It had been a little stroke of luck.
Out of nowhere, Alisa had ran into an acquaintance from the guild who promptly handed her two tickets for the Rolling Lacrimas concert, mere hours before the show began. She knew of the concert and of course she knew of the band (seriously, who doesn't?); these aging rock stars had been at this since her parents and uncle were kids, so who knew how many more tours they'd have left? She knew her uncle would have been jealous if he heard, after all he'd been the one who nurtured the crystal mage's taste for rock music, and in time music as a whole. Alas, he wasn't anywhere nearby, and Alisa was left hanging with an extra ticket; a double edged sword as she had nobody she could invite on a short notice.
She wouldn't invite just anyone, it had to be a person she was somewhat close to, or at least somebody she wanted to be close to... But she could think about that in a while.
What she did have, was enough time to head back to the hotel and grab herself a quick change of clothes. As she was getting ready for a rock concert, she had only one plan in mind as she picked out her outfit: 'If looks could kill, I'd be a mass murderer'. This time, she'd make no attempt to look younger or cuter, and instead went with pure, unadultered sex appeal.
And if sunglasses are cruise control for cool, leather is cruise control for sexy.
A short leather mini skirt and a low cut halter top - sheer, lacy white underneath smooth, leathery black - flashing not only a tight, impressive cleavage, but also most of her back and midriff, flawlessly flaunting not only her Blue Pegasus guild stamp but the platinum white brand behind her shoulder. Down below, she wore black stockings over high boots, showing off a good deal of thigh between them and the skirt above.
And with an elegant, breeze assisted flip of her hair, she stepped out of the inn and immediately turned her gaze up to the sky. The clouds had cleared up somewhat, yet not for long it appeared. No rain on the horizon though, that's good. Fortunately, Alisa rather enjoyed windy and cloudy summer days like this, so long as it didn't rain: Getting soaked would make the outdoor concert far less pleasant... She'd been steadily psyching herself up to cope with the crowded envoiroment she so hates, but the only way to make it genuinely enjoyable was if she found somebody
"I wonder if I'll run into anyone from the guild...", she wondered, brushing her hair and rubbing her cheek as her head turned left to right, scanning her surroundings.
One of the reasons she exposed her waist so brazenly was to let guildmates spot her tattoos from a distance, even before they got close enough to recognize her face. But anybody who knew Alisa could just as easily recognize her, and that would work just as well for her.
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