Phoenyx enjoyed theatre. It was a quiet pleasure. People being so many things. Realism was disconcerting but plots helped keep her mind inquisitive. Brechtian styles helped her understand the story.
Carrying her usual pistol was all but impossible in the outfit she had chosen to stay cool in the blistering California evenings. One dressed for the theatre, she had been taught, though to balance this with her natural aetheticim she only had a few nice dresses. The Baretta had been relegated to the small bag she had, along with her magical tool knife, purse and phone. She had even added some modest heels.
Sipping her water, she checked the clock, ticket in hand. The show would be starting soon.
Her seat was on the back row, letting her keep her back to the wall. Some things never changed.
Equipment: Small bag (contains - Smartphone, Baretta Pistol (+2) Magical tool knife & sheath, purse, $34), bottle of water, pretty dress, heels.
Active Spells: As minisheet - Supernal Vision (Cloaked) Pot 6, Life Shield (Cloaked) Pot 5
Willpower: 3/3
Mana 6/6:
Spell tolerance: 2/2, Spell Control: 0/7