perenawska:

Irina and Lyta returned to the Champions headquarters and informed the other members about running into the visitor from the other dimension and that the bad Avengers were here and on the loose. It took a little bit of time to explain it all, but by the time they were finished their guests had arrived.

They were shown in and they all gathered in what was once the main room of the nightclub.

perenawska:

Their first planned shopping trip had been a disaster. Not the end of the world type of disaster, but enough of one to qualify as a disaster. Now that they had been home for a short while, Irina grabbed Lyta for another shopping trip. This one, however, would be in New Orleans. No teleporting or portals involved what so ever.

Shopping was an active sport and it required drinks and food. There was a pause from the day's activity to grab some food and a few drinks in the French Quarter. Irina let Lyta pick the place and within no time they were seated and cooling off with some potent drinks.

"The best part about shopping," Irina said with a grin before she downed her shot of vodka.

lytaworthington:

A portal opened in front of Champions headquarters, and Lyta and Irina stepped out.

"Home sweet home," Lyta said, grinning at Irina. "I'm taking a shower and then asking Corey if he wouldn't mind cooking dinner a little early." She had no idea what time it was, though she was guessing mid-afternoon, early evening. You lose track of time when you're locked up in another dimension.

Lyta made her way inside with Irina.

lytaworthington:

Lyta had had a couple of busy couple of days. And the perfect cure to busy days- retail therapy. She'd talked to Irina the other night, and the two of them had made plans to go Paris for some well deserved shopping.

Lyta put her wings in her harness and got dressed, in a red blouse and a pair of jeans. She put on her sunglasses and grabbed her purse, credit cards ready to go. She went to Irina's room and knocked on the door.