Patrol in the West End.
It was something they did every once in a while. It wasn't difficult to feel like they were doing some good; breaking up fights, aiding some poor girl who'd had too much to drink and was being pulled into an alley. Usually things got a little messy when Club Blue let out around 2 am, but there was always plenty to take care of before that.
Isuelt, Trixie, Jenai, and Umrae'diira were moving through the broken-down and built-up abodes, alike. Even in the darkening light of the late evening, the people of the West End had come to recognize the crimson-sashed women. And those who had reason to welcome them, often did. Those who had cause to fear them, well....they always did.
It was something they did every once in a while. It wasn't difficult to feel like they were doing some good; breaking up fights, aiding some poor girl who'd had too much to drink and was being pulled into an alley. Usually things got a little messy when Club Blue let out around 2 am, but there was always plenty to take care of before that.
Isuelt, Trixie, Jenai, and Umrae'diira were moving through the broken-down and built-up abodes, alike. Even in the darkening light of the late evening, the people of the West End had come to recognize the crimson-sashed women. And those who had reason to welcome them, often did. Those who had cause to fear them, well....they always did.