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"Sure, that would be fine by me... Slightly annoyed that Scott isn't here yet, but whatever," he responded with a slight shrug. He definitely preferred hanging around Isley as opposed to Scott, the guy just got on everyone's nerves. He also didn't care if she chose to stick around and wait until the man did show up, it likely would be perfectly fine overall, but he bet that Scott would be a little bit pissed off about it, definitely would make things interesting to say the least

Janelle just nodded her head, fine with Isley hanging around, after all, the woman had stopped her brother from doing something stupid. Though that usually was her job, it was nice hearing someone else step in. Her brother was an idiot sometimes, which made her wonder what went through his head. She heard her phone go off, and she held it up to her ear so she could hear the message, before responding with a simple Ok.

"Who are you messaging? Is it Scott or something? What's the guy talking about right now? Is he actually on his way to grace us with his presence?" he asked, saying that last sentence with a bit of sarcasm. He didn't care if Scott ever showed up, just as long as the guy decided to do something helpful. Or useful in protecting his little sister.

"Yeah, he's on his way...So he says anyway... Not sure if we can expect him in the next few minutes or the next hour... Kind of depends," she said with a slight shrug. She more of hoped that Scott would show up sooner rather than later, since she was wondering what was going through his mind and what it was that he would think that they should be doing about this situation. Janelle was mainly curious about that, since she didn't think that Scott seemed too much like a team player.

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Quinn wracked her brain, but she couldn't remember much else apart from what she had already told Olivia. "No, I believe that's it. It's a lot to think about though. We know more than we did a few days ago, but the killer or killers are still out there and still attacking. I think we need to go on the offensive. By that, I mean we need to get a warning out to others like us somehow."

But how to do that? If they did anything publicly, the killer may see and then try to silence them. They would have to be sneaky about it. Perhaps there was a way to manipulate this transportation thing they did? "If there was only a way to teleport whenever we wanted. We could find others and warn them. Find a way to get together to fight back."

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

@rivaan "Nah just asking, are you two like dating or something?" He asked as they finally got back to the precinct again, and Claire's partner got out of the car stretching out a bit while looking at her. "Also if you want to hang out or something after work get some pizza or whatever if you are free anyway." He said giving her a slight smile as he rubbed the back of his neck, Claire would be able to pick up the following thoughts. 'Claire is pretty cute, no that's stupid.' As he started to turn towards the main entrance to the building itself.

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Seattle, Washington

@BlueSky44 @Morose Trevor was knocked out and locked safely inside Scott's place, Scott wouldn't have to much trouble getting to Pike's Place at all. The traffic was dead at this point in the day anyway, Isley would look at both Jason and Janelle for a moment whenever Scott was coming over. She rolled her eyes slightly towards them, she really didn't like the man all that much either at all. "Well where were you guys going to be meeting him anyway?" Isley asked looking at the two of them.

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Olivia started to push her chair onto it's two rear legs as she started to think of something and nodded a bit towards her, they would certainly need some kind of warning system. Or at least a way to get in contact with them somehow as well, while looking up at Quinn. "I know it probably is a dumb idea but whoever we meet next we exchange their phone numbers or emails something like that. That way we can keep in contact with them."

Olivia then suddenly fell onto her back with a rather loud thud, causing her to groan out and rub the back of her neck feeling her head spinning a bit as she rolled back onto her feet again. "Shouldn't have done that." Olivia said awkwardly as she moved over towards the living room and grabbed her laptop and pulled it out on the table that they were sitting at. "So more research time then?" Olivia asked.

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Riley smiled and nodded towards Amelia as they sat down at their table, she started to look through the menu a little bit as she started to see what she wanted to eat. Looking up at Amelia for a moment, and then back down at the menu she quickly found what she wanted to eat and closed up the menu for her. A few seconds later their waitress came over looking over at the three women instantly noticing the two of them, and smiled even more. But she didn't want to make a scene while looking over at Amelia for a moment figuring that she may have just been a fan or something.

"What can I get you all to drink?" The woman asked, looking over at Riley and Amelia first giving the two women a smile, as she got her pen out. "I'll just have a water please." Riley said as she leaned back in the seat while looking over at Amelia what she wanted to drink next as well, the waitress writing down what Riley had wanted to drink.

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"Just curious is all." Emmie answered smirking slightly to herself seeing Adalene's reaction to it, as she took another sip of her drink and then went back to eating the rest of her lunch then she went for another sip of her drink. She would occasionally look over around the restaurant as she spotted someone that she had seen before and quickly looked away from the man. Emmie started to shift around uncomfortably as she thought about getting out already.

The man then saw Emmie as well, and started to glare at the two women, but didn't say anything or approached just yet as he went back to his meal and drinking his coffee as well. Emmie then looked over at Adalene for a few seconds it was certainly awkward since he did notice her and gestured towards him. "I may have robbed him once a few weeks ago." Emmie said softly.

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"Hmmm, we aren't." She replied in honest, but didn't mention that if it depended on her they would be soon enough. She smiled as they arrived at the station, parked the car and the guy more or less invited her out on a date. Claire couldn't help it and picked up on his thoughts. It was actually rather cute, this guy was quite innocent it seemed and she did like him well enough. Looking at his back turning to leave she smirked." Hey, Rookie!" She called out to him with a smile." Keep up the good work, if I hear good things from the guy who's going to be responsible for you in my absence, we can go for that pizza." She added, agreeing to meet with him eventually with some conditions. She walked to him and handed him the keys for the patrol car." You go hand the keys over and go home to get some rest." Claire said in the end and walked away towards her own car.

Once she arrived by the car and opened the driver's door, she undid her hair, which she usually kept in a bun during work hours, and shook her head to make it flow properly. With that bloody well done, she tossed the hat on the passenger's seat and got into the car, pulling her keys and turned the engine on. It came to live and she quickly drove off the parking and headed in the direction of Olivia's place. There surely was something interesting to happen or maybe it already did and she wanted to learn about it. That and she was curious about that annoying researcher fellow that seems to have been poppining up all around their kind. He didn't strike her as one of them, but he seemed to be able to pinpoint their locations which was curious.

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Amelia's thoughts were disturbed when the waitress arrived and they had to give their orders You could read it in the woman's eyes, she recognied Riley and Fumiko right away. Then her eyes fell on her and Amelia could feel the unpleasantness of hte feeling rather well. This was the look you gave someone who was hanging out with the famous people for some contrived reason, which well this was, but it also wans't quite so. They were friends! She didn't say anything though, Amelia instead just started playing with a lock of her hair.

"I will take a beer... yeah..." She gave her drink order, still nervously playing with her hair. As if the danger of zapping everything around wasn't enough to stress her out, now she had to suffer the gaze of the waitress..." One of the stronger ones..." She added quietly without looking at the woman anymore. Instead she threw a glance at Riley who as usual was incredibly pretty and probably the 1 of the reasons why the waitress was all smiles right now. The other Amelia concluded was Fumiko, though she wasn't sure which was hte main one for this waitress. She took a deep breath and looked around, searching for hte rest room. She needed to get out of people's eyes for a little and maybe splash some water on her face to calm herself." I will be right back..." Amelia then said as she spotted what she believed was the location of the rest room and with a small smile left the table hurrying away.

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It wasn't too long of a trip from his place to Pike's Place. The familiar scent of lobster and salmon filled the air and he took it all in. Fresh air was nice - he often forgot how much he enjoyed it - but when it was tainted with fresh seafood? It just got to be repulsive. He glanced to his right on the slope, seeing the line outside of the first ever Starbucks. He could have sworn there was never not a line there. It made him want to shout to everyone over there that believe it or not, the coffee tasted the same no matter which Starbucks it was purchased from. He then looked to his left and let out a sigh.

This was going to take some emotional growth, wasn't it?

He kept his hands out of his pockets, just in case anyone came up and tried to murder him. With the way his day was going, he wouldn't have been too surprised. He walked down into the market itself, taking the ramp and avoiding getting hit with any of the seafood deals of the day. Honestly, what was it with them and throwing fish around?! Eventually, he spotted the people he was looking for - and he instantly glared. What the hell was Isley doing here?! He wasn't here to protect the entire goddamn world?!

"Okay princesses, time to get to my castle," Scott said as he approached the group. "And we have a guest. He's a fucking nerd but knows something about all of us. I figured I'd kill him after we get the information we need."

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Fumiko was a bit silent as they entered the Chinese restaurant, her mind wandering away as she had seen a car outside that seemed familiar to the one she had seen during that... weird experience. It still haunted her as she followed them in and seemed a bit distant when they were first seated. After a long few moments, she realized that it was her turn to order a drink, and likely that her two friends were giving her strange looks. Not that Fumiko looked to actually check if they were as she turned her attention towards the Waitress for a few more seconds, thinking to her self. "Can I also have water? Thank you." She said with a fake smile, though one that had been practiced for many years and seemed completely natural and genuine to the casual observer.

Once she had ordered her drink, Fumiko pretended to be looking through the menu while her mind still was wandering back to the out of body experience. She hated it, for it had been so unnatural to her. It haunted her dreams as she had fears of it happening again, yet this time she wouldn't be able to return to her body. For but a brief moment, worry and fear seemed to spread over her features before Fumiko managed to wipe it away once more and put down the menu. Once again seeming as if she was okay as she tried to put on a mask for her friends.

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"Around here really, reason we came out here to the market... Asked to meet up with us at the comic store," Jace said with a slight shrug. It was the truth after all, she just wasn't too sure what else they were supposed to do, just waiting around until Scott finally decided to show up or something. He was a little curious as to how Scott was going to react to Isley even being there, that was going to be interesting.

Janelle just nodded along slightly with her brother, his words were the truth, and they made sense for the most part, not to mention they answered Isley's question. There wasn't really much more to say about it than that, which made sense. She heard Scott's voice when he finally did come over, and she could exactly help but giggle at the term he used to address all of them, pretty sure her brother was going to complain.

"Haha, very funny," he mumbled, not too thrilled at how Scott addressed him as well, but from what he knew about the guy, it wasn't all too surprising. Upon hearing what Scott said about a guy who walked up to him or something, he stopped. That sounded similar to the guy that had shown up at their home. "...Does he have kind of big looking glasses and brown hair? Introduced himself as Trevor Kingston or something like that?" he couldn't help but ask.

She was getting what her brother was saying. It seemed like Trevor had gone over to Scott's after talking with Jason, and he was the reason that Scott had shown up later than he probably had planned. "He showed up at our door, a little while before you had called us..." she added softly, made her wonder what exactly Scott had done to the poor guy. He had seemed nice enough when Jace had talked to him.

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Adalene snorted at Emmie's smirk, and returned it in kind. "Sure." She said playfully. Adalene noticed Emmie's discomfort, and went on guard. She followed her gaze, and gave Emmie a worried look. Had she noticed something Adalene hadn't? She figured Emmie was one to keep on her toes, given the fact that she had been living on the street for quite awhile before moving in with Adalene, and that would kind of be a necessary life skill in order to survive. She pulled her purse closer to her, ready to spring in to action if they were in some kind of danger.

She was then relieved when Emmie explained the situation. "Oh, I see." She pursed her lips for a second, and tried to come up with a solution to this. That man looked mad, and she wanted to avoid a scene. Making a decision, she quickly, and quietly said, "No you didn't. If he comes over here, let me do the talking. You're new in town, my sister." She said simply, trusting Emmie would understand what she was putting down. NYC was a big city, and she considered it would be pretty believable that somebody might be a lookalike of another person. She however did give her a pointed look, "Later though, I do want to know what exactly happened." If Emmie was in the habit of robbing people, Adalene might have to rethink their relationship a tiny bit.

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

@rivaan The rookie turned to look at Claire for a moment and blushed a tad bit and smiled towards her and gave her a nod. "Sounds like a plan then." He said as his eyes started to light up a little bit, as he headed into the building proper to hand in the keys and call it a day now as well. Once Claire started up her car, the traffic was back to being packed, as the other drivers occasionally beeped their horns to get the large line to move. There wasn't much else going on at the sidewalks occasionally there were a few people who were doing their own thing and stopping to make some small talk every now and then. When it was Claire's turn to move the road was clear until there was another red light as she got a little bit closer to Olivia's apartment.

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Seattle, Washington

@BlueSky44 @Morose Isley stood there for a moment until she turned her attention towards Scott seeing the man once more which made her glare ever so slightly towards him when she called her a princess. She really did not like the term he kept giving her, but she remained pretty quiet. That was until he mentioned he had bumped into someone, then the name that Jace said instantly she remembered having the very same encounter as well with her. "I had the same encounter with the man yesterday actually." Isley said as she looked over towards Scott. "You aren't seriously thinking of killing him are you?" Isley asked.

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"Of course." The waitress smiled at the three of them, as she started to write down their drink orders. "I'll be right back with them." She said, and then quickly turned around and left. Riley looked over towards Amelia as she raised an eyebrow towards her wondering why she wanted a beer. Amelia certainly didn't look like she was a beer drinker, let along something that was strong, though Riley had only known her for a short bit of time it did feel a little bit weird to hear her order that. And then Amelia said she wanted to use the restroom, her attention turned towards Fumiko. "I'm going to check and see if she is okay." Riley said as she got up and started to follow her over towards the restroom, once they were out of earshot of everyone Riley reached over to gently touch Amelia's shoulder. "Hey are you okay Amelia?" Riley asked her.

The waitress then came back a short bit later looking at Fumiko who was sitting by herself, blushing a little bit and smiled towards her. "Really sorry, but do you mind if I get your autograph?" She asked giving Fumiko a smile as she set down everyone's drinks, noticing that they were all gone. But figured that they were simply in the bathroom right now currently as she tucked a stray strand of hair out and behind her ear.

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Emmie swallowed a little bit, and shook her head silently. "Nope i'm good." Emmie answered as she continued to shift a little bit nervously as the waitress looked over at Adalene for an answer. Emmie watched as the guy got up and left, paying for his food and headed out of the restaurant. Though Emmie had a feeling that he was just waiting outside for them.

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Debing a driver in NY wasn't one of the more preferrable occupations in the world. The traffic in this city was a nightmare most of the time as the situation was currently. She sighed heavily as the flow of cars was barely moving forward. She wished that she hit the previous light traffic now instead of when they were returning to the police station, but what could she do. She just relaxed into the driver seat and spend a lot of her time watching out the window of the car, observing people milling about their business as the cars barely moved onwards.

This was the boring side of being a driver indeed. Maybe she should have picked the metro or something... at least it would have been moving instead of crawling like this. Still slowly but surely she was moving forward. Thus she pulled her phone and quickly typed a message into it.' I hit traffic jam, might take me a little bit while longer than expected to arrive.' She quickly send it to Olivia to inform her she was going to be a tad late with visiting this time around. Usually Claire preferred to be quick and in time, but this time there was no way around it.

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Amelia felt stressed out now. She enjoyed being with Fumiko and Riley, but the gazes of people were getting to her. The one from the waitress hurt especially bad, being seen just as a weird fangirl or something who was hanging out with the stars for some weird reason. She did like their music and all, but she knew them now... they were roomies... she didn't have to give her that painful gaze. She splashed up water on her face just as Riley touched her shoulder. Amelia nearly jumped up when she felt someone's hand on her shoulder and turned around." Yeah...no... not sure..." She mumbled out, taking deep breaths as to calm herself. She couldn't risk her powers going out of controls right here and now. It could be really dangerous!

"Riley... I'm not sure what to do..." Amelia finally said." Did you see how that waitress looked at me earlier? It was like I'm some weird fan or something who was just tagging along for the ride..." She said and plashed some water on her face." That expression hurt... I just don't look well with the two of you... and then.. .then ... there's the fact that I'm now scared... Fumiko living with us should be a good thing, but with my powers if I go out of control I could hurt her! I'm dangerous... I even thought about zapping hte paparazi... and now that I think about it, I'm afraid how easily I just thought and was nearly ready to hurt someone really bad with this power... How can I hide somethign from her when I can barely keep it under control?" She was still trying to calm herself down.

"She wants us to go out tonight... I haven't been out in so long and if my powers go highwire in the middle of a crowd?" Amelia asked Riley with panic in her voice. The more she thought about these thigns the more worried and stressed out she became.

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Fumiko gave the girl a sweet smile as she asked for her autograph. "Of course you can, miss...? Heck, why don't you get over here and get a picture? It'll rock the insta story, won't it?" She asked with a friendly smile as she looked at the waitress for a moment before thinking. "I hate to ask, but do you happen to have a pen I can sign with? I don't really carry one on me." She said with a small, cute laugh to compliment the end with it. Fumiko always enjoyed meeting her fans, especially when they were as kind as the girl was being. Not to mention, it helped that their waitress was cute. That part always helped Fumiko in being friendly with people.

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"I can't decide which one of you two are the ugly princess," Scott groaned, looking at Isley and Jace. "Janelle is obvious the sweet and precious one. One of you is the ugly one and the other is the dumbass - just a matter of time to know which is which," he commented, crossing his arms. He then nodded, hearing the kids' description of the man. "Yeah, that's the asshole," Scott confirmed with a grunt.

His fists tightened as Janelle confirmed that Scott had been at her place. She and Jace were identified then as being...what the fuck were they? Mutants like the comics? Just freaks? Whatever the word was, Scott knew the plot of enough movies to figure out the best case scenario was ending up locked away by scientists for study. "Look, in case you guys don't get how this works, someone figured out what we are - am I the only one worried about that? If there's some fucker going around killing us, how long until he shows up at your place and fucking decapitates you three? A day? A week maybe? A month?"

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Quinn nodded as she took out her phone. "Probably a good idea for next time. I'll google them and see if they come up on Facebook or something and contact them through there." Quinn started looking up the twins' names when she heard Olivia groan. She stood up instantly, in case the girl fell or something, but she was standing and, otherwise, looked fine.

"Are you okay? Do you need me to get you anything?" Which is always a weird request when you are in someone else's home. "Yes, research. The more we know, the better the likelihood of stopping this from happening again. Since normal police won't be able to do much, it's good we have your friend Claire on hand."

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Jason was getting even more annoyed with Scott, if that was even possible. The guy just couldn't shut up for two minutes now could he without making some wisecracking joke or something like that. Though Isley confirming that she had talked to Trevor too was an interesting one, so the guy seemed to be making the rounds. Heading to everyone who had powers, that was a bit on the suspicious side, and sure, he didn't like the idea of someone dying over that, but if the guy was going to hurt his sister, or at least if they talked to him and it seemed that way, he wouldn't be against it.

Janelle giggled slightly at what Scott had said about the other two being princesses. She didn't know really why it was so funny to her, but she knew that it likely had something to do with the knowledge that her brother hated it. This wasn't really a situation to be laughing too much about though, there was a killer of sorts on the loose wasn't exactly the best thing to think about, but she didn't exactly have a choice. How could she not think too much about that?

"You aren't the only one worrying about that! Though Trevor didn't seem like that bad of a person when we had met him, just talked a bit about the weird illness or whatever it was that we all got, asked if we had powers, and then I kind of shut the door in his face and he left, probably to head over to your place or whatever," he said with a slight shrug. That was basically in a nutshell what had happened, what else was there to say.

"Wait... Leaving? As in right now? I don't think we really can..." Janelle said softly, not turning her head in the direction of Scott's voice. She didn't think that was the best idea, since unlike her brother, she was still underage and likely would be labelled as a runaway of sorts, which could spell out some other problems. People might question why she was racing off somewhere, especially since she didn't like the idea of just racing off anywhere.

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Adalene smiled at Emmie. She was clearly not taking this well, but she shook her head. "Don't worry about it, really. Worst case scenario? I kick his ass seven ways from Sunday." She said reassuringly, finished up the food on her plate. She was pretty confident she could take some loser Emmie stole from in a fight. Taking a napkin and cleaning off her face, she looked away for a moment. She really wasn't that worried. It did surprise her though, that the man managed to remember Emmie well enough to recognize her from across a restaurant. That seemed unlikely. It wouldn't hurt, however, if they could avoid confrontation.

"Just the check please." She said to the waitress, before turning her attention back to Emmie. "If we wanted to stay out of trouble..." She said quietly, waiting to make sure the waitress was out of earshot, "After we've paid, we could teleport out from the bathroom." she didn't like the idea of risking losing her lunch, and would be fine otherwise confronting the man, but she figured putting the option out there was fair. "Either way works for me." She reassured her, leaning back in her seat. She wanted Emmie comfortable, and she didn't know how Emmie reacted to conflict, so this would be a good way to judge that.

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

@rivaan (You are on current medical leave, since your hand is hurt but Claire will be able to make it to Olivia's apartment this round with no issue for whenever your hand is healed better so take your time.)

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Seattle, Washington

@BlueSky44 @Morose Isley crossed her arms over her chest and gave Scott an evil look calling her a princess again, and just rolled her eyes a bit towards him. "Well at least I don't look like a troll that lives under some old shitty bridge." Isley said back towards Scott, as she eyed both Jason and Janelle for a moment. She raised an eyebrow towards Scott when he said that they were going to be leaving now, which she didn't really like the idea of right now. "Just because some guy named Trevor spooked you or something, you want to take these two with you to who knows where?" Isley asked him, Scott however would be able to see a figure in a nearby alleyway, it was really hard to see but it had a manly like figure.

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"Nah i'm fine." Olivia said, as she moved over towards the couch and pulled out her laptop and started to do some research, again and smiled slightly. "I guess it's a good thing I bumped into Claire first then." She said looking over at Quinn for a moment as she started to do some researching on the internet. So far she wasn't really getting that much on the lines of searching, or even the one story over at Seattle either. She ran a hand through her hair and cracked her neck a little bit as she started to make herself alittle bit comfortable on the couch.

"Need anything yourself? A beer or something to eat?" Olivia asked, as she felt her phone going off and then quickly looked down at it seeing that it was a text from Claire. "Claire is on her way, stuck in New York traffic though so should take awhile." Olivia said softly, as Quinn did her search on the internet for the twins social media she would end up finding Jason's Facebook Page. Olivia would occasionally check a few of her own personal work emails as well in between.

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Riley walked over and leaned herself up against the sink seeing Amelia jump slightly after her touch, she didn't want to scare the girl any further right now. She nodded slightly towards Amelia she could feel like she was forcing her roommate and friend to do somethings that she didn't want to do. "You know we don't have to go out if you don't want to." Riley said giving Amelia a slight smile, as she rubbed the back of her neck slightly. "Truthfully? I don't let people get to me, I just ignore them just don't pay any fangirl or fanboy of mine or Fumi's any attention if they give you a look." Riley suggested. "And I don't want to force you to do anything you don't want to either if you want to head back to the apartment we can." She said smiling at her slightly.

The waitress smiled at Fumiko and squealed slightly as she nodded and quickly took out her pen and handed it over towards her and then sat down. "Thank you." She said happily as she took out her phone as well, and started to take some selfie pictures of herself and Fumiko before looking at her. "You are awesome."

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"Lets get freshened up then." Emmie said as she started to make her way towards the restroom and leaned herself up against the wall once she was in the bathroom looking at her. "So where do you want to go then?" Emmie asked Adalene figuring that she'd like to go somewhere else or back to her apartment.

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"Yes, you can kid. If you stay here, you're dead. If Trevor can find you so quickly, what's to say that murderer won't do the same?" Scott reasoned. He couldn't care less what Isley was saying and basically was flat out ignoring her. If she wanted his protection, he would protect her - but otherwise, he couldn't care less what she decided to do. However, his attention was caught as he saw a figure nearby. "Damn it. Wait here - if I'm not back in a few minutes, leave and get out of town."

He then ran in the direction of the alley, hoping to catch the figure and he wasn't about to take any chances. He pulled one of his pistols and got off a shot, but he missed and by the time he was there, the figure had vanished into thin air. "Shit!" Scott cursed, not putting his gun down as he looked around, wanting to see if anyone else was there or if the figure would reappear. He had a gut feeling that he had just seen the killer.

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Quinn quickly scanned social media, realizing how little she was on it. She has a Facebook and a Twitter and an Instagram, but she hardly used it. Work consumed much of her time and as her friends like to point out, she is a bit of a social stick in the mud. However, she managed to find Jason fairly easily.

"No, I am good. I found one of the twins by the way. Jason. His sister doesn't seem to have one, but I got him." She took down his information as Olivia brought up Claire being on her way. Having someone in law enforcement would be a benefit, especially as she has started to feel unsafe. These killings happened in a timeline. Who knows who the next victim would be?

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Fumiko allowed herself a small smile as the waitress squealed with excitement and immediately handed her a pen. Signing the autograph, she gave the waitress a pleasant smile. Looking her over, the waitress was a rather cute girl, making Fumiko decide that maybe she would upload some of the selfies to her own social media. Posing for the mini-photoshoot the two had, coupled with a few selfies of her own, Fumiko gave the girl a small smile at the end.

"I'm almost worried you might steal the show if I upload these, you're looking super cute." Fumiko said off-handedly to the waitress, even as she went and uploaded all of the images. "Thank you for being so friendly, its so much fun to meet some of my fans when I'm out and about." She decided to add, fans always loved the humble and polite celebrity compared to the rich and bratty ones. Not to mention, the girl had been rather polite to Fumi the who time. No point in being rude in return.

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"I mean it Scott... You need to remember, I'm still a minor... A lot of people might question why I'd be anywhere with you... Just a thought..." she said softly, before falling silent again. It was something that was bugging her, a lot, but not much could be helped about it. She didn't exactly want to be in the same town as the guy who was currently going on a murder spree of sorts, but it wasn't like she could easily leave and take off some place.

"Use your brains you idiot, she technically needs a guardian or something, or at least a note or something, unless you want the cops on your tail! That's just how things work, otherwise she'd likely be labelled as a runaway. That could list a whole slew of problems if you aren't careful," Jason commented, before he noticed the man in the shadows too, not the least bit surprised when Scott had raced off towards the person, whoever they were.

"Jace? What's going on?" Janelle asked, confused. She heard the commotion of sorts, and Scott saying something about what to do if he wasn't back in a few minutes. Now she was panicking slightly, trying to figure out what was going on around her, hearing the gunshot suddenly ring out. That was not something she wanted to hear, at all, and now she was just taking a few deep breaths, trying to remain calm.

"Some weirdo in the shadows popped up randomly, Scott went after the guy... The gunshot hopefully, which I am not too glad to say, was Scott getting a shot off as opposed to the random person getting a shot off," he responded, trying to figure out the best way to calm his sister. Now he was wondering if Scott was going to wander back over, race over or whatever, just you know, to prove that he isn't dead or something.