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"I see." She replied taking down notes as she listened to the woman. Yeah if this was the truth, then the bastard really deserved it... A junkie. That would explain a lot, but such things had to be taken care of early." Miss, if you desire so, you can file against him for theft." She stated and looked at the younger woman." If things go well, you can request said ring to be returned after the investigation is over." Claire stated and threw a glance around the room." Him being a drug addict can also be dealt with. Should you be aware where he keeps his drugs, we can also cuff him for possession if you so desire." She additionally explained, trying to read the girl's thoughts as much as possible.

Frankly as long as the girl wanted, she could make the boy's life quite the nightmare for a while. The theft was enough for him to get into lot's of trouble and if you couple it with the drugs, he could very well serve time. Might do him some good if he was doing all that, but then again Claire also had one in mind. She was going to have to grill him for answers later, take his side of the story as it were. Especially the theft part. After all pawning things that weren't his was against the law. And Claire couldn't really see evidence of them being married so." Just for the protocol, the two fo you aren't married right?" She asked with some curiosity.

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"Ehm...?" Amelia wasn't quite sure how to reply to Fumiko's visible enthusiasm about them hitting clubs later. She wasn't really a clubbing girl, but Riley and Fumiko probably would enjoy it a lot." Mmm... I will come too... for a while at least. Also please no limos..." Amelia replied with conflicted uncertain voice about it. It would probably do her some good to go out once in a while. She hadn't gone to a nightclub in probably years as far as she could remember. She quickly hopped to follow after Riley.

The treck down to the garage was just as usual. The car was there and she followed taking the seat in the back when another car appeared. She gulped slightly, feeling unnerved from the concept of devoid of people garage and unknown car arriving. Luckily she spotted Riley nodding ot the couple with that car so she decided that her friend must have known them. Which in turn let her relax that this wasn't some absurd trap being devised to capture them or kill them or whatever.

"So Riley to which store will we be going?" She asked." Know any good arts store?" Since htey had agreed going for art supplies first then clothing shopping supposedly later, she wondered where Riley will drive them to. She threw a glance at Fumiko, wondering what exactly she was thinking.

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The girl kept her sunglasses on the top of her head as she followed the two to Riley's car. "Nice car Riley~. Think mine is faster though." She said while playfully sticking her tongue out at her friend. As she saw Amelia get in the back seat, Fumiko walked around top hop in the passenger's seat. [color=#9400D3][b]"You didn't have to, I don't mind the backseat, Amelia."[/color] She said as she got in, wanting to make sure that she wasn't putting the other girl off. After saying her piece the girl sat down and quickly unlocked her phone, holding it up and snapping a quick picture of herself in the seat to upload to her social media. No point being silent on there all day, that would only get the paparazzi hunting.

Soon after that, she heard Amelia asking about where they were going and Fumiko turned towards Riley with a slight look of curiosity. She most certainly didn't know any art shops, given that her artistic capability as far as not being the performing arts started and ended at stick figures. "I'm also curious where we are heading! Hopefully some place with some nice stores nearby, I don't wanna make you drive all over the place Riley." She chimed in, still looking rather pleasant and happy to spending some time with Riley.

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Adalene made a small hum when she noticed Emmie stealing some candy. Of the things Emmie could pick to steal, Adalene wished it was something more worthwhile than that. However, she did seem pretty smooth in taking them, maybe she could get Emmie to show her a thing or two. Not that Adalene would steal in the way she was right now, but it would be a useful skill to have. Adalene nodded at the clerk, paid, her, and quickly followed Emmie out of the market.

Once they were safely out of earshot of anybody who might care, Adalene said, "Yeah." Steeling herself for the vomit that might be soon to come. She took her hand, and as she did she said. "By the way, grab anything besides the M&M's?" With a coy smile, figuring Emmie didn't realize Adalene saw her. In any case, she clenched her stomach, closing her eyes and hoping that expecting it would mitigate the nausea. In any case, she might not blow chunks if her stomach was empty enough from the first round of teleportation.

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If what these siblings were saying was true, then they were connected. Which means they were all in danger. It was best to catch them up to speed with what she found out. "So I am a forensic anthropologist and recently came into possession of remains that looked familiar. Upon further research, I found that the man died in a similar fashion to the one the news broadcasted recently. The one from the dream. Not only that, but it seems the man had abilities like our own, if what his wife said was true, and he was being stalked by someone before his death."

"Then me and a friend in New York, Olivia, find out there are more of us out there and more that have been targeted. And more likely to be targeted. We're split down the middle with how many are targeting us. Olivia believes it's one person, but I still think there is more than one at work. How this teleportation nonsense fits into it is beyond me still, but that is more or less what we've figured out."

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Scott looked at his phone, sighing as he turned on the television and looked at the news report. He glanced at the report, frowning a bit. It reminded him of the death he had witnessed in Philadelphia. Either then this was a network of perps or someone with a frequent flyer account that was just racking up miles. Frowning, he crossed his arms, ignoring Olivia as he continued to ponder it. Damn it. He didn't want to make this his problem, but it seemed the universe had other ideas for him.

"What the hell kind of question is that?" Scott asked her, finally turning to look at her again. He then sighed, thinking about Janelle for a moment. "Look, it ain't just adults in this...There's this sweet kid that's tied to all of it, and while I couldn't give a rat's ass about you, I don't want her death on my conscience. So spill. What do you know?"

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"Well, that certainly sounds bad if you ask me... I don't know what we can do to find out what the hell is even going on with the transportation stuff or whatever you want to call it, turning into ghosts since only certain people can see you and stuff like that..." he said, before he pulled out his phone to look at Cynthia's message, reading it quickly, and despite knowing his sister was blind, said "Janelle, turn the TV on, now."

Hearing her brother's words, Janelle went to the coffee table and picked up the TV remote, turning on the TV. Luckily, they had been watching the news a lot, so it was already flipped to that station, so she didn't have to go searching for the channel by sound. Hearing the anchor's voice, the words he said, it made her shiver slightly. The fact that this killer was close to where they were was not a good thing to think about.

Jace stared at the TV screen, and to say it kind of freaked him out was an understatement. A killer was on the loose, the same one who had killed the person in that dream, and who Quinn was talking about, and they were in the Seattle area! "...Okay, this might be a bit of a problem..." he managed to say, keeping the fact that he was freaking out and panicking completely out of his voice, just barely though.

"This definitely is a problem... Especially if he is the same one responsible for the murders on the east coast, then he isn't against travelling the country to kill people like us... If there is more than one person responsible... That makes things even a bit freakier than they are already..." she said softly, unsure of what else to say in the situation, things were going from bad to worse, and there wasn't much they could do to stop that.

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Saturday, August 18th, 2018
New York City, New York

@rivaan Claire would be able to read through the woman's mind that she wasn't on any drugs, but those were just her thoughts she could possibly be lying about it as well, unless she'd be willing to do a drug test. Then the woman started to answer Claire's question as she went to sit down on the couch. "There's drugs in the bedroom, his dresser is on the right side of the room." She answers her as she turned to look up at Claire for a moment. "And yes i'd like to press charges on him." She answered having enough of his shit now at this point, as she gestured for Claire to look at the bedroom without any further issue. Inside the room would be fairly neat and when Claire got to his dresser and pulled out the drawers one of them did contain some needles as well as a small bag of cocaine in there to.

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Seattle, Washington

@BlueSky44@FantasyChic Then the news came back on after the commercial break, there wasn't much on the story now just yet as they went back on the location. There weren't any witnesses yet, as the news went back to other places around the country as well as some sports after that. They would have more information further on in the day, but knowing that there was a killer now in the Seattle area wasn't really a good idea if they ended up becoming targets as well.

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Olivia turned to watch the news a little bit, the story was very similar to what she had been finding out back in New York, or well where her body was anyway currently. Then her attention turned over towards Scott again, as she raised an eyebrow towards him, when he said that there was a kid involved as well which made her sigh a little bit. Olivia didn't want to see any kids getting harmed in this and she wanted to help out however she can. Then then looked at him as she leaned back when he asked what she knew truthfully Olivia didn't know much aside from the bodies turning up.

"In upstate New York there are three bodies that turned up, a friend of mine came upon some burnt remains shes also like us, and then we started to do a little more digging." Olivia paused for a moment after hearing the news was scary as well before turning her attention back towards Scott. "Then theres the two bodies, one severely burnt by something electrical or something like that and the other body much like the story head cut cleanly open, both victims have that same thing happen like the girl I saw in the dream." Olivia answered. "I can offer you some money or something to come over here with whoever you know here that is." Olivia offered.

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"I know a nice store a few blocks away." Riley said as soon as everyone got inside Riley got into the car as well adjusting her car seat so that Amelia had some leg room as well, looking over towards Fumiko and shook her head slightly. "Cant beat a classic muscle car." Riley said as she started to pull out of the parking spot and turned and started to drive out of the parking garage until they were at the street level now. Riley covered her eyes with some sunglasses as well as the sunglare from the sun was a little bit to much, as she drove down the road.

"I think you will like the store Amelia." Riley said as she drove down a few more blocks and then looked at her friend for a moment as she took a picture and shook her head a bit. Riley didn't use social media that much unless she was out recording a new song, or announcing a tour she'd be going on, or a release of a new album. After about a few minutes later they were in front of what looked like a small apartment building. "And here we are." Riley said as she parked in the parking lot and got out, pulling the driver seat back so that Amelia could get out and motioned for them to follow her as soon as everyone closed the door Riley made sure to lock up her car as well.

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As soon as they were in the allyway Emmie leaned against the wall a bit as she took the bag of M&Ms that she had snatched up and opened them up as she took about three of them and ate them rather quickly. She really did enjoy them, she could always live off of them if she could. Looking up at Adalene as she smirked a bit. "Just these." Emmie answered as she took her hand and then closed her eyes and then suddenly they were all gone from sight.

And then they were back in Adalene's apartment, she would feel a little bit dizzy but other than that Adalene wouldn't puke her stomach out this time at least for now. "So not going to puke anywhere are you?" Emmie asked teasingly as she went over and grabbed some of the bags and started to help put some of them away for her.

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"I see..." She replied with a nod and went to examine the dresser as she was given permission. All the while taking careful notes on everything that the woman would say. After confirming the presence of drugs in the dresser, she didn't really take them out quite yet. They were evidence after all and there was a little something of procedures to do before that. She pulled an evidence bag and secured them into it. Before returning to the woman." Miss, I would have to ask you to come acompany us to the Police Station." She said with a smile." To press the charges against him. Do you know if he's got any drugs on himself right now?" She asked, having taken her statements to this point, she had reasonably enough evidence against him, but more never hurt. He would be taken blood and done drug tests when they arrived at the presinct. So was with the woman to determine who's drugs those were of course.

She pulled her radio and called her partner outside." I'm coming down in a little bit." She stated and turned to the woman." Miss I will leave you to prepare, please come down as soon as you are ready." She added and headed downstairs and outside, before pulling her handcuffs and heading to the man.

"Sir, I would have to ask you to extend your hands. This is an arrest, You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to have an attorney. If you cannot afford one, one will be appointed to you by the court. Do you understand those rights of yours?" She asked, about to handcuff him. And then glanced at her partner." You go upstairs and wait for the young woman to come out and escort her."

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"It's alright, I actually like being in the back seat..." Amelia mumbled." It's more roomey... sort of." She added. Yeah being in the backseat meant you had more space to yourself most of the time. Besides it was harder to see from the outside since you couldn't be seen from the front and only from the side. She preferred to be more lowkey so this was the best for her! She didn't want a random paparazi or something taking a photo where she could easily be seen with Riley in the car and cause a whole slew of annoyances for her friend.

She threw a glance at Fumiko who was busy taking picture of herself for the social media... Amelia never really got into the whole social media craze. She didn't have a facebook or anything really. She had a Skype she never used anymore and maybe a few accounts in a few forums for cosplayers, fandoms and the like, but seh kept her private info on those practically non existant.

As they arrived, she quickly hopped outside, looking around the place. She never was at this place in hte past as far as she was aware. So there was an Arts and Crafts store here? You learned something new every day, she realized with a smile. It looked like a good place and as the car locked behind them, she threw glances of caution around, searching for anything out of place just in case. Ever since she moved in with Riley, she felt more secure at her new home and the outbursts of her power from spiking fear or stress practically stopped. She still held a pair of rubber gloves on the nightstand though." You come here often, Riley?" Amelia asked, feeling curiosity as of how her friend knew of this place. Now she only hoped the prices were right and not overprized to the extreme as she had seen in some places.

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So it seemed that with teleporting, only those with powers could see them. Which meant the man in the car with her before was like her. That only made things more confusing and no closer to understanding why it was happening? Perhaps it was a side-effect of the powers? Or perhaps it was a warning system? Did the people that were killed teleport? Did they even know?

As Janelle turned the TV on, the news report highlighted what she feared. Another body and, this time, closer to Seattle. "All right, well that isn't good. We've made some progress in New York, but having others along in the investigation would be an asset. I can give you the number of Olivia, the girl I mentioned before, and you can talk to her and tell her about all of this. Having more involved ups protection."

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"Bite me" were the first words out of Adalene's mouth at Emmie's taunting, holding her head in her hands. She felt dizzy, but she'd be fine after a few seconds. She took whatever groceries were left, and headed to the kitchen, starting to put them away. "Thanks for the help Emmie." She said, as she opened the fridge. Now she had saved a ton of time, which put her in the relatively rare situation of having unplanned free time. Thinking for a second, she figured she could see what Emmie wanted to do, and spend her time that way.

"So, anything you wanna do now?" She asked, turning to face her. She walked past her, putting some food stuffs away in a small cupboard. She didn't really know what Emmie even did in her free time, but she wanted to find out. Finding more out about the woman who lived in her house could only be a good thing. Best case scenario, they actually had a lot in common, and worst case, she liked to light children on fire and Adalene would have cause to kick her out. "I'm down to do anything, if you have ideas." She tacked onto the end.

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Scott stared at Olivia, processing the information. Three bodies had turned up, all with the same M.O. It was surprising to him - mostly because he figured that the FBI would be involved. Crimes that gruesome, the government had to have found the same connection by this point. It would only be a matter of time then before suits started rounding up people looking into them, wondering if they were the killers seeking attention or fame. He didn't want to get mixed up in that.

"First of all, I can't just take someone else's kids with me on a trip to New York," Scott told Olivia. However, there was another thought that occurred to him. "And secondly, how the hell do I know that you aren't the killer? What if this is your M.O. - luring people out to meet you during these fucked up visiting sessions? Telling them that you'll protect them, only to kill them? It'd explain how you know so much about the killings too - details I bet the public doesn't know either. And that you're seeing connections others aren't."

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"Honey, I could drive circles around your muscle and still win a race." She fired back playfully at Riley as they went along the road towards the art shop. She wasn't really one to frequent such stores, as her artistic talent was firmly zero on that front, still it would be interesting to see how Riley and her friend reacted. As they arrived, Fumiko hopped out of the car with ease and was waiting for the two up on the curb. Fumiko looked at the small apartment style building and for a moment wore a frown, wondering if this place was like, higher end than it seemed or something. Wiping the look off her face, she gave a small sigh as she looked at the two. "It's a cute little store." She said softly before walking into the store.

After walking in and giving a polite greeting to the cashier as she stepped in, the blonde's head tilted slightly to the side for a few moments. Listening closely to the music quietly playing over the speakers, she immediately picked up the beat and lyrics. She should know, afterall it was her voice coming through the speakers. As she followed along with the two, Fumiko was humming perfectly in beat and pitch with the song. Overall rather enjoying herself as she got to do something that just felt... so normal with Riley.

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Jason was not too thrilled about the news report, not thrilled what so ever. The fact that they didn't have too much to report on freaked him out, and he was worried about Janelle, not so much about himself. He wanted to protect his little sister, no matter what came their way, and if someone was killing people like them, it was scary, and he didn't know if he'd be able to defend her if they ever ran into this guy themselves, and that thought freaked him out.

Hearing the report, Janelle could guess fairly well what her brother was thinking. He always felt like he needed to protect her, just because she was born blind and couldn't see anything. Though in her mind, that meant nothing, and she always felt like she could take care of herself, no matter what her brother thought about things. Sure, there was a serial killer on the loose, or maybe more, but that didn't mean she couldn't defend herself.

Hearing Quinn's words, he turned his attention towards her. "Yeah... That might be a good idea... Since I know we don't have any idea what the hell is going on," he said, before pulling out his phone. He knew how things with this worked, she couldn't hand him a business card or anything, "Can you tell me the number then?" he asked, looking at her.

Janelle just nodded in agreement, "Yeah, this sort of thing is definitely a new situation for us, that's for sure. What should we do? There is a killer on the loose around here, and we can't do anything about it... Especially since he might come after us if he's after people with powers..." she said, kind of softly. This whole thing was giving her a headache, but she just went with it.

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New York City, New York

@rivaan The woman looked at Claire for a moment and then gave her a little bit of a nod. "I'll be down shortly, and no I don't think he has anything on him, but your more than welcome to search his person if you want." She said as she got up and headed into her bedroom as well and started to grab her things. Then her partner on the other end of the radio picked up. "Sure thing bosslady." He said as he started to head inside of the building as well, and walked past Claire giving her a nod as he headed into the room and waited patiently for her to come out. When Claire came out, the man looked at her as she started to take out her cuffs and looked very scared and then started to panic and then he quickly turned and started to run for it, shoving the elderly lady who made the call out of the way. As the old woman yelped loudly as she was shoved down onto the floor.

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Seattle, Washington

@BlueSky44@FantasyChic Quinn would easily remember Olivia's number, although she would have to give Olivia a head's up about it first as well. She wouldn't really take personal calls from numbers that she didn't know unless they came from her own office, there wasn't much else on the news right now either as it went to some international news around the world.

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Olivia though did understand the thing whoever the kid was that Scott mentioned couldn't go without their parents approval, unless they were actually old enough to do whatever they wanted to. "What about you? You are probably the killer for all I know, just seeing my face you could track me down or something." Olivia said crossing her arms over her chest staring directly into his eyes a bit.

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Riley looked over towards Fumiko and shook her head a bit. "Well fancy cars like that aren't all that cool looking." Riley said smirking a bit, muscle cars were always the best looking in her opinion. As she looked towards Amelia and gave her a little bit of a nod and smiled a bit. "I know the owner of the store, he does painting of his own some of my album covers are his work." Riley said, three of the five she has made were made by the guy.

As Riley entered the store she could hear her friend's own music playing over the store's radio, as Riley walked around a little bit the store had various paintings as well inside. As well as a lot of painting, and drawing supplies as well Riley looked towards Amelia and smiled towards her. "Feel free to get whatever you want it's my treat." Riley said towards Amelia she didn't want her friend to pay for her supplies, the store was a bit on the higher end side as well.

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Emmie looked towards Adalene and gave her a little bit of a smirk, as she went to help put somethings away for her putting them in the fridge or the cupboards that they belonged in. Once she was finished Emmie made her way towards the couch and sat down on it as she stretched out a little bit. "No problem." Emmie said, she was more than willing to help out and pull her own weight around the apartment if she needed to while Adalene had class or whatever she needed to do.

She then bit her bottom lip for a moment as she started to think about it, she really hadn't been asked that question before as she thought for a little bit. She shifted a little bit in the couch as she was deep in thought on what she'd like to do, before finally answering. "Maybe head to Central Park or something like that?" Emmie asked, it was her favorite place to go to in the city always enjoying what the park had to offer. "That's if you want to go anyway." Emmie said towards her.

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"So, I'm pretty used to dealing with dead people. Kind of my job, but having this so close to home is concerning, so I get being worried. But the important thing is to not panic. First, you both have each other, so that's already steps beyond the others. Plus, now you have more of us in New York. I think we need to come together and plan. Get a group going. There has to be more of us, we just need to get the word out if we want to stop these attacks."

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Frankly there were a few different possibilities of how this was going to go, that passed through Claire's mind while she was making the arrest. Surely enough it went just like how she expected it to go... well one of the ways anyhow. The guy decided to run for it, generally the reaction of running away suggested guilty mind. He who has reason to be afraid of the police runs! It was just natural reaction to the mind really, if you know you are guilty and you aren't a professional criminal, your first reaction to being called out on it, would be to run away most of the times, according to Claire's observations.” I wished this wouldn't be the case this time, but ohh well...” She sighed and quickly dashed after him, making sure to not trip on the fallen old woman. If she stopped to help her, she'd lose him, so no choice here.

As she ran after him, she pulled her radio and called her partner.” Chasing after the man, he's running away and resisting arrest.” She informed him so he knows and continued to chase after him.” STOP IN THE NAME OF THE LAW! YOU ARE UNDER ARREST!” She called out to the running man, while dashing after him. He had already resisted arrest, so if she caught him, she could be more forceful. A smile appeared on her face as she recalled that fun fact.

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Arriving at their destination, Amelia was more pleasantly surprised than anything else. She had half expected some kind of big store, but it turned out to be way more ordinary than she feared. It was a ordinary housing building so the store probably was not some kind of out of the ordinary for only rich folk type thing.” I see.” She replied quietly to Riley as they were making their way into the place. So this place was making Riley's album covers. Her curiosity was roused now too.

Her initial estimation was somewhat off though. Sure enough it wasn't the most high costly thing ever, but the costs for the things that were displayed were bigger than what she was used to. As she paid a lil bit more attention to the brands of the different art supplies, she figured out why the prices were bigger. Of course the things here were better than what she usually got. As Riley suggested her to buy whatever she wants and that she's shouldering the bill, Amelia made a face of inner conflict. She didn't want Riley to pay, but at the same time she really needed some of these things. Then there was also the fact her friend was suggesting to more or less gift those, a fact which made her happy on the inside as she smiled shyly and looked down.

“Alright... but just this one time, okey?” She replied to Riley and quickly started walking about to pick up a good sketchbook and some pencils. Amelia didn't really need too much things, but the sketchbook was the most important after all. Without something to draw on, drawing was a process hard to accomplish! She was so drawing a superhero costume for Riley later...

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Although something caught her eye for certain, and it wasn't the art. Standing behind the cash register was what seemed to be somebody around her own age, something she felt shouldn't be at a job like this. But whatever. That wasn't the point, as the girl mumbled something to her friends about going to check out the 'artwork' then sauntered off towards the man. Were the two to look over later, they would find Fumiko leaning on the counter having a rather amicable conversation with the man. Though her giggles and looks suggested rather that she was flirting with the handsome guy. Not that she overly intended to go anywhere with it, but it was fun.

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Adalene thought for moment, "Yeah sure, I haven't been there in a while." It was one of the more touristy things to do in her opinion, she had only really visited right after coming to New York the first time, and when her parent had come to visit. She could do to get out and do something fun, so she was more than happy to pay a visit. Plus, more teleportation on an empty stomach might be good for her acclimating to it. That being said, she had thrown up most of what she'd eaten for the day, and would soon need to find something to snack on. There were plenty of places near Central Park where she could grab a bite, so it sounded like the place to go.

She finished putting her groceries away, and stepped back over towards the couch. "I'm ready to go when you are." Thinking ahead, she braced herself for teleportation. It seemed to help last time, so maybe the trick was being prepared for it. She then added awkwardly, "If you don't mind 'porting us there, that is." She smiled at her. Really, even with the vomiting, it was way better than a Lyft. Hell, if they stayed together for awhile, they could visit all kinds of places. The possibilities were endless.

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"Yeah, like you'd be the first medical examiner in history to commit murder - and last I checked, medical examiners don't get access to each other's information that quickly and easily," Scott said. The more he talked to Olivia, the less he trusted her. Everything she said seemed to be a purely circumstantial alibi. And the more they talked, the less he wanted to go anywhere near any location that she suggested. "And what does any fucked up killer have to gain? Your healing factor is all the more reason to suspect you - you'll win any fight since you can out heal them."

He stared at her for a moment, before getting himself yet another glass of water. He was perpetually thirsty and he preferred to glare at her while drinking water, as if that would somehow get her out of his head and out of his apartment. When she accused him of being the killer, Scott shrugged a bit, setting down the glass before he could drink any water. His liver was thankful it wasn't more booze. "Bitch, I might be," he agreed. "And trust me, if I was the killer, I'd start with the twink."

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Jason took the remote from his sister and turned the TV off, everything else was just boring and background stuff, no point in having it on in the background. Nothing going on elsewhere in the world had anything to do with what was going on in the US, not to mention what was clearly going on in Seattle now. Death and a murderer on the loose was definitely not a good thing to have to deal with.

Janelle nodded at Quinn's remarks, though she figured that her brother was probably a little bit more worried about things than she was, since he did tend to worry if her life was ever in danger. It could get to be a bit annoying, at least to her, since he didn't ever seem to think about what was going through her head. "You'll have to excuse my brother... Staying calm about things is not exactly something he's very good at..."

"What the? Do you really think that Jan? Honestly, just because I'm thinking about this whole thing realistically. We have no idea who this guy is, if he even is still in Seattle, and if he is what's to say that he isn't going to come after us? Or any of the others that we've met in the past week!" he said, before realizing that maybe they should actually tell Quinn about the others that they were in contact with aside from just Cynthia and Gideon who they had mentioned before.

"Once again, you'll have to excuse my brother, he is a bit over protective of me you know... Anyway, we've met a few people around here, people like us who have powers. We've mentioned Gideon, who you've met before who was the one in the car when it crashed, and Cynthia who we met when we were transported elsewhere... There is also Isley who owns a shop in the city, and then there is Scott..."

"The asshole who no one gets along with and who thinks he is better than everyone else." Jace said with a bit of an eye roll. Janelle just shook her head in response.

"...Just because you hate him doesn't mean everyone does... I got along with him somewhat..."

"So? He's still an asshole."