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[@Kirah][@Kuro][@Theyra][@Trainerblue192][@ArticBeaver][@PatientBean]
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[@Kirah] The receptionist a younger guy maybe a year or two younger than Mandy was he looked at Mandy and nodded after reading the note, he took out his own phone and typed showing her. "We'll do a check." The note said as he wondered off and went to grab a microchip scanner from the other room, and started to do a scan. All the while the little guy was purring and gently kneading Mandy's arm, the scan came up with nothing. The receptionist then took out his phone and typed down. "There isn't a chip on the little guy, do you want us to take him in for you?" He then showed her the screen. 

[@Theyra] When Isaac turned on the TV it was tuned into one of the local news stations, it showed a woman reporter that was standing outside of a local coffee shop not to far. "Breaking news we are currently near an active scene where apparently a guy stumbled into the shop, one of the people on the scene told us he had been bitten by someone." The reporter said, as she gestured towards what was going on just as the man who was on the stretcher started to attack one of the cops and then a few gunshots had gone off before it suddenly cut to the news room. "Sorry for the sudden cut, we'll try and get in contact with our reporter and learn more of this developing story after these messages." They said as it quickly went to commcercials.

[@PatientBean] Verity would get a message back fairly quickly the email saying. "Great if you are free sometime tomorrow we can set it up looking forward to the interview, we'll have someone contact your assistant with further details and coordinate from there." Was all that the email said, a few minutes later Trudy came in poking her head into Verity's office. "Hey boss, the tow company is here if you want to meet them down there and talk to them." She said told her before going back to her desk.

[@Kuro] The woman gave Kali a friendly smile as she started to talk more about her job and she started to calm down a little bit more she actually had been there once before. "I've actually been there once before their food is really good. Maybe after my appointment i'll stop by and order something." The woman said as she gently rubbed her pregnant belly, Kali would then get a text from Jeffery. 

"Once you get here if you could get the dining room set up that would be great Isaac should be in shortly as well to." Was what the text said, it didn't take to much longer until the train came to a stop at Kali's stop, the woman then got up looking at her. "Thanks again for the help, hopefully i'll see you later." The woman said as she started to get off the same stop as well to.

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[center][h1][color=6A5ACD]Kaitlyn Carver[/color][/h1]
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[i]Location: NYC, School Hallway.
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Hannah rolled her eyes slightly towards Hermes, she knew that it was actually true she had an aunt who died due to years of smoking and got diagnosed with lung cancer a few years back. "In a few years you'll be like Ned Gerblanski from South Park." She teased him once more though it was so that only he could hear her. Mr. Cross was sitting at his desk doing some roll call, eventually getting to Hermes. "Hermes di Angelo, and Hannah Bishop are you two here?" He called out, which Hannah raised her hand. "Here".

Kaitlyn turned to look at Hermes and smiled slightly and shook her head slightly. [color=6A5ACD]"No but I wished that I was then i'd be a millionaire."[/color] She said jokingly as she answered a few more questions about herself for those that wanted to know her, and told the class what she'd be doing. [color=6A5ACD]"If anyone needs any private tutoring or anything as well to, please don't hesitate to ask."[/color] She told the class, Hannah seemed to be interested in it, she did struggle sometimes in her other subjects. Then a few minutes later the bell would go off, signaling that First Period was about to start.

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[center][h1][color=8FBC8F]Flynn Price[/color][/h1]
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Flynn watched in horror as the injured victim shambled his way over towards the officer, who had fired off several more shots at him before tackling the officer to the ground, then he proceeded to take a chunk out of the officer's throat. Flynn didn't really like officers at all really as he looked at Becker for a moment asking for him to help out. [color=8FBC8F]"Right."[/color] Flynn said as he quickly got out and watched as he noticed a reporter and camera man on the scene. [color=8FBC8F]"Make sure that they are away."[/color] Flynn said as he started to run towards his friend's tow truck, his friend John was sitting in the cab of the truck and locked it. He rolled his eyes slightly as he quickly climbed onto the bed of the truck, and towards his wrecked bike, he pulled out his crossbow that he normally used for hunting.

Flynn fired off an arrow which he missed, he then pulled back and started to reload once more using the top of the truck cab as a makeshift stand to steady his aim. He fired off another shot, this time managing to take the guy down as the crossbow bolt lodged into his eye instantly dropping. With the threat neutralized Dave quickly ran towards the newest victim and started to try and treat him, as blood started to pool around the new victim, the officer ended up bleeding out due to the blood loss. The other officers on the scene quickly tried to get as many people out of the area as quickly as possible, one of the officers quickly drew his gun and aimed it at Flynn. "Drop it!" He yelled as Flynn looked at the officer with an annoyed look but complied as he stepped away from his bow and climbed down holding his hands up.