[h1][color=red]Miriam Grant[/color][/h1]
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Miriam heard Jared's response but could and did not respond, rather she slowed, reforming mid air to land on a roof top. She fell to the floor of the roof, her inertia keeping her moving forward as she hit the ceiling heels first. She leaned backwards into her landing to keep herself from toppling forwards. Her arms came out to balance herself as she came to a stop, and she snapped up to her full height once again. She turned to look at the one who had decided to come with, her orange eyes following his movements. He was fast. Faster than her over a long distance at least. She waved one of her arms in the air in an attempt to get him to land with her, or on a neighboring rooftop.

"Hey twinkletoes! Quick blowing the sky and land!"

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[h2][color=red]Henry Olin[/color][/h2]
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Henry groaned, wiping his maw with his forearm. He shook his head and put his hand on the side of his head that the Aggressor had struck with the lead pipe. Normally after he ate he would be back on his feet good as new, but it felt slowed this time, as if he had taken the blow a day or so ago rather than just the time of. He shook his head an attempted to ignore the pain as he staggered to his feet. He had eaten most of the aggressors he had just killed, but there was still some of the bodies left. Parts of the legs and arms and other parts that weren't as sought after, at least not in animals he was used to hunting. Parts like the skull if you get get through it, throat, torso and thighs... those were the good parts. He shook his body for a moment and did a small hop to try and get his blood flowing more. He looked over to the larger corpse he had just fed from and noticed that it's hand was still clenched around it's weapon, which had previously been used on him. It was what looked like a lead pipe, about two feet long. Not exactly the kind of thing you'd expect for someone Henry's size to use as a weapon but it was something.

He leaned down, groaning more because his head throbbed from the earlier strike, but picked up the weapon anyway. It was a bit heavier than he expected, but easily within the realms of his use. He smelt the corpses, taking in the aggressor's scents as to discern potential prey items from the other disinteresting creatures that lived in this plane. He turned around and noticed that there were still a few denizens watching him. He stood still for a second, watching to see how they would react, if they would attack like how the aggressors had or not.

There was a moment of silence, and seeing as that they were not threats, Henry slowly backed away to the end of the alley and into the street it connected to. The denizens grabbed what was left of the bodies and pulled them away into the crowd and out of his line of sight. He rubbed the small bump growing on his head again, and continued a slow pace down the street. Not too far away however, there was a bright flash, then a crack and some shouting about someone who was a scuba girl. He picked up his pace and followed the street down to where the noise was coming from. Another step forward and he was at figurative gunpoint. At literal electrical point. "Dont shoot, it's Henry." he said, raising his hands. "I came running when i heard the screeching and the shouting. And the lightning." he said, looking over Julian to the corpses that he had created. One was blackened and cooked and the other was... still fresh. Both were still good though. At least to him.

"You gonna eat that?" Henry said rhetorically, nodding over to the corpses. One of his biggest weaknesses was that he was always hungry. At least in REM form. His hunger was ever present in Nexus form as well, it seemed. He slid past Julian and moved the blackened corpse to get at what was left of the Denizen. Henry had no reservation for their lives, it seemed. Seeing them more as prey or a food source. He placed the lead pipe on the ground and began tearing into the body. He stopped in between bites to speak. "I heard you say something like... scuba girl. Are you looking for someone? I could track them."