[b]Chae, Miguel, Moksha - Suburbs - Ricky[/b]

Throwing her bag over the fence before taking a few steps back for her jump, she steeled herself. It wasn't a horribly high fence; she was familiar enough with it's kind that she was fairly confident she could scramble up the obstacle unassisted. But that'd take time they didn't have. As the crowd roared for a second chance at getting a bite of one of the group, Chae gave a nod thanking their sudden benefactor, a man talented and possibly homicidal man-- a man she was just now realizing she had never gotten the name off...

All the same, she thanked him, and with a practiced spryness, she and her cat vaulted over the fence. Mid-jump, she realized something and asked the second she landed.

"Wait, how are you going to get over?"

As if answering for her, Miguel approached the man, a grim gleam in his eyes. Simultaneously pulling up his sleeve, Miguel exposed a fresh bite mark to the man and yelled to the other side, "Relax, [i]chica[/i]. He's coming over next..."

"Ohh..." Was Chae's momentary response, before an even more confused, "But wait, then how are [b]YOU[/b] getting over?"