With all of the going on, it was hard to be bored, or stressed, or otherwise not entirely entertained. That was the case for most mortal men (and women) of the metahuman variety, barring someone who wired themselves up so tight they could crush coal into diamonds with their sphincter, and don't even get started about their blood pressure! On the other hand, for those without connections to slow biological meat-bodies, that was a bit of a problem...<br/><br/>Alexandra didn't like being outside of her 'body'; it was like being permanently jumped into the ether, which over time felt uncomfortable. Something about being connected to a humanoid form was comforting, not to mention she had the VR setup there configured just how she liked it, even with that annoying cock-gobbling slut that she called a Pilot that she had to share it with. Rather, she thought she was frustrating right now, but after spending the last several hours flirting around the node and the VR of the bar at the speed of thought with a feeling of general dysphoria gradually growing and making you uncomfortable, let's see how<em>you</em>liked it!<br/><br/>The card game was where she was hanging out the most; one of the girls was a Sister of hers in the 69 Gang(bangers), a 'Little Sister' to be precise, but then again when you were one of the OG(B)s (Original Gang(bangers)), most were. She was awaiting the completion of her primary anthroform drone body - it needed repairs after an 'incident' with a Yak who got a bit too uppity, and who apparently decided a full-auto shotgun was a thing to put in your synthetic cyberleg for general defense. Unfortunately for him, Alex was far tougher than she looked, and even faster, and she made sure that the Yaks received the man's severed ring finger in the mail, along with a copy of the 'incident' and the preceding events. Messages had to be sent, but the 69 Gang(bangers) were not big enough to go pissing off an international syndicate, even if it was JUST the Seattle Yakuza.<br/><br/>She manifested herself in AR - full humanoid form, dressed like a sexy secretary, one of her current looks for her existing model, glasses and all - as if she were sitting on the card-table in front of the bunraku-escapee in the garters and little else. She made sure to be tapping a finger with her arms crossed, frowning slightly and clearly very much uncomfortable.<br/><br/><em>"They have you doing something fun for the next loss yet?"</em>she asked, after quickly double-checking to make sure that she hadn't asked in less than five minutes.<em>"Big Daddy seems to be running late and not answering his comm at the moment... I swear if that damn personality in my head decided to give him a full go at her before coming here I am going to be <strong>very</strong> grumpy..."</em>