<div class="floatleft">(http://i1000.photobucket.com/albums/af130/ViciousTeddyBear/Shards/Misc/Tigress/6c32c922-ab11-487d-8351-9c6caaa8de15.jpg~original)</div>"Oh besides everyone here looking me up and down? Not really." Tigress responds into her wrist mic.  She looks at a few who give her mean looks, but others...well it's kind of a compliment as it seems like both sides of roaming eyes over her curves.  Totally fine by her, they can look all day long, so long as they don't touch she'll be peachy.  Her eyes continue to scan the crowds, just a slow sweep back and forth with her head...peppered with a few pointed looks at people that seem to be staring just a bit too long.<br/><br/>"Oh, scratch that, I've got a group of BDP'ers headed my way." She takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly.  She seems to be watching the protest more than the BDP guys.  At least to appear like she's just here for the demonstration.  She winces, her ears falling flat against her head when the loud-speakers boom out about someone flying up above them. "As much as that would make me giggle, the Iron Maiden stuff, I don't think it's exactly what we're here for? Technically they're not doing anything yet." She shrugs her shoulders and looks up at Abigail.<br/><br/>Geez, who in the hell spotted her?  Sure, Tigress knew she was somewhere up there, but she hadn't looked to see how far up.  Her eyes come back to the level though, looking more pointedly at the squad headed in her direction.  She balls up her fists, but releases them. They<i>could</i>just want to talk.  She highly doubts it, but it's a possibility!  She waves, at least, when they get closer.  "You boys enjoying the protest?"