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Adalene nodded, not surprised her suspicion was correct. "Well, I go to school most of the year." She said casually, "I study acting." She explained, trying not to sound like too much of a cliche. "I've been working this past summer as an extra for a production of Avenue Q." She said proudly, knowing it was no small feat. She smiled a bit, before continuing, "I've been involved in Theater since I was a kid, so I'm kinda living the dream, ya know?" It really was amazing, not only being able to do what she loved, but also general feeling of independence she'd had recently.

"So what about you?" She asked, Other people's lives were pretty interesting to her. Everybody had some kind of story to them, and the more she knew, the more she'd be able to tell. As an actor, gaining perspective was something she learned to be very important, and the easiest way to gain that was to talk to people. It's a lot like how writers can only write about what they know, so that when she had to be somebody else, she could draw on her knowledge about how others acted. She liked to think that this way of approaching and understanding was what made her good at what she did.

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

@FantasyChic Ryan gave Quinn a friendly smile and nodded towards her, gently resting a hand on her shoulder. "Anytime, you get to pay next time though." He said jokingly as he went to get the stuff ready, he respectively went to start gathering the remains of the man's body while Quinn went to get whatever she needed to do. "So how did she take it anyway?" Ryan asked, he had his own fair share of handing out the bad news on what happened to their loved ones. It was something that he didn't like to give knowing how hard it is to lose someone that you cared for. Quinn would receive a text from her, saying that she will be there very soon, and was already in her car to meet her there.

@Natsu "That's cool, planning on trying out LA at some point?" Crystal asked as she leaned back slightly and then looked at her phone seeing a text from her brother. Her attention then went back turning towards Adalene when she asked her what she did, and gave a slight shrug. "I just bartend is all, nothing fun or interesting unless you have to deal with the drunks there, but that's an enviable thing to happen." She said with a slight laugh.

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Time: 9:00AM, Seattle, Washington

@Morose @BlueSky44 Isley looked at the two siblings, they seemed to be arguing themselves in some language that she didn't even know, biting her lower lip for a moment, she did recognize them all from the dream before. She wasnt sure how to actually approach it or not, as she awkwardly rubbed the back of her neck for a moment. "Can I get you all something?" She finally asked, as she looked at Gideon then to Scott, Jason and Janelle. Gideon decided to break the awkward silence before looking over at Isley and raised his hand slightly. "I'll just take a coffee." He answered looking over at the others.

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Olivia blushed slightly and pulled a stray strand of hair away from her face and gave Claire a friendly smile, she really had been busy working a lot lately and did need a little bit of time to relax. "To hell with it, i'm totally down for some gambling and quick and easy money that's if your willing to use them powers of yours." Olivia said giving her a slight smirk, either way going to Vegas or hitting up the local casinos here was a win, win for her at least.

"I've been meaning to take some time off as well, so a vacation somewhere would be great to. The job is rewarding, but still spending a few hours cutting open cadavers isn't fun sometimes either." Olivia said with a smile as she took another drink from her coffee before setting it back down. "So anyway do you have any family nearby or anything what are they like?" Olivia asked she wanted to get to know her more and what Claire was like.

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Riley turned her attention towards Amelia when she spoke up, and gave her a friendly smile and shook her head slightly. "I don't mind at all." Riley said as she started to move her phone over and started to type in her phone number and started to slide it over towards where Amelia was. There she'd be able to see her phone number which Amelia could easily memorize as far as she was concerned they were all pretty much in danger with that weird dream and gaining powers.

"And i'm not sure, do you remember the part of LA where you are at I can come and pick you up." Riley said, she didn't mind talking to normal people from time to time so long as they weren't crazed super fans. Riley had to sometimes hire security to watch over her house whenever she was going to bed for the evening.

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Amelia was very happy when Riley agreed to give each other their phone numbers! It meant that now she had someone to talk with about this madness that was happening to them. That and she was also happy she had the musician's number in general. She was a little bit of a fan. It was nice music and nice music was nice music no two ways about it!" Thank you." She replied and put her whole mind memorizing the number. As soon as she did she reached for her own phone... she had a phone. Weirdly she wondered if her body was mimicing her movement back in the alley. She shook her head slightly and typed her own number to show Riley." This is mine."

"Well..." She said making a conflicted sound before nodding and quickly telling Riley her adress." I'm near the park that's near my place right now." Amelia added and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She couldn't believe this was happening.

"I want to stay and talk, but... I'm worried about my body." She suddenly said again." What did it felt like when you returned to your body, Riley?" Amelia asked, wondering if she can return just by willing it. She wanted to run back home and then she'd be fine no matter how many out of body experiences she had. She felt most safe at home, locked between the concrete and brick walls, with hte metal bars on the windows. She now knew that the others like her could get inside easily, but at least she couldn't be jumped by some weird people out in the street.

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"Well if it's about gathering hte vacation money for now we might as well go tonight." Claire smiled widely, amused she found a partner in crime for this. This was the better way in so many different directions. One person having fun was okey, two people having fun was a party and boy were they gona party." I'm a little sleepy because I come straight out of a nightshift, but I will grab some afternoon nap and should be ready by 5 pm." She explained." Night out confirmed?" She asked with a smile.

"Family eh... My father lives in Boston. He's fine, a good man, more or less brought me up alone after he divorced with my mother and as far as I'm aware she should be still alive and living with her current husband and his children in France. Haven't heard from her since forever. Last time I think it was when I joined the police force. She send me an Email to congratulate me, but forgot to delete the part from resending my father's Email that he send her to remind her I exist." She shrugged." Don't care of the woman, might as well not be even related for as far as I'm concerned."

"I do miss my father every now and then though. We've been out of touch for a little while, only calling every two or three weeks. He's got a life so that's understandable." Claire wasn't really displaying much negative emotions at that fact. More like she had a sly knowing smirk on." He promised to show her to me this Christmas. His new girlfriend that is. I wonder if i will have to maker her disappear too. He's too nice for his own good. He gets exploited easily," She sighed.

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Quinn read the text and responded quickly that she would be there soon. She helped Ryan finish and pack things. Truth be told, it may be unconventional to be handing remains in a cafe, but she didn't like the standard means. It felt so unemotional to be giving them in a cold lab. This was best because not only did the grieving get closure, but she would get answers.

"About as well as possible, given the fact her husband is dead and burned. I have a feeling she held it together with her children being present, so points for her there. Let's get this wrapped up so I can give them to her." Quinn finished up quickly, thanking Ryan again for the salad (which she would eat later) and promise to buy him something next time.

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[color=a187be]"Just some water please," Janelle replied, turning her head into the direction of the woman's voice. The woman was probably from the dream, just like everyone else that they had met that day. She didn't know how to start the conversation with the others about what they should do now. They all were in one spot, now what did they do? There had to be a reason for all of them to have run into each other, but she was finding it difficult to come up with something.

Jason decided that he might as well help his sister out. He shook his head when the woman asked if he wanted anything, before he leaned over to Janelle, giving her a very quick description of their surroundings, before sitting up again. His sister was mad at him, that much was obvious, and he knew when to keep his mouth shut around her, aside from giving her a brief description of the room.

She nodded in response to her brother's description, saying nothing. She wished that he'd just accept the fact that she wasn't a little kid anymore, not someone who needed his help all of the time. It is perfectly alright for her, not being able to see where they are, or who they are talking to, it let's her use her imagination. After all, that is the only way she can truly see the world, through her mind's eye, and not with her physical sight.

"Éist, Janelle, Tá brón orm, ach ní maith liom na daoine seo i ndáiríre, cén fáth go bhfuil muid ag dul timpeall orthu arís? Dealraíonn sé beagnach dom," Jace whispered to his sister, but that was it. She didn't respond and didn't turn her head in his direction. He let out a sigh, saying nothing. He was starting to wonder what they were going to do now, after all, it was almost impossible to figure this out really quickly, and they had all somehow ended up with powers, as well as all having the same crazy dream. Nothing was making any sense.

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Adalene paused for a moment, "I honestly hadn't considered it." She said, with a bit of a shrug. "Maybe, I'll probably finish up my education here before I branch out of NYC, or at least that's my plan." New York was the place for the theatrical arts after all. "But bar tending must be interesting at least, right?" She asked. Of all the menial jobs, that had to be one of the best. All the people she must meet, sure people got drunk and sucked sometimes, but people were so interesting. She couldn't imagine a life as a cashier, or a dishwasher, the monotony would kill her.

"I actually think I might even enjoy that a little." She said, smiling pleasantly. While she had aspirations of grandeur, she found it easy to fantasize about a simple life. Just doing what needs to be done to get by, having something just fun enough to keep her interested, but never exhausted. She knew the world wasn't really like that, so she kept herself from falling too deep into that hole. But it was at least, pretty fun to think about. She curled up into a comfortable little ball on the couch and said , "Hmm. What's the most interesting thing you've seen while working?" She asked.

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

@FantasyChic "Sure thing no problem at all." Ryan said giving Quin a friendly smile as he finished up and set it into a bag with the logo and name of the lab that they worked at and handed it over towards Quinn. "Good luck." He said as he turned around to finish some other paper work that was needed and to also in form the authorities if they needed the paper work and whatever was needed for the case if it was going to be reopened. Once Quinn had made her way towards the café it was the same one that Olivia and Claire were in as well, and she'd be able to recognize the two women from their dreams as well. Mrs. Smith wouldn't be there for at least another couple of minutes.

@Natsu Crystal listened to Adalene as she started to talk about what she'd like to do, New York was always a great city to live in minus the crazy and busy streets down below but she usually walked to her locations all the time. Crystal couldn't help but hold back a slight laugh as she started to remember a few stories. "Well lets see, there was a drunken man who had way to many drinks obviously and just randomly decided to strip down to his underwear and tried to hit on anyone that was there, man or girl even tried to kiss me at one point before he was kicked out rather quickly from the establishment." Crystal answered.

@Damo021 It looks like one of the patrons had already went and called the police, it didn't take to long until two police officers came into the restaurant. They were already cuffing the two men and started to carry them off to the police car, one of the officers turned and made his way towards Aaliyah and showed her his badge. "Sorry ma'am, are you able to tell us what happened exactly?" He asked looking over at her.

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Time: 9:00AM, Seattle, Washington

@Morose @BlueSky44 Isley nodded and made her way towards the back and grabbed some water for Janelle, a few seconds later Isley came back to the table and handed over Janelle's water. Gideon looked at Jason as he started to speak some other language he didn't understand, but just shook it off as them trying to figure things out. "Mind if I join you?" Isley asked looking at the small group that she did recognize. Gideon looked towards the others, he wasn't sure and looked towards the group for a moment to see what they wanted to do.

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Olivia leaned back in her seat and smiled softly and nodded. "Of course, I know and totally understand what a night shift does to someone." Olivia said with a slight laugh. "I've even slept in my own office numerous times in the past as well." For Olivia it was fairly common and sleeping on the couch in her office was comfortable enough. She started to listen to Claire as she started to talk about her family, well mostly her father. "Sorry to hear about your mother." Olivia said softly, she was an only child and growing up her family was pretty close.

"I could freak her out if you want me to come and meet her as well in case she is a bad influence on your father." Olivia said jokingly mentioning about her powers, of course they were mainly passive and the healing was rather quick. Then Olivia heard the door opening and turned to see Quinn and froze. Olivia instantly recognized that the woman was also from their dreams as well, quickly turning to look at Claire and motioned her head towards Quinn to tell her to go and look. "I think she's one of us as well." Olivia said softly.

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Riley smiled and started to write down the number into her own phone as well, and ran a hand through her hair and bit her lower lip for a moment as she started to think about her first weird experience and how I was like reappearing on her own body as well. "I felt a little bit dizzy after that." Riley said giving a slight shrug as she leaned back in her seat and nodded she was glad that there was someone in general to talk with.

"Whats the address?" Riley finally asked looking at Amelia so that she knew where to go. "And would you be okay with meeting in person as well?" Riley awkwardly rubbed her arm and looked at her, she was pretty cute actually as well, but Riley didn't say or mention it either, they did just meet after all. And then Amelia would find herself back in the alleyway that she was in when the visiting session ended so suddenly.

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She was just about to say her address to the singer when she found herself transported back! She blinked a few times, feeling out of place and disoriented. She lose balance, but caught herself before she would fall and looked about the place.” Wha...” Amelia mumbled, she was not with Riley now. She was in her own body. She looked around in a panic, but no one was with her.” Thank god...” She mumbled, sighing in relief.

“Ahh!!!” Suddenly she recalled the really important part and pulled her phone, quickly typing the phone number she had memorized. It was Riley's! She didn't forget and was happy about it. Throwing a few looks around the place, she looked at the phone again and smiled. Then she quickly typed a message with her address to Riley, since she recalled Riley was having a phone call right that moment. So she'd receive it whenever she could. Smiling to herself she quickly started walking back home.

It wasn't long walk and she quickly found herself into the building, looking around nerveously as she neared her door. To her joy the neighbor she was afraid of for his clearly harassing attitude didn't show up. She quickly got inside and locked the door behind herself.

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“Don't be, such a person's not worth the thinking about.” She replied with emotionless tone and a shrug. Frankly she wasn't even a little bit concerned about her mother and if given the chance she'd scrap her from her own history and documents, but that would only cause legal problems so she frankly wouldn't really do it. In other words paperwork was more of a hassle than she cared for the woman who gave birth to her.

“No need, your skill is too obvious.” She smiled slyly.” I have my own ways of dealing with unwanted pests...” She added with menacing smirk. Ohh yes she had her ways and Claire didn't become a cop for nothing. It was nice also having nice resourced on the justice legal ends. In addition her mind reading power she got, allowed her to just go full mentalist on people she didn't like... or people she liked a lot for that matter. It was all a matter of desire to do something and when motivated properly, she wasn't going to be stopped.

“Ohh?” She made a questioning sound and threw a glance at the woman's direction.” Curious, I remember her face indeed. Let her come closer, don't stare at her. I will see what I will get from her once she's close enough.” Claire said quietly to Olivia with a playful smile.

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Once Quinn entered the cafe, she felt some eyes on her. It was to be expected as she just entered. She glanced around the room, seeing various occupied tables. She quickly made her way over to the counter and greeted the cashier. "Can I get a medium iced coffee with cream and sugar please?" Quinn enjoyed coffee cold, which was weird considering her heritage. She didn't fancy tea all that much and after moving to America, she loved coffee.

Once she got her order she took a seat near the back somewhat, passing by a table of blonde women. She had a distinct feeling she knew them, but paid them little mind as her thoughts were racing on other matters. She still had the files and remains with her as she sat and waited for the wife. She had her questions ready.

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"I don't mind if you join us," she said as she took a sip of her water. She had to be careful not to accidentally freeze the water or something, it did make things a little more difficult. Janelle turned her head in the direction of her brother's voice, "Jace, ní mór dúinn cabhair a fháil. Ní féidir linn é seo a dhéanamh amach ar ár gcuid féin..." she whispered softly, not caring if no one else could under stand her.

He let out a sigh, knowing that she was right, they did need help trying to figure out everything that was going on, and he did not want to admit that Janelle was right. She was a smart kid, and he did not want to tell her that she was right. He looked over at Isley and Gideon, "I'm fine with you joining us," he said to her, before he glanced back to look at his sister. Wondering what was going through her head right then.

"I can tell your looking at me Jace," she said simply, turning her head away from him. She did not like the idea of sharing her thoughts with her brother right then, especially since if she did, he would go into overdrive with trying to get her away from any sort of crazy situation. Though they were in a strange situation, no matter what they did it would probably come back to them one way or another.

Jace rolled his eyes at his sister, but said nothing in response to her comment. He was getting a little annoyed with the way she was acting, but he had no say in the matter and odds were that she'd get pissed off at him if he even tried. Scott was being surprisingly silent, but that was a good thing to him, as he still didn't very much care for the man at all. The guy was just a big weirdo to him, but he knew better than to say that out loud.

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"Trust me, sweetheart, it wasn't my idea to come here," Scott said, winking at Isley as he sat back confidently in the booth. Sure, she was a fine little piece but she really wasn't his type. He liked his women like he liked his guns - deadly, sassy, and loud - the exact opposite of the type of people who took jobs in pastry shops. While some would recommend avoiding workplace romances, Scott found he could only fall for people who were in his line of work - he also didn't particularly care which side of the law they fell on.

Scott raised an eyebrow at Janelle. "You don't say? Guess I should've paid attention in biology," he said with a bit of a chuckle. He knew that he didn't look it but he actually was highly educated and had a gift for mechanical engineering. He'd act the part of the fool whenever it suited him. Or maybe he was just still a little drunk from the night before. Or perhaps he'd just stopped caring. Any of those would have been plausible explanations for his behavior. "I'll take the strongest thing you have - which I'm guessing is coffee," Scott said, sighing with disappointment.

"And sure, princess. Take a seat - the more the fucking merrier," Scott huffed. He was a bit irritated at the kids speaking a language he didn't understand and he considered switching into Russian just to teach them a lesson. For a moment, however, he was distracted. Did his daughter know her ancestral tongue? Could she speak Russian fluently? Or did she not even know her own nationality? He sighed a bit, and if anyone was paying close attention, they'd be able to see a little bit of sadness in him. Janelle was just reminding him of the daughter he would never meet.

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Adalene laughed, "See, sounds fun." She said. She then paused, and corrected herself, "Or well, interesting at least. I could never be bored with a job like that. Though I might get a littleee uncomfortable." She admitted. "So, in the mean time, how are you gonna get your stuff back?" She asked with a twinge of concern. She didn't want her ex to just get to keep all her stuff. And she was itching to meet this guy and get his side of the story, so she kinda wanted to offer to go get her stuff. She wasn't about to suggest that though, that'd be a bit too weird, and she didn't want to stress her out.

Adalene then tacked on, "By the way, are you hungry or anything? I could make something for you if you like." She offered. The more comfortable the girl got, the more Adalene might be able to learn more about her. It was certainly more interesting than anything else she might do while Crystal was here. Plus she could eat more than she already did, even if she shouldn't necessarily. She stood up, and leaned against the doorway to the kitchen, stretching her legs a bit in the process.

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Time: 12:00PM, New York City, New York

@FantasyChic The cashier nodded and started to make Quinn's order it didn't take that long then the ice coffee was handed over towards Quinn. The restaurant was a little bit quiet as some people went about their day as they had their afternoon coffee, it wasn't that much longer as the woman came into the coffee shop. Clearly looking like a mess, as she looked around the shop before spotting Quinn and made her way over towards the woman. "Thank you for finding him for me.." She said quietly, Quinn would also be able to hear the conversation between Olivia and Claire as well from where she was sitting.

@Natsu Crystal laughed slightly and shook her head slightly. "Yeah that was a very awkward encounter." She said softly as she looked up at Adalene and shrugged slightly. "Not going to do it today, but whenever he is at work i'll sneak in since we have two keys and just grab all my stuff." She answered looking down at her phone seeing a text from her brother, and smiled slightly before turning her attention back at Adalene. "A coffee or some beer would be good if you have any." Crystal said softly,

@Damo021 The officer gave Aaliyah a friendly smile and nodded as he started to write down Aaliyah's statement of events that had happened over the last few minutes. "Thank you ma'am." He said as he reached into his pocket and handed it over towards Aaliyah was hs card. "If anything else comes up please don't hesitate to call us." He said before turning around to talk to the other customers, a few seconds later Aaliyah's boss came over and tapped her on the shoulder. "You did great there, if you'd like your more than welcome to take the rest of the day off." He told her.

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Time: 9:00AM, Seattle, Washington

@Morose @BlueSky44 Isley rolled her eyes towards Scott and looked over towards one of her coworkers and waved him over. "A coffee please." She said towards him so that she could give Scott his drink. Gideon shifted slightly in his seat as he listened to the two siblings as they spoke in some other language that he didn't know. "Don't call me princess." Isley said giving a slight glare towards Scott. Before letting out a slight sigh and then looked at the group at the table. "So why are you all here anyway, I recognize you." She said mentioning about the dream that they all had.

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Time: 9:00AM, Los Angeles, California

@rivaan Amelia made it to her apartment with no issue at all, the place was left exactly the way it was when she left earlier, and she would end up getting a text back to Riley saying that she'd be there very soon, and that she'd bring some food with her, in a few minutes. Then there was a knock on the door when she answered it was the landlord. "Hey, everything okay?" She asked her.

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"Ah yeah you could send her to jail if she pissed you off huh?" Olivia said jokingly and laughed slightly as she leaned back in her seat as she eyed Quinn for a moment before taking Claire's advice. She went back to taking a drink from her coffee Claire wouldn't be able to pick up anything from Quinn, but she'd easily be able to hear the woman that she was meeting with her the following thoughts. She had lost her husband very recently thought to have gone missing. And that he was called by Quinn to let her know what had happened to him and that she was there to collect his remains.

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Amelia still couldn't quite believe what had happened. She had met the other people who were in her situation! That and she made friend with a star singer. This didn't seem like real life anymore, then again she had this feeling from the very moment electricity started to come out of her body like she was some god of lightning or something.” Hehehe...” She laughed softly, sitting down on the sofa as Riley send a message back. If she was to truly admit it, there were times when she had imagined what it would be to have superpowers and how she could use them to dispense justice and retribution... now she just wanted to have them gone and return to ordinary life, where she didn't have to fear that a single lapse in control could shock someone to death... literally.

Eventually there was a knock on the door, but Amelia wasn't sure it was Riley. When the landlord was the one to call from the other side of the door, she stiffened, wondering why they were there.

“Yes...” Amelia replied, but didn't open the door, instead she went to look through the spyhole of the door to see the landlord outside.” Why? Did something happen?” She asked in concern, wondering why they were asking her that. She was gone until just a lil while ago...

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“The perks of the profession.” Claire replied with a nod and a huge grin. Yeah she could make the life of anyone who was trying to make use of herself or her father into a living nightmare. Especially double so now that she had this power to wield and use as she wishes as well. Granted she'd never directly go over the law... if there's a chance to be caught or there was no direct need to do it of course. There were always ways around the law if the needs be anyhow.

“Frankly, take her number, so I can talk more with her later, best done so tomorrow.” She smiled, meaning Quinn. That aside, the cop looked back at Olivia.” When done with that, well probably go back home to take that nap I talked about earlier so I can be fresh for tonight. The arrangement for our night out stays right?” She asked with a happy suggestive devilish smile. Ohh how the money was going to flow... within reason of course. She wouldn't want to be labeled a cheater and banned from all casinos or something. Luckily for her she knew how to hide her tracks in general. As long as they were on the plus at the end of the night it was all good and heck for it, she could just wait for that one perfect game to win big and just allow her winnings to fluctuate until then.

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"We are trying to figure the answer to that question, since I'm guessing you recognize us from that dream too. That's how we all ended up meeting up anyway... I'm guessing you probably have abilities too if you recognize us from the dream," Janelle said, turning her head in the direction of Isley's voice. She wondered what the woman was like, and almost had to stop herself from laughing when she told Scott not to call her princess.

Her brother just shook his, just letting his sister do the talking, at least the discussions in English right then. He did not like the whole fact that she was just going off about everything, not caring about what she was saying. They were in a shop, sitting down, so odds were that no one would hear them talking about craziness or something, but he didn't know about that risk or something, it was not something you openly admit.

Janelle contemplated showing her abilities. She had a glass of water in her hands, all she'd need to do was focus and she could turn it to ice and back again or something. The others had basically shown their abilities already, while she hadn't, and neither had her brother, but that was also partially because of the complex nature of his powers. At least unlike Jace, her powers were relatively simple, and not at all too confusing.

Jace looked at the newbie who had joined them, not really sure what to think of the woman. He was curious as to what her powers were, as that seemed to be the one thing connecting all of them. The fact that they had powers of some kind, and they all had the same dream about that murder or something. There wasn't much else, they were all strangers, and had only just met today, so he still wasn't too sure whether or not to trust them. One thing was for certain, he was definitely never going to fully trust Scott.

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Though Quinn could hear the women's conversation, it didn't strike her as anything more than idle chatter during coffee. However, she was happy to see the wife make it. She looked worse for wear, all things considered. Quinn gave her a warm smile as she passed over the remains of her husband.

"You'll have to thank the police for finding him. All we did was identify him. Either way, I am glad we were able to give you closure, even if it was through this. Ms. Smith, I do have some questions to ask about your husband, if you would be open to answering them. You do not have to if you do not wish to. This is mainly to finalize some records I have and then you can be on your way." Quinn was telling the truth, for the most part. She did have records to finish, but they were for her own benefit.

"When your husband disappeared, was he working on something? Or did he seem worried or concerned?" Quinn realized she sounded like a police officer, but if her husband went through the same thing she saw in her dream, it was not a coincidence anymore. The fact these things could be connected was scary.

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"You got it, your royal highness," Scott teased Isley with a huge smirk. If anyone argued that everyone had the potential to be a gentleman, Scott would perhaps be Exhibit A for the opposition. He knew that Isley disliked the nickname and so, he went out of his way to come up with a way to top it. He was the same person who would say hold my beer before going off to do something ridiculously stupid - or who taunted their friends into taking risks by shouting YOLO at them. He was a merc with a mouth, to make a long story short.

However, the kids did raise some good points. They all had the same weird dreams and abilities, though the powers were different for each of them. They also all became deathly ill at one point. There had to be something connecting all of them. "How much do you want to bet that dead bitch over in Phillie was one of us?" Scott proposed. There were other faces he'd seen in visions but now, it seemed more and more likely to him that they all were just other people who had the same dreams and also developed abilities.