<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Shadowrun/shadowrun2/Shadowrun12_zps982edb5c.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Name:</strong></div></td><td> <strong>Selena Marie Jeansonne</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=244674.msg12094376#msg12094376)  </td><td></td></tr><tr><td><div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Location:</strong></div></td><td>Los Angeles- Down town</td><td></td></tr><tr><td><div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Time:</strong></div></td><td>Day 001, Morning</td><td></td></tr><tr><td><div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Tagging:</strong></div></td><td>N/A</td><td></td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/>To Selena it, at times, still felt like she had fallen through a mirror and into 'Wonderland', Here she was now In LA, Los Angeles, the city of Angels, doing her normal morning run along Rodeo drive. Fancy cars, with men and women she had seen in some medium before, flashed by and she felt more alive then just the day before. Her eyes took in everything and her mind ordered and filed it and would now remember it fully...maybe forever or as long as she was alive. She was not exactly sure how that worked now that she was partly divine. Would she age? Another mystery she would have to look into.<br/><br/>Just five days ago she was making herself a lunch at the new place papa had provided, he had said with all the stuff he had there was no reason for her to live in a tiny little place, when that god phone rang. The Baron's voice was there when she answered and such a voice he had, mix James Earl Jones with some whiskey and maybe that guy from the old Bond movie, his voice rolled and could send a shiver of delight down a woman's spine, even her own.<em>"I hear you are doing better my daughter. That is good to hear. I need you to stop by and see a couple of true believers, they are needful of a person of your skills and be gentle they do not have that much money to spend. Be well and Be aware and be careful my daughter."</em>That was all save for a text with an address. Selena had remembered that the Baron had mentioned being able to hear prayers from his true believers and so she had went to the house in a subrub outside of New Orleans. There she met the Williams, Mr and Mrs and 3 children. It seemed that their eldest daughter, Laura, had went out west to LA with several other young women with an supposed modeling firm. She had stayed in touch for a couple of months but then nothing. That was 4 weeks ago. They knew where she was supposed to have been and the agency she was supposed to be working for and not much else. The LA police were supposed to be looking into it but Selena knew very well now much effort could be put into a maybe missing person case. She just could not do this for free or she would have every charity case in New Orleans bangging on her door but she would not charge the Williams more the a few hundred because as papa had pointed out they were believers and that made them family.<br/><br/>So she took one of the new credit cards she now had, drawn on this small secretive bank in some island nation. Grabbed herself a first class ticket on the next Flight to LA and here she was now running along Rodeo Drive in bright morning sunshine. She crossed the street at the crosswalk and headed toward the hotel. The Beverly Whilshire by god...er by the gods. The same place they filmed 'Pretty Woman' it had startled her on how much attention she got when she flashed that Black credit card. How suddenily the staff went from a barely hid distain to a gushing helpfulness.<br/><br/>The sounds of horns made her glance over to the street where a car was holding up traffic. It was a flashy convertable and the reason it was holding traffic was the man and woman where watching her. Selena did a double take as she recognized John and Jane Smith, famous actors and well known power couple of the stars. Their eyes were following her as she ran with Jane leaning back and tugging down her sunglasses with a finger. Selena grinned and nodded at them which brought smiles to both famous faces. The car then spun off just as the light turned yellow. She had begun to get used to the looks she now got. Selena had always been pretty, one reason she had been brought into vice had been her hot looks. But since her rebirth or as papa called it her awakening. She had gotten all sorts of looks, men and even women would watch her and even stop traffic. Something about her new body had added to her looks, a sensuality, a sexiness she had not had before.<br/><br/>Heading to the doors of the Whilshire she heard 'beep beep' from a car horn and looked over her shoulder to see that the Smith's were stopped at the corner grinning at her and Jane gave her a wink and nod as they pulled away. She shook her head bemused by it all. She headed up to her room, took a nice hot shower. Pulled on a grey above the knee pencil skirt that had cost $400 at a small shop down the street. She added a grey silk blouse and her jacket that shifted to become a normal business jacket. She added her pistol in a shoulder sling and her new shoes. God ...err Gods did she love the shoes, as they shifted to a lovely pair of 4 inch Italians she had seen on the 'Drive'. She had rented a 2016 Mustang convertable and had looked over the maps of the entire LA area. She now knew exactly and perfectly everyplace within a mile of the hotel and was sure she could find her way around the city. These godly gifts did make some things easy.<br/><br/>First she would grab a bit to eat and then head over to where this 'agency' was supposed to be and do some snooping. She chuckled as she stepped into the hotel hallway. Definitely through the looking glass and she was a kick ass Alice.<br/>