She didn't know just how bad the Augs had it in the city, how hated they were, and how much trouble they were simply by existing in a space.
Clearly it didn't stop her, not now, not ever. What she knows are people. That's really all it took. When you get down to the basics, it's really easy to read any kind of person from anywhere. What was it about universal truths?
Isha had actually never been to Prague. For someone with as much money to burn as her, there was something about keeping to usual haunts. Prague really was something special in the winter. The state police didn't bother her too much, really. She grew up around police, dodging them, then working for them. She did what she did best: throw her head up high, pretend they're nothing.
And they are nothing, especially now, as she's latched her arm onto Adam's and they make their way through a late winter night.]
And I told you I'm not dating you for your dance moves.
[The distraction is not enough, unfortunately. The sequined top hat has now become One Property of Isha. Not without a kiss to his cheek, though.
She arranges the hat just so, making it lopsided, covering one eye like a real gangster. She looks So Tough. Almost as tough as No Fun Adam? Maybe.]
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That was a fact.
She didn't know just how bad the Augs had it in the city, how hated they were, and how much trouble they were simply by existing in a space.
Clearly it didn't stop her, not now, not ever. What she knows are people. That's really all it took. When you get down to the basics, it's really easy to read any kind of person from anywhere. What was it about universal truths?
Isha had actually never been to Prague. For someone with as much money to burn as her, there was something about keeping to usual haunts. Prague really was something special in the winter. The state police didn't bother her too much, really. She grew up around police, dodging them, then working for them. She did what she did best: throw her head up high, pretend they're nothing.
And they are nothing, especially now, as she's latched her arm onto Adam's and they make their way through a late winter night.]
And I told you I'm not dating you for your dance moves.
[The distraction is not enough, unfortunately. The sequined top hat has now become One Property of Isha. Not without a kiss to his cheek, though.
She arranges the hat just so, making it lopsided, covering one eye like a real gangster. She looks So Tough. Almost as tough as No Fun Adam? Maybe.]
How do I look?