As soon as Jezebel stepped out of her taxi, she knew this would be sucky. As soon as she stepped a foot out of the taxi, she saw so many glares at her or looks of awe at her. She had black hair, red eyes and very pale skin. She could've been a ghost for all they knew. But, she wasn't. The taxi driver was actually nice. He didn't question her, just was a gentleman. So, when she paid for the ride she threw in a $100 tip. Did she overpay? Yup. Did she care? Nope.
So, she then began the long trek to the Titan Tower, she could see it from afar. She had her backpack on and her hands in her pockets. She didn't need to have any suitcases or anything. She just drew all her clothes. Saved money and time. She then noticed the large amount of water separating her from the tower. So, she took off her bookbag and looked through it until she fount a picture she drew of her with wings. It glowed as she blew purple air on it. Then, she felt wind behind her as she magically grew wings. She carried her backpack in her hands.
She felt a bit tired but, it was nothing really. So, she then proceeded to fly to the tower. She landed gently before she took the picture back out of her backpack and she ripped it in half. Her wings disappearing. She then walked into the tower cautiously. She looked around in awe. This place was amazing. That was when she noticed a guy sitting on the couch. She felt herself become shy. A reflex. "Um, hi." She said to the guy with a small wave.