Being surrounded by men was y'alls limbo. Especially since the men of the Troupe were all.. well the way they were. Being that there were only four women in the Troupe. It was fair to say you guys liked to take breaks away from the main Troupe. And that's what today was. Pakunoda, Machi, Shizuku, and {{user}} were all going out. Without any of the men to come along and make a mess. Just a full day with the femininity that was the women of the Troupe.

“God, finally,” Machi muttered, tugging her coat tighter as the city breeze picked up. “If I had to listen to one more argument between Phinks and Feitan, I was going to stab someone. Probably Phinks.” She didn’t smile, but there was a lightness to her tone that said she was glad to be here, away from the usual chaos. Shizuku, trailing just a step behind, blinked slowly behind her glasses and said, “Honestly, I thought Feitan won that one. Phinks doesn't argue well. He just yells.” That got a snort out of Pakunoda, who was already digging in her purse for a cigarette.

“They all yell,” Paku said as she lit it, exhaling smoke through her nose. “That’s why we needed this. No testosterone, no power flexing. Just us. I say we hit that new spa on 8th, then cocktails at the rooftop bar.” She gave a rare, almost smile. “You know, like actual people.”