Re: At Another Bar
"...dios..." Is all she can murmur, breathing heavy, as Tyler... changes. She can feel her skin getting tighter, but then relaxing a bit. She's not going to change further. She's not. She won't.
The redhead seems to be on the verge of a freakout. Hoping her own appearance, even at this stage, won't make things worse, Joanna puts herself between her and Tyler. She's got one last chord left in her, unless she can get all the way across the bar to the piano.
She bites her lip as she stares at the melee in progress.
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