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[h2][color=#FE2160]Nyt Årud[/color][/h2]
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[b][u]Location[/u][/b]: Rundown Motel; New York City.
[b][u]Interacting with[/u][/b]: [color=99ccff]Edwina[/color] - [@Morose].
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	Once Nyt decimated her meal, she rolled up the greasy bag into a ball and shot it from her bed, straight into the trashcan.  [color=99ccff]"I'm not sure,"[/color] Edwina said slowly, [color=99ccff]"They probably have us in the biometrics, so our best bet would be to try to alter our [i]faces[/i] but...I don't think we've got time for plastic surgery."[/color]  Nyt made a face, not liking the idea of changing her one face she had grown to love for years and years.  It also reminded her of her sister, someone who would also become a target if the Suicide Squad knew about her.  Luckily for the twins, however, her sister Din was somewhere out in space, traveling to other alien planets.  [color=99ccff]"Maybe a bit shorter? I could wear a baseball hat as well, it'd help to trick any biometrics they've got going...But honestly, the Squad is going to find us eventually,"[/color] Edwina said, sighing.
	“[color=FE2160]I really hope not.  I’d hate to be taken out by your people.  I mean - no offense, but c’mon.  I’m an Austean, with [i]powers[/i].  We don’t easily die, but I’m sure they’ll find a way to kill me,[/color]” she said slowly, easing back into the motel bed.  Her own powers had come along from the training they did have before the hit, with Nyt being able to hear miles out when she scouted an area and imagined exactly where she wanted to hear.  It had come in handy, with Nyt remembering how the sounds of Harley Quinn’s giggle pulled her out of her sleep, something that had come to haunt her dreams.
	“[color=FE2160]I’ll make sure they don’t harm us.  I don’t know how, but I’ll be damned if we don’t go down swinging,[/color]” she said, grinning at her friend sleepily.