Jan 16, 2016 16:41
Mara, dressed in a skin-tight pair of black leggings and a shirt almost as ugly as Eggsy's terrifying wolf coat under her own leather jacket, glanced over at her date for the night. "Why do you smell like Outer Rim livestock?" she asked as they walked past an obscene number of tattoo shops and whiskey bars.
New York, she had been told, was the closest this planet got to Coruscant. She found it almost entirely lacking. Everyone was human, for one. That was just unsettling. And a man had tried to tell her something called "small batch artisanal kimchi" until she yelled at him 'til he cried.
...that part had been fun. Shh.
[OOC: For the boy!]