<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Scandal</strong></span><em>The Tantric Sorceress</em><hr/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/e0/05/de/e005dec0cf59fb30f7684d47e2c355c7.png)</div><strong>Location</strong>: Burning Man, Black Rock Desert<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br/><strong>Hero Points</strong>: 1<br/><strong>Conditions</strong>:<br/><hr/><br/>Some days, Kim decided, were easier as a woman than a guy. Driving into the middle of desert wasn’t one of them; dust, heat and the rest. Not too long ago she would have been able to get by with a tank top, no bra or whatever. Add in the changes in her..’outlook’, and admitting that a certain hero’s ass stood out in her day dreams. Not to mention the ‘price’her new powers entailed, she reminded herself as she got out of her rented vehicle and looked around at the crowd.<br/><br/>There she was in jeans, boots, a sports bra and underarmor T-shirt. The pants were curve hugging and felt like a second skin, the boots had a two inch heel and the T-shirt seemed to be shrinking towards a tank top. Her ‘gifts’ at work she mused. God she missed the costume, especially the utility belt and bow. She pulled out her cell phone and texted to her friend Rose.<br/><br/><em>I'm here at Burning Man, can you come by to check out something for me?</em>if the soda was derived from the grapes Poly Aimes developed, who could do a better job than her partner Briar Rose? She updated her position with the Avenger’s database as well.<br/><br/>She walked thru the crowds, acutely aware of the eyes on her as she walked thru the festivities, and she had to admit it was a rush that left her hot and bothered, a condition she normally would take care of in private but she didn’t see any place to use.