(okay... I dunno if I'll be able to post often, but I figure it's worth a shot, and I'm just messing about.)<br/>Edit: Char's got a seeecret!<br/><br/>The entrance to the bar swung open very suddenly, and a young woman staggered inside, looking visibly distressed. She had white skin and dark hair that didn't reach past her ears... in cute pigtails that belonged on someone half her size.<br/><br/>She was dressed a little oddly... her jeans were a couple sizes too large, as was her leather jacket. She awkwardly held the front of her jeans to keep them from falling down.<br/><br/>Her white tank-top was in the opposite condition: about a size too small, it was almost like a second skin to her almost head-sized breasts... and it was clear she wasn't wearing a bra. The rest of her was a bit less curvy, but well muscled.<br/><br/>Without giving anyone in the bar a glance at all, she moved to the booth furthest from the door and threw her self into it, watching the windows and the door with her chest heaving (bounce, boing, bounce,) and semi-panicked eyes.