The bustling metropolis world of Antecedant. It wasn't really a low class world everywhere, had become a bit more so since the Red Ravens arrived and had in a way taken the entire world into its grasp, but still. On the main levels it was quite nice, luxurious in its own ways, from the behemoth skyscrapers that lined the central to the lights that lit up the world even during the long nights. However it seemed that Mit had landed on one of the lower levels, at least the pop up message on Jennifer's datapad had told her so.
Jennifer had been sitting by a local cantina when the message appeared on her datapad, so with the knowledge of his arrival and the general arrival destination she decided to get going, taking a cab ride to somewhere near it. She was dressed what one could assume as nicely tonight, her usual tight mechanical working trousers with endless amounts of bags and pockets on it, some sort of prestine in condition sneakers, a white tanktop with a grey hoodie and what seemed as an expensive leather jacket ontop. She liked this outfit a lot. The streets were busy as usual and the hum from speeders, swoopers and all kinds of vehicles could be heard mixed with everlasting sound of upbeat music from every nightclubs she passed. People were either drowning their sorrows or having a good time it seemed. She was absentminded in some way however, this atmosphere was normal to her, she had lived here for quite some time, so walking down the busy street she didn't take too much note to her surroundings and especially not that the person infront of her didn't step to the side as people now normally did when they approached each other. She even had to look up and stop as this person started to talk, angry mutters heard from those behind and infront of them as they had to move past them instead of continuing straight forward. A break in routine! Oh no, everyone cried sarcastically.
"Oh I'm sorry." The man infront of her said.
She seemed confused for a second as she glanced up towards the man, her eyes hidden from behind two round and dark lensed sunglasses who could be seen resting fashionably on the bridge of her nose. What did this guy want?
"Do you know a certain Jen Phoenix?" She almost gasped as he spoke, awaiting her answer afterwards. The odds were.. Well almost non existant, yet it had happened. Or well, she couldn't be sure that this was Mit, but she had no idea who else would be searching for her during this hour. A slight smile crept up on her features, her eyes still hidden behind the sunglasses as she glanced over him.
"I do, yea. What do you want from her?" She answered, her melodious accent heard as she talked. A tactful response she supposed. And if he wasn't too stressed he should be able to put two and two together even now. After all she had even said she would be wearing sunglasses.
[member="Mit Tuxaire"]