<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9l9vrPBvd1rp9to6o1_1280.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Quinn<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Time Square<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Ace<br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><em>Inhale... Oh, that never gets old.</em> The though of a smoker, as she inhaled the first hit on a fresh cig. Leaning against the wall, her eyes watched and flickered from person to person as they walked by quickly. The hustle and bustle of the city has always attracted her, in a such a way she could never see herself leaving a big city. Although, with that attitude of city living she did want to see the other wonders of the world... the other 'big cities' of the world. It was strict world that they lived in, and Quintressa Raina Simmons was just trying to find a way to survive it. The people passing by probably barely noticed her, and in all honesty, she didn't really notice them. Although her eyes flickered from person to person, she didn't really take much detail in. A single person could probably walk by her a few times without her realizing it was the same person. A few minutes passed and she dropped the cig to the ground and stomped it out. She was wearing a pair of DC sneakers, very warn out from all the wear that she had put them through over the years, but she refused to get new ones. They worked for her, much like she felt she worked for society quit well, not causing too much trouble and mainly staying out of the way of the people who found themselves doing great things.<br/><br/>Bringing a hand over her mouth she yawned, she had barely slept after her long night last night. Most of her nights were long, and last night was no different. She had been out with her crew and had a dance competition for some reason or another... she didn't really care about the politics behind her dancing. The free form dancing that was performed last night was mostly considered hip-hop, and she was very good at it. The nights were hard though, and it didn't pay that well either. Knowing she had to get into a proper dance company again she sighed and brought her arm down, crossing it with the other in front of her. Not wanting to move, she didn't. She was very glad that it was dark now, as the sun had been brutal in her eyes. Although it was dark in the sky, Time Square wasn't very dark at all. The billboards lit up the sky and made it almost impossible to think it was around nine o'clock already. Her eyes flashed to the huge screens as a man came on the screen, seemingly very serious. Quinn never really paid attention to the news, but knew what he was talking about slightly.<br/><br/>The words from the man on the screen took a while to hit her. Finding herself off the wall now and into the middle of the sidewalk, as most people stood still... watching, thinking. As the man's words ended and the broadcast snapped off, the screens going blank, she looked at the people around her again. Feeling her heart racing at the news, she had no idea how to react, or what to do for that matter. Never thinking that something like this could ever happen, and at first figuring it was just a hoax from the government she started walking north. Though the people around her seemed to think differently, and they were quickly in an uproar as the news settled. People were getting more obnoxious and free spirited as the end of their lives seemed imminent. Moving quickly through the crowds of people who were chattering and moving quicker themselves, she found herself having to weave more and more, and faster as the people seemed to be going out of control. This was all very annoying to her now, as all she really wanted to do was get to her apartment, and away from all this. She needed to at least call the people she new and cared for and speak to them about the news, but she couldn't do it this mess of chaos.<br/><br/>Crossing the street quickly she could see hoards of people starting to riot and seemingly pillage, figuring they had no laws any more. Grinning as she watched a fight broke out she rolled her eyes. As she did she was pushed by a group of people, and she turned and regained her balance pushing them back slightly. She didn't stick around to deal with their anger and she walked faster away from them weaving through the crowds still. Her mind started racing as she was trying to figure out how to react, she was very... thoughtful in stressful situation. As she was loosing herself to her thoughts she suddenly felt a hard shove against her right shoulder, one she was not expecting or prepared for at all as it had been from slightly behind her and out of her vision. <em>Oh, shit!</em> she though to herself as she stumbled forward. Trying to regain her balance, she could not. Instead she found her feet tangled with someone next to her and fell down over his legs. She quickly looked around to see if he had fallen as well. Figuring he would have, no way that the stumble over his legs went unnoticed by him. Finding the man she grinned a little and looked at him with a stern kind of look on her face. <strong>"I'm sorry, man."</strong></div>