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[center][color=DCDC95]Location:[/color] New York City, Repair Shop
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Verity didn't want to stay but there was little choice. Either this would all blow over quickly once the authoirities got control and she can make it back home or this was going to last a little bit longer and she would prefer to be around others, especially capable ones, than on her own. 

Verity made her way over to the vending machine along with Flynn, who ordered two cokes and gave one to her. She took it and cracked it open, sipping it while Flynn asked her about how she felt. Verity took a look out the window, seeing the body before the blinds closed. [color=DCDC95]"I've seen dead people before. You know, funerals, visits to the hospital, all that. It's different when you cause it, inadvertantly or not."[/color] She knew it was defense, us vs. them, but it didn't make it easier. [color=DCDC95]"You ever watch a movie, like a horror movie or disaster movie, and part of you thinks 'that'll never happen? There's no way', but another part of you is hyper-aware that there's potential there? That's where I am at currently."[/color]

Verity took a seat and took a deep breath in. She was calmer now, at least. [color=DCDC95]"Thanks again for the help back there. Sorry I was such a bitch to you earlier."[/color]