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A smile crept upon Neon's face. This, was so far his favourite. He'd just sprayed a dark midnight purple cage with a bright rainbow bird inside. It'd taken him about half an hour, and he was afraid he'd get caught a few times, but it had been worth it. He hung off the side of the building, watching the sunset. He took in a deep breath, and his smile grew wider. He was enjoying his freedom, even if he could still feel the pain on his back.

After a few minutes of enjoying life, he packed up and began to quickly climb down. Once hitting the top of the roof of a lower building, he looked back up at his artwork. The bird glowed under the dark and alarming cage. He stared at it for a moment, blankly, before suddenly remembering: tonight was the night. It was the night that the letter, he'd been given a week or so ago, had told him.

Securing his backpack, he began to run before the wheels popped out of the bottom of his skates; thus giving him a head start. He occasionally jumped from rooftop to rooftop, searching for the warehouse he was supposed to go to. He hoped he wasn't too late. Oh boy, what if he never found it? What if the meeting was already done? What if- 
Oh wait, no. There it was. In the darkness of the night that had quickly risen, he could see the Ratpack symbol.

He hopped/climbed down, before cautiously pushing open the door. [color=00aeef]"Hi?"[/color] his voice said, and he hated how feminine he sounded. He looked around at the others, hoping he wasn't the youngest. Some of the others intimidated him. But he'd learned not to judge based on first appearance, so he quickly shut down his own thoughts.