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Coast City, Northgate park

Rebekah is exhausted.

The day seemed normal to start; the park was full of joggers and young children playing. Rebekah had already gone toe to toe with the local double dutch club, she had played against Mr. Hamas at the chess tables and lost like always I swear that man is cheating, and had helped a few tourists find their way around the park to the best hotdog stand in the city. She was on her third Chicago dog when her radio blared to life.

"ATTENTION ALL UNITS: THERE ARE REPORTS OF SEVERAL DISTURBANCES ACROSS THE CITY, CODE 245. EMERGENCY ALERT LEVEL DELTA

Rebekah nearly choked on her hot dog. She jumped up from the bench she was seated at, scanning the area for any signs of danger. Grabbing her radio from her belt, she reports in to the HQ.
"This is Officer Hall, What kind of disturbance should we expect?" *FZZZT* "Well, shit."

Rebekah regretted not changing the batteries on her radio, but when the hell was she supposed to find the time for that? She looked out at the park, seeing nothing out of the ordinary. "Let's see, small children playing hopscotch, a few college kids having a Frisbee tourney, a large group of stumbling drunks-oh wait that isn't normal for a Wednesday" Rebekah strides quickly over towards the group, but stops short a few feet away as one breaks away from the group and makes a beeline for her. "hey now, can we maybe not start a brawl at like, lunchtime? Please?" She ducks as the man charges, hitting him with her baton as he passes. She steps back, hoping this guy will get the hint and move on but the man just turns and charges again. she aims her baton at his kneecaps on his next pass, hoping to stall him. She backs up and sprints to the Frisbee group. "Okay guys, sorry to interrupt your game but we have a bit of a situation, can you gentlemen help me get everyone in the park to Gus' diner and LOCK THE DOORS okay thanks!"
Beka gives the guys a thumbs up as she takes off running towards the north end of the park, making sure to try and bait the shambling group into following. If only she could find a change of clothes....

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10:00 PM, Coast City Police Department, back alley

Rebekah glanced left and right, making sure no one saw her step behind the police building. Why the hell we don't have cameras back here is beyond me, our tax dollars at work I guess, Rebekah chuckles darkly. She had just finished up her shift for the day, leaving behind a bag of pastries and a fresh pot of coffee for the night shift. Reaching into her duffel bag she pulled out a faded red hoodie and a set of bdu pants and sets to work changing, watching her surroundings all the while.

Always the same routine. Work during the day, more work at night. Eat. Sleep. Repeat. The routine was exhausting but Rebekah knew the streets were already a bit safer with her watching them. Slipping on the hoodie, she releases a breath and pictures the form of her wings; large and brown, no longer hidden by the belt she wore always. They slip out from between her shoulder blades, past the hole she cut out of the back of her hoodie and stretch to their full length behind her. Rebekah stretches and removes a white paper bag from her duffel before stashing it behind the alley dumpster. Smiling, she recalls the little girl who gave the bag of sweets to her earlier in the day.

"Officer Beka! Wait for me!"
"Mama says I needta thank you for finding my doggie Sam, so here! They are gummy worms cause those are my favorite!"

Lucy had requested very tearfully earlier in the week that Rebekah should find her dog, and if there's one thing a beat cop is good for, it's finding lost dogs. What she wasn't prepared for though, was that this "Sam" turned out to be a freaking Great Dane the size of a small horse.

How anyone loses a dog that size I will never know

The dog had been happy to return with her after some coaxing out of the park with half a sub sandwich, and the little girls offer of sweets was very appealing to Rebekah's raging sweet tooth. The rest of her shift had gone by as usual. Helping people across busy streets, writing fines for litterers in the park, chasing off the group of schoolkids who hung out in front of the liquor store. The life of a street officer was pretty mundane, it seemed. Only the smiles and waves of the regular faces of the neighborhood seemed to cut through the drudgery of the day. Just gotta make it through your shift, Bex. Then the real work begins

Stuffing two of the brightly colored worms into her mouth, Rebekah places the bag into her pocket and beats her wings HARD. She rises over the roof of the building and hovers, listening to the sounds of her city at night. Searching for the first sign of trouble. Off in the distance she hears a sharp sound, like glass breaking. She notes the direction, south east of herself, takes a breath and takes off. It only takes a few minutes to arrive on the scene, a small storefront with a shattered windowpane. She can hear the movement of at least one person inside but Rebekah knows better than to run into a B&E blind. She perches on the roof, drawing her baton and awaits the burgaler's reappearance. After a few minutes, two men step out of the storefront with sacks of stolen goods slung over their shoulders and make their way to the car parked across the street. Easy prey, never gonna know what hit them, Rebekah mutters and descends swiftly towards the would be robbers. She lands with her boots in one of the men's backs, knocking him to the ground with force; and knocks the other in the back of his head with her baton. He cries out and turns, swinging blindly at his assailant. Bekah sidesteps him and knocks him once more, watching the man crumple to the ground. Bekah crouches down to check the man's pulse and upon confirming his unconsciousness she grabs the sack of goods he dropped. Walking to the other man she grabs his as well and places both back through the window of the shop. Swiftly, Bekah returns to the two thugs and grabs them by their jackets. She beats her wings again, harder now due to the extra weight, and heads back into the sky towards the station. When she reaches it she unceremoniously drops them both onto the pavement with a note in the front pocket of the big guy's jacket. She knocks on the glass of the front doors and turns, lifting off into the night as an officer steps out and looks around before turning their attentions to the men. She pulls the note out of the pocket and reads:

tHESE MEN ROBBED A STOREFRONT, 2106 BROAD.
THEY WILL KNOW BETTER THAN TO DO IT AGAIN.
HAWKEGIRL

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6:00 AM, Coast City Police Department

*SLAM*

The sound of boots hitting the floor rings out through the empty changing room. Another night of patrolling over...at least I got some action this time. Those muggers will think twice about trying their luck on my block again, hopefully. She stashes her dufflebag in her locker, shuffling some books around to conceal the red hoodie and camo pants within. don't want another round of twenty questions from the others, last time I was sure green thought I was some kinda prostitute She remembers having to field a litany of questions from the bubbly new officer who shared the locker next to hers.

"whatcha got there, Beks?"
"ooh clothes? you going on a date?"
"why is your hoodie all slashed up?"
"what do you mean you bought it like that"
"you really thnk this is fashion?'
"where can i get one too?"

Pushing all thoughts of the annoying new recruit aside, Rebekah closes her locker, forcefully enough to jam the door shut tight. Rebekah sighs and catches sight of herself in the mirror of the changing room. She regards her reflection, turning left and right slightly to make sure her uniform is proper and clean before a tired voice from behind her startles her out of her thoughts. "Oh good, the morning shift is here. Get the lead out of those boots and hit the beat so I can go home, night shifts are soulless and I just want to sleep." Beka turns on her heel to face the source of this sass to find Officer Lewis, still yawning as he removes his hat and winks at her. "You know, you could have gotten that fancy detective job with flexible hours if you had only volunteered to help canvass the area for that kid who's been turning over ATMs. If I recall correctly, Lewis, you were napping during the briefing from the Chief!" Rebekah pats him consolingly on the shoulder and she moves for the exit.

She can hear him grumbling to himself about rookies and their place as she strides through the empty hallway towards the front doors, chiding herself internally for being rude. She will apologize later, she always does, leaving a fresh pot of coffee and a bag of pastries from the bakery on the block in the lounge. Hand on the door, Rebekah pauses and takes a deep breath. Her mother once told her that being an officer was the best way to help the community. Stepping through the doors into the sunlight, Rebekah knows its still not enough. She has to do more.

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Hawkegirl

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Superhero/villain Name: Hawkegirl
Civilian Name: Rebekah Hall (Beka)
Origin city/Planet: Cairo, Egypt
Hometown: Coast City, California
Sex: female
Race: Thanagerian
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 187 lbs
Age: 35 Birth Date: August 16th, 1985
Tier: lowish intermediate tier, can bench a car
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Costumed Appearance: Beka wears BDU camo pants and military work boots when in costume, and her Silver belt is always on with her police baton in it, costume or not. She wears very baggy hoodies with the sleeves and back cut out of them when in costume, as the hood helps to hide her face but still allows room for her MASSIVE WINGS. the sleeves being removed is purely an aesthetic choice, although Beka will claim "tactical advantage" when asked. she tends towards black camo for her pants and reddish brown for the hoodies. Her belt has a small loop in it for her Baton.

Civilian Appearance: Beka dresses fairly conservatively when not on the job as a police officer. She tends toward jeans and sweaters, with her hair in a braid or a bun. She always wears boots, no matter the occasion. The Silver belt is always on her person, though it seems to alter slightly to match the outfit, such as looking like a standard issue police belt when in uniform. Her police baton is always on her person, easily concealed by folding.

Icon: n/a??? maybe the wings???

Costumed Personality: Beka is very brusque and comes off as cold and detached in costume. She tries to be completely unrecognizable from her normal persona. She tends to have a bit more anger when in costume, but stays for the most part razor sharp in terms of detail and execution of a mission. she has a very dark sense of humor

Civilian Personality: Beka is outwardly cheerful and friendly to everyone she meets. she is often found helping those in need during her rounds, escorting small children and elderly citizens, rescuing lost toys and pets, doing anything she can to make her section of the city a nice place to be. he has a good reputation among the citizens. Inside her mind, however, Beka is always looking out for signs of larger trouble, and her inner thoughts and feelings tend towards the pessimistic.

Super abilities: Flight via wings, enhanced eyesight and hearing, thermal regulation (to a point), prolonged lifespan due to alien physiology, super strength

-Skills: Military/police training, krav maga and hand to hand combat training, some gun training

-Powers: flight, superstrenght

-Gadgets: Nth metal belt (neuroreactive, changes shape based on the wearers dress requirements), Nth metal Baton (looks like a folding police baton, still has the power to negate magic), police issue handcuffs

-Weapons: Nth metal Baton, small handgun (police issue 9 mil), tazer, can of MACE (get it?)

Civilian Occupation: Police officer, foot officer, former Military

Biography---------

Character History/Origin:

Beka was born in Cairo and raised there with her mother until she was ten years old. her mother Leila was a member of the Egyptian police force, and was fairly strict with Beka, enforcing a curfew and a tight study schedule. Studious and stubborn, Beka breezed through her schoolwork and would then use her free time to explore. She often found herself climbing to the tallest spires of churches and mosques to watch the daily goings on of the city. This resulted in scolding and punishment from her mother, who made quite an effort to keep her grounded. Beka was home tutored, not really getting much socialization from other kids her age; choosing instead to spend her time hanging around her next door neighbors pigeon coop. Three days before her tenth birthday, Beka's mother gave her a gift wrapped in gold paper. Inside were her mothers Silver belt and Baton, which Leila was never seen without. Beka was told that she would need to keep them with her always as they would protect her from harm. That night Leila went out on routine patrol and was never heard from again. She had left a note at the station, saying simply that she "must return home" and leaving contact information for Beka's father John.

Beka was flown to California and dropped into the care of her father and his wife and family. john was not very happy at the new addition to his family, taking very little part in the care of his daughter, and his wife was not much better. Beka finds out during puberty that once she takes her belt off at night she begun to develop wings, disappearing again once the belt was on. Beka immediately realized she had ZERO time for that, and begun wearing the belt constantly, realizing its form seemed to shift with her outfit. Beka was often overlooked or straight up ignored during the daily routine, and she spent her teenage years in and out of trouble with her parents for fighting and sneaking out. Her father enrolled her in a military education school in hopes of "instilling some discipline" into her, and the physical training and strict routine helped to get her mind back on track. the belt stayed with her, keeping her "secret" from the world. She decided to enlist after graduation, and completed two tours of duty with the Army.After retiring due to a minor injury, Beka remembered how much good her mother did as an officer and decided to follow in the same footsteps. She enrolled in the police academy immediately, hoping to feel closer to her mother. She currently spends her nights Vigilanting, trying to do as much good with her powers as she can with her badge.

Optional information
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Nemesis: N/A
Allies: N/A
Team: None yet

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Superhero/villain Name: Hawkegirl
Civilian Name: Rebekah Hall (Beka)
Origin city/Planet: Cairo, Egypt
Hometown: Coast City, California
Sex: female
Race: Thanagerian
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 187 lbs
Age: 35 Birth Date: August 16th, 1985
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Costumed Appearance: Beka wears BDU camo pants and military work boots when in costume, and her Silver belt is always on with her police baton in it, costume or not. She wears very baggy hoodies with the sleeves and back cut out of them when in costume, as the hood helps to hide her face but still allows room for her MASSIVE WINGS. the sleeves being removed is purely an aesthetic choice, although Beka will claim "tactical advantage" when asked. she tends towards black camo for her pants and reddish brown for the hoodies. Her belt has a small loop in it for her Baton.

Civilian Appearance: Beka dresses fairly conservatively when not on the job as a police officer. She tends toward jeans and sweaters, with her hair in a braid or a bun. She always wears boots, no matter the occasion. The Silver belt is always on her person, though it seems to alter slightly to match the outfit, such as looking like a standard issue police belt when in uniform. Her police baton is always on her person, easily concealed by folding.

Icon: n/a??? maybe the wings???

Costumed Personality: Beka is very brusque and comes off as cold and detached in costume. She tries to be completely unrecognizable from her normal persona. She tends to have a bit more anger when in costume, but stays for the most part razor sharp in terms of detail and execution of a mission. she has a very dark sense of humor

Civilian Personality: Beka is outwardly cheerful and friendly to everyone she meets. she is often found helping those in need during her rounds, escorting small children and elderly citizens, rescuing lost toys and pets, doing anything she can to make her section of the city a nice place to be. he has a good reputation among the citizens. Inside her mind, however, Beka is always looking out for signs of larger trouble, and her inner thoughts and feelings tend towards the pessimistic.

Super abilities: Flight via wings, enhanced eyesight and hearing, thermal regulation (to a point), prolonged lifespan due to alien physiology, super strength

-Skills: Military/police training, krav maga and hand to hand combat training, some gun training

-Powers: flight, superstrenght

-Gadgets: Nth metal belt (neuroreactive, changes shape based on the wearers dress requirements), Nth metal Baton (looks like a folding police baton, still has the power to negate magic), police issue handcuffs

-Weapons: Nth metal Baton, small handgun (police issue 9 mil), tazer, can of MACE (get it?)

Civilian Occupation: Police officer, foot officer, former Military

Biography---------

Character History/Origin:

Beka was born in Cairo and raised there with her mother until she was ten years old. her mother Leila was a member of the Egyptian police force, and was fairly strict with Beka, enforcing a curfew and a tight study schedule. Studious and stubborn, Beka breezed through her schoolwork and would then use her free time to explore. She often found herself climbing to the tallest spires of churches and mosques to watch the daily goings on of the city. This resulted in scolding and punishment from her mother, who made quite an effort to keep her grounded. Beka was home tutored, not really getting much socialization from other kids her age; choosing instead to spend her time hanging around her next door neighbors pigeon coop. Three days before her tenth birthday, Beka's mother gave her a gift wrapped in gold paper. Inside were her mothers Silver belt and Baton, which Leila was never seen without. Beka was told that she would need to keep them with her always as they would protect her from harm. That night Leila went out on routine patrol and was never heard from again. She had left a note at the station, saying simply that she "must return home" and leaving contact information for Beka's father John.

Beka was flown to California and dropped into the care of her father and his wife and family. john was not very happy at the new addition to his family, taking very little part in the care of his daughter, and his wife was not much better. Beka finds out during puberty that once she takes her belt off at night she begun to develop wings, disappearing again once the belt was on. Beka immediately realized she had ZERO time for that, and begun wearing the belt constantly, realizing its form seemed to shift with her outfit. Beka was often overlooked or straight up ignored during the daily routine, and she spent her teenage years in and out of trouble with her parents for fighting and sneaking out. Her father enrolled her in a military education school in hopes of "instilling some discipline" into her, and the physical training and strict routine helped to get her mind back on track. the belt stayed with her, keeping her "secret" from the world. She decided to enlist after graduation, and completed two tours of duty with the Army.After retiring due to a minor injury, Beka remembered how much good her mother did as an officer and decided to follow in the same footsteps. She enrolled in the police academy immediately, hoping to feel closer to her mother. She currently spends her nights Vigilanting, trying to do as much good with her powers as she can with her badge.

Optional information
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Nemesis: N/A
Allies: N/A
Team: None yet

Variance

Name: Wrenly Alice Monroe

My Hider

Alias: Wren, Shifter
Age: 20
Gender: female

Appearance: Wren is average height, 5' 5". She is lean and muscular, with the build of a runner. She has short hair, a reddish brown color. Her eyes are a stormy grey color. Wren wears glasses, which usually have tape on them from constantly being broken. She is fond of hoodies and sweatpants, kahkis and sweaters, or anything loose fitting and baggy. Wren always has a satchel to carry textbooks and her clothes, as well as her sketchbooks.

Occupation: college student, part time server at Wonderland bar, part time badguy
Family: Thomas Monroe, father. Bethany Monroe, mother. Alice Davis-Green, aunt.

Personality: Wren is very sarcastic and often grumpy sounding. She likes to be alone most times, preferring the company of nature to the hectic sounds of the city and the people in it. She is fiercely loyal to those she deems worthy of her friendship, however she is very independent. She is out to make her way in the world, and no one or thing is going to stop her. Wren is highly intelligent, and very good at managing her time and alibis. Wren is also very curious, wanting to learn anything and everything she can. She often times got into trouble as a child for snooping. Wren is enamored with all things nature has to offer, but has an espacial love of the ocean.

Notoriety: Unregistered
Class/Level: Shapeshifter, Green

Powers/Abilities: Wren can shift her form into the shape of any animal of her choice, so long as she has a sufficient understanding of their behaviors and anatomy. She preferrs to take the form of birds or other small animals, such as dogs or cats. On occasion she will take the form of a fox, but she tends to stick with what she knows. Wren is limited to animals she has spent a lot of time studying, as well as animals of a size similar or smaller to her. She is also limited by biological restraints, she must breathe air so no sea creatures or insects. She can only shift if she has full concentration, and cannot shift partially yet. Wren also has to consume a massive amount of calories after shifting, as it takes a huge toll on her body to do so.
Other Skills:Wren is an avid reader, a decent pickpocket, knows how to pick simple locks, and can draw very well
Equipment:Wren keeps a satchel with her schoolbooks and art supplies, as well as a small lockpicking kit. She also keeps a spare pair of glasses, and a horde of snacks.

Bio: Wren grew up well taken care of in a fairly large house, courtesy of her fathers government ties. She had free reign of the house and the grounds, and learned from one of the staff how to open the locked doors of the property. Her mother is an Ornithologist, and the house she grew up in was full of various species of birds. Wren learned from her father to draw, and spent many years sketching and learning about the birds. She discovered her powers young, spending so many hours with a barn owl that she shifted unknowingly. It was a big ordeal and was swiftly covered up by her parents, fearing the governments involvement. Her father was increasingly worried about the fate of his daughter, trying desperately to hide her "condition" from her. His wife, however, had a different mindset and encouraged Wren to learn how to shift back and forth and test her boundaries in a safe space. Wren was well loved but longed for freedom and independence of her own, away from the protective gaze of her parents. She began sneaking out at night, running away to the city to see the sights and rebel a bit, often stealing cars and picking pockets. After one such incident led to her almost getting arrested, her aunt Alice came to the rescue and offered to give her asylum in the city should she ever need it. Wren was returned home and placed into a strict boarding school as punishment, fueling her need for independence once more. Wren graduated from the school, and returned home to her family. She enrolled in a college in the city, hoping for the freedom she desired. Her father had already arranged for her to go to a prestigious school in the countryside and upon discovering this Wren shifted and ran away. She made her way to the city, to go to the college she chose. She fell in with a group of Variants, living in the slums of the city and committing petty crimes to pay for her tuition. After a botched bank heist, she was once again rescued by her aunt Alice, who gave her a room above her bar and a part time job to help pay her tuition. She is given the freedom she desires, but is kept in check by her aunt. Her father is aware of her whereabouts, and is sending money for her care to his sister without the knowledge of Wren.

Variance

Name: Alice Logston

My Hider

Alias: Alice Davis-Green
Age: 36
Gender: female
Appearance: Alice is a fairly tall individual, standing lithe at 6' 2". she is thinly built, but very athletic. Alice likes to change her appearance regularly, but her hair is usually shoulder length and dyed red or purple. Alice is fairly active, although her mannerisms say otherwise. She knows several fighting styles. Alice is a jeans and leather jacket type girl, always wearing boots.

Occupation: Owner and operator of Wonderland, a bar on the docks. She lives in the apartment above the bar, and rents out rooms above it as well.

Family: Alice has no living parents, and assumed her younger brother Thomas was dead after an accident. Her brother lives and has a wife, Bethany; and one daughter, Wrenly Monroe. Thomas was adopted under the name Monroe.

Personality: Alice is a hard to read person. She keeps her emotions hidden behind a mask of indifference and sarcasm. She knows her loyalty is bought and sold, and believes that human interaction is "just business". This does not mean she doesnt care about her circle of friends or family, but that she knows to keep her interactions private. She means well, however cold and harsh she my come off.

Notoriety: Registered (Alice Logston)
Class/Level: Telepath, yellow (potentially red)

Powers/Abilities: Alice is a mid level telepath, able to affect people's subconscious minds by projecting her own emotions and with concentration, thoughts and ideas. She can persuade someone to believe they are invulnerable, or that they are in great pain, but only in emergency situations. this can be seen by her giving a group of people an adrenaline burst to help her escape, or causing the feeling of a migrane to someone to hurt them. Alice uses her power to convince people to aid her cause, whatever that may be. She has used this to start riots or protests, but can only influence a handful of people at a time. She can affect emotions like fear or lust, but only on those who have a weaker mind. If someone is "gullible" or if they have let their guard down with alcohol or drugs she can work easier. If someone were to have a strong will and sense of morality, she cannot affect them as easy if at all. She also cannot make someone do something entirely against their nature or moral code. She also has the ability to place a "block" on those few she deems worthy, making her unable to influence them at all. Alice has better control of her power in her age, but still fears that she is influencing people she cares about without meaning to. Her upper limit for control is about five to six people at once.
Other Skills: Alice knows Judo, Krav maga, has weapons training and carries a few knives.
Equipment: Alice keeps two knives on her, a switchblade in her jacket and a hunting knife in her boot. Also carries a gun in her jacket.

Bio: Alice was a fairly well adjusted kid, with a loving family and a small group of friends. She was fairly introverted, with her younger brother Thomas being the troublemaker of the family. She started to influence people around her in her early teens, not realising that it was her powers and not really her. This lack of knowledge cost her dearly when she was seventeen, after a fight with her parents she was so upset she accidentally influenced a robber to shoot out of fear during a home invasion. The police got invloved and when the children were sent into the foster system, it was discovered that Alice had manifested powers, while Thomas was negative. Alice was conscripted by the government, trained and effectively turned into the Hero forces weapon. Thomas was immediatley adopted into a government family and placed into a form of the witness protection program, erasing his identity from records. Alice is told her brother was killed in a train accident a few years after her training, and works diligently for the government until learning of the coverup and location of her brother. Realizing she has been manipulated, Alice goes AWOL during a mission, disappearing from the governments watchful eyes and spending years building a new alias and lifestyle. Alice reunites with her brother, who thinks that she was adopted into the same system as he was. He is unaware of her powers. She set up the bar in the city after a few years to keep an eye on the comings and goings of other Hero Force members, as well as keeping her niece Wren safe and out of the governments clutches.

Variance

Wren

BzztBzztBzzt txt msg- from: Alice
You better be safe. Keep out of sight.
Peeking at her phone, Wren sighed heavily. What could possibly be happening in the world that was more important than Mr. Hendriks' Marine anatomy midterm? Wren scrolls to the news app, reading quickly about another bank robbery. groan Wren sighs again, long and drawn out. She really wished her aunt would stop worrying. I mean, she has a copy of Wren's class schedule in the apartment. It's not like she was ditching classes. She worked too hard picking pockets for this class, she wasn't going to waste-

Miss Monroe, you are well aware of my rules regarding phones, yes? Then you do know what being on your phone means. You may leave, you have one chance to make up this grave mistake during my office hours. I suggest you refrain from cheating in the future.

Dammit. there goes a whole days work. Guess i will head to this shitshow, see what's the deal. Grabbing her satchel, Wren slinks out of her class and takes the steps two at a time to the first floor. Stepping out the front door she makes a beeline for the bike rack.

Variance

ALICE

Wonderland was almost empty for the moment, with a few early birds settling in for their first rounds. There is a single man at the counter, seemingly unmoved by the comings and goings of the patrons. Another one to drown his sorrows, Alice muses as she moves to take his glass. It isn't unusual for a man or two to be in the bar, although considering the very female clientele they were few and far between. She remembers seeing this particular man before and the bar is slow, so she decides he means no harm. Alice deftly mixes a fruity drink for a girl down the counter and then starts on the empty glass for her melancholy customer. "You are starting to become a regular, ya know?" She moves to the whiskey shelf, pausing to check her selections before grabbing a bottle of Makers Mark. " Remember, be nice to the girls and if you aren't getting a cab you can rent a room upstairs." She slides the glass of whiskey back to her patron. She leaves him the bottle and goes to wipe down the tables before the impending rush, casually glancing at the small tv in the upper corner of the bar. Its muted but seems to be showing news coverage of a bank heist. Alice returns to the counter and grabs her cellphone.
Text message- to: Wren
You better be safe. Keep out of sight.

Variance

DOOOO EEEEET
yeah i am not the gm but i say drop one anyway