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Aden cringed away from the surge of violence and general... upset, that struck several members of the group suddenly, but finding the man (kid really) he'd been looking for kept him from disappearing. These people were like him, or he assumed they were given they were traveling together even if he hadn't seen all of them use any magic.

They didn't seem to be in a position to hold any introductory talks, so Aden just nodded a greeting and fell in at the edges of the group. One of the girl's losing her mind was swiftly dealt with through a show of force, which he was quick to take note of. The hierarchy here seemed to be led by violence. He took a more defensive, hostile stance, eyeing those nearby in case they thought they'd try and make him their bitch. Aden answered to no one, especially not a bunch of jacked up kids with superhero complexes. He'd see how things ran, for now, but he was already devising a plan of attack in case he needed to escape. Or take control.

First impressions are killer.

He adjusted his sunglasses, which would have been a subtle threat if anyone had been aware of his abilities, but otherwise made no move to interfere with the group dynamic. They could sort themselves out, and then they'd get on their way, and then he could decide if these were really the kind of people he wanted to involve himself with.

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