Ever since
hearing Jazz's news three days ago, Dani's been in a bit of a...a foul mood, you could say. She spent the remainder of Wednesday holed up in her room, alternating between crying, silence and swearing up and down that she was going to kick a certain Armani-clad fruit loop's butt from here to the Ghost Zone to Kingdom Come. Thursday and Friday were a tad more productive: she came down from her room only to train outside.
This afternoon finds Dani coming in after finishing another hard practice session, shifting back to human form as she walks through the doorway and approaches the bar.
"Can I get some water, please?" she asks. The requested bottle appears on the bar top, along with a towel. Dani grins and wipes some of the sweat from her face. "Thanks, Bar."
OOC: [once again, plotlocked!]