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 [center][h1][color=e542f4]Adalene Jones[/color][/h1]
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 [I]Location: Streets of New York
 Interacting With: Emmie Adams
 Abilities being used: N/A[/I][/center]
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	Adalene watched with a kind of indifference that would have seemed impossible yesterday, as Emmie waved and disappeared into thin air. "[color=e542f4]Madison it is then.[/color]" She said, and strolled out of her apartment, locking the door behind her. She sighed as she slung her purse over her shoulder, and pulled out her phone to get directions. She typed in the location, and nodded as she familiarized herself with the directions. She slipped her phone into her pocket, and started to walk. She glanced around as she walked, trying to keep her eyes out for anything weird that might happen, this was New York after all, and there was possibly a murderer on the loose. She smiled as she walked through the city, she really did love it here, crazy as it could be.

	She turned on a corner, and groaned a bit internally, it was at least another 20 minute walk. Part of her wanted to get a car, but that was an expense she really couldn't afford. She'd never change the path she decided on, but hell, the path of going from a starving artist to a thriving one was not a fun one to say the least. She didn't want to bug her father for money, that'd be demeaning for one, and while her dad put up a front of supporting her, she didn't want to push him in any way. She just sighed as she kept walking, she'd get there one day, she hoped. As for now, she just had to take it day by day, which was getting harder to do as shit like what she was in now continued to pop up.