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"Wow, Mother Nature really is a bitch," Scott said with a huge laugh as Isley demonstrated her powers. Sure, they were formidable and impressive - but that didn't mean he was going to pass up a chance to make an obvious joke, especially since the rest of these suckers seemed to not have a single funny bone in their bodies. Hell, he doubted they'd know what a joke was if someone hit them over the head with a funny bone until their skull cracked and they bled! He snorted slightly at the violent mental image. He also couldn't help but imagine how shocked these people would be to learn that he was, indeed, a father. He certainly didn't look the part.

He then raised a bit of an eyebrow - the kid wanted to call and confirm an appointment? He knew her name and where she worked, didn't he? Were gingers not allowed to use Google search? He figured it could have been rightful discrimination against those with a certain mutation in their genetic code that produced that crimson shade. "Shocked you couldn't remember an address if you have a phone number memorized," Scott said with an eye roll, picking on Jace for the sole purpose of irritating the kid.

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Adalene looked behind her as Crystal left, "You don't see her?" she asked, as she left, before looking back at Emmie. She narrowed her eyes, "What'd you mean "The same""? She asked, a bit incredulously. She then closed her eyes tight, frustrated, and exhaled. "Sorry. I'm Adalene Jones." She replied. She then rubbed her temples, "What? Can you throw around fire too?" She did know this girl was in her dreams, and that means she saw a poor, helpless and scared girl murdered while fleeing for her life. "Or are you gonna poof like the last one?" She asked, wanting some goddamn answers. None of it made sense, people teleporting in and out of her apartment, Crystal not even noticing her, Adalene's new status as the Human Torch. Something big was happening, and she didn't know how to put the pieces together.

"Okay look." She said, clearly exasperated,"Here, what's your number?", She asked, pulling out her phone, "That way, even If you just suddenly stop existing for whatever reason." She said, not believing the words that now had to come out of her mouth. "Hopefully we'll still be able to connect and work towards some goddamn answers." She gestured, leaning her phone towards her, hoping she'd take it and fill in the information for the contact Adalene just created. "Please. I can't keep living this in this constant haze of confusion." She just wanted to figure out what was going on. As far as she was concerned, she could very well be in some very life threatening danger. A girl was dead as far as she knew, and she could be next.

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

@Damo021 Trevor remained fairly calm for the most part and he nodded slightly, he could understand that he was being creepy. "I'm very sorry." He said as he walked into the room and sat down on one of the chairs that were in the room. "I wont take up much of your time, have you ever had any weird dreams, or some people you have never met suddenly appear before you? Or other strange occurrences?" He asked as he took out his card, which had his phone number, address, and where he worked which was a genetics lab in New York. "I might have answers or help you in some way if you let me?" He offered.

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Time: 9:00AM, Seattle, Washington

@Morose @BlueSky44 Isley turned her attention towards Scott and just scoffed at him. "I don't think you'd be able to lift up a tiny twig with those powers of yours." She said with a slight laugh as she leaned back in her seat as she looked over her shoulder towards some of her coworkers who were still working. Gideon turned his attention towards Jason and Janelle seeing that they two of them had Cynthia's phone number already. "You should call her, and see if the meeting was still correct." He said towards them, so that they could potentially meet her in person.

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"It's nice to meet you Quinn." Olivia said towards her and gave her a friendly smile as she turned her attention towards Claire as she offered her to use the umbrella for them. She motioned for Quinn to follow them as she started to walk down the sidewalk as the rain started to lighten up once more she then walked across the street until they were at the Medical Examiner's office. At the reception desk was a woman who looked up at the three of them and smiled waving towards Olivia. "Welcome back." She said before turning her attention back towards her computer work.

Olivia then headed down a flight of stairs that led into her office, and then the autopsy room across the office. "So uhm I guess we should say what we can do or show them?" She asked, she knew that Claire had some kind of mind reading, and she could regenerate rather quickly. She still wasn't sure what Quinn had, but Olivia decided to show hers first as she walked over towards a nearby equipment cabinet and pulled out a scalpel. Olivia then winced in pain as she cut into the palm of her hand drawing some blood, before showing it towards Quinn, as it started to heal just as quickly.

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"You could move in with me if you'd like." Riley offered quickly, she had a feeling that Amelia was uncomfortable with her neighbors and just could tell by her reaction. Riley took a sip of the water and leaned back in the couch as she started to think about her question on what would happen to them. They had a killer after them from the looks of it from their dream just the night before which made her feel uncomfortable. Riley rubbed the back of her neck for a moment as she continued to think about it, before finally answering with a slight shrug.

"I'm really not sure, we should though maybe try and get into contact with the others somehow." Riley said looking over at Amelia she wasn't sure what or who the others would be like if they actually meet up at some point but she didn't want to think about it right now. "But we have powers to defend ourselves though, you have lightening at your finger tips and I can make shields so we can protect one another."

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Emmie looked at Adalene as she started to ask her questions as she bit her lower lip for a moment as she started to ask her about questions of herself. "I'm Emmie Adams." She said softly as she moved over and sat down on the couch as she started to think a bit on her questions. "I can teleport short distances or places I've been to." Emmie answered looking over at Adalene as she walked over and handed her over her phone, and asked for a number. Sadly for her she didn't even own a cellphone being homeless and all which did suck for her.

"I uh am actually homeless I don't even own a cellphone. What is your address I could come over?" Emmie asked she was at her little homeless place where she stayed. She didn't know if it was far from where she was at currently or not, but she'd be willing to go over and visit.

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“Ahmmm... ehhhhhhhh!?” Amelia made a sound of confusion and then of utter surprise when she heard Riley speaking. She was completely caught unaware of the singer's suggestion. To move in with her?” What? I? Ahmm?” She was struggling to find the words to react to this rather shocking turn of events.

“Riley, do you really mean it?” She asked, throwing slightly concerned looks at the neighbor's direction. She was really glad to get the chance to get away from here despite the fact it was her own place now, but she wasn't sure that Riley was really meaning it. Then again she looked like she was meaning it after all.” Won't me moving with you cause you problems though... ?” She asked with concerns.” Won't people take it the wrong way and start spreading bad rumors? It could harm your career..”

When the talk moved to the idea of protecting themselves with their powers in case something was to happen, Amelia was turning a lot more to the idea of moving together. Having a person who can protect themselves from her power would truly make living a lot better cause if nothing else she'd at least won't have to worry about harming them.” If you think we can, I will agree.” She mumbled quietly.” I won't trouble you much, if I'm a bother I will leave... I will also help however I can and will pay my own expenses...”

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Claire had followed Olivia all the way back to her office, she had planned to separate from them there, but decided to tag along for a little while longer. She was smiling as they entered the office and Olivia proposed to show each other what kinds of powers they had. The cop smirked with a soft laughter then as she looked about and then to Quinn.” Well hard to show my powers in direct fashion, but I'm capable of certain degree of mind reading if you will.” She smiled, throwing a look at Olivia, wondering what method she'd use to show her power this time around.

“Just don't do anything too bad, Olivia.” She stated, throwing a cautionary look at her.” Don't do another way too painful one... “ Claire stated, recalling how the other woman had put her finger into a nearly boiling hot coffee. If there were few things as painful as burning wounds, the way they overwhelmed all the nerve centers of the boiling part of the skin that was exposed was quite unpleasant and she was highly doubting why Olivia was ready to go all the way to do so just to show her power.

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Quinn listened as the two women talked. They brought up powers so eagerly and she often tried hard to hide the fact she had them. Before she realized it, Olivia had cut into her hand. It startled her, but it also showcased her abilities. Regeneration was useful, for sure. And she mentioned mind reading. So Clair could read minds? Is that how they knew of her? Had they read her mind?

Quinn would ignore this breach of privacy considering they were similar. Quinn looked around. "Well, hold on." She looked around Olivia's office, making sure no one would see her. She then held out her hand as if to say "Watch this now". Quinn ran towards the wall, running along it before proceeding with a backflip, landing gracefully as if she had years of practice.

"Agility. I seem to have an increased amount of it. I can do things like that without breaking a sweat. Made physical education class easier, I can tell you that."

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"Well sorry, but I was kind of concerned with the whole, we basically teleported somewhere else for a few minutes," he snapped at Scott. The guy was really getting on his last nerves, and he really wanted to smack the guy around or something, but no, he knew that he would probably lose in a fight against him, he did look stronger than he was. He knew when to pick his fights, and now was not exactly the time for that.

Janelle thought she might have to restrain her brother or something because of Scott's comment, but she was grateful that she didn't have to. She didn't want them to be fighting constantly, but she'd intervene if need be, but she hopefully didn't find the need to. Her brother was a handful to be around by himself, and now he had found someone who he was constantly fighting. "Just call her Jace, and please can you not argue with people."

He let out a sigh, "Fine," he muttered, looking away from his sister and pulling out his cell phone to call Cynthia. Jace was hoping that she'd answer straight away, that he wouldn't have to deal with other people or whatever. When making phone calls more of to a building or office or whatever was always a bit of a hassle, but if he remembered correctly this was her actual cell phone number.

She waited for her brother to make the call, and kind of looking forward to meeting Cynthia in person, well, more of in person than being some freaky ghost or something in her office or whatever. Janelle still wasn't even too sure what had happened there, and it would help if they could figure that out sooner rather than later. She had so many questions, but so few answers, and she hoped that in this small group of people, they'd be able to find the answers. "Hello, Cynthia?" Jace said into the phone after he had dialed the number.

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"Maybe I'd have trouble with a twig, good thing I have a pair of twinks to practice with," Scott grunted, gesturing towards Jace and Gideon. Both of them, in Scott's opinion, were the antithesis of the manliness he so prized. It was a bad thing when his sort of but not really girlfriend, Jade, was manlier than the two sitting across from him at the coffee shop. "Hey, waitress, where's my coffee!" Scott shouted, rolling his eyes. The service here was terrible, in his opinion. He was regretting getting mixed up with these little crybabies. His time would have been better spent at a bar, drinking away his salary. Maybe he'd hit up Chloe, see if she needed him to play wingman for her.

Scott made a face as Jace and Gideon both wanted to call this Cynthia chick again. "This type of bullshit is exactly why we won the Cold War," Scott muttered. "Doubt you sissies could've even handled a missile strike, let alone a nuclear one," he grumbled. He wanted out of this place where people called each other to double check - what happened to remembering something the first time around and showing up? He couldn't help but feel like these were the sort of people that would R.S.V.P. twice and STILL feel a need to let someone know they were showing up and confirm the time and place.

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Adalene blinked, in the same breath the girl a) told her that she was homeless, b) Could teleport, and c) asked for her address. If, as Adalene assume, she teleported in here, she figured that she had already teleported here, and could simply go outside and see the address, but there must be something more than that, otherwise she wouldn't be asked. Adalene hesitantly repeated her address to her, before slipping her phone back into her pocket. "Yeah, you can come over whenever you like." She said. She didn't really want to open her house up to the city's vagrants, as she was very much in the business of not being stabbed, but this girl had something to do with the insanity her life was becoming, and she would not turn down an opportunity for answers. She then continued to ask, "But what do you mean, "Come over"? You're already here, aren't you?" Adalene raised an eyebrow at her. She had a few hints, that Crystal hadn't noticed Emmie, that this girl could apparently teleport, yet it appeared she was here by some other means, but Adalene couldn't put the pieces together.

Adalene crossed her arms, and looked at the girl, hoping that she had some answers or insights the Adalene herself was lacking. In the worst case, there was some killer on the loose with head implosion powers, and in the best case, she was slowly going insane. "I need to know everything you know, please." Her eyes honestly looked pleading, begging and needing information and safety. The most important part of defending yourself is knowing your enemy, if she was crazy and it was herself, she could get herself checked in to some mental facility and get help, but if, as she feared, she was totally sane, she'd need to know who might be coming after her. Having a teleporter helping her would be a good step towards that, but she knew there was at least another girl like her, even if she had threatened to burn her to a crisp, if somebody was going to come after them, banding together might be the best way to keep everybody safe.

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

@Damo021 Trevor raised an eyebrow towards her when Aaliyah went to sarcasm at least that's what he could tell from her, and then simply shrugged slightly. He could understand her suspicion and couldn't blame her, he was pretty calm about her threats about being threatened by the cops and being sued for some kind of harassment. "I wont bother you Miss Cruz but here is my card regardless." He said as he got up and simply left his card down on the table and started to make his way back towards the front and eventually out the front door of the restaurant. The card would have Trevor Kingston's full name, place of work which was a lab in New York and also his own home address, and his office number and cell number as well.

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Wednesday, August 15th, 2018
Time: 9:00AM, Seattle, Washington

@Morose @BlueSky44 The one waitress looked over towards Scott and gave him a slight glare, before coming over with a cup of coffee and then started to pour him a cup. "Here you go sir." She said before turning around and headed back to tending to another group of customers, Gideon turned to look at Scott. "Maybe you should chill your balls a bit." He said sarcastically towards him, seeing the guy was getting impatient about everything pretty much. Isley just simply rolled her eyes towards Scott, before turning her attention towards Janelle. "So, is it just you and your brother?" She asked, she couldn't help but be a bit curious about them, and on the third or fourth ring Cynthia finally. "Hello, this is Cynthia Markov, who is this?" Cynthia asked, she remembered getting Jason's number, but she knew that he had a sister as well.

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Olivia looked over towards Claire and shrugged slightly, she knew that it would be painful for her regardless of what she had done with her ability. "Don't worry I wont hurt your little mind of yours." Olivia said jokingly, as she moved over and leaned herself up against her desk. Which contained a lot of her own casefiles and reports that she needed to send out before finishing for the rest of the day. There was a wall that was free as Quinn went and displayed her own ability, which looked pretty amazing to her and wished that she could actually do that. "That is pretty amazing and cool." Olivia said, Claire would be able to read the two women's minds clearly. (PM each other on whats going through their minds.)

Olivia looked over her shoulder at Claire for a moment, she had a feeling that her friend was a bit tired after all. "Arent you getting tired?" Olivia asked looking at her newfound friend for a moment, she did want to make sure that she was alright and that they would actually be able to go out to a casino tonight. Then her attention turned back over towards Quinn, she was curious about the woman and did want to get to know her more. "I don't know what is wrong with us at the moment though, or how this is all happening we just met earlier on in the day." Olivia didn't have any of the answers, but she did want to find out what was going on with them as well.

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Riley gave Amelia a friendly smile and shook her head slightly. "It will be fine, if you are okay with some of my bandmates coming over, and the occasional band practice in the loft. And sometimes a party here and there." Riley did host a few parties where she lived, having a nice penthouse loft was great. Sure the rent was expensive as hell, but it was very much worth it, she had a great view of LA all the time where she lived. "And you wont be a bother at all, i'll pay for everything, rent and utilities the usual stuff for myself, and you can buy whatever you need to make yourself at home." Riley suggested, she had a feeling that Amelia's salary wasn't the best at all.

"I could take you over there now if you'd like to get a view of the place?" Riley offered Amelia, she didn't mind and she thought it would be a good place for them to be safe. She had quiet a bit of money and she certainly wouldn't mind the company at all, Riley actually preferred it. "And if it's something you don't want to do, of course we can still stay in contact and stuff to." Riley said softly.

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"My uh, powers I guess you can call it don't work that way." Emmie answered as she looked directly at Adalene for a moment, before continuing. "I have to have 'actually' be there before I can use it. And since i'm technically not here it's pretty much useless so once i'm done here I have to actually walk over." Emmie answered, that was the extent of what she knew what she can actually use and not use at the moment. Emmie didn't know much at all, she only had seen one other person that was similar to them, as Emmie paced around the room still she was just as confused and didn't have the answers either.

"I don't even know what is going on, so not much help. I did however see an FBI lady earlier today, she's still at the office there I believe, they were gonna do some kind of mission when I stumbled in on the briefing." Emmie said referencing the woman named Lana as far as she knew she was also like them. "Sorry i'm not that much help.." Emmie said softly.

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Quinn could appreciate the woman's words. She hadn't expected that waking up this morning would transport her to somewhere else. In fact, that story may be prevalent. It ran through her mind until she realized that one of their powers was mind reading. They would know, surely, soon enough.

"This morning on the train ride to work, it felt like I was transported somewhere else. I do not know where, but all of a sudden I was in someone's car. It was a man I recognized from the dreams. He got into a car accident and soon after I was back on the subway. It freaked me out, but it didn't seem like I vanished and came back. Others on the subway would have noticed."

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Jason was glad that Cynthia had answered the phone, and that he hadn't had to leave a message for her or call back later, this made his life a whole lot easier. He glared at Scott, who seemed the more impatient type or something, and it was really annoying. Just because they wanted to make sure they knew where they were meeting, and when, made him feel like he needed to mock them. He really wished he could just knock the guy out or something, he was really getting on his nerves.

"...Maybe you should try being nicer to people, and then they'll do what you want or something. It might make it better for you in the long run," she said, turning her head towards Scott. He was being a bit rude in her opinion, and he really did need to learn to be nicer. The guy was starting to be a little bit annoying, even to her, despite the fact that she was generally more accepting of everyone. Scott needed to learn to be nicer to others.

"...Cynthia? This is Jason... Anyway, I just wanted to make sure we were still meeting up later or whatever," he said into the phone, looking away from Scott and the others. He did not want to even look at Scott if he wanted to keep his temper calm as he spoke to Cynthia. She had been a nice person, perfectly fine with meeting up in person after all of the crazy things that had happened, made him memorize a phone number on the fly, but it worked out for the best.

Janelle turned towards Isley to answer her question. "No, my brother and I live with our uncle. However, for the most part, it is just the two of us, as he travels around a lot for his job. He was the only relative willing to take us in," she said, omitting the part about her parents' death, though that was implied somewhat. She didn't like to say it out loud still, but she found other ways to imply it and mention it without openly talking about it.

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Scott took a sip of his coffee and made a face, setting it down. "Tastes like piss water," he muttered. When he'd served in the arm forces, he had had the unfortunate experience of learning exactly what it tasted like. No matter how many times it went through the filtration system, Scott and the others could still detect the slightest taste of urine. Had the waitress not gone away, he would have gladly asked her how long she'd served and when she decided that urine gave the needed edge to any drink. But unfortunately, she had gone off.

"Yeah, I'll chill them after I finish round six on your mother," Scott shot at Gideon with a smirk. "And will do, Strawberry Shortcake," he said to Janelle. His grin faltered when she mentioned her parents being dead - well, implied it really. He shifted uncomfortably, his thoughts once again going to his own daughter out in Pennsylvania. He wondered if Jenna's life was better off without him - that he would have just been a dark shadow if he ever was a part of her life. He stared at his coffee and took another sip of it, wondering about what could have been.

"My daughter - she'd be about your age," he said quietly to Janelle, not really sure why he was opening up about this. "Never met her."

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" I'm... ahmm..." Amelia was at a loss of words right now. She never expected this to frankly happen. Sure enough meeting someone and making friends was all great and one of her personal wishes, but to also suddenly move out and in with them was a completely another matter of problem her silly shy mind had to sort out. Moving in with someone was a huge leap of trust if nothing else. She didn't really want to deal with dorms and hte like never. This was such a huge thing she was trying to decide on, but frankly she had to accept it! And the very fact she didn't seem to find another solution to it was what was concerning her. Together with Riley they could help each other since their powers were well suitable. The lightning would be well blocked by Riley's shields and Amelia could zap anyone who tries to harm them.

"Alright..." She agreed, throwing concerned looks around, her voice quite quiet as if afraid someone might hear her." I will move in with you and I will try to help with the bills as much as I can!" She quickly mumbled, looking around. Frankly most of the things she was using right now came in with the place. Hers were mostly the books, her laptop and other similar appliances and finally her clothing. All in all if she was to put it together it would easily fit in a few boxes. That said she still had some time left actually she didn't...! The landlord came in earlier to remind her of the rent! If she was to pay this rent she'd have another month to deal with it.

"Just let me grab a few things." Amelia mumbled, wondering exactly how much clothing she could bring for starters. She didn't want to stay much in here. Especially since if she was right of her time assumption the neighbor would be starting to make noise and trouble soon enough.

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"It appears to be something like a network of computers. It seems I'm unable to feel the minds of those apparitions though." Claire explained with a smirk as the talks came to be about their powers and the fact they were appearing at another places mindwise at least." It shouldn't be dangerous when we are at that state at least unless something happens to our real bodies. If that's the case then well we're are pretty much screwed. We can only hope our bodies are at safe locations when it happens.. or that we aren't driving." She smiled and turned to Olivia.

"Yeah I'm getting a tad too sleepy." Sh nodded in agreement and sighed." Well ladies, I sadly have to give you a goodbye for the moment. We will see each other later."[color=fff200][/color] The cop nodded, smiled at Olivia and then at Quinn before walking out of the ME office with brisk pace, giving a slight wave of her hand as she did so.

Without much of fooling around she hopped into the driver's seat of her car. She sighed and pulled the keys, turning on the engine. She was really going to need the rest for later tonight. She had felt whispers of both girls' minds, but frankly she didn't dove into it, because she was sleepy and didn't want to strain her mind. Finally she looked at the side view mirror to confirm there was not another car coming and started to drive off.

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"Not technically here?" Adaleme asked, confused. "What do you mean? I see you in front of me." Then again, whatever she meant probably had to do with Crystal not noticing here. "Look, you're here. I can touch you." Adalene said, poking here on the arm. "See? no problem." Unless there was something freaky going on, she wasn't making too much sense. However, the far more interesting thing she mentioned was the involvement of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. That was immediately very worrisome.

That was, in all fairness, new information to her, which she was looking for. Talk about not knowing what she was asking for, Jesus. Still, now she was convinced she couldn't lose this person. "Are you far from here?" She asked, "I could come and pick you up if you're too far to walk." Adalene offered. A slightly darker thought come over her in light of the FBI's involvement. Not that she was distrustful of the government, her father served for godsake, but she understood that the fundamental nature of any government was to maintain order. And people running around with fire shooting out of their hands was not good for maintaining order of any kind.

"Do you have any idea what their meeting was about?" Adalene asked. "Was it about people like us?" She had a grimace on her face. She realized that, if the FBI wanted to find her, they'd probably be able to do it. That meant running wasn't really an option. She didn't think they'd go as far as killing her, but she assumed if they found out about her, she wouldn't be allowed to stay in New York. Worst case, detention in a black site for the rest of her natural life, and best case she'd become an Avenger. Which honestly did sound kind of kick ass. But still, she didn't join the Military for a reason. She wanted something more out of her life.

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

@Damo021 The moment Aaliyah had left her work and got into her car, she could see the ambulance there and the same pair of officers that were there who had questioned her on what had happened. The group of men who tried to attack her in the store were hauled off in the ambulance as the sirens went off in the distance as they drove off. There was quiet a bit of traffic as usual and it would take awhile for Aaliyah to get back to her apartment. There were a few other cars around her, there was a very expensive looking car next to her in it was a younger looking man, he would turn to look at Aaliyah and smiled towards her. The drive would take awhile but she would be able to get back there with no problems.

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Time: 9:00AM, Seattle, Washington

@Morose @BlueSky44 Gideon turned to look at Scott and glared at him. "My dad could probably bend you over and make you his bitch." He replied back turning his attention back to his drink and looked away. Isley looked at Janelle, and fell silent as she didn't realize something had happened to their parents. "I'm sorry to hear that, must be hard living on your own a lot of the time then." She said quietly and then glared at Scott when he said that the coffee tasted like piss water. "And how would you actually know what the taste of piss was?" On the phone Jason could hear Cynthia on the other end adjusting her things as she was about ready to leave her office. "I was actually about to call you, I cleared my schedule for the rest of the day. Is there anywhere you would like to meet?" She asked as she headed down the elevator.

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Olivia looked at Quinn as she went over and sat down at her desk and listened in on her little experience earlier that she had experienced which seemed to be a lot like what happened when she and Claire had met earlier in the day. It sounds a lot like something that happened when Claire and I met, luckily we weren't that far." She said giving a slight shrug as she started to think of what would happen if she was driving when she had the random visitors coming to see her as well. "I don't want to think it would happen if I was driving somewhere and it happened." Olivia said softly as she looked over towards Claire seeing as she said she was tired now.

She stood up and gave Claire a slight hug, even though they had just met it did seem like they had known each other for a very long time now. "See you later, and just let me know whenever you are ready to go and hit the casino later." Olivia said giving Claire a slight smile as she watched her turn around and started to leave her office, it was now just her and Quinn now as Olivia turned her attention towards her. She wasn't sure what else she could actually give information wise she didn't know anything either. "So what should we talk about?" Olivia asked looking at Quinn.

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Riley smiled and nodded, it would be good to have someone who wasn't the only weird person with powers around anymore. "If you need help with packing I can." Riley offered as she quickly finished up the rest of her drink of water and got up, making her way over towards the kitchen to set the water down in the sink. She then turned to face Amelia once more as she walked over and leaned herself up against the side of the wall. "So where are you from, LA or somewhere else?" Riley asked she decided that she wanted to try and get to know her new roommate better as well.

Then there was a loud crash against the wall of Amelia's neighbor she could easily hear the man yelling about something, as a picture frame on the wall of Amelia's fell down. Riley jumped slightly when she heard that and then looked over at Amelia, she couldn't understand why she lived in such a place. "Does that happen often?" Riley asked looking over at her, she wasn't sure if the man was violent or not.

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Emmie could feel when Adalene touched her, which was weird for her as well but she was actually physically not there at all, that much she knew. "Like I said it's all just as confusing for me as well." Emmie stated firmly as she looked up at the woman as she asked about the FBI and shook her head. "No, nothing like that. Theres an FBI agent like me, well I guess us only she could see me there which was weird that was my first experience." Emmie answered and then shook her head, she saw a bit of the briefing stuff and that didn't have anything to do with them. "No, it was some drug lord of some kind I wasn't really listening." Emmie answered, she then started to think about where she was last.

Emmie remembered after seeing Lana she decided to go over to Central Park where she was eating the food that she managed to snatch earlier. ]"I'm at West 59th Street near Central Park, i'm not sure how far that is from here wherever you live that is." Emmie answered crossing her arms over her chest, today has been a really weird and off day for her she wasn't even sure what was going on anymore really either.

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Quinn bid Claire goodbye as the woman walked out. Truth be told, she wasn't sure how to feel about these women yet. After all, one was a mind reader who, Quinn felt, had tried to read her mind before. That kind of intrusion made her feel icky, even though she knew that sometimes powers could not be easily controlled.

Quinn sat down across from Olivia. She took in the woman's office. She was hoping the girl would have more insight into all of these strange happenings, but it seemed she was as much in the dark as Quinn was. "I mean, unless you know more about the dreams or us being transported elsewhere, I do not know what else to talk about." Admittedly, Quinn was a bit uncomfortable. She had never been able to confide in anyone about her powers or her dreams. Having someone that understood was both welcoming and also scary. After all, she had only just met her. Could she trust them?

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"Well, that is convenient, makes life simpler or something over all if you ask me... We're at a pastry shop called Other Yummy Things if you want to meet us here," Jason said into the phone, letting out a small sigh of relief that she was able to join them already, at least they didn't have to wait around half the day in order to meet up with her again, made his life a little easier hearing that she had actually planned to call him.

Janelle just shrugged in response to what the others were saying. She was used to people feeling sorry for her, after all, she was a blind girl who was also an orphan, most people pitied her, and she kind of hated it. Things like that bugged her, everyone always felt bad for the blind girl with only her brother and uncle who actually seemed to care about her, none of that really mattered to her. She really wished people would look past things like that, but she figured she'd be stuck with it forever.

Jace looked towards his sister, giving her a small smile, knowing that she didn't really care much for the pity she generally got, but he didn't say anything since he was still on the phone with Cynthia. The talk about their parents kind of bugged him a little bit, but he kept his mouth shut, watching the others. "So, come join us here if you can," he said into the phone, adding it to what he had said before, he was really hoping that she'd be able to show up soon.

"...Why haven't you met her? If she's your daughter, you should at least let her know of your existence, a phone call could do wonders," Janelle said in response to Scott's comment about his daughter. "See if you can find her, give her a call... It is a lot easier to track someone and find them nowadays than it used to be..." she added, turning to the sound of his voice, giving him a smile.