<strong>Name:</strong>Tabitha Lyght<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Nikki Strykher<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Main floor<br/><br/>She was bored; the founders still weren't letting her go on missions and so she was one of the rare ones who stayed Earth-bound. Having done all that she could at the control center, Tabitha decided to go out and try this "new club". The card had disintegrated maybe a minute after she touched it but she memorized the address. Something had told her not to say a word to anyone else; the mini "self destruct" mechanism of the card was all that she needed to know that not too many were invited to this club.<br/><br/>There were specific clues that if she hadn't seen the card, she wouldn't had known what they meant, if anything at all. When she finally made it pass all of them, she stood in a pristine hallway in front of a security check.<br/><br/>"Any weapons?"<br/><br/>"... Just these fists o' mine!" she tried to joke, thinking back to a video game her best friend played faithfully. She knew that she would get no laughter and sighed, "No... but you're gonna look anyway, right...?" she asked. They checked without responding and stoically spat out the rules of the club. She was glad that the next door opened to the club itself.<br/><br/>Her ears were bombarded with a song she had never heard before but it was enough to make her want to dance. The lyrics were appropriate, talking about superheroes. She bobbed her head to the beat once she caught it and made her way to the bar. The man beside her looked familiar but she couldn't put a finger on it. She gave him a nodded greeting before she ordered a beer.<br/><br/>She didn't know if she wanted to engage in a conversation with the man; he looked like he had a rough day. Before she made up her mind, Tabitha watched as she saw none other than Nightbrite approach the bar. Once she spoke to the man, Tabitha remembered his name. She knew that he would enjoy her company more (she didn't blame him; even straight and narrow Tabitha found her sexy) so she made her way to the dance floor; it was calling her name as it was!