<div class="floatright">(http://pcdn.500px.net/1457206/db808eb72ec7f66c5fee911270793ffb863a582d/3.jpg)</div>Cassandra Keisling/Fang<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Stun Damage:  0<br/>Edge:  6/5<br/>Lethal Damage: 0<br/>Spirits:  <br/>Tuatha deDanan (Force III Spirt of Man, Bound) 11 Services.  <br/><br/><br/>Spells:  <br/>Improved Invisibility F4<br/><br/>NY: 1,250<br/></div></div><br/><br/>“That’ll be fine,” fang replied, cuing up a chocho-soy shake from her kitchen coputer. “I’ll be there.”<br/><br/>She checked the callander and noted that Hikari was dancing at the Ivory Tiles tonight.  She’d work there tomorrow herself, good thing she’d gotten everything done tonight.  The black girl licked the chocolate off of her kiss me lips, through the cup in the recycler, and got back onto the mirage.  At the exact meeting time, she parked the bike a few minutes away.<br/><br/>Recasting her invisibility, she approached the meeting sight on foot, meaning to make sure it was just the two of them before revealing herself and making the exchange.<br/>