Suzu pulled up to the apartment. She knew she had the right place because her Google Navigation (Beta) told her so. It even flipped over to Street View and yes, the G-Folks were thorough, taking a perfect picture of the house from the street along their route to map.... well, EVERYTHING. She turned off her ignition and all of her devices bluetooth links disconnected simultaneously. Pulling the power jacks off the table and her Smartphone (Samsung Galaxy Nexus, with Ice Cream Sandwich, thank you very much), she then quickly slid out the tablet from the mount and then carefully removed her smartphone from the car mount (her baby) and slid it back into it's protective case, slipping it into her pants pocket. She placed the Tablet (Asus Transformer, Yes, the first Quad Core tablet, now with Ice Cream Sandwich, thank you very much) into it's protective case as well turning off the display. She then got out of her car and popped the trunk, pulling out her rather large backpack full of her necessities for the evening/morning of this slumber party and closed her trunk, arming the car's alarm.<br/><br/>She took a few steps and just for a moment, she had a doubt enter her mind that she had the right place... just for a moment, but then she remembered. Impossible that it wasn't the right place... Google told her so. She nodded as she approached the front door. She took her strides in her denim boot cut jeans, low waist, flared bottoms and her short ankle boots, slightly heeled but always practical. Besides, everyone knew, the best and smartest geeks have always had a flare for "Cupertino" fashion. Her light skin was adorned by her hair being down this time, she would set up her bun before bed later and she let her locks rest on her shoulders and one size too small-t-shirt<br/><br/>(Shown here)<br/><div class="ToggleTriggerAnchor bbCodeSpoilerContainer">
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</div><br/>which exposed her navel and was partially covered by a fashion rib high leather jacket.<br/><br/>Along the way she tapped through her tablet, taking some final notes on her latest Linux script that would automate some server management for her and placing the notes in the cloud for safekeeping before she sighed and reach up to hit the doorbell... She had a quick transient thought that the world should have stopped using doorbells along time ago and started to use automatic camera activation for the people to authorize the visitors inside. *pffft* The U.S. was too slow in adopting technology for her taste.<br/><br/>After she hit the doorbell, the thought did occur to her, while she knew Host from High School, she wasn't -that- familiar with her, just really passing acquaintances, nothing really more. She wondered why she was invited in the first place but she accepted the invitation (though she would have preferred an E-vite) and just thought that getting to know some people other than those in the SWTOR would do her some good...<br/><br/>That reminded her, she needed to start working on her Sith Inquisitor alt soon.... *nod, nod*<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>