<div class="floatleft">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kZlr8qoaMYs/UXPl7nwyQdI/AAAAAAAACtk/mvd9_hYhu9g/s1600/WEB_CHEMIN_13020_1364821997.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Kelly Flowers<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>The Commander, villain<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Main Floor<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><br/><br/>Flowers needed a break. Everyone did, but it was especially important in her line of work. She had seen the biggest fishes in the water, namely the most dangerous vilains, have a total breakdown and go crazy. She wanted to make sure that would never happen to her, so she decided she would take that night for herself from time to time. Now of course she could have gone to a different nightclub in a different city, but then she would run the risk of getting attacked at any moment. People like her never had time to catch their breath before some hero tried to take them down. But now there she was, in the Alter Ego, a club specifically made for heroes. And somehow, that was the best security their was for her if she wanted to have a good time.<br/><br/>She had to leave all her weapons at the entrance, which she did. Somehow the guys at the entrance seemed especially paranoid about her, as their thorough body search proved. She had barely managed to avoid the cavity search after they found a hidden blade in her boot, but now that this was settled, they gave her access to the club. It was only then that she heard the music. She looked around her, getting a good view of the place from where she stood. And damn, this place was nice. Her paranoid mind kept telling her it had to be some kind of trap, reunite all the heroes here and then capture them or blow them all to kingdom come. After all, that's what she would do. But this club seemed to have been open for a while already and it was still working, so it had to be ok.<br/><br/>She went to the bar and took a seat, She noticed the people around her were none other than the heroes she had sometimes been paid to eliminate, a remarkable reminder of her past failures. She hadn't met all of them, but there definitely were a few familiar faces. She doubted any of them would wanna talk to her, so she just ordered herself a drink and waited for time to fly by. All she wanted was too get herself drunk, forget about her problems, and who knows, maybe meet some people. That would be interesting.