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It was one of the early hours of the day, nighttime dewiness still trying to stick to buildings and concrete. A pretty average looking urban neighborhood: garbage bins properly positioned, stoops made of some ancient, friendly city-stone. The peace was disrupted as a thief crashed down the street. Running haphazardly, he hugged his stolen prize to his chest. In his fear he hurtled right over a step, letting out a panicked sob. "Oh my God. Please calm down." Picking himself up, he shot a glance backwards and saw no one. He gulped; no one was always much worse. From the top of a nearby building, a lone figure reluctantly smiled. "Really th

The car was old, and furthermore, Hadley realized, was authentically so. Not like the bad reproductions more nostalgic people from the Community drove around. It was obviously very well cared for, looking as bright and shiny as something fresh from a dealership, but Hadley also knew these small discrepancies between average cars would not be what authorities would notice. It was painted a dramatic, ludicrous fuchsia. Jumping into the vehicle, she had barely enough time to seat herself before the engine roared and her and the strange woman were going much faster than anything the street had ever bore. Hadley caught her breath and took severa

The first thing she noticed was the pain. It was an old, sore pain, and that was what woke her up. Beginning to move into a sitting position, Amy realized this was not her bed, nor her room. She was in some sort of hospital room: beige tiled floor, white bed, white walls, and a fairly large mirror spanning the opposite wall. Adjusting to the ambient lighting, she casually glanced at the mirror to be shocked at what she saw. A thick bandage adorned her right temple. For a brief moment, she sat, stunned, and then bolted out of her well-tucked covers to more closely examine herself. Upon using her arms to hoist her out of bed, she drew back, at

Slightly tall, skinny, maybe a little gangly. Warm brown hair with light curls. Stay likes to try to look cool and professional, and takes his job slightly too seriously. Despite how much Vera tries to make him look ridiculous. Her skin is an ivory with the slightest milky tinge of blue. It looks glacial, like maybe it should be transparent. Her eyes are large and present; vaguely different shades of black. She doesn’t really have to eat normal food. Chemically speaking, she could eat anything. But Caroline would never be that un-human. Besides, Moridan prefers that she seem human. Threaded dark blue hair, with a light sheen. Long, hon