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[h2][color=#FE2160]Nyt Årud[/color][/h2]
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[b][u]Location[/u][/b]: Subway.
[b][u]Interacting with[/u][/b]: [color=99ccff]Edwina[/color] - [@Morose].
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	Nyt was in the middle of relaxing with Edwina against the wall of their second train when her ears faintly detected the sounds of a helicopter flying much too close to their train.  She hoped, more than anything, it was for some other criminal, and not the girls who just robbed a bank because the Joker wanted them to.  Once the three resounding booms woke her right up, she knew in her hearts that someone had come for them, and her heart worked quickly to try to figure out who it could be: Batman, Joker, or the dreaded Amanda Wallace…
	When Edwina and her ran to safety outside of the subway, the sky was the most colorful it had been since she crash-landed all those years ago.  The smell of it had already wafted into their noses and Nyt looked around to see if there was a safe area to stash their crispy fresh cash.  She motioned with her head to Edwina to follow her, against the walls of the buildings as she kept her eye on the helicopter.  She tried to keep a low profile, long enough to find a small opening for the sewage drains and threw her two bags in.
	“[color=FE2160]We’re gonna have to drop these for now and hope to God we can return for them later,[/color]” she quickly told Edwina.  Looking back to the sky, she could see the helicopter now following them, and she knew full well they were spotted.  “[color=FE2160]We’ll run into another drainage and travel that way.  I think whoever is in the helicopter is going to think twice about the stench,[/color]” she said out loud, hoping she was right.