"One of these is nowhere near strong enough to affect my aim, trust me." she said, and then without a flinch downed the rest of the glass and upturned it on the bar, again daintily cleaning her lips clear of the head "And despite what you say, you<em>are</em>soft..."<br/><br/>The woman stands, stretches a bit, and then winks before heading her way out of the bar...<br/><br/>"Soft in<em>all</em>the right places, anyway..." was a 'accidentally loud' mumbling from the likely older woman as she opened the door "Let's just get to going then, and shallom Cranky..."<br/><br/>Aberdeen was not far from Alice's own home in Stanley, and considering it was home to the Wuxing Skytower, base of operations for Wuxing, she'd certainly been in the area before.  While Stanley was a tad on the lower end of the economic spectrum, this area was a mixture of ever economic level living near every other it would seem, lots of houseboats and yachts, and is one of the best fishing areas in all of Hong Kong, commercial or otherwise.  That said, passing through to Aberdeen by car one can spot the occasional astral shallow, a porthole into the astral realm that even mundanes can see, though luckily no nearby Spirits this time.  Smoke can be seen on the island connected to one of the ports by a bridge, which is where a magical community is said to live, in contrast to the many restaurant-boats parked just off the shore farther down the way.<br/><br/>Sa'ortra's home is in a tall apartment complex in relatively decent shape; not the sort of thing you'd call 'middle class' but certainly not bad.  Invited up, Alice would follow Sa'ortra into the building, the feminine woman swaying her hips with each step as naturally as a woman with real legs like she mentioned she felt them to be like in the bar, past a smiling ork man behind a desk as she passed, Sa'ortra of course returning the wave.  Into an elevator, and inserting a maglock keycard into a reader, the button to the penthouse lit up and the elevator got moving.  Up and up it went past countless floors it would seem, but eventually it stopped, the doors opened, and another door with another maglock was there, which the desert-skinned woman opened with another maglock keycard.  It opened then to... well, a<em>very</em>wide, open area.<br/><br/>Apparently the penthouse was a converted artists studio with walls put up.  It was very open, very spacious (especially by Hong Kong Standards), but the furniture was a tad above utilitarian, though comfort was still there notably, about on par with Alice's own really.  if her AR mode is on she could see rather nice wallpaper emulating shifting desert sands on the walls, and in the distance... there looked to be a workshop with countless parts and pieces of machinery lying about, and a glimmer of an area with a bit more light than everywhere else, natural light at that... a skylight, maybe?  Hard to tell without taking a look...<br/><br/>"You like?" the cyberlegged woman asked as she strode into her apartment, humming a bit then "Have a seat, I'll be back with the rifle, and don't go raiding my fridge now, okay?"