Hammer Bay Happy Hour [open to anyone]

[Lady Mastermind]

An unusually giddy Regan skipped, or was doing something close enough to being classified as a sprightly walk, down the vaguely familiar sidewalks of Hammer Bay. The sun was setting and the typical awe-worthy colors projected from the sky onto the world below. It was clearly beautiful and something that made Regan feel more chipper than normal, that and alcohol. And both were considered undeniably beautiful in the eyes of the Lady Mastermind.

Of course, there was a reason for Regan being present in Hammer Bay, other than enjoying magnificent sunset and walking with a spring in her step. The obvious guess was looking for her--hopefully misjudged--father, despite that possibility, Regan had traveled to the 'heart' of Genosha to kick back and do something that remind her of the words 'Mastermind', 'father' and 'hunting' and maybe even take her mind off of those previous stated terms. And if Genosha's entertainment ring was somewhat like it was in the outside world, Regan would have no problem finding to occupy herself.

With every couple steps, Regan would to her right side and then across the street to the varying infrastructure and people and try to spot anything interesting, anything worth her precious time 'off'. Consequently, with every glance she made across the streets of Hammer Bay, Regan found herself becoming extremely bored and unenthused--which led her to occasional sigh or roll of her eyes--just so that she could publicly show her stultified disposition, whether anyone else acknowledged it or not.

"Maybe the 'late night' side of Hammer Bay just hasn't initiated yet. After all, it is Eight thirty in the evening."

Though she couldn't stand to be patient, Regan was going to have to wait this one out. It was either that, or pouting to herself about how Genosha was no haven for her and how she thought a mutant state was going to be a Heaven on Earth. Being her first night out in Genosha, anyway, she had no excuse not to wait for possible later events and establishments to open up.

"I should have asked about all this stuff before I left my lodging."

[Morphia]

The cafe wasn't to far from Morphia's lodgings, and the place was rather dull, but seemed like it'd be a good time to liven it up.
She'd borrowed a guitar from the owner, and was strumming a few chords from a song Gil had been working on before she'd left, it was a tune that would probably change before it hit the market, and was a tune she'd never forget. The song would have been about her, it was always her condition when she wanted to leave that if he wrote her a good enough song she'd stay. Gil was talented, even if he squandered all that talent with his controlling voice, he usually persuaded her by tickling her vanity, but this time the opposing offer had been to good.
She wasn't ready to stop thinking about her past with the band, hell, she wasn't angry at them, but she was ready to move on with her life. Morphia placed her hand on the fret board stopping the music and returned the guitar to the owner of the cafe. "Thanks." She said mildly as she payed her tab and walked out into the streets. It was then she noticed another person walking along, a blonde woman who looked as if she knew her way around- better than Morphia did any way.
Falling in line behind the woman she spoke up. "Do you know anything good to do around here?"

[Lady Mastermind]

Though Regan was honestly wandering, she probably did look as she knew what she was looking to accomplish. With her head held high, elevated above anyone she could see over, and the overall confident feel of her walk and appearance sprinkled with a smidgeon of pride, Regan looked as she had the most complex ideas figured out; and most assuredly the layout of Genosha's nightlife. However, it was quite the opposite. Regan didn't have the slightest clue where she was, other than Hammer Bay.

Whirling around, bumping into a few local residents in the process, Regan attempted to come face to face with the voice that sounded as if it was inquiring her. Looking up at the dark-haired woman, Regan shrugged her shoulders and shook her head.

"Hm. All I've discovered is wandering around and probably looking like a clueless fool."

Though Regan said it was a irritated tone, she hadn't meant to sound irritated with the woman who had inquired of her. A look of annoyance turned to bland expression as the blonde attempted to make that clear to the woman standing in front of her. Taking a moment to look down at her watch, Regan noted that a good seven minutes had passed and there were only twenty-three minutes left 'til nine o'clock.

"Perhaps you can help me look around... since you seem to be as without a clue as I am."

[Morphia]

Morphia nod her head. "This is my first night here." She said hands on her hips.
Apparently she'd picked the wrong local to inquire of, she really needed to start asking shop owners instead of pedestrians.
She fell into step with the blonde woman. "I take it your new here too?" the asian woman brushed her messy pony tail off her shoulder, with this humidity it'd take a nice hot shower to work all the kinks out, hopefully she wouldn't have to get up early in the morning so she could take her time with it.