[hr][hr][center][h1][color=99ccff]Edwina Fairfax[/color][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9mqw2qvvo1qa601io1_r1_250.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]
Location: Subway
Interacting With: [@Din] Nyt[/center][hr][hr]Edwina chuckled a bit, realizing how much Nyt hated the outfit. The more she thought about it, the more she chuckled, to the extent she could hardly breathe. Out of every problem facing them, the most stressful one was a fashion emergency. She wiped a tear from her eye, thinking of the absurdity of their existence. They were heroes, forced to act like criminals in order to keep criminals, under the order of heroes, from killing them. It was more than a cosmic joke--it was practically a cosmic acid trip. 

[color=99ccff]"We'll get you some new clothes, promise,"[/color] Edwina teased. [color=99ccff]"More polka dots this time? I hear they compliment stripes rather well."[/color] Letting herself relax for a moment, Edwina leaned up against the wall of the train, letting her eyes close. The train took them closer and closer to the middle of the city, and she felt the first moment of calm since they had been on the run. Things were finally starting to go their way, until....

[i]BOOM.

BOOM.

BOOM.[/i]

The train shook, the lights flickering off. Everyone aboard quickly fell into the frenzy and hysteria of a mob, pressing for the exits. Edwina, able to see when others couldn't, quickly located the door and got herself and Nyt to safety. As they gazed up towards the sky, they would see the large mushroom clouds, a sickly pink and green looking gas. It may have been their imagination, but a familiar helicopter was up in the sky as well. 

Amanda Waller's, to be precise.

[color=99ccff]"They found us,"[/color] Edwina whispered in dismay. [color=99ccff]"They're here."[/color]