Since going back to her room at the hotel probably wasn't the best idea after the detention raid, Isabel and some of the others had made there way to one of the safe spots in the warehouse district. It seemed the best place to lay low for the time being.
Since people still needed food, Isabel made a call to a sympathetic barista at the Perk and
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So shortly after sunrise the Spoiler slipped into the building with a couple of bags slung over one shoulder.
She dumped out the contents of the bag: a bunch of takeout containers from various restaurants around town. It wasn't anything too fancy: chow mein, some plain cheeseburgers, cans of soda, and a few other moddable fast food things. "It's not exactly piping hot, but I thought this might help."
[OOC: Forgot to mention it earlier, but like the normal universe Steph's Spoiler identity shouldn't be common knowledge. If you think your character might know, shoot me an email and we can figure it out.]
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"Just call me Santa Claus. Or Robin Hood. Santa Hood? I know a few people who were happy to contribute to the cause. So I called in a few favors."
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"Yeah for favors. I have a feeling a lot of people are on our side, even if they can't show it."
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Later, Robin had snuck back into town to get the lay of the land.
Today he was doing what he could to help out, including bringing Billy's stash of medical supplies.
So here he was, two skateboards full of bags of moddable supplies.
And of course, his guitar.
"Everyone okay?"
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"Caffeine?" Her voice was soft because she was still expecting that she was going to wake up and be back in her prison with weird oatmeal and other cold stuff.
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"That will be a definite change," Phoebe said as she reached for one of the bagels. "Gods, these smell wonderful."
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Her sense of humor was starting to return.
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