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[color=ec008c]Kylie Jean Mariner[/color]

Kylie heard footsteps. Years of Night Raid experiences had left her ears,more acute than the average individual, and the quiet Night Raid headquarters facilitates the travel of sound. Shifting out of the comfortable sofa, Kylie moved to the hallways. If she knew her comrades, she would expect them to be in the kitchen, drinking that foul liquid called coffee to boost their energy.

Kylie was right on her hunch- she saw Gwyneth in the doorway, speaking to somebody else. Kylie gave her a sweet smile. [color=ec008c]"Hey, Gwnny!"[/color] she called out to the fellow female Night Raid member. She waltzed into the kitchen, giving the shirtless Night Raid member a coy wink, and turning to Cochise. [color=ec008c]"You're a lifesaver,"[/color] she said to the newer member, taking a plate. [color=ec008c]"I thought I would starve to death here."[/color]

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