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"Shut your mouth," he snapped at Scott, before he took a breath, and looked back at Cynthia. At least he wasn't completely surrounded by idiotic people, like Scott, who had no idea what they were doing all of the time, but this was something that bugged him slightly. Sure, they were all together in one place, but what exactly were they supposed to do now? They didn't have any sort of plan beyond this, so they were just working sort of on the fly about this.

Janelle thought about Cynthia's question, it was something that she was thinking about a lot as well. They needed to do something, that much was obvious, but they didn't really know what yet, and that was a fact. "Well, we don't really have any sort of plan at the moment, at least from what I can tell based on the conversation. We just sort of met up here, and haven't really talked about much of a course of action," she said quietly.

Jason nodded in agreement, "Yeah, we kind of have no real clue what we're doing, and why we all had the same weirdo dream or whatever..." he added, his sister was basically stating the facts, they didn't really have any idea what the hell they were doing, or what they should do. All they really knew was what they had in common, and even that wasn't that much to go off of.

She started twisting her hair slightly, trying to come up with some sort of solution, but she was finding it difficult to come up with something. It didn't help that from what she knew, Scott wasn't exactly the type to come up with ideas, and it was mainly her and her brother that were thinking about this at all. It bugged her slightly, that no one else was really thinking that way, but it couldn't really be helped, so she continued twisting her hair as she tried to think of a solution.

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Scott took in a deep breath. He counted to ten in English from 1-10 and then he counted down in Russian. He thought about things in the world that made him happy. He then let out the breath and shook his head. "Nope, I'm still angry as shit," he announced, looking around the table. Everyone was talking about coming up with a plan - a plan for what? They didn't have any sort of idea what was going on and that was Rule One in Plan School, as far as Scott was concerned.

"Look, kids, we don't even know what we'd be planning about!" Scott pointed out. "Unless one of you suddenly is psychic and knows what the hell is going on, there's nothing to plan! We're all just better off agreeing to keep our traps shut about this - that way we don't end up as someone's science project!" he snapped. "And honestly, if we witness another murder? Whatever. I don't really give a shit about any of you - maybe Ginger Girl, but that's it. The rest of you can go to hell and I wouldn't shed a single tear. Not a single fuck would be given."

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Adalene tried to shield herself as the water unforgivingly covered her. She gave a small yelp, and groaned. She glared at the speedster, yelling out at him, "Asshole!" Before brushing her self as best she could, to little effect. She gave an exhale of frustration, if she wasn't in publish, she could just get her flame on to dry off, but that wasn't feasible, not surrounded by New Yorkers. Then again, in her experience, people were a lot more apathetic than you'd think, hell, you were better off shouting 'fire' than 'help' if you were in trouble. She considered this for a moment, and immediately brushed that rationalization aside, people would ignore things to a point, and she was pretty sure human torching herself was far past that point. Besides, people may end up shouting fire, she thought as she smirked to herself.

She trudged along, just focusing on getting to her destination before the rain got too bad. She picked up her pace, hurrying through the city. She was now really looking forward to a shower, though she considered Emmy may really need one, given the fact that she was homeless. She shook her head, realizing Emmy would also probably really like to be out of the rain and somewhere warm. Well, Adalene was happy to oblige, at least for now. The long term plan was, at this point, figuring out her current predicament, and hopefully getting Emmy out of her rut. Besides that, she wasn't really sure how they'd advance. She gripped her purse a bit closer to her, as she hurried down the street, realizing she might look a bit pathetic as is, and wanted to be ready if anybody choose to take advantage of her because of that.

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Wednesday, August 15th, 2018
Time: 2:00PM, New York City, New York

@rivaan "No, no nothing like that there are more people like you out there. I am just trying to prove my theory that you are the next stage of human evolution." Trevor answered as he rubbed the back of his neck Claire would easily read his mind and he was being genuine about what he was saying. "There are a few more like you in the city, I am trying to see if they are willing to at least talk and find out how exactly it all happens." Trevor said looking over at Claire, he was obviously very nervous on what she would actually do. "If you can tell me, how long you were sick and how quickly you got better?" He asked her.

@Natsu Adalene would start to make some progress as she started to get to Madison Square Garden, the rain was still pouring down but she'd eventually get onto 10th Avenue & West 23rd Street. There were two restaurants close by the CookShop and Empire Diner, the girl Emmie was homeless after all and she did look a bit hungry when Adalene saw her. It would be a good place to either take her to or get some food to go. But there were also several other restaurants at Madison Square Garden as well that would be a good place to get out of the rain as well.

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Time: 11:00AM, Seattle, Washington

@Morose @BlueSky44 Cynthia stared at Jason for a moment, and then Scott she could obviously sense the tension between the two of them, as she rubbed her neck slightly. "Why don't we just exchange our numbers, in the case we do end up coming in contact with anyone else like us we could learn more. Or if we end up getting confronted with the killer or someone suspicious then we could have a means to warn each other?" Cynthia suggested. Isley looked at Cynthia and nodded, it did sound a good idea as she looked over at Scott and rolled her eyes slightly. "You obviously do care about some of us, otherwise you didn't end up calling the cops earlier they questioned some people here figured it might have been you?" Isley said, Gideon stared at Scott as well, and simply rolled his eyes towards him, and then looked at the others. "Yeah that sounds like a good plan to me at least."

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"Sounds like a plan." Olivia said as she quickly started to get to work on her own computer as well and started to search through medical records and any bodies with strange occurrences around the state. As she typed away at the computer as she continue her search she got up and started to make herself another cup of coffee in the coffee maker that she kept in her office, looking over at Quinn and grabbed another cup as well and poured Quinn one as well and offered it to her. It would take Quinn a few searches, but she ended up finding a hit as well.

There was a Jane Doe over in Watertown in upstate New York, the body had severe electrical burns across her body and head was cleanly split open as well which had happened around three years ago. Olivia would also get a hit as well in Rochester, though not as grim and nasty as Quinn's she would find that the head was cleanly cut open it was another john doe and it was around two years ago. Olivia leaned back in her seat and looked over at Quinn. "I may have found something." She said towards her and turned the monitor to face Quinn to let her read as well.

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Riley looked over at Amelia and smiled at her for a moment and shook her head. "I don't mind it, I don't really like dogs all that much either, well the big ones anyway. If its a puppy or a smaller dog I wouldn't mind it as much, since they are the cutest I am more of a cat person honestly." Riley said towards Amelia and smiled at her for a moment. She continued to drive, she really wasn't hungry since she had gotten food a few minutes ago before actually meeting Amelia as well.

"Or it all sounds like something out of a marvel or DC comic as well." Riley pointed out as she continued to drive as she turned onto a high way and drove further more towards the center of town where her apartment was. She would occasionally look over at Amelia and then over towards the road. "So what would you like to talk about anyway?" Riley asked looking back at Amelia while also paying attention to the road as well.

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" Now that's the most stupid idea you could get..." Claire replied with a complete straight face at the man." Imagine you prove that we are 'Next stage of Evolution' of the human race. Do you have any idea what will happen?" She asked." At the very least there will be hell of a public unrest that people like that exist. The Unknown scares people and the fact that others possess powers most don't will raise a wave of absurd kind of civil movements and the like. Registrations, persecution yadayadayada..." She waved her hand in annoyed manner." Remember the Xmen cartoon? That's what's going to probably happen more likely than not minus the giant robots as fucking epic as that would have been. Ohh and don't get me started on the way the militaries and black ops branches that will go into such a glee at the chance for superhuman soldiers." She stated, not minding her language since she was god damn sleepy." Frankly I should neutralize you right away to stop any possible danger to me and probably figure out a way to hide the information about my sick leave... Cause I bet that's how you found me." She stated, shooting a dangerous glare at him." Nahh too much of a bother and unless one of us goes with you and publically demonstrates their power, any sane person will dismiss you like hte usual kind of nutjob." She added.

"Anyways as to answer your question, it took a few weeks for my body to recuperate after getting sick from whatever this is." She replied and walked to the kitchen, returning with a glass of water." Look buddy... I've had a long nightshift, didn't get much sleep before it either so I'm running on coffee fumes here. You woke me like 10 minutes after I went to bed so I'm really not in a mood to deal with you much longer. So if you have any other great questions and ideas that might lead to public executions and witchhunts please ask them so I can kick you out and resume my blissful sleep. We MIGHT resume the talk at a later date if I feel like it or you can make it worth my while."

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"If you could turn invisible, you would have been quite perfect fit as the invisible woman." Amelia said with a huge grin after the talk moved to marvel and DC. After all the fantastic four were pretty famous superhero team as far as comics and animations went." Well even without the invisibility you still will make a fine superhero if you ask me. Music star by day and superhero at night hehehe." She added with a slight giggle." Sounds like a pair of impossible to combine professions though... I hear musicians have really busy schedules."

"I make a good fit for Thor... sort of, but i will need a hammer. If I had a chinese wide bamboo hat I would make a fine Raiden from Mortal Kombat." She let out another smile, thinking about hte possible cosplays she can pull off that would be thematically suiting to her newfound powers." Actually I want to do it now... dress like Raiden or Thor and let out electricity... at a place where I cannot hurt anyone of course." Amelia mused to herself. After all the dream of almost all geeks was to have the powers of their favorite fiction characters. No matter if that meant superpowers or be a huge space marine or something wielding chain swords and firing rockets from a gun.

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"Shut up Scott, no one wants to hear you talk all day long, you seriously have the most annoying voice on the planet. Has it always been like that?" Jason said, staring at him. The guy was starting to get on his nerves majorly, but he couldn't do much about it if they were going to work with the guy. "And why are you even here if you don't seem to really care? Doubt any of us would care if you bit the dust either."

"Jace, you need to calm down a little bit... Getting angry about things isn't exactly going to make things any better. Relax a little so we can figure this out..." Janelle said softly, not turning her head to face him, but she gripped his hand, holding onto him. She was hoping he didn't do anything that he'd regret, especially if he decided to attack Scott, since she knew it would end badly.

He took a deep breath, glaring at Scott, but not saying anything else to him. Listening to Cynthia's suggestion, he was desparately trying to get Scott's voice out of his head entirely, just block out the much unwanted noise. He nodded his head at her suggestion. "Sounds good to me, as good of a plan as any, and we don't really have any other suggestions from the sounds of it."

She nodded in agreement, they didn't have much else to go by, though she was still slightly surprised that for some strange reason Scott seemed to be fine with her. He had mentioned that he had a daughter around her age, but was that really the reason he seemed to be fine around her? Janelle wasn't even going to pretend to understand how Scott's mind worked, so she figured that she was better off not even trying.

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"I'm flattered you spend so much time thinking about my voice, buttercup. Guess it must really turn ya on, huh?" Scott quipped. "And I'm here because I've decided to be here, just to see if any of you tools had any info on what the hell is going on with us. But I guess you don't have anything so I'm wasting my time." He glared at them, before he wrote down his number and slid it over to Janelle. He figured her brother could read it to her. "Ginger Girl can have my number. Rest of you, I'll just call the hospital and let them to know to expect you."

And while people kept on pretending they had a plan, all Scott heard was exchanging phone numbers. He hardly called that a plan. This was a college icebreaking, a group getting together to form pen pals. It wasn't anything beyond that and he hated that people were pretending otherwise. Maybe he'd be better off just leaving and going back to his normal life. It at least made sense and plans were actually plans, not just entering in phone contacts.

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Quinn graciously accepted the cup of coffee, not taking into account the fact she had something at the cafe not too long ago. If this day was going to continue along the path it seemed to be going on, then she would need the caffeine. As she clacked away on the keyboard, it took her a bit, but she eventually found a Jane Doe case. She read it over twice, just to double check if she was correct.

Before she could tell Olivia, the girl spoke up announcing she found a case too. Quinn looked it over and nodded her approval. "That sounds about right. I found one too. A lot more gruesome than yours, but the head was cleanly split open, much like the others."

Quinn rested back on the chair. What did this mean exactly? Why would these people be killed in the same manner? And why could they see them in their dreams? And each other?

Quinn shot back up. "We're in danger! That's the common thread. People like us that can see each other in dreams and be transported to other locations. That's why we could see that girl getting killed. I think whoever is doing this, be it a person or more, they are targeting people like us."

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Adalene made mental note of the restaurants as she passed them. She didn't like the idea of spending money where it wasn't strictly necessary, but it's be a good way to get her and Emmie out of the rain. She didn't really need to eat, having already had some lunch, so she could justify the cost of it was just Emmie eating. She sighed, hating being soaked like this. It was gross, and the fact that she could easily remedy the situation only made her frustration worse. It was a real testament to her self control. She trudged on, thinking to herself that Emmie better show up or so help her god, she'd go out and find her. She didn't like her schedule being disrupted like this, being drenched, or spending money she didn't need to. Granted, this was her fault, being the one to suggest they meet up during a veritable monsoon.

Adalene turned a corner, and shot under an outdoor facade she was lucky enough to see extended down the street. She took the opportunity to try to roll off as much as much water as possible. That wouldn't be much, of course, but it was something goddamn it. Adalene slowed her pace, letting herself bask in the moment of relief she'd found. She ran her hands through her hair, wringing out some of the water that'd found it's way in. She shook her head, this was the first time'd she'd ever gotten caught in the rain, and she definitely be checking the weather before leaving the apartment for a solid month after this ordeal. She was about halfway down the block, and this had served so far as a nice little reprieve for herself. She shook her head, and picked up her pace back up.

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Wednesday, August 15th, 2018
Time: 2:00PM, New York City, New York

@rivaan Trevor stared at Claire for a moment and nodded slightly he could understand her reluctance, he would as well but it would end up coming out in the end in some shape or another. "And what happens if someone isn't able to control their powers, and causes a massive explosion or massive injuries or worse mass death. Or someone who is crazy with their powers and does some very evil stuff, then everything you just stated would happen as well." He said, closing his eyes and sighed slightly and shook his head. "Seems I caught you at a bad time. If you want to talk more feel free to call me." Trevor said and gave her a friendly nod before turning around and left Claire's apartment and closed the door behind him and he was off on his way once more.

@Damo021 The reporter waited for a moment until Aaliyah finally answered though through the door the woman on the other end appeared to be a little bit hopeful. "Hi this is Kira with the Manhattan news, we caught your story and made a few calls and were wondering if you could give us your side of the story that is?" She asked looking through the spyhole for a little bit and then looked at the camera man and waved him off for a little bit. "Of course we don't have to do it on camera if you don't like that's fine." She said softly.

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Wednesday, August 15th, 2018
Time: 11:00AM, Seattle, Washington

@Morose @BlueSky44 Isley looked at Scott for a moment raising an eyebrow towards him, but she didn't really say anything as she took a napkin and a pen and started to write down her number and slid it over to the middle of the table with her name and number along with her address. "Heres my contact info." Isley said looking at them and smiled slightly before getting up and then looked over towards Scott. "Might want to try and make some friends at least we are all in this together anyway. I gotta go back to work now anyway, so just text me whenever and i'll get back to you guys, just let me know who you all are when you do. It was nice meeting you all, and hopefully see you guys later." She said before turning around and headed back towards work.

Gideon shrugged and decided to do the same thing as well and started to write down his number on the same napkin with his contact information as well. "I need to get all this car stuff fixed up but yeah just call or text whenever." Gideon said and gave Scott a punch on the shoulder before heading out as well. Cynthia however decided to stick around, after all she did end up clearing up her schedule with them she looked over at Scott and then Jason and Janelle as well. "So we should probably see if we can look for the others in the dream somehow?" Cynthia suggested.

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Olivia leaned back in her seat as she looked over the case info that Quinn had managed to pick up, and then eyed the coroners office number there as well. She couldn't help but think that this could also be some kind of serial killer as well which did made her shudder at the thought of it. "I'll pull the contact information and then go from there, print out the contact information there." Olivia said before going over and started to print out the information. Once Olivia had hers printed out she quickly got up and went to a locked filing cabinet. And pulled out a key and unlocked it, the cabinet shelf was empty for the most part except for some empty vanilla folders, and then grabbed it setting the printed paper inside.

Then Olivia looked over her shoulder at Quinn and nodded slightly biting her bottom lip, she didn't like the idea at all being a target of some kind of serial killer. "I don't like it either, but we should stick together and stay in contact or something. Claire's also with the PD so have a little bit of muscle, I can give you her number if you'd like." Olivia offered, so far it was just the three of them who had gotten sick and came out with strange powers.

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"I can see you being more of a Thor, just dye your hair blonde, and get a fake beard and you'd make a great Thor." Riley said with a slight laugh as she continued to drive, and they were on the high way now and getting closer and closer towards downtown LA, as the traffic started to get a bit worse Riley leaned back in the seat once the roads were at a standstill. One thing that Riley hated was the LA traffic was the worse out of everything. Then Riley turned to face Amelia when she asked her more of her interests and bit her bottom lip for a moment.

"I like going to parties, and a bit of drinking sometimes, but I do a lot of song writing in my spare time. Ones that are just for me and not really career related." Riley answered as the traffic started to move a bit more, eventually she was now on the exit and then drove downtown LA. "Not much further now." Riley said smiling at Amelia for a moment. "Do you have any siblings or anything?" Riley asked her curious about her family life was like.

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Adalene would be able to make it to Madison Square Garden, there was a rather large crowd around getting out of the nearby subway as well as people coming and going from restaurants nearby. Then she would spot Emmie sitting down in an alleyway nearby luckily it was dry enough for her to sit. When Emmie looked up she spotted Adalene and smiled slightly as she got up and started to make her way over towards her, and waved slightly. She wasn't really one to meet up with random people, Emmie was more used to pickpocketing people whenever she could or getting spare change.

"Long time no see." Emmie said giving Adalene a slight smile as she noticed her clothes were pretty wet, she did feel a little bit bad for Adalene to make it all this way and get covered in rain. "Looks like you got a bit to wet." Emmie said and then looked around as the people went on about their day. She wasn't sure if Adalene would actually allow her to crash in her place or not, if not she'd just simply go back to the streets again.

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“Yeah could happen, may happen, but at least it's not going to be pushing it on purpose.” Claire stated indifferently. As good and maybe as innocent as his intentions seemed, Claire had an innate distrust towards him for some reason. That or it was the lack of sleep, her grumpyness and the lack of coffee that were speaking it could be a combination of all of those.

“Probably a good idea indeed.” She said as she escorted him to the front door and closed it behind him, locking it up real good before heading to pick up her gun and returning to bed with the gun at an arm's reach. She just didn't feel like leaving herself unarmed was a good idea from now on. Might be a good thing to invest in better security... or a cat. A kitty would be fine. It'd be nice to have someone waiting for her when she comes back home. And it'd give her ample opportunity to chill like an evil mastermind on the armchair with a cat in her lap. She took a piece of paper and scribbled ' If you are a phantom visitor because of powers bugger off, I want to sleep.' She placed it on the nightstand and hopped into the bed, thinking about the kitty idea. Yeah it sounded like a plan, but by the time she finalized said plan she was already in the land of sleep again.

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Amelia burst into a muffled laughter when Riley said she'd make a great Thor if she puts on a beard. As an artist she quickly imagined herself with a beard and the visual of it was just so funny she couldn't help herself, but laugh. It took her a good minute before she got her laughing under control and somehow stopped herself from pulled a sketchbook to draw herself with a beard because of how absurd she found the idea.

The girl listened with great curiosity as Riley spoke about her hobbies. Wanting to create your art only for yourself was a normal thing to do. Amelia herself sometimes drew pictures she never showed anyone because she didn't want to. They were hers only, but she guessed someone like Riley who was famous for their music will have it worse. When the talk got to her family though, Amelia felt a little weird.” Ehh no... no siblings. Grew up with my uncle and he got two sons, but me and them don't get along well. He's a good man, but my cousins are douches... I think they thought I was intruding into the family or something.” She added carefully, thinking about it. It was unnerving how bad she and her cousins got along and since she was quiet girl and didn't rat them out they just pestered her to no end.

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She had been sleeping peacefully into the late hours of the morning, a rare treat that the girl rarely ever got to indulge in these days. That being said, the operative word here is 'had'. Unfortunately for the young pop idol, Bella had a rather different idea for Fumiko that morning. Taking a flying leap onto her bed, Fumiko had no warning before a 145-pound bundle of energy, fur, and slobber was landing on her. Immediately after the girl whined in complaint as the dog started licking her face, wanting her human to get up and play. Not long after, she was on her feet being dragged around by the dog's rope as she was easily overpowered by the animal. After finally managing to break away from the puppy long enough to get ready, she walked back out into the living room. "Bella-boo! Come on, dummy. We're going for a walk!" She said happily as she grabbed the leash and hooked up the dog.

Not long after, Fumiko was out in the streets of New York. Walking her massive dog around the bloc near her building, she wore a pair of sunglasses and a ball cap to try to hide her identity. It was actually kind of scary how well silly things like this from the movies actually worked in a busy city such as this. Especially one where you could walk by a shop and half of the time hear your own music playing from within. It was a rather uneventful walk, and soon enough the two were back at the building. Fumiko meanwhile going about her daily chores of workout, playing with her dog, and phone meetings with her producers and record label.

"Be a good girl, Bella. I gotta do an appearance in Times Square. New album launch today, ya know?" She said with a pat on the dog's head before heading down to the garage. On the elevator down she pulled out her phone and quickly dialed up her producers. "Heya Jimmy, did you get the streets cleared?" She asked, and thanked the man on the other end of the phone when he gave her the affirmative. Special appearance meant she could get streets cleared to drive over, how she loved being famous. Hopping in her lambo, Fumiko was soon on her way to the appearance. Hopefully today wouldn't be super weird like her life had been lately. Especially with the seeing other people everywhere...

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If Quinn hadn't already been sitting, she would have needed to. The realization dawning on them. Everything made sense now, in a way. And it was scary. Quinn printed her own information out, allowing Olivia to grab it. "That would probably be for the best. We should make her aware of what we found out too. Having someone on the police force will be an asset because otherwise, no one is going to believe this."

And even then, what else? Do they inform others of their powers? After all, they are going to expect a reason as to why this person or these people are killing random strangers. If they stop it, would they then be captured? Experimented on? Tested? She didn't want that either.

The best course of action was, of course, to at least bring this together. The stronger the case they have, the easier the time. She had the file from her recent work back in her office. "There are more out there that need to be made aware. And I have a hard time believing this is one person's doing, so we are most likely looking at a group or an organization. Which is more unsettling."

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Jason glared at Scott, not saying anything when he slid his number over to her. The guy just loved to get on everyone's nerves, no matter who it was, but for some weird reason, was fine being around his sister, which was annoying, but it couldn't be helped. There was nothing he could do about it, so he just nodded, falling silent as he listened to everyone else.

Janelle nodded her head, taking the paper that Scott had handed her with his phone number on it and put it into her pocket, figuring to add it into a phone later. She heard the others get up to leave, they both had a reason to go, a good reason anyway. Working and figuring out what was up with his car were probably good things to think about. She heard them go, just waving slightly as they left, noticing that the others were sticking around, for the moment anyway.

He looked at the numbers that Isley and Gideon wrote down, before quickly pulling his phone out and adding in the numbers, and he didn't need to ask Cynthia for hers, since he already had it. After he finished this, he put his phone back in his pocket and looked at the others again. Cynthia's suggestion made sense, but how were they going to be able to do that? It's not like they had the names of everyone there, so it wasn't going to be very easy, that was for sure. "We could try doing that," he said in response to Cynthia.

"That isn't going to be very easy, you only know their faces after all. If you knew their names too, they probably wouldn't be too hard to find," Janelle said with a shrug. It was a valid point, if you only knew a person's face, it was going to be almost impossible to find them, even if you did have the right resources for it. "For all we know, the others from the dream aren't even in Seattle, but in other parts of the country, or even the world, we just don't know."

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"Hell, I've got plenty of friends, princess!" Scott interjected. "Betty, Supernova, Little Red, Wanda, Peach, Sparky, Vanessa, Charlie, and Princess," he listed off, ticking his fingers with each one. Of course, he wasn't referring to real people. No, those were the names of his guns. They all had names and personalities and he preferred their company greatly over anyone he had met so far that day. They all kept on sounding like a group from a YA sci-fi movie and that wasn't what they were. He wasn't here to make friends and they certainly were not all in this together.

He let Gideon punch him, smirking at the boy as he left the shop. It was always nice to get a little rise out of someone after a hard day. He was convinced his day had peaked that morning, when he woke up in bed with the lovely Jade. "And Ginger's right - we got shit to work on. A face is nothing. Not like any of us are aspiring sketch artists and even if we were, how the hell do you accurately describe a face? Even a name isn't much. Go on Facebook and there's a shit ton of any name you enter. Honestly, we're best just forgetting this all happened."

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Adalene gave a sigh of relief as Emmie came into view, and waved at her. "Thank god you're real." She said, and nodded at Emmie's assessment of her watery disposition. "Oh really? I didn't notice." She said, rolling her eyes. "Alright, we can head back to my place, or get something to eat, my treat." She offered. She personally wanted to change into some nice clothes as soon as possible, but she wanted Emmie to like her. Having a friend who could teleport would not only be useful, but the more people with powers that owed her favors, the better. In any case, she started to lead Emmie back the way they came.

As Adalene walked, she did quietly ask Emmie, "So, how long have you known about your power?" She figured, given that it was New York, she could say virtually anything and people wouldn't give her the time of day, but this might be a thing to exercise caution on something as sensitive as this. She took an opportunity to take a good look at Emmie at this point, and grimaced when she wasn't looking right at her. Homelessness hadn't treated her well. Adalene figured she might be able to get her some better clothes, but again, she figured it wasn't that evil to steal from corporations that could more than pay for it. Walmart was kind of exploitative, so she figured serving that back to them wasn't a great moral evil.

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Time: 2:00PM, New York City, New York

@rivaan There wont be anything really that will disturb Claire in her sleep, the apartment would quiet down now, and the construction from earlier was done now. Feel free to dream yourself away now, Trevor had gone and left the building leaving Claire be for now, your good to relax and get some shuteye.

@Damo021 Kira smiled slightly for a moment, and rubbed the back of her neck somewhat she was clearly a fresh reporter and it was her first assigned story after all. "I asked around the restaurant." She said simply once Aaliyah opened the door slightly and asked her question towards her. "It's my first story, and it was all caught on camera by the people there. Those moves were impressive to take them down easily, just want your thoughts and the like." Kira said smiling a bit. "I of course can leave your name out of the story, if you want privacy that is as well."

@Jasonhero Fumiko would get the confirmation that the roads near Time Square was free, but the streets around her apartment would be a little bit crowded. The rain wasn't letting up anytime soon, but she would eventually be able to make it to Time Square where there was already a small crowd forming, and it was starting to get bigger by the second as well. She would see Jimmy near a group of security guards as well. Jimmy would turn around and face Fumiko noticing her car right away and smiled brightly and waved at her there was a nice parking spot for her as well.

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Time: 11:00AM, Seattle, Washington

@Morose @BlueSky44 Cynthia shrugged slightly, it was a good idea in theory but they would be digging in a large haystack in search for a single needle. "Well what do you suggest?" Cynthia asked, looking directly over towards Scott crossing her arms over her chest, figuring that the names he listed were obviously just some random names that he picked out of a hat. "I'm up for other suggestions." Cynthia also said as she leaned back in her seat.

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Olivia accepted the printed out paper and also put it into her filing cabinet, she figured that it would be safe there at least for now, until they could figure out what is going on. She started to think if it was a single person doing this, or if it was a group of it as Olivia went and sat down. She leaned forward and started to think what they had so far, the girl that was killed had her head cut clean open, and the two does that they found also had the same splitting of the skull. Except for one body was burnt which was a bit weird in her opinion.

"I don't think it's a group we are dealing with, the death that we all saw, your stiff worked with, and the two does that we found in the database could be connected. Maybe a serial killer of some kind?" Olivia said as she nodded and started to write down Claire's number and handed it over to Quinn. "Maybe a bit far fetched, maybe he or she is doing this to take powers by killing them?" Olivia sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "And unsure how to find out more people like us other than Claire as well."

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Riley smiled when she heard Amelia starting to laugh at her little joke of her having a beard to look like Thor, as they started to get closer now Riley started to pull into a parking garage that was under a very tall apartment. Riley listened to Amelia as she spoke a bit about her family. She felt bad about her not knowing her parents, and decided against asking any further about that as Riley drove further down into the parking lot she eventually found her usual spot and eyed a Amelia for a moment and smiled. "Alright we are here now." Riley said.

As she got out of her car and then moved over to open the passenger side door, she decided to go into the back and help Amelia with her own things as well. Riley also grabbed her own guitar, and turned around once Amelia had gotten out of her car Riley locked her car, and started to make her way towards the elevator. "Follow me, it's not that far." Riley said as she got into the elevator and then looked at the buttons before finding her floor, as the elevator started to go out. "I think you will like this place." Riley smiled as the elevator got to her floor of the high rise apartment.

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Emmie resisted the urge to make a witty little comeback as she started to follow Adalene she instantly perked up at the thought of food, that she was willing to actually pay for. "I wouldn't mind a quick meal.." Emmie said as she stuffed her hands in her pockets, her clothes were very dirty and torn in some places, especially her pants. Emmie didn't seem to mind the rain all that much either as she looked around at some of the people, then Adalene asked her question which she turned her attention back towards her asking about how long had she known about her ability.

"It was I dunno a week after I got really sick, I managed to steal a few bags of chips these guys jumped me. Then I guess it happened I was on the floor the next I was at my little makeshift hideout." Emmie answered as she ran a hand through her hair as she thought about asking her. "What about you, how did you find out about yours and how long?" Emmie asked softly as she felt her stomach growling a little bit more.

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Finally Claire got the sleep she wished to have. It was nice and she quickly drifted into the lands of dreams. The dream this time was among the more coherent ones she's had in a good while. She dreamt about the time when she got her first shoot out as a cop. Well it wasn't hte most glorious of times, but it was milestone in her career. Shooting someone was not generally a good thing, but it was way justified given the other side pulled a gun on her.

Anyways it was raining that night. In fact it was outright storming outside and the hour was around midnight. She was doing a nightshift in the patrol. The car was parked as she and her partner were eating the last few donuts in the box and drinking coffee. The rainfall was so strong that it was practically a water curtain and there were hell of a lot of lightning flashes and thunders too. Still the night was calm as far as the police went, all the people were at home or seeking shelter from the storm so there wasn't much going on until they got the call for a domestic abuse and started driving right away.

The traffic was basically non existing at this point in time with this weather so they rather quickly arrived at the destination which turned out to be an old flats building. The antique almost facade of the building was disturbed by the fact someone had sprayed a rather offensive graffity on it that was half hidden under a thin coat of paint. She and her partner nodded, leaving the car and spriting for hte doorway to get inside so they can get to the second floor where the signal was about for.

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"Alright..." Amelia replied as Riley said that they had arrived and were entering the garrage. Amelia looked around, but she couldn't really think of anything to say right now. It was a place she'd never expected to enter in her life and since she didn't want to distract Riley while she was parking she decided to keep quiet until they stop moving so nothing bad could happen. Still she couldn't help, but throw glances at Riley and the other cars that they were passing by.

When they stopped, she quickly grabbed her bags wit hthe help of the musician and smiled." Thank you." She said quietly in slightly shy manner as she thanked her with blushed face. She was just not used to people helping her like that or be as good to her. It's been a while since she had someone to call a friend in person. Most of her friends were online since she found it a lot easier to chat and speak online than in person." Okey, not going to fall behind!" She stated with a smile, keeping up with Riley until they got into the elevator. She look at Riley." I'm sure it's a great place. You are such a good person so your home must be good too." She said, blushing profusely as she did so, hoping her compliments weren't as stupid as they sounded in her mind.