<em>I think it might be a bit prudent to go a BIT higher but you're right. Without an idea of what I could do in the past we'll have to rely on my talents.</em>She didn't buy that everything was Syn's abilities. She wasn't a total incompetent. The new drives and hungers were clearly Syn's 'gift' to her as well as the magic. She was too at ease in her lying for it to all be Syn. She emptied out the coffin and headed to the front and pinged for a cab as she wrapped her tail around her waist under the skirt. She was quickly adapting to walking on the heels and was ready to do higher heels.<br/><br/><em>Stripping huh? You are going to have me DO more than just strip.</em>She thought to Syn. Not that it really mattered to her. She had thoroughly enjoyed the ride in the shower, despite what it had done to the man. She hoped she could find someone with more..endurance. Perhaps a woman, or a couple. She stepped into the autocab without pausing to think about it. It was easy to slip into the role that Syn planned for her. She cruised the net for strip clubs and 'exotic' bars that she could blend into. Of course sooner or later she'd need a sin, a false one given how radically she had changed. The Blue Moon was a place to start, but she already had her eye on the 'end game'. A five diamond club called the Menagerie. All folks who came in were 'top tier' and only 'names' or 'nuyen' got you in.<br/><br/><em>I can see we got some work to do. A bootleg SIN for one thing. Then what? We dance and fuck while I learn to use my powers? Or do we use them for.. running?</em>She thought as she considered things. Right off the bat, she needed more clothing. Something with 'spice' as she looked to see how much money was left in the account on her commlink. Sooner or later, she'd have to slick that 'link and come up with a new commlink. She did like the idea of linking her clothing. Mix in her ability to shape change and she could do a lot.