A loud yawn came from the stairs as Vey descended them, a red one shouldered peasants top adorned her torso with a pair of white form fitting denim jeans that had tasteful slashes along them to reveal her red tinted panty hose that was worn beneath. Her hair was down and covered her left eye, though the right side was clipped back with a rose hair accessory.
Bringing a cigarette to her lips the woman went over to the stage and sat down, slowly puffing away on the cancer stick.
Jin had been acting strange lately, but she tried not to read into it too much. Still, the things Hektor had said when he'd been around had her worried. Evil intent? From a sweet heart like Jin? She didn't want to believe it.