[center][h3][color=99ccff]Edwina Fairfax[/color][/h3][img]http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/34300000/-Charlie-charlie-bradbury-34329072-500-281.gif[/img]
[@Gilgex] [/center][hr][hr] [i][color=red]You’re doing fine kid. Especially now that you’re actually moving. Also my name is Warlord, and I’m in your head. How else do you think I’m talking to you? Once you touched me we formed a psychic connection. Sooo…. If you’re gonna think I’m an asshole at least confront me on it.[/color][/i] 

[i]Get the fuck OUT. OF. MY. HEAD.[/i] Eddie swerved through the crowded street, watching as the van turned off the road. With strength she didn't know she had, she slowed the bike down, stashing it in the bushes, and kept on walking. It was all one smooth  transition, though she suspected that the instant she took the mask off, her legs would break and her heart would give out from all of the running. 

The map view zoomed back into her head, and she paused. Mercury was rather close by. [color=99ccff]"Hope this doesn't make you call me an idiot again,"[/color] Eddie grumbled, making herself disappear from sight. 

She didn't need anyone to see the ginger in the clown mask. Delicately, she made her way over to the building, glancing around for a way to get in. There was a skylight, and she shuddered, before scaling the side of the building. Making her way to the roof, she peaked down through the skylight, and slowly let herself in, dangling. Once Tia left, Eddie dropped to the ground, landing with bent knees. 

[i]Fuck. Please tell me you have a plan. Please. Please. Please.[/i]