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located in New York, a part of She's Gone, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Ashleigh Kennedy Carey Character Portrait: Wendy Collins Character Portrait: Jean-Louis Gage
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Louis laughed softly as she looked him over, and he struck a few poses jokingly until she gave her verdict. As if to agree with Wendy, he nodded to Mr. Boerio and held a hand out to shake his once more, clasping it with his other hand to convey his thanks. Louis watched them walk out, leaving him by himself.

A glance to the side revealed himself in the wall-length mirror. He was taken aback for a moment, surprised to see himself in a suit of such high quality. He hadn't worn a suit that wasn't from a thrift store since his days in France as a boy. Louis hardly looked like himself, he swore. The suit against his still-scruffy face and rumpled hair was almost comical. After only a few heartbeats, he could not bear the bizarre image before him, and he changed almost hastily before carrying the suit out front to where Wendy paid. He still couldn't believe she would do this for him, a man she had met a week ago. Louis could only pray he had money like that one day.

"So, any more surprises that I will never be able to repay?" he teased, taking the bag as they began to leave the shop. "I need to know how many part time jobs I will have to take on to come close to matching this." Louis gestured towards the suit bag, his grin broadening in amusement only to falter for just a moment. "Thank you, though. It is stunning."


She laughed at his question, shrugging a little. “No, I don’t have any other surprises planned. But I’m sure you’ll be able to return the favour when you’re a rich and famous rockstar,” she teased gently, grinning at him. She noticed his grin faltering, and was suddenly afraid that she’d done something wrong. But his gratitude was genuine, and so she assumed that he was just slightly overwhelmed. But she liked doing things like this- after all, it was better that he had a really nice suit than her spending it on something trivial.

“It looks great on you,” she said honestly, shrugging a little. ”And besides, I firmly believe that everyone should have a suit made by a clever Italian man. That suit will last you many a party,” she told him.

”So, do you have any other obligations, or do you just wanna hang out for a bit?” She asked.


Louis smiled to himself, looking down at the sidewalk for a moment as they walked along. Rich and famous rockstar. He laughed softly to himself. Oh, he could only hope. Louis was overwhelmed, to say the least, by her gesture. Not that it was bad, for it certainly was one of the most caring things he had received, but it was, nonetheless, a bit shocking to receive such an expensive suit from a woman he hardly knew.

"Well, thank you," he said again, hoping that his gratitude was being effectively conveyed. He let his hand fall from his pocket and brush against hers lightly as if to further prove his appreciation without, he hoped, making anything awkward. He looked up now, a smile still lingering in his eyes as he shrugged. "No obligations. Hanging out would be nice." He thought for a minute and then spoke up again. "There is this band playing tonight, and I was thinking of going to watch them, learn a bit about what Ashleigh and I are up against." He frowned slightly, hoping he wasn't guilting her into something. He'd hate to do that after everything so far. "Don't feel obligated. Only if you want to, of course."

She shook her head. "No, I'd love to go. I haven't been to a concert in years!" She looked down at her outfit and laughed a little. "I think I'd better go home first and get changed into something a little more suitable for concerts. C'mon, I'll change as quickly as possible." Half without thinking, she grabbed his hand and started pulling him down the street.

The longest part of getting changed was actually picking out something that wouldn't make her stand out like a sore thumb, but wouldn't give the press anything to use against her. Eventually, she went traditional rocker and pulled her hair up into a ponytail. "Okay, I'm good to go!" She called, running out of her bedroom and grinning at him.

It felt good to be hanging out with him, and it also felt good to be seeing part of his world. He'd seen hers, and now he was bringing her into his. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been as excited to hang out with somebody that she'd only met a week ago.

The concert had started by the time they got to it, but they still managed to get somewhere near the front. She frowned as she saw the female singer. She looked incredibly familiar. It was only as the girl started to speak that Wendy realised who it was.

Ashleigh.