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Colt blinked twice. "My. Car." He breathed out. He felt sick to his stomach and he felt the rage building. Sighing, he went over to take a look at the damage.
"Now now man," Adam patted Colt's shoulder. "Youd on't wanna blow a fuse in front of the farmer's market, it's not ethical," he pointed out, though he himself was enjoying the event by his large grin.
"Colt. Colt, calm down," Aya said, walking toward him. Turning to the woman, she spoke. "Okay, what the fuck was that all about?" She said, stepping toward her.
"Oh, I'm sorry, sir!" the woman exclaimed, growing nervous from his reaction. "You see, I was working on my... string trick, and it was a total accident," she then nervously laughed. When Colt looked at the car, he would find a long, thin scratch alongside the front door.
"You sure about that?" Aya said, noting Winnie levitating the foil. "Cause you're juggling that thing pretty deliberately."
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"We aren't going to kill you. We made no mistakes about you not being an ally in the first place," Rose said, sitting in a seat inside of the house, right in front of Drew. "What I am very surprised about is that we found you here of all places. You're a tough boy to locate, you know."
"Right," Aya said, raising an eyebrow. "Well look, you're gonna have to be more careful when you're near cars," in the past, she would've lit up at this sort of situation, but she was much more calm nowadays. "And keep that thing in your hand. Or above your hand. How the hell are you even doing that?"
Winnie quickly glanced down at the tin floating in her hand. It suddenly dropped into her palm upon hearing Aya's comment. Letting out a forced laugh, she said, "See? Wicked skills."
"You could say that was my master's doing." He sighed. "He makes my abilities to cover up aura's and presences seem like child's play"
Drew got up from his chair, and walked by a nearby window, looking out into the distance at noting in particular.
"So many questions are swirling in my mind though." he said. "Like how long you've known i've been here? Are the higher ups trying to watch us now as we speak? If Null will resort to force to have me rejoin their ranks? Tedious bullshit such as that." He then looked at Rose.
"While i acknowledge the purity of your intensions, Rose." He said, now looking Rose dead in the eyes. "I cannot verify the intensions of your superiors. Whether they truly care for their soldiers, or see us as mere pawns to used and tossed away i still don't know. But the mere idea does nothing but disgust me to my core."
Drew sat back into his chair and crossed his arms.
"You still haven't told me why your here or what you want from me." He said slightly annoyed.
Colt didn't notice or care about the nature of the girl's ability. He was way more concerned with his car. Plus Adam he crossed the line. Colt spun around and kicked him towards the window with way more than enough force to send him through. Colt knew that Adam would probably warp away before shattering through the glass. He didn't particularly care as he was now running his fingers over the scratch. He'd have to put some work in to salvage the paint job.
"Anyways," Adam scratched the back of his head, making his way over to Aya carefully, limping slightly after taking Colt's kicka nd having to warp away from crashing against a wall or a window.. "Careful with that can and those tricks."
"No kidding," she said, looking to Adam. "Stop drawing attention, Adam," she ground out, looking back to Winnie.
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After a few shots, Sayloren appeared in the line of fire. The next bullet would have gone where her stomach was, phasing through the girl. "Oh shit! You shot me, bro! What the fuck, man?! My baby shot me down...!!" Sayloren said, making mocking gagging sounds as she melodramatically fell to her knees. Then, she 'hit' the ground. "Bang... bang..." she breathed out.
Sky froze as Sayloren suddenly appeared, only to realize that the ghost was messing with her. "God fucking damnit, Birdie.." she growled under her breath, hands trembling as she closed her eyes. Sighing, she aimed at one of the targets, pulling the trigger after a moment of hesitation. The bullet buried itself in the dead center of the bullseye, as she opened her eyes. Sky lowered the rifle, unable to stop her unsteady arms from quivering.
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