While the air stank of iron in the car in a way only older construction managed, M- found that she did, indeed, enjoy the ride in the car. The rumble of the engine vibrated her bones, and gave another dimension to the ride, beyond the casual glances from Blade. She wonders vaguely what he's thinking. Probably that she'll blend in poorly with this run. Which is true. All the clothing she had woken up to was finely made, without designer name or hint of iron in zippers, buttons, and hooks. That artifact of love or fear of the woman she had been that meant even her jeans and black t-shirt were too finely crafted to blend.
Not that she thinks she'd blend with anything short of a full makeover once she sees the sign. She doesn't look like a merc, a merc's girlfriend, or someone who would go by herself to hire one. Not that she didn't have an inner femme fatale, but it wasn't the persona in play at the moment. So, she wouldn't bother trying, just smiling back at Blade with a hint of a wicked gleam.
"So this is your idea of a date? Well, I'm certainly bound to find some kind of interesting events in the near future."
She climbs out of the car and takes her hair out of the ponytail it had been in with a shake of her head. If she's going to be out of place, she's going to make the most of it. Make herself look like a danger junky or possibly some chick he saved from a vampire tailing after the handsome daywalker. Hair down, she could have tattoos or bite marks, or any of a dozen other things. She's a little too relaxed to pull it off when she nods in answer to Blade.
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Not that she thinks she'd blend with anything short of a full makeover once she sees the sign. She doesn't look like a merc, a merc's girlfriend, or someone who would go by herself to hire one. Not that she didn't have an inner femme fatale, but it wasn't the persona in play at the moment. So, she wouldn't bother trying, just smiling back at Blade with a hint of a wicked gleam.
"So this is your idea of a date? Well, I'm certainly bound to find some kind of interesting events in the near future."
She climbs out of the car and takes her hair out of the ponytail it had been in with a shake of her head. If she's going to be out of place, she's going to make the most of it. Make herself look like a danger junky or possibly some chick he saved from a vampire tailing after the handsome daywalker. Hair down, she could have tattoos or bite marks, or any of a dozen other things. She's a little too relaxed to pull it off when she nods in answer to Blade.
"Of course."