Welcome To Orleans||Time Travel A!U
It was 1840 and Hayln was marching through the streets of the French Quarter, making new deals and striking new...customers. She loved dealing with the rich, they were always looking to score or make sure they fortunes were good. She toted her rickety wooden carriage to the edge of the cut between French Quarter and uptown so that way she was near by.
The young woman made her money on assassinating, sexual favors and fortunes. She was the poison expert in the town and had her own garden full of the nasty stuff. Her favorite right now was a poison she could just mix with her glitter and blow in the faces of people. It made them lose all free will and she was in control. As much money as she had though, she enjoyed looking low class, made people pity her. However, the money kept her clean and she didn't have to live dirty. She did have a place hidden from everyone that was decorated with color and jewels, her own little sanctuary. Something felt off today though, something wasn't right. Call it a hunch. There was a new face in town and they looked like they didn't belong, so she tailed them quietly, watching them.