The Best Kind of Villian
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Kika rubs her eyes again, listening to the conversation, “Isn’t boiled water in the air still water in the air? Or steam in this case? Humidity? Mist I guess?” She whimpers slightly, getting thirsty now.
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Kika looks back at Katherine and looks very surprised by the growl and the lowering of the knife, “Woah, girl!”
Kika goes back into the room and grabs a hoodie, cutting holes into it for the wings. She comes back and brings it to her, rubbing her eyes as she was obviously a bit tired still from just waking up.
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Kika nods and goes back into her room, “It’s not made to accommodate wings, so that might be an issue, but a fixable one!” She hold up a sharp knife, being very close to Katherine-Rose.
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Kika wakes up and looks around the room…This was not her house. She sits up in the bed and hits her head on the ceiling, “OW!” She rubs her head, feeling the floor keep moving for some reason. They were on a ship weren’t they? She opens up the door and looks around the corridor, seeing the teammates that were now awake. Kika rubs her eyes a bit as her vision starts to go to normal, “W…what? Did I miss something important? Why are we in a ship?”
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Kika stays passed out on her bed, happy to be back home after all of this time. She remembers having the worst dream…apparently she joined a resistance effort as a double agent for the OGA, witnessed the murder of many, many thugs, was held out of a car door for a while, took over driving the getaway vehicle (twice), and invited them all to her house…
She looks up and looks around, “Wow…I had the worst dream…” She looks over and hears the sounds of many people in her home. She frowns and lies back down, “Wow, I have the worst life…”
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Name: Lance Durnam
Age/Gender: 21; Male
Appearance: Dark red hair, red-brown eyes, 5 foot 7 inches tall, light-moderate weight (let’s say like 156lbs. or so). He wears a black leather jacket with many, many pockets, along with a white shirt and blue jeans.
Personality: A silent person and a lone wolf. Whenever thrown into a team, he has been known to be a good ally if he thinks they will benefit him in the long run, but will leave them behind in an instant if he can gain even more or if his life is truly in danger.
Strengths: Lockpicking, hacking, very good stamina, knows quite a bit about the stock market
Weaknesses: Hates cats, excessive greed, sort of a criminal, not strong or agile.
Cool Stuff: Is getting to NYC to escape the police.
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Kika smiles and lets everyone have a look around, “Yep! This is my place. Make yourselves at home, guys!”
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Kika just controls her breathing as she parks in an apartment parking lot in the middle of town. She opens the doors and walks out of the vehicle, waving for everyone to follow, “C’mon. We can crash at my place right now.”
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Kika keeps driving and pats Geralt on the shoulder, “Now isn’t the time…later…”
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Kika forms herself back into her normal hair and eyes, hopping over into the drivers seat and taking the driver’s wheel. She maneuvers them into a roofed highway, slowing the vehicle to normal speeds now, “We lost them…I think…”
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Lena glares at Jack and types a few more things on the datapad, “Converting power into the control systems, you should get it better soon Geralt!” The roof of the car is now closed completely, shielding the people in it.
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Lena looks back at Jack and everyone else in the back, “Calm down, Jack! We’re almost out of this and we don’t have much clothes left!” She looks forward, seeing the barriers start to form around the hover train rails, “Go go go go go!!”
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Lena pushes a button and the roof starts to close, plugging a cord from her pad to the car, typing on it repeatedly, “Pick up speed, pup!!”
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Lena looks over at Geralt, “Good, good. Pick up speed and turn left now, there’s gonna be a hover train we’re going to beat!” She looks back to Rose, “You should have took a nap with me! I feel great!!”
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Lena looks forward and nods, “Okay, take the next right!” She glances back at the others, “By the way, buckle in…don’t want to hang out of a doorway again.” She glares at Jack.