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Quinn could slap herself by how silly she had been acting. But still, it was a weird coincidence. When Ryan returned, he obviously questioned her. As much as she liked him, she couldn't trust him with her own thoughts. Could she trust anyone really? Or would she sound like a nutter? "Yeah, I'm fine. Just thought I saw a spider crawling on the wall and it gave me a bit of a jump. Sorry." Quinn lied. She returned to the bones.

Damien Smith. The name didn't sound familiar, which was a good thing, but it may be more pressing to find information about him. She worked quietly on the bones. "Do we have any other information on Mr. Smith here? Poor guy deserves to have his story told." That was one part of her job she liked. Having the remains of someone in her office and allowing her to make sure any information hidden was able to be told in order to help their families, friends, and law enforcement.

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Scott raised an eyebrow at Janelle. She heard it? His eyes then widened a bit in realization as it dawned on him that she was blind. No wonder she had a clingy ginger with her - it was probably cheaper than training a service dog. His eyes then flickered over to Gideon as he held out his hand and produced a small orb of light. So they were all freaks, then - just as he assumed. He couldn't help but wonder if Mary Sue or whatever her name was at the coffee shop was also one of them - another person with incredible powers. "Guess you didn't get a fresh pair of eyes out of this - that sucks," Scott said, nodding at Janelle.

"And yeah, princess, I ended up in a shop earlier today - something to do with pies. That was probably the strangest thing - most of the places I frequent serve me a stout - not pastries," Scott explained with a bit of a chuckle. It was clear that by princess he meant Jace. He crossed his arms, thinking on what their next move would be. In his line of work, it usually involved threats - but that wasn't the right play to make here. "Anyone know why we all see each other and have these powers?"

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"I manage fine without them," Janelle responded, turning her head in the direction of Scott's voice. "Sometimes seeing nothing, can be better than seeing some of the things the world can do." Having never seen anything, she truly believed that, since from using her ears, she had gotten to know the world fairly well. Appreciating some of the sounds of the world, as opposed to just using sight.

Jace glared at Scott, not liking his response at all. Though the part about him in the shop was interesting. "We landed in an office building, from what was going on outside, it looked like she was in Seattle. Her name was Cynthia Markov, said she was a prosecutor. I managed to get her number, so we could possibly meet up when she got off work. I'm guessing the surprise from the girl popping up in your car caused the accident? She probably had powers too."

"I can manipulate ice, my brother's powers are a little more complicated," she said, thinking about how the others had already shown their powers. It made sense to either show them or tell them flat out. Janelle chose the latter, making it easier on her so she didn't accidentally freeze someone or something.

"I can replicate other people's powers, using them as my own. That's how I knew that there were others around like us. Since I have had a power change before." His sister starting to talk about their powers so easily like that. "That is the magic question on everyone's minds. Why can we see things and all have powers. I honestly have no idea, none of it is making any sense."

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Adalene scurried back as something was thrown against the wall she was listening on. She hesitated for a second as she heard the door slam, and then make a move to head towards her own door. She didn't recognize the voice per say, but whatever happened, this girl was probably in a lot of pain right now, and didn't deserve to be alone. She didn't care if this woman cheated or not, if, as she assumed, the man threw something at her, the man was probably a piece of shit anyway. Adalene had never been cheated on herself, never really having been in a long enough relationship to have to worry about anything like that, so she didn't exactly have context for how bad something like that was, but she did know that something like that had to be difficult for everybody involved. She stepped out of her apartment, and ran to catch up with the woman storming out.

"Hey, are you alright?" She called out, right behind her. She cleared her throat for a moment, and then continued. "I uh, heard your argument." She explained, "I just wanted to make sure you had somewhere to go..." She said carefully, glancing back at the apartment she came out of. She didn't exactly like the idea of opening up her apartment to a stranger, especially in this city, but she figured she could give her somewhere to stay while she works out her own plans. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop though!" She lied blatantly, "But I did hear something getting thrown, and that doesn't exactly sound like a safe place for you to be right now." She said carefully.

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Wednesday, August 15th, 2018
Time: 12:00PM, New York City, New York

@FantasyChic Ryan looked towards Quinn when she lied that she saw a spider, he shrugged slightly and took her work for it. "They are creepy little buggers, you know some species down in Australia are the most poisonous in the world?" Ryan spouted out the random fact, before rubbing the back of his neck for a moment. "Let me check the other records." He said as he went off back to the computer, and started to check and see if there was any criminal record in there. Finding some information, Ryan came back with a printed sheet which revealed his actual face. "Lets see did small prison time for drug abuse in his younger years, worked as a mechanic and had a wife and son, and a mission persons report filed by his wife which is around the time when his remains were found." Ryan said as he handed Quinn the contact information for his family.

@Natsu The woman slowly turned around to look over at Adalene, the woman's makeup was a mess as she whipped her nose and eyes a little bit. "Sorry, you had to hear that.." She said softly looking over towards the door where her apartment was before turning back to Adalene and nodded slightly. "Yeah, my brother he lives upstate I just don't have a ride i'll be fine though.." She said quietly.

@Damo021 The coworkers nodded, they were all pretty close and got along pretty well even sometimes if they had time go and hangout after work hours. When Aaliyah got back to the table he looked up at her and smiled, as the glass was set down on the table before him. "Thank you." He said as he looked at the menu for a minute before looking back at Aaliyah, he then gestured towards the menu item that he wanted. "I'm ready to order, i'd like the hotwings and fries."

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Time: 9:00AM, Seattle, Washington

@Morose @BlueSky44 Gideon looked between the three of them as he thought about their powers, it was all so weird to him he didn't even know how he go them. "Yeah some redhead chick, I didn't get her name though which made the whole crash." He said with a sigh as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. "I guess you all got really sick and your powers came to shortly after you got better" Gideon asked the three of them, then raised an eyebrow when the siblings mentioned that there was another, and same thing with Scott as well. "I guess the four of us should stick together or something?" He asked.

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Olivia gave the waiter a smile and shook her head slightly. "No thank you, i'm good." Olivia said as she watched him turn and walked away to tend to the other customers that were there in the coffee shop. Her attention turned back towards Claire and smiled slightly as she ran a hand through her hair. She did remember seeing Claire once or twice at a crime scene, but she was more focused on work then anything. "Come to think of it I do remember seeing your face once or twice." Olivia admitted, then she bit her lower lip for a moment she did have a point.

"I'll be careful, even if I can take a beating." Olivia said jokingly, but she was also serious as well and the killer not even seeing his face from the night before was going to be giving her nightmares. Olivia took out her phone and started to type down Claire's phone number down onto hers and started to do the same showing her own cellphone number towards her. "Heres mine as well, and if i'm not able to get to my cell theres always the ME office phone which you probably have somewhere as well." Olivia said. "Thanks for caring about little old me, and you should watch your back as well." Olivia said.

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Riley sighed as she rubbed the back of her neck slightly looking towards Amelia. [color=can]"I know it's not your fault the same weird thing happened to me as well. One moment i'm a the recording studio, then the next moment I was in someone car on the LA highway."[/color] Riley said, as she looked towards the girl, she seemed to be really shy and scared. "So did you get sick awhile back, and get weird powers to?" Riley asked deciding to try and break the ice.

Riley then sighed as she looked around and then towards Amelia. "I'm totally not mad at you, just glad that i'm no the only weird person with powers out there." Riley said as she extended her hand towards Amelia. "Riley by the way, but I guess you already know that by now." Riley said with a light laugh.

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Amelia was panicking out even more at least until Riley spoke out. The panicked woman took a breath and looked at the singer with afraid, confused and amazed eyes still as the other explained she understood this wasn't caused by her. Amelia's body relaxed a little as she let her hands down, but still kept a little distance.”Ah... yes. I got really sick before this started.” She admitted, throwing looks around still.” It was hurting... and then it was scary.” Amelia added.

“I... believed I was the only one at first...” Amelia said quietly.” Then the visions started and I began seeing other people... you too.” She added, throwing a glance at the singer. Then her face suddenly turned shocked as she realized she had not introduced herself still.

“Amelia!.. my name is Amelia...” She almost exclaimed in panic and hurry to introduce herself, but then realized what she was doing and quietly turned red like tomato from the embarrassment. She hid her face in her palms for a moment, before suddenly sparks flew out from her hands as she lost her control over the power because of her sudden spike in emotion.” Eek!” She yelped and she more or less jumped when the sparks flew and then a cat from behind the dumpster was also startled so it started running to. Amelia herself pulled her hands back to her chest, holding them there, afraid to touch anything." I didn't want to...!"

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“Well not too surprising normal patrol cops do not get too much interaction with the ME in general, you are probably more in contact with the detectives more than anything, after all you guys get called for the homicides and the suicides and the like.” She smiled and waved her hand in slightly dismissing motion as it didn't really matter much.” Still if you see someone in a dream a few times and you read minds, you start to keep attention to such little details.” Claire laughed and took a sip from her coffee.

“Ahh good, thank you.” Claire replied and quickly started to type down the number of the other woman down too.” Yeah... I've got your workplace number actually indeed.” She added with a sly smile.” Do not underestimate my ability to research things... Hehhehe.” The cop laughed softly after finishing with the number saving and now she had the number of Olivia too! All the more people whom she got to know and can call, admittedly she did want to be friends with Olivia and not just to use her for convenience like she was with some other people. Granted some of those very same convenient people were also just in a way 'friends' with benefits with her too. It was all about pros and cons, but she did have a few true friends. Just enough to have people to confine with.

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"Well shit, didn't know you were an intellectual," Scott exclaimed. Most of what Janelle had just said went entirely over his head. In his line of work, sight was everything. He couldn't get a read on a situation if he couldn't see it. Sure, he guessed there was some sappy high school English interpretation about how blindness opens your true eyes, blah blah blah...But Scott was a bit of a simple man. He wasn't big on metaphors and feelings. "But a prosecutor? Gotta admit kids, I'll have to pass on visiting her. Prosecutors and me...we don't always get along."

It honestly hadn't occurred to him that the illness was connected with his powers. He thought it was just a shit-tastic disease he had contracted on a job - though he did remember his friend, Chloe, being a bit bewildered by it. And as for sticking together...Scott wasn't much of a joiner. His eyes hardened for a moment before nodding his consent. If these people were swimming around in his head whenever they wanted to, he needed to get them out. He didn't want to have anyone else gain a front row seat to his demons.

"As much as I already dislike the twink...Sure. Why not stick together?" Scott said, albeit a bit grumpily.

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Quinn ignored Ryan's fact about spiders in Australia. Even though she had lied about seeing one, she hated the creatures. Quinn brought herself back to the current case. She could freak out and research later. She had a job to do. "Poor Mr. Smith. Regardless of what he did in life that is not how one should go in death. We should call Ms. Smith and let her know we found her husband so they can prepare for the funeral."

Or for whatever Ms. Smith had in mind for the remains. She never asked questions. If Mr. Smith was like his rap sheet said, he may not have been the nicest person. Still, his family had to be made aware. "I can finish up here if there is something else after this you want to get started on. I can call up the family." It wasn't because she wanted to be rid of Ryan, but she had to ask the family some other questions not pertaining to their work and she didn't want to worry Ryan. She already had enough on her plate.

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Janelle was quiet after his comment. He clearly didn't seem to get what she was saying. Scott was a little weird, especially since he sounded like he wanted nothing to do with Cynthia. It did make her wonder, especially since that would imply that he had problems with the law, which usually was not a good thing. Gideon had crashed his car because some lady showed up in his car? That definitely would explain a lot about him and the accident.

Her brother, meanwhile, was not too sure if they should stick with Scott and Gideon or not. Now, Gideon didn't seem like that bad of a guy, just got put into a crazy situation that resulted in a car accident. Scott was a completely different story. The guy was not to be trusted, and he was definitely a weird one. Jace wasn't too sure what to think about the guy, but one thing that was certain, and that was that he did not like the guy at all.

"Sticking together would probably be a good idea. We might be able to figure something out," Janelle said, not even waiting for what her brother would say. She knew him, and the fact that he generally didn't like other people, and was generally very overprotective. "Janelle, we don't even know if we can trust these people," her brother whispered in her ear. Proving that she was right about what was going through his head.

"Look Jace, we don't know what's going on, and with more brains working together, we have a better shot of trying to figure this out," she whispered back, holding back the urge to smack him across the face. "I... Well, alright... Have it your way," he replied, before looking at the others. "Alright, so do either of you have any bright ideas about what we do now?" he asked the other two, since he definitely had no idea what they could do.

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Adalene frowned, "Well, I don't have a car, so I can't help you there." In truth, even if she had one, she wouldn't bring he up anyway, that would destroy her schedule for days. She paused for a moment, considering what she was about to do. Inviting a stranger into her apartment, especially with everything happening recently, might not be the best idea, but if she had to bet, this woman had nothing to do with any of her own worries. "If you have nowhere else to go, my apartment is open." She said, smiling. She really didn't see this girl as any kind of threat, why would she? And she was curious as to what exactly went down.

Adalene looked back towards the door with a grimace, "I can't imagine he's too nice, so I don't blame you if you wanna get as far away as possible though." Honestly, it made her more angry than anything that partners thought they could treat each other with any kind of violence, threatened or otherwise. If she were a lesser person, she might go in and scare the crap out of that man, but that was far below her. Her hand clenched a bit behind her back, as she shook her head. "I can promise I won't let him bother you though." She knew she could absolutely guarantee that, not many men could beat her in a fight, or even intimidate her, and she didn't imagine this man to be the type of person with the patience required for martial arts.

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"Yeah, thanks for the advice," Lucinda groans after, her face still pressed into her forearms. He had a point though, she wasn't really paid to sit around contemplating her future but she doubted she was born for this... whatever this was. The sickness, the power, the death dream, the appearing in LA. This was not normal, not life. She shouldn't have to spend her days getting more and more freaked out by the second as the case got more and more mysterious. Probably not as far as others were concerned but for her sake, it was. It was times like these she regretted keeping this a secret, she needed someone to confide in, someone to vent to, despite God that was, she needed a human, another whatever the heck she was. She sighed, rubbing her face as she looked back up at the empty word document. As much as she regretted keeping it a secret who would believe it? She'd probably be thrown into a looney bin if she confided in another. Or if she proved it, what was to say they'd keep it completely locked? Lucinda groans again. She wasn't paid to do this.

She floated her hands above the keyboard to begin the article as in the distance music played from Justin's desk. She could identify the voice almost instantly, anyone who was subjected to the radio of the past year could. Lucinda wasn't particularly a huge fan of Riley and her band but, in saying that, didn't hate it either, just not in her favourites list. With that in mind the dreams came back to her, random dreams with random people. That's when she realised... she'd seen the star a few times in passing in her dreams. Lucinda shoved her face into her arms again. What was even happening?

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Wednesday, August 15th, 2018
Time: 12:00PM, New York City, New York

@FantasyChic "There should be a phone number for the next of kin that sheet there." Ryan said as he thought for a moment, he had been there for a few hours already and he was getting pretty hungry now. "I was actually gonna grab a bite to eat, did you want anything?" Ryan asked Quinn as he handed the information sheet over towards Quinn, as Ryan started to make his way over towards the coat rack that was on the other end of the lab. Ryan started to grab his coat looking over at his coworker to see if she wanted anything, before he would leave to go and grab some lunch.

@Natsu The woman smiled awkwardly towards Adalene, she was grateful for her concern. "He is the damn cheater, I saw him with my sister several weeks ago." She said rubbing the bridge of her nose looking at Adalene. "Are you okay if I use your phone, id like to give him a call to let him know what happened, and i'm coming over if that's okay with you?" She asked as she started to walk over towards Adalene's apartment.

@Damo021 The man smiled and shook his head towards Aaliyah. "Nope that will be all for now thank you." He said as he took a sip of his drink as he started to take out his phone and started to text someone, while relaxing and enjoying the restaurant. There was a guest that was getting ready to leave as he ended up bumping into Aaliyah, which made her stumble forward onto the man's table which ended up spilling his drink all over him, the guest that bumped into her was a very tall and muscular looking man with a lot of tattoos that could be seen on his arms.

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Time: 9:00AM, Seattle, Washington

@Morose @BlueSky44 Gideon looked towards Scott for a moment when he called him a twink, but just let the comment slide, as he looked towards the two siblings. Sticking together was probably a good idea for now, he wasn't sure if they were also going to be hunted down by some shady looking organization for having powers. "I was gonna head to a pastry shop not to far from here, I was gonna pass the time before the you know accident and we can stay there till you meet our friend?" Gideon said looking at them for a moment and then towards Scott.

@SouffleGirl123 "Sure thing." Justin said with a slight smile as he went back to doing his work leaning forward against his desk, he was getting into the music as well and typing to the beat of the music he was playing. Lucinda could easily try and get Riley's number off of the internet if she was going to be trying to look into the singer and see if she was one of them as well. There were a few people across the room, huddled over a computer looking at the screen as a youtube video was being played.

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Olivia smiled slightly and nodded. "The job sometimes does get really gruesome and nasty." Olivia said with a slight sigh as she awkwardly rubbed the back of her neck. "But yeah I mainly work with the detectives, and the occasional FBI agent but those are rare." Olivia leaned back as she took another drink of her coffee, she was starting to enjoy the conversation with Claire and she was happy to have someone to confide in on these weird and strange abilities as well.

"I guess we could head back to my office, and maybe try and ID some of the faces that we have been seeing?" Olivia asked, she was going to try and see if there was a way for them to all eventually meet. There was a few people that she could ID pretty quickly the singer was one for sure as well. "Or we could just sit here and get to know one another a little bit more as well." Olivia offered smiling towards Claire.

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Riley looked towards Amelia and gave her a friendly smile and nod. "Great to meet you." Riley said giving Amelia a friendly smile, as she noticed that the girl was blushing uncontrollably. The girl did certainly look adorable when she blushed listening to her when she started to say that she also got really sick. When she was sick Riley was really tempted to call her sister Chloe to see if she could get her some meds, without the media noticing. But Riley decided against it, they weren't really on the best of terms at the moment as Riley rubbed the back of her neck for a moment.

Then she jumped all of a sudden when Riley watched Amelia's hands shooting out a spark of lightening, she could smell the burnt air around her, which was weird as well. Riley watched as a cat quickly scurried off after Amelia's light show, she went to get a closer look when she saw that there was a scorch mark on the side of the dumpster. "Well I guess I know the answer to my next question now." Riley said with a slight laugh.

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Amelia was rightfully worried as she looked around in panic, but it appeared aside a scared off cat there wasn't any other issue going on. She took a few deep breaths as she looked at Riley with concern as the other woman was examining the scorched mark on the dumpster. Frankly this was among the weaker lightnings she had felt. Back at first when it was completely out of control there were stronger ones. It appears Riley was going to be asking of her power before it displayed itself on it's own. She gulped.

“You... aren't afraid of me? Afraid that I can hurt you?” Amelia asked meekly, after putting her hands in the pockets of her jacket with the hope that it will prevent any other accidental electrical surges. Frankly Amelia was afraid of most people and now she was afraid of even herself. As such she also knew that most people now will also be terrified of her newfound power of zapping the hell out of them.

“I...” She mumbled, her mind filled with a lot of confusion. Frankly she wanted to talk to people lately. She was sick of being alone all the time. She wasn't really sociable to begin with, but having to live with this for so long, unable to confine in anyone or even talk about it was a hell of it's very own and now in the same day she saw two people who were willing to talk to her despite seeing her power. She frankly felt a little like crying from joy.

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“Yeah, tell me about it. Those FBI guys always sideline us. Just because we do not have a fancy FBI badges, doesn't mean we do bad job at working the streets.” Claire replied with a partially irritated voice. Not that she can do anything about it, she was simply too low on the food chain of the law working order. Thinking about things, it may have been high time to start thinking of taking the detective examinations and get a promotion. Yeah he had to think about it. That said her power was pretty much a cheat at this point.

“Frankly from the ME office, I do not think we can research too much. After all for many of the law enforcement databases you need reason to pull data from it, you cannot use it just for willy nilly reasons... unless you do not get caught that is.” Claire smiled devilishly as she brought the idea.” All in all though, we do not even have a point of reference to start the search from. I'm reasonably sure the people we are seeing aren't all career criminals and even if we search by driving licenses, we still need a photo to compare... which we do not have. All we've got is that we've seen them.” Claire mentioned to Olivia with a shrug.” We can just ask them whenever we see them from now on. It's not like they can hide their identities from me after all.” The cop added.

“Overall I prefer to stay and get to know you better. Besides you never know when another vision might pop up.” Claire smiled.” This coffee is good and strong indeed, my fatigue was blown right away for the moment.” She added, recalling the fact she was coming from a night shift right now so she was surprisingly chipper at this very moment. The strong coffee was showing effect.” So, you from NY?”

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Jace still didn't trust Scott at all. The guy was a pain, but sticking with him and trying to figure out their problems together was better than going off by themselves, shooting in the dark looking for answers. He looked over at his sister, who seemed perfectly fine trusting these two complete strangers. Trusting her, he decided to go along with it, there was nothing else he could do, since she'd probably go along with or without him. "That sounds fine with me, which shop?" he asked Gideon.

Her life had been flipped around in the past few months, and now she was finding it easy to trust people who were like them, whose lives had been changed in a single moment. She was glad that her brother had decided to go along with it, it made things easier in the long run. It was hard to not want her brother there, even if he sometimes could be a little over protective towards her. She sometimes found that he tended to smother her a little, and it was hard for her to ever get a breath of fresh air.

Her brother was a nice person, but sometimes he did things without thinking. That was why Janelle tended to calm down situations whenever possible. She had always been the sort of mediator growing up, even before they left Ireland. Jace was definitely not the most diplomatic person around, and it could sometimes get them into trouble.

He looked at the others, unsure of what to do. They were all standing there now, on the side of the street and everyone had already cleared from the accident. Standing there, talking, that was about it. Scott hadn't even said anything about going to the pastry shop, so who knew what he'd want to do. The guy was still annoying, but he was being somewhat nice to Janelle, so that made him not want to snap at the guy too much.

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Scott sensed the confusion as Gideon looked at him. "Oh, you're not a twink. I'd say you're more of a fairy. Ginger's the twink," Scott clarified with a smile, as if everything he just said was perfectly acceptable in any form of conversation. However, heading to a pastry shop did remind him of the girl he had seen - what were the odds that it could have been the same shop? But still, Scott wasn't a big fan of pastries. He'd rather pass time at a bar. In his experience, there'd always be one open, regardless of the time of day. He then glanced at the two gingers - were they even old enough to go in a bar?

"Pastries aren't my thing - but I guess you two are what twelve? Figure you can't go into a decent bar," Scott said with a raised eyebrow. "As long as they have something a bit harder than sodas there, then it'll be alright by me." He was dying for a beer at the moment and knew that he'd have to make himself scarce later when the attorney showed up. He made it his policy to avoid them. Some of his work was legal - but a lot of it wasn't. The law didn't tend to like mercenaries, though as far as the police station was concerned, Scott just brought in the occasional bounty from time to time. They didn't know about what he did far more often with his time.

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Quinn wasn't super hungry since all of this started happening. "Depends on where you are going really. Something light. A salad or something easy like that. My stomach isn't doing super well." Once Ryan left she would get on the phone quickly. She needed answers. This had to be a coincidence.

But her gut told her it was not. She didn't dream herself being transported. She didn't make up the nightmare she saw. And she didn't wish these remains from someone who possibly shared the same fate as the woman she saw in her dream. She dialed the number quickly and let it ring. Hopefully they were home. They needed closure and she needed results.

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Adalene gave a surprised "Hmm." When she said that the husband had cheated. Whatever, her relationship drama wasn't her business, so she wasn't going to push. She was quite sure she'd find out everything in time anyway. "That's fine." She said following after her. "I um, didn't get your name though." She said, stepping ahead of her, and opening her own door. This lady seemed a bit hasty, but she was in a pretty emotional state, so she could understand that, she supposed. She stepped into her apartment, and looked back at the girl. "I don't have a home phone, but you can use my cell." She said, reaching it into her pocket, and holding it out for her.

She then pursed her lips, "Did you forget yours in your apartment? I could go get it for you..." She offered. If this guy really did cheat, and would have the audacity to give this girl a hard time, Adalene would love nothing more than getting to hand this guy his own ass. Plus, it'd give her more insight into what was going on, and she'd be lying if she were to say she didn't enjoy the drama at least a little bit. She looked back at the girls apartment, hoping she'd give her an excuse to head over there. It would certainly be more interesting than anything else she could be doing.