[center][h1][color=hotpink]JD Mason[/color][/h1]

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[b]Location:[/b] The Party

[b]Interacting With:[/b] Riley [@Nallore][/center]

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[center]JD laughed as Riley made a comment about her dancing in the window earlier that day. She brushed a strange of her chocolate brown hair behind her ear as a wide, angelic smile crossed her lips. [color=hotpink]”Like the song says, if you got it, flaunt it”[/color] She giggled before having another sip from her JD and Coke. The air of danger had begun to lift as people began to enjoy themselves. The memories of the past fading into the fumes from a nearby building unit that was being renovated and converted into a new, more modern complex to rival the Boston Heights.

All semblance of normality that sat in Jess’s mind was eradicated in an instant as something crashed into a nearby table, something big. The music stopped and there was fleeting moment of thin silence before a blood curdling woman’s scream broke through and pulled everyone at the party into a new and dark terror. JD covered her mouth as she gazed upon a corpse for only the second time in her life. Her parents would never allow her to go to family member’s funeral, they did not want Jessica to lose her innocence so early in life. 

The first time she had seen a corpse was only the other month, when she first arrived in Justice, California. She had heard stories of this town, how physically it was lost in time, somewhere between the 80’s and the 90’s with a mixture of neon eyesores and Gothic horrors, it was a real life Gotham City, all it needed was a Batman. She had heard how this city had been built over the very roots of evil and that even the Earth beneath their feet was like poison to the soul, corrupting those who dare walk its paths. She couldn’t understand why Peyton wanted to come here. She knew she was doing for a job but had she known the risks would she still have gone? Jess didn’t know as Peyton’s was the first corpse she saw in Justice, bullet hole in her head, a clean, precise shot, the rest of her beyond beautiful face untouched by the ravage of steel.

JD hadn’t known much about Danica, she was one of the more private residents. Her knowledge of the now deceased girl was limited to what was on her social media’s and the like. Her eyes darted to the line-up of reporters that were about to flood the courtyard. Two suicides, same apartments…there had to be a connection. There just had to be. She needed to find Professor Robert Gerard and she needed to find him 
now.

[color=hotpink]”Shit”[/color][/center]

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[center][h1][color=red]Cameron White[/color][/h1]

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[b]Location:[/b] The Rose Building

[b]Interacting With:[/b] Ned Stark Lookalike[/center]

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[center]Cameron threw himself into a sliding tackle, placing his foot deep into the back of the man’s knee and bringing him down to the floor with him. The two were back to their feet in seconds and matching each other blow for blow with neither landing a strike. The two dark silhouettes, illuminated only the large pink neon light shining in from the outside window seemed locked in a stalemate of blocked blows that sounded like a raging storm. The Man finally landed the first strike, an elbow to the jaw.  Thrown into a wall, Cam caught the man’s leg and rushed forward, sending both tumbling back down the stairs to the ground floor. Pinning his unwanted guest to the ground, the mighty chef’s large left hand came crashing down against the weathered face of his opponent. A nearby vase was soon broken across the back of Cam’s head forcing him to roll to the other side of the floor. Pulling Mr White to his feet, the Man grabbed his face and smiled that Cheshire smile again.

[color=silver]“Always be mindful of your surroundings son, you never did get that. Remember, if you’re going to fight like lightning, you’re going to crash like thunder”[/color]

Slamming Cameron’s head against the window sill and opening up a wound, The Man laughed before glancing out of the window just in time to see Danica’s body crash.

[color=silver]“The fuck did you do? Bollocks”[/color] Hurrying out of the Rose Building the back way, the Man slipped into the night as Cameron began to stir from unconsciousness.[/center]