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[i_robert_capa]

Robert Capa is drenched to the bone and smouldering. He was out walking on the streets of Chicago when he accidently burst into flames. The stress of the CLF business and his own determination to keep practicing his ability has worn him down. It was an accident. But the people on the street freaked out anyway. In the panic, someone set off a fire

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[fellfrommyheart]

Dylan's hunched up, shoulders and wings tense and head slightly lowered as she cautiously moves forward. The animal seems mildly disorientated, it wonders where it's pack has gone and doesn't understand the smells of the city. It paws at the ground before staring at an approaching angel. Probably only one thought has come to mind. Food.

However, the sound of a voice makes the archangel freeze up. She turns her head to the side and actually stares for a good five seconds. It's Wanderer Boy. And he's clinging to the freaking wall. She'd sussed out he was weird and he'd explained it, but that's just... weird.

Dylan grins finally and waves her machete in greeting, "No.. no.. I-" there's a roar. She turns her head to find not one Sabretooth tiger. But three. Where the hell did those two come from? "Oh, get lost Chicago. Get. Um. Lost!"

Holding her machete tighter in her hand, she nods. "Um, like... knock yourself like, out, Wanderer Boy," she calls cheerily before dashing out the way of a charging overgrown cat. Letting the first one past, she dives forward to the second one and hacks a hind leg off with a speedy swipe.