A chill swept through the small town, bringing with it clouds and a damp frozen feel to the air. The place didnt seem too busy, as it was rather late at night for people to be out and about, however there was one place where lights were lit bright and flashy. That one place where it seemed every misfit and lowlife the town could offer were in one place. The Firecat, or in other words, the bar.<br/><br/>The inside appeared just as dirty as most other bars. Something of a dance floor where if you so chose you could dance to the old fashioned juke box in the corner, a few tables, and the actual bar with stools lined up along it. At one of these stools sat a woman that almost looked out of place in the scene. Her long hair was combed up into a ponytail, a flame red length of silky smooth strands that ended just at her waist, and her eyes were a dark purple that danced in the light. She wore a white dress that was slit up both sides to her thigh, had no sleeves, and was cut somewhat low revealing a pale expanse of cleavage.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">"Another beer"</span>Kasumi said as the bartender passed, pushing her empty bottle away with one pale, graceful tattooed hand and looking up at the burly man with those dark purple eyes. He nodded and grabbed her another bottle, popping it open and sliding it to her. "there ya go sweetheart" The man said as he did so. Lip twitching in a grimace she grabbed her bottle and muttered as she took a sip,<span style="color: #FF0000">"call me sweetheart again and see what happens...."</span>Then tilted her head slightly, using reflective surfaces to watch the room behind her. As relaxed as she looked she was ready for anything, like a cat lounging in the hall and looking so relaxed it was nearly a puddle of fur, but at the slightest noise be up and ready for fight or flight.<br/><br/>Her slightest noise happened to be the bell on the door as it jangled to welcome someone new into this god forsaken place. Turning slightly in her stool she caught sight of the person who'd walked in and immediately began analyze him in a way that from the outside would only look like vague everyday curiosity.