<strong><span class="bbc_u">Sisterhood of Mischief</span></strong><br/><br/>Green eyes met Gold, frowned slightly at the way she examined her body. She had felt that gaze before, Jenny was not especially attractive, but she was not hideous either, and several men had pulled her over into an alley for some rough fun. Most had left with broken limbs if they were lucky<br/><br/>"I'm Jenny Falstaff." She plonked herself down into the chair, sitting straight, but with a distinct air that suggested she liked being off of her feet. "I was told I'd bump into a partner around here, and after hearing news of these attacks, I'm eager to find her."