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12/11/2015 4:34:52 PM
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[i]You see a firefight occurring just down the parking lot. A man wearing a strange mask resembling some sort of maneless lions face with his neck on fire. He wears a tan leather jacket and wears armor underneath. He holds a unique colt m1911 in his right hand and he swipes the gun firing.[/i] [i]An arced wave of energy from his telekinetic energy tunnel curves his bullet as it hits a Mafia member in the shoulder.[/i] "Tell Amari Im coming for him", he said to the downed Mafia thug.
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  • "Sis are you hearing that?" "Yes, I am" Jane replies as she continues working. "Tell me right away if anything heads my direction, we probably got about 3 minutes before a response- " "There's something different, about one of them, just hurry up" Jane arcs a brow. "Okay then.." She replies as she continues working.

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  • [i]The body lands on the roof of the car as Michael TK's it[/i]

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  • "Oh vei!" Jane jumps back in surprise as the body lands. The alarm of the car does not go off, as she has already disabled it.

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  • [i]Michael approaches the body but notices you both.[/i] "....uhhh, excuse me", he says TKing the Mafia member.

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  • ((Jeann is sitting on a fire escape overlooking everything)) [i]Poor bastard [/i]Jane thinks as she observes. She looks at the wrecked vehicle and thinks. [i]There's no way no one heard that[/i]. "Bro, we're getting out of here" She says over the intercoms before she starts sprinting away. "Gotcha" Jeann replies from the fire escape as she begins to pack up and head to her own route.

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