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[Jane Doe]

A blonde woman in BDUs winds her way through the smoky Bazaar. Cropped hair. Black glasses. Military precision in her manner. Crisp and clipped. 

She stops to look at a map of the Bazaar. Coughs. Continues on her way. 

She arrives at her chosen destination. A bell rings and announces her. 

A shop clerk, an elderly gentleman, comes through a curtain from the rear of the shop. "Came I help you, miss?"

"Oui Monsieur," comes a heavy French accent. "Je voudrais un kit de maquillage avec beaucoup de différente prosthétique satisfais."

The clerk stares at her for a moment before she flushes. "Pardon me, I forget. Not everyone speaks Français. I need a… Ce qui est… make-up kit?" She smiles hopefully. 

(OOG: Please excuse my lack of real French proficiency. I had to use babelfish.) 

[Jane Doe]

The woman grabs the bag of purchases. "Merci, monsieur." She leaves the store.

Outside she sniffs the air. Coughs. Makes a left and starts heading out of the bazaar. She takes a different route to exit.

[Valeria Kane]

**  As Jane winds her way through the Bazaar the illumination of a nearby fire silhouettes a figure crouched upon a rooftop.  The tall, slender woman's body is condensed into a position where she could easily pounce from her perch, but her body language is relaxed ... almost carefree for the moment.

[Jane Doe]

The woman doesn't stop. She continues walking.

[Valeria Kane]

**  The figure on the rooftop moves along the surface of the buldings, matching the other woman's pace, leaving swirls of floating Ghost Rock dust in her wake, a smooth silken voice whispering from the shadows in perfect French, "ou allons au jour d'hui, mademoiselle?" (ooc - where are we going today, miss? - Babelfish's grammar is hideous)[/i][/color]

[Jane Doe]

She halts and looks around. "Qui peux-je demander demande?" (OOG: "Who may I ask is asking?")

[Valeria Kane]

She halts and looks around. "Qui peux-je demander demande?" (OOG: "Who may I ask is asking?")

**  The figure moves toward the edge of the building, dropping easily off the edge, her fall apparently slowed by some sort of cloak, the shadows making it difficult to tell.  As the woman emerges from the shadows the speaker is revealed to be a tall, slender woman with an athletic build.  Long black hair frames her attractive face, seemingly of an Eastern European lineage, and dark eyes circled in crimson irises.  She is clad in a form-fitting red cat-suit and walks in a manner that has been described as “a cat stalking a canary”.

    “Bonjour, belle … je suis Dame Valeria Kane, Chez Lilithe … mais vous je ne reconnaisse pas” (ooc – greeting dear, I am Lady Valeria Kane, House Lilith … but you I do not recognize.)[/i][/color]

[Jane Doe]

She juts out her chin. " Bonjour madame. Mon nom est Jacquelyn Generale de Maison Fleming." (OOG: Hello ma'am. My name is Jacquelyn Generale of House Fleming.)

She does not remove her sunglasses.

[SigmaCaine]

From one end of the Bazaar, a man dressed in a white t-shirt and camo BDU's approaches, clutching desperately at something strung around his neck and muttering something to himself.

[Valeria Kane]

She juts out her chin. " Bonjour madame. Mon nom est Jacquelyn Generale de Maison Fleming." (OOG: Hello ma'am. My name is Jacquelyn Generale of House Fleming.)

†  The Lilith nods in a knowing manner, her eyes assesing the unfamiliar avatar with a sly grin, "Chez Fleming ferait le sens ... vous n'êtes pas nouveau, cependant, vous sait votre façon autour d'aussi bien (ooc - House Fleming would make sense ... you're not new, though, you know know your way around too well)

From one end of the Bazaar, a man dressed in a white t-shirt and camo BDU's approaches, clutching desperately at something strung around his neck and muttering something to himself.

†  Valeria turns, grinning, "Sigma ... it feels like it's been an eternity"  her arm outstretched, she silently invites the Galahad to join the pair.

[Jane Doe]

The woman stares blankly at Valeria through her black sunglasses.

She steps back.

[Valeria Kane]

The woman stares blankly at Valeria through her black sunglasses.  She steps back.

**  Arm still outstretched, Valeria's eyes move toward the woman, the sly grin remaining as her head swivels to match the direction of her eyes, "est quelque chose mal, Jacqueline?" (ooc - is something wrong, Jacqueline?)



OOC - http://www.freetranslation.com/ (the grammar is much better than babelfish... thanks due to Rob/Zane)

[Jane Doe]

She shakes her head and looks at Sigma. She looks back at Valeria. "Je déteste pour être impoli, mais je dois être sur ma façon."

(OOG:"I hate to be rude, but I must be on my way.")

[SigmaCaine]

Sigma approaches the pair. "Hey, babe. It does seem like forever." He gives Val a hug, then looks towards the Fleming. "Leaving so soon? We haven't even met yet!"

[Jane Doe]

She tilts her head to one side. "Jacquelyn Generale, House Fleming." She has a thick French accent. She arches and eyebrow.