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[b]Adamine[/b]

Adamine glances back at her dead twin then back to Jarvis "a funeral, right, yes" she pulls her cloak around her closely and drops her head so herhood could cover more of her face, she had always been bad at communicating with people, her social anxiety messed with her pretty hard. Pulling herself from her thoughts Adamine sighs deeply and looks at Jarvis [color=0072bc] "So you're like the second in command of Phoenix Wing right? That's gotta be pretty cool"[/color].





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Emory

Sitting on the hotel room bed Emory quickly pulled on his shoes, he was now late to the games, he knew he was, why'd he always sleep for so long, his powers always left him exhausted at the end of the day. Stretching with a yawn Emory leaps upwards from the bed and jogs out the door, accidentally slamming it behind him he flinches and looks around hoping no one saw, there was hardly anyone around, they were all at the games probably. Emory jogged down the street headed toward the stadium, stopping only shortly to get warmed bun smothered in honey. Emory could see the gates down the road ahead of him and with a grin he teleports there, standing just inside the gates he turns and jogs up into the stands.
Stopping at the rail he looks down wondering what was going on.