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 [center][h1][color=e542f4]Adalene Jones[/color][/h1]
 [img]https://i.imgur.com/pxZnhMK.jpg[/img]
 [I]Location: Streets of New York
 Interacting With: Emmie Adams
 Abilities being used: N/A[/I][/center]
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	Adalene tried to shield herself as the water unforgivingly covered her. She gave a small yelp, and groaned. She glared at the speedster, yelling out at him, "Asshole!" Before brushing her self as best she could, to little effect. She gave an exhale of frustration, if she wasn't in publish, she could just get her flame on to dry off, but that wasn't feasible, not surrounded by New Yorkers. Then again, in her experience, people were a lot more apathetic than you'd think, hell, you were better off shouting 'fire' than 'help' if you were in trouble. She considered this for a moment, and immediately brushed that rationalization aside, people would ignore things to a point, and she was pretty sure human torching herself was far past that point. Besides, people may end up shouting fire, she thought as she smirked to herself.

	She trudged along, just focusing on getting to her destination before the rain got too bad. She picked up her pace, hurrying through the city. She was now really looking forward to a shower, though she considered Emmy may really need one, given the fact that she was homeless. She shook her head, realizing Emmy would also probably really like to be out of the rain and somewhere warm. Well, Adalene was happy to oblige, at least for now. The long term plan was, at this point, figuring out her current predicament, and hopefully getting Emmy out of her rut. Besides that, she wasn't really sure how they'd advance. She gripped her purse a bit closer to her, as she hurried down the street, realizing she might look a bit pathetic as is, and wanted to be ready if anybody choose to take advantage of her because of that.