Toxic-Bonbons

The thief leaned up on the Oddities' counter, he stared off inspecting nicknacks as he waited for the tender to return. By his side was his sister, the young pyromancer. She was in a tight corset and fire red dress. It was low cut, revealing her tattoo on her breast. The thief tried not to say anything about how she looked or ask when she got the tattoo. His eyes stayed on the nicknacks. Mirrors, statuettes, paintings, figurines, it was all so interesting as long as it kept him from looking down. The pyromancer squabled over to the counter in her tight heels to use it as support. She paced around trying to get used to jumping and running in them. She bounced up to make sure she almost always could land flat without busting a heel. They passed the durability check. "You'll need this, Ms. Cleo." Nexus appeared with his party supplies. They handed the women two choices of masks. A fox and a simple feathered masquerade mask similar to the one her brother was sporting. "Cool!" Cleo