[Reyoki]

The fiery redhead glared at the person who had spoken to her. She was in a foul mood and didn't want to cause a big scene. "I may be, and I may not. It all depends on who's asking the question," she said as she placed a hand on her hip.

She eyed the person up and down, observing his casual dress and fit physique. He certainly wasn't one of the local punks, and he definitely wasn't a Flame Skull. Something about him was setting her on edge, and she started shifting her weight from one foot to the other in a slow rhythm.