"So..." Ren spoke as they walked. "I guess it'd be better if you knew exactly what I did before findin' Cap'n.. I mean, it'd be better than ya not knowin'." She cleared her throat. "Where to begin..?"
Ren was a first year in high school, and had been on the fast track to hell since middle school. Stumbling out of one of the many abandoned buildings, she wiped her mouth, glancing around with shifty eyes. After minute or two a middle aged man hurried out of the same building she had just been in, fixing his belt. The girl made her way down the street, dressed in a rather provocative dress, her long pink hair down to her waist. Her skin tight black dress was low-cut, short-skirted, and showed off her large chest rather nicely. She had dead eyes, which scanned over men like a wolfs, looking for prey. Then they fell on Motochika, who walked down the street with his crew, she had seen him a few times before that day, but had never approached him, but hey, she was getting low on cash. "Captain~ So nice ta see you~ You doing anythin' right now~?" Right then, she felt good, in fact, she felt amazing. She had just serviced someone and had gotten her fair pay of cocaine, pupils dilated and sinuses on fire.