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Maggy hissed as she was helped up by Chris, this idiot didn't know when to quit. She'd shove him away with her elbow, shaking a bit as she stood there. [color=darkmagenta]"Look idiot. I said leave me alone, I don't need your sympathy."[/color] She growled turning to leave. This was when she caught wind on some fools spouting an insult at the pair of them. She growled turning to face the stranger, being greeted with the sight of a mask wearing... Hobo, he looked like a hobo. His cloths dirty and trash covered, but hey that's just what the undercity did to some people. [color=darkmagenta]"Listen here shit-stick, if I get my hands on you you'll see what a fucking freak looks like!"[/color] She went to take a step forward to show she wasn't afraid and intended to follow through with her threat. Then a giant, bubble... A giant bubble formed in her way.

She looked over at the trash covered man from inside the bubble, this couldn't be him could it. No. That man doesn't look like he's seen soap let alone a bubble. This lead her sight to fall back onto the man with pink hair, who seemed unperturbed by the bubble that had just surrounded them. It was him who created it for sure. She responded to his question with an irritated hiss. [color=darkmagenta]"Look boy. I don't need or want your help. So just forget we ever met, we'll both be better off for it, I promise you that."[/color] She then headed for the edge of the bubble, reaching out with a hand to try and pop it, she wasn't going to stay here. Or trust some pretty-boy stranger who just happened to take interest in her. She also really needed to get to that doctor, she wasn't the biggest fan of dying to blood loss.