Rayne walked threw the door of the tavern wearing dark wash jeans a black corsette top and knee high black high heal boots. Her long purple hair pulled to the side in a side pony tail under a black hat with a "A" on it. She gracefully walked to the bar, her hips giveing a natural sway when she walked. She sat down and rubed her temples.<span style="font-style: italic">God, I need a drink and I'm so tired as well. Why am I so tired?</span>she thought to herself. She put her purse on the counter beside her and sighed resting her head on her perfectly manicured hand and waited for the bartender.