Running into trouble

[Firestar]

OOC: Let's get this party started!!!!!!!!

Kate saw the tall skyscrapers like a blur, unable to focus on anything really because of her speed. She had just run from Indianapolis all the way to the Big Apple.
Just my luck. Whenever I finally seem to be able to find a good place to hide, someone always shows up. This time it was the men dressed in black with the huge powerful tazers. She would have just run to a different part of town if she hadn't seen the police. She decided then that Indiana just wasn't the place for her. New York was a big city, and she figured it would be easy enough to hide here.
Soon she was down the streets, trying to weave her way through the cars and the people. She arrived on a sidewalk just in time to run into someone on the street that she hadn't seen, falling to the ground and possibly knocking the other person over.

[trinn]

Even walking down the sidewalk, Feleicty had a natural sway. Years of walking down runways had affected her natural stride. However, today she was trotting down the sidewalk, running unusually late to her next gig. The heels she wore didn't lend her any more speed. The tall, skinny things were proving a challenge to manuever in. Her destination in sight now, Felicity pushed herself faster. A sudden force rammed into her, pushing her off balance. She made a valiant effort to stay upright, swiveling on the lethal hills, but in the end she couldn't keep her balance and fell on her rear. There was a woman on the ground near her, and it was obvious she was the culprit. "Why don't you watch where you're going?" Felicity said, angry. "oh, no, no no no." she said in horror, looking at one of her shoes, the heel snapped clean off. What was she going to do? These were the shoes she had to wear on the runway. "Thanks alot." she said, attempting to stand.

[Firestar]

Once Kate got her bearings again with the world spinning dizzily around her and the sensation of running still in her mind, she looked at the person she had run into. She winced as the woman spoke to her accusingly, keeping an eye out for cops or anyone else who might be chasing her.
"I'm sorry," she said a little breathlessly, standing to her feet. "I didn't see you. This place is so crowded you can hardly see three feet in front of you, and I was in a hurry." She lent the woman a hand to help her up and noticed the broken shoe. She stared for a moment, not seeing how anyone could stand on the things, much less walk down the street in them. It looked like trying to balance on a pair of pencils. "Sorry about your shoes. I'll get you some new ones if that'll make it up to you."

[trinn]

Taking the hand, grudingly, Felicity was able to stand. She felt ridculous with one flat foot and one tall foot. She sighed at the woman's words, shaking her head in disgust. "No, you can't get me new ones. These aren't even on the market yet!" Feeling close to panic, she gripped the broken heel in her hand, staring wide-eyed at it. What would happen when she showed up like this? It was Daves job getting fired, not hers. "Also," she said, voice bitter, "It's not that crowded." On either side a crush of people passed by, ignoring the two woman. Rubbing her forehead with the tips of her fingers, she tried to calm down. "Ugh, this is going to ruin me." she muttered. She had to fight the urge to blast this woman for her clumsiness. Letting her hand drop down, Felicity glared at her. "Just watch where you're going in the future, ok?" Shaking her head, she started hobbling down the sidewalk, feeling as disgraced as a wet cat.

[Firestar]

Kate felt really awkward about the situation and wished there was some way to make it up to the woman. But she hardly had time to think of a way to excuse herself when she saw a cop car racing down the street. She looked away and tried to be inconspicuous.
D**nit! Can't I get away from them for one day and get some sort of semblence of a normal life? A memory flashed in her mind of a cop shoving her against a brick wall and attempting to cuff her. She had hit him hard before he did and got away instantly, but the absolute animal fear of being chased and nearly caught lingered in her mind. As soon as the cop had passed, she turned down the opposite direction she had been going and soon ducked into what looked like a modeling studio, hiding in a dressing room.
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Dave stood by the building of Felicity's studio, waiting for her to appear. He waited with a confidant smile. He had to ask her for some cash, but he could tell her he had landed a job. He was going to be in a broadway production, with a fairly major part. Granted, he would need some singing lessons, but that was what he needed the money for.
He was a bit surprised at his sister being late to work. It wasn't normal for her, and he actually intended to taunt her about it when he saw her.

[trinn]

Staring at the ground, concentrating on her steps now, Felicity finished the rest of her walk to the building. When she looked up, Dave was standing there, looking smug. She wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. "Hey." she said half-heartedly. "This is a surprise." Tilting her head, she waited for an explanation. Because of the grin, she assumed he had good news. "Did you get that job at the Pizza Place?"

[Firestar]

Dave grinned as his little sister came into view. He raised a curious eyebrow at her broken shoe, wondering how she had gotten clumsy enough to damage it.
"No, even better," he said, opening the door for her, "I got a job on Broadway. I just need some good singing lessons and I'm all set to become a star..." He left the statement hanging, wondering if she would get the hint.

[trinn]

Loping through the open door, Felicity continued on, her brain on auto-pilate as she made the familiar way to the dressing rooms. Her glum mood brightened at Dave's words, although her eyes narrowed at the sound of singing lessons. Coming to a stop outside her destination, she eyed Dave. "Yes, I'll loan you some money for the lessons." she said, answering his unspoken question. Then, squealing in glee, she hugged Dave jubilously. "I'm so excited for you Dave! You're going to be great!"

[Firestar]

Dave grinned at Felicity when she said she'd loan him money. Hugging her closely as she squeeled, he couldn't help but laugh himself.
"I hope so," he said just a little tentatively, but then broke into his usual confidant demeanor. "I finally get to show the whole world where the real talent is."

[trinn]

Pulling away from Dave, Felicity raised an eyebrow at him. "Sorry bro, but I think we all know who's got the real talent." She placed a hand on her heart, smling sweetly. The door behind her suddenly surged open, revealing the angry face of her agent. "There you are!" he shouted. "My God girl, where have you been! Holding everyone up!" Feeling abashed, Felicity looked down at her feet, at the culprits who had earned her this shouting.

"Well, someone ran into me outisde, and I fell." Slipping out of the heels, she bent down and picked them up, handing them to her agent. "And then this happened." Her bosses eyes bulged as he took in the broken heel, then he was waving his hands and shaking his head.

"Whateva, whateva. We'll find a different pair. But I'll tell you what, the designer ain't gonna like this one bit. Come on, come on." he said, hurrying her into the room. Felicity turned to look at Dave.

"I gotta go. Meet me after the show and I'll get you that money. Love ya bro." That was all she could say before her agent pulled her into the room.

[Firestar]

Dave raised an eyebrow at his sister's comment and smirked at her.
"What can I say? It runs in the family, I guess." He looked up as the man came in and started bossing his sister around. He thought about saying something nasty, then thought better of it. Instead, he winked at Felicity as she went into the room.
"Knock 'em dead, Lissy," he told her.
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Kate glanced up as the door started to open, searching wildly for a place to hide. She saw an open closet and dashed into it. It was smaller than she had expected, though, and she ran smack into the back wall, making a loud thud.
"Ow," she muttered quietly, pressing herself against the side wall and praying whoever was coming in didn't need anything from the closet. Or was curious about the noise that had come from inside.

[trinn]

In the changing room, there were a host of stylists and make-up artists bustling around other models. The place smelled of hairspray and nerves. Her agent, Hank, hustled her over to a chair and pushed her into it. Felicity bit the inside of her cheek, trying to keep from pushing him away. He could be very obnoxious. In minutes she was ready, having put on shorter stilettos. The only thing that was missing was the coat that would tie her whole ensemble together. "I got it." said Hank, bustling over to the tiny closet. Felicity sighed, waiting patiently. She was anxious to get on the runway and get it over with. The bright lights of the changing room were beginning to effect her, making her skin crawl. Inconspicuously, she leaked the light she had absorbed from her skin. She looked over at Hank, watching as he started opening the closet. From behind her, someone shouted, "It's right here, Hank!" Her agent abondoned the closet then and grabbed the jacket which a stylist had found. He threw it at Felicity, and she obedientely put it on. Now ready, she joined the forming line of models, all waiting their turn on the runway.

[Firestar]

Kate nearly had a heart attack when she heard someone walking to the door of the closet. She slid to the floor with relief when the steps receded and calmed her breathing. She waited a few more minutes before she peeked out to see if anyone was still around, cracking the door open. The place seemed to be filled with people now, including a lot of models. One of them, she noted with a bit of dread, was the woman she had run into outside. She began to wonder how much longer it would take. The closet was really tiny and she was beginning to get claustraphobic.
While I'm here, I might as well look for a new outfit, she thought, staring at the clothing. She would have to find a way to disguise herself somehow.

[trinn]

Finally, it was Felicity's turn to walk out. Taking a quick, calming breath, Felicity took the first step onto the runway. The lights glaring down at her sank deeply into her skin, tingling and warm. As she glided down the runway, she swept a discrete glance at the watching crowd, trying to spot the designer. There he was, at the head of the runway. Felicity nearly turned and ran away, noticing how his eyes seemed to be glaring at her feet. Keeping a cool demeanor, she reached the end, standing almost directly infront of him. Not looking at him, she instead concentrated on leaking out the light she had absorbed, giving her body that radiant glow. The crowd clapped, cameras flashed. Risking a glance at the designer, she noticed how he seemed suprised by the audiences enthusiasm. Suprised, but pleased. Turning back around, she took the return journey down the runway, giving an encouraging smile to the model that was just coming out.

[Blod]

occ: Enter trouble

Jimm sat behind the first row of photographers as he enjoyed a break from London. The city was wonderful but he enjoyed the United States just as much. They were an aggressive people and quite annoying when it came down to it but they did have a good taste in food and well killing was something they understood. Killing, food, and arts. Running a hand through his freshly cleaned black hair he watched as a new model strutted down th catwalk. She drew his attention and Jimm found himself leaning forward.

The others had possed the outrageous bueaty most super models had but she seemed to glow unntaturally and he had his suspicions of her having a power. As she turned around and walked he wondered if he should sneak back their and confrotn the woman to see where her allegaince lay but instead he kept his seat and waited for her to show again. After all he didn't want to appear a nutcase.

[Firestar]

Kate sneaked out of the closet as soon no one was looking, trying to blend in with the people without being noticed.
"Hank," she heard someone call, "Victoria called in sick. We need her on here! The outfit she was supposed to model was the main attraction today! The designers are going to throw a fit if they can't show their work today."

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As Felecity returned backstage, she was once again hustled about. Hank seemed to be having a stroke, his face was so red. He came trotting over to her, a new outfit in hand. "Here, put this on. Victoria's pretty much your size." Felicity frowned, confused.

"Wasn't she supposed to wear this?"

"She called in sick, now hurry up." He thrust the number at her, and keeping her cool, Felicity hurried over to a privacy screen to change. In a matter of seconds she had odd miniskirt and blouse on, as well as some elbow high, lacey gloves. She had only enough time to fluff her hair, and then Hank was rushing her to get back in line. Her shoes had changed again to for this outfit. Knee-high combat boots, which were wonderfully easy to walk in.

As she had before, Felicity strode back onto the runway, feeling more confident the second time around. Hips swaying, she made it successfully to the end of the platform. As was habit, she again let a steady leak of light from her skin, giving herself that radiant beauty. And Dave thought he had all the talent. Letting her lips quirk up in a little grin, she pivoted back around and retraced her steps down the runway.

[Firestar]

Kate quietly sneaked out of the bustling room and thought she was home free to get out of there, until she ran into another man in the hallway outside. He seemed a little surprised, as if he hadn't been expecting anyone to come out yet. A large, cardboard box at one end of the hall suddenly dropped to the ground as if it had fallen from the ceiling. She hesitated as their eyes met.
"Hey," the guy said, "You one of the models? I'd figure you would be out showing off to the cameras right now." Kate shook her head, thinking up a lie on the spot.
"No. I came to interview about a job, but it didn't pan out." The man gave a short whistle.
"I know how that feels. Sorry you didn't get the job. You'd probably be great at it." He gave her a quick wink. Kate nodded and took a step toward the door.
"It's okay, I'm going to look into another job somewhere," she hurriedly explained.
"Well, if your any good at acting, you might find possiblities here. I'm Dave, by the way. Dave Monroe."
"I'm Kate," she told him, not giving her last name. She was mindful that even here she was wanted for murder.

[Blod]

Laughing to himselfl Jimm watched as the girl walked down the cat walk again in a new outfit yet still leaking the light. He didn't understand how none of the people around could notice the difference but most of the normals were known for their ignorance. They saw something they didn't know they tried to play it off with something else.

[Max452]

Logan flashed his press badge at the usher as he hurried inside the fashion show. "She's gonna kill me!" Logan muttered, knowing how late he was to Felicity's show. He appeared inside and knew that he wouldn't be able to make it into his third row seat without being noticed as an idiot late comer. The last thing he wanted to do was embarrass his kid sister. So, inclining to the back, where he found, he could see perfectly fine despite all the flashing. He smiled when he spotted Felicity making her second appearance. He smirked as his sister dominated the runway.