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[h2][color=#FE2160]Nyt Årud[/color][/h2]
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[b][u]Location[/u][/b]: Gotham via Amtrak.
[b][u]Interacting with[/u][/b]: [color=99ccff]Edwina[/color] - [@Morose] and Barbara Minerva//Cheetah.
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	Both of the women nodded as Edwina spoke and instructed them of his behaviors; it was better the Devil they knew than the Devil they didn’t.  Barbara grinned at the prospect of meeting the infamous Gotham bat and gave a small snicker.  “[color=yellow]No way he would look past me and think we’re anything but dangerous,[/color]” she said, looking past the scenery as the train continued whizzing by.  Soon, they would make their destination and the closer they got to it, the more she could smell the crispy-fresh bills.  “[color=yellow]Too bad we could never pay him off enough to look the other way.  Damn vigilantes.[/color]”
	Nyt leaned back into the cozy seat and looked at the opposite direction of the Cheetah.  Although she managed to grab some form of sleep, the fire inside her was burning yet.  The idea of avenging their fallen teammates still nagged at her tired soul and she wished for nothing but silence in her own head.  [i]It would be great if I could pull off this job without going crazy[/i], she thought to herself.  When the train finally slowed down to a stop, her heart didn’t race as much as she thought it would nor was she as nervous as she was before when Edwina explained his mannerisms.  Only time would tell how all of this went.
	“[color=FE2160] Let’s roll,[/color]” she said as soon as the rest of the train-goers piled out, nervously twisting a strand of her shaggy hair.