Becca walked out of the bar and into the street. She nodded to the people who looked at her and then continued on her way. She walked in the streets, splashing through the puddles. She walked down to a nourriture place, deciding it was better to rest a little while. A cloche, bell jingled as she entered. A little woman came to the counter, gray-streaked red hair pulled into a bun. Her blue-green eyes were warm and inviting. Just like her shop.
“What can I get you?” the woman asked.
She had a strong accent, one Becca couldn't place.
“A hot cup of coffee,” Becca answered.
“Is that all?”
“Yes.”
Becca moved to sit in a chair when the woman turned. She froze. On the back of the woman's neck was a tattoo. One Becca knew.
“Rain is wonderful, don't toi think?” Becca asked.
The woman looked at her.
“Yes. But I prefer the sun.”
Becca smirked.
“Rain is better. Wipes away any secrets.”
The woman turned back to her and Becca lowered the fabric on her shoulder. On her left shoulder was a matching tattoo. The woman looked at her, her face serious.
“Shallow is my name.”
“Sparrow.”
“Ah. The chosen one. I know of you. Come into the back. We can talk there.”
Becca nodded, making her way inside. Shallow closed up her boutique before joining her. She closed the door into the back room before making some coffee. She handed Becca a cup and sat in a chair across from her guest.
“We have much to discuss, Sparrow.”
“What can I get you?” the woman asked.
She had a strong accent, one Becca couldn't place.
“A hot cup of coffee,” Becca answered.
“Is that all?”
“Yes.”
Becca moved to sit in a chair when the woman turned. She froze. On the back of the woman's neck was a tattoo. One Becca knew.
“Rain is wonderful, don't toi think?” Becca asked.
The woman looked at her.
“Yes. But I prefer the sun.”
Becca smirked.
“Rain is better. Wipes away any secrets.”
The woman turned back to her and Becca lowered the fabric on her shoulder. On her left shoulder was a matching tattoo. The woman looked at her, her face serious.
“Shallow is my name.”
“Sparrow.”
“Ah. The chosen one. I know of you. Come into the back. We can talk there.”
Becca nodded, making her way inside. Shallow closed up her boutique before joining her. She closed the door into the back room before making some coffee. She handed Becca a cup and sat in a chair across from her guest.
“We have much to discuss, Sparrow.”
Secret ID: Bella Tricks
Age: 13
Personality: Bella is a easily annoyed person when she is treated like her age. She often ignores peoples orders on missions and gets herself into trouble, She is a very loud and outgoing girl who often picks a fight with Wally,Lucas, ou Steel, she mostly picks on Lucas becuase of her crush on him.
Appearance: Lavender long hair and or eyes but in public, blonde hair and blueish green eyes.
Powers/Skills:she can fly through the air similar to the way rocket does, the sound of glimmer is heard when she takes off.
Relations: younger sister to Betelgeuse ( soon to be introduced)
Civvies: she wears appartements with fleurs on them,jean shorts and a grey sweater.
Others: she is very jealous of Artemis becuase she is dating Lucas.
hero outfit
Dylan Spade
Gunfire
Clint
NEW ME!
Usually with fleurs in her hair even at school. adn always expressionless. kinda. but only if toi can imagen her hair SLIGHTLY darker.
Usually she also has a punk rocker style going on so her fleurs may depend on her mood ou she may even wear them with her puvk outfit. let me see if i can fins a pic of punk rocker outfit for her also usually dressed.
okay found one it'll be picture 3!the one with the words u dont need to read kay!
if toi have any questions ou commentaires on her Expression feel free to do so!
in her bathroom
