday soon. And just remember you can always use your profit to branch out into new markets.†She entered the hall looking around at the décor. “Well it's certain changed since I was last here...†A broad smile crossed her face as the sound of the music. “Beats a little slow but we can work with that. If you would indulge me a minute I promise to teach you the move.†she breezed past Lydia with a friend wave and hello. Lucy closed her eyes and began to dance an energetic mix of arms swings, exagerated steps and high kick. She no longer heard the band playing only the sound of the old musicians of old speakeasies. Lydia stood beside Johnny her mouth open in pure shock, when she recovered she turned to Johnny with a look of something like admiration. â€Now there's something you don't see everyday. You partner there is dancing pure unadulterated 20's Charleston.â€

Lucy carefully sat herself down so not to show how weak she was becoming. “I can see your not going to be persuaded from your course of action. Your not going to believe anything I say but I hope you well. In that case all I can do is wish you luck.†She closed her eyes, preparing herself for her inevitable unconsciousness. “But know this, if they or you harm any of my friends I will find you and you will pay for your crimes.†she smiled an evil smile “And others have proved I'm harder to kill than most.â€