It had been a while since the woman had shown her face here, hell she hadn't even said good bye before running away to Sigil. They might be surprised to see the black haired brawler, they might be angry too. But that remained to be seen.
Entering the bar front she winked to the bouncers and went to walk through to the casino, a few girls looking at her as if they had seen a ghost...No doubt the news from Sigil had reached some of the people here.
Jay was dead. After being labelled a terrorist and forced into hiding after blowing up her own unit.
But there she was, walking to the bar in her new leather outfit, well not entirely new, she had picked it up from her club before coming to see Ko.
It was no more than a skimpy bikini with crossed belts around her waist, knee high combat boots with black leather stockings rising up to her thighs. The black spiked collar adorned her neck and leather gloves covered her slender fingers.
There was no point hiding who she was here. Ko would of known about her arrival back in the city long before she made it to the club. Maybe the Yakuza had seen her too...Wouldn't that be a kick in the head. Not that it mattered, she was a lot stronger this time around, deadlier than ever.
But right now all she did was walk to the bar and take a seat. Waving the tender over to order a glass of whiskey.
The man at the bar looked at Jay after giving her the drink she ordered. He never seen her before, but he was more shocked by the way she dressed. So lewd, and yet, his eyes had trouble keeping at her face and not down lower. He went back to working to try to keep his attention elsewhere.
"Jay," came a womanly voice from the left. A familiar blonde came toward her.
"Where have you been," she asked. She had her hands gripping on the woman's arms, looking at her worriedly.
The brawler winked at the bar tender, taking her drink and downing it in one go, the ever familiar burn of the alcohol sliding down her throat was soothing to her soul. It ad been some days since her last drink, she had been so distracted that she needn't suppress the horrific memories. Something that would no doubt come to an end soon enough.
Turning as soon as her honey light voice struck her ears, Jay smiled as warmly as one could towards a person. This woman before her had protected her more than once from the club owner, and now here she was...Worrying again.
Jay lifted her leather clad hand and gently patted the woman's baby soft cheek.
"I have been off on an adventure, I even got engaged...I came to say my goodbyes."
Charlene looked at her like she was crazy when she said those words. Then she smiled slowly and leaned forward, quickly giving Jay a good, wholesome hug.
"Oh my, congratulations!" She let go, looking back at her with her rosy lips, expression entirely transformed now. "And here I was thinking you had gotten lost somewhere.Or worse..."
She had no idea what Sigil was or any news that occurred surrounding her. And it was good thing, too. Otherwise, she would have had a heartattack. Then again, she probably would have been the only one considering she's the sole person in this establishment that cared about the women's well being.
"Oh trust me, worse has already happened. I was lucky to live long enough to make it here."
She would say after returning the hug in full, Jay was happy that the woman had taken the news well. Now all she had to do was inform the club owner and then possibly be on her way, although it would be nice to stay a while and catch up. Waving the bar tender over for another drink, the brawler would apologise for her lack of funds later.
"Will Mr Yuen see me?"
Asking somewhat nervously, looking the woman in the eyes to see if there was any hesitation.
The waiter quickly answered, as if he had been watching the entire time (and he was). Charlene shook her head.
"Mr. Yuen took a trip to Hong Kong for a while. He won't be back for another month. But there's no need to tell him. I'll take care of it myself. I don't want to trouble you any longer. I'm happy for the good news. I hope whoever he is, he is a good man."
She remembered Jay coming in here beat up and battered, and ever since, she felt like if this girl didn't have anyone to watch over her, she could really end up dead one day.