Shadow's Dance (V3)

Chapter 14: Old New

She looked like a mess dragging herself up to her apartment after a long night of criminals in Brooklyn. Jane had managed to file down both horns to even them out. Of corse she managed to do so over multiple days than hacking away large layers. The one reason Jane wasn't scrambling through the rubble for her horn was because the matter would disintegrate without some astral energy. They would strengthen as her reserves build up and grow as they increase limits. A good thing about New York is that no one would say a kid with horns sticking out of her head is the weirdest thing they got.

Even with the horns Jane managed to get a gym membership at Plant Fitness on Atlantic Avenue. In the "no judgement zone" Jane still felt the stares in the back of her head. Obviously, as long as she didn't act as a monster then there was nothing they could do.

Hours spent there during the day to get a warm up before work in Fifth Avenue and West 31st Street in a PI just a short Walt to the police station. Getting in training hours mostly there to become one of them. Building relations with all of the social training in Phantom actually worked. Switching between personalities to make connections was a rudimentary skill, putting it to use to get things is the difficult part. It was either this or officer training.

After mapping out all the cameras on her route, there was many gaps to slip in and out for her taste of vigilantism. Once the sky grew dim and the air turned colder as the moon rose out. The snow and ice glistened against the buildings in early December moonlight. The Empire State Building looked pretty tonight against the chill white.

"For a mystery person you sure do like burning the midnight oil." Laughed someone coming around to peer at her cubical.

"Mac or something right?" She mumbled to the lack of background.

"Mathew." He corrected while looking over her shoulder.

She laid back in her chair casually hitting the power off button to the laptop. "Wanna tell me why you're here too?"

He shrugged. "Finished a few reports."

"Like the one of me that was due 2 days ago?" Jane smiled playfully. "Because being a PI you need to know more than your fellow investigators on anyone, even yourself. But your job is to find things the person keeps locked away in a safe." She mimicked an old guy with a gruff voice and laid her finger just below her nose.

"That's not the o-"

"Right, and you call me a rookie." Jane said while fixing her bag before slinging it on her shoulder. " Rule 1 of PI: Don't B.S an investigator or detective."

"Wait!"He caught her before leaving on the elevator. "Why don't we go see a movie sometime?"

She couldn't remember the last time she saw one. "I don't really have any good ones."

"Don't worry I have a DVD player that I can hook up to." He smiled.

"I don't have a tv."

"Phone? Laptop? Computer? Projector?" Each answer was the same, no.

"Look, I just want to get home and get some rest before morning."Jane sighed as the elevator dinged once it reached ground floor. She continued out the building.

"Why don't we grab some food then?"

"Look," Jane stopped him. "You wanna know why you can't find anything about me past three weeks? It's the reason why I chose this place over anything else." She started down the street but he kept trying to grab her attention.

"Let's grab some street food, still have to eat right?"

Her eyes snapped to a corner. Jane briskly yanked on his arm and started to run. "Someone's tailing us."