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[center][h1][color=e542f4]Adalene Jones[/color][/h1]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/pxZnhMK.jpg[/img]
[I]Location: Apartment, New York, New York
Interacting With: Neighbor
Abilities being used: N/A[/I][/center]
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	Adalene blinked at the girls story, and was about to open her mouth to tell her what she was saying was obviously impossible, when she decided to pop out of fucking existence. Adalene jumped back, dripping her half eaten sandwich on the floor, a gasp escaping her lips. She carefully walked over to where the girl once was, and pressed her hand through the air tentatively, as if to make sure she was really gone. "[color=e542f4]Alright...[/color]" She said, at a loss for words. The only thing she could maybe assume was that somehow, this was maybe related to her being able to turn into The Human Torch, but she had no way of knowing that for sure.

	She'd reflect on this more, if not for a sudden knock on her door. She looked towards the door, and paused for a second, unsure of who it could be. It had already been a really, really weird day so far, so she didn't know what to expect at this point. Adalene walked over to her front door, and looked through the peephole to see her neighbor waiting outside. She had a sense of relief wash over her, glad to see it was somebody she knew. As she undid the lock, and opened up to her, she gave herself a quick once over, to make sure she looked presentable after what just happened. "[color=e542f4]Hello?[/color]" She asked curiously, beckoning her in from the storm. "[color=e542f4]How can I help you?[/color]" She asked.