As it would happen, Jinx was very perceptive most of the time. She had just been distracted by her thoughts. Her catlike eyes were happily working to find her a path to move through the city at a daredevil pace. Along wires and cables, from peak to point to post. If Noir had been awake he would have complained about all the bouncing about but once he was asleep he would stay that way for hours.

Lighting on a taller building with a gorgeous view of Tokyo Tower Jinx paused and let the blood singing through her veins refresh her. The mood had shifted now and she was feeling alive. Frisky and playful she did a few stretches letting her leg twist up behind her neck so she was balanced precariously on one foot high above the pavement.

All it would take would be an errant breeze to knock her off. And the thrill sent shivers through her.

She let her eyes wander the landscape around her, gliding over shadow and stone. Something rotten was festering within the city and after so much time on her own she could hardly ignore an opportunity to be active and social.