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[center][color=DCDC95]Location:[/color] New York City, Repair Shop
[color=DCDC95]Skills:[/color] N/A[/center]
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Verity eyed the crazed customer attempting to...what was it? Bite Gus?...as it soon set its eyes on Verity. She hadn't expected the sudden change in target as it lumbered closer to her, knocking her down. He started to bite her as Verity did her best to fend him off. She noted Gus got the customer away.

Flynn got to work real quick, knocking the man off of her and, much to her lack of sympathy or shock, crack his skull in. Verity took his proferred hand and stood up, brushing herself off. [color=DCDC95]"I'm fine. Same can't be said for our friend there."[/color] Just what the hell was this? Did this have something to do with whatever was going around?

Verity watched some horror movies in her time and this was starting to seem like one. [color=DCDC95]"We should check with Gus. If that man was sick there may be others also."[/color]