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[center][h1][color=fff200]Claire Winters [/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Her home, New York City, New York
Interacting With: Trevor the GeneticLab Annoyance.[@Nallore][/I][/center]
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	[color=fff200]“Yeah could happen, may happen, but at least it's not going to be pushing it on purpose.”[/color] Claire stated indifferently. As good and maybe as innocent as his intentions seemed, Claire had an innate distrust towards him for some reason. That or it was the lack of sleep, her grumpyness and the lack of coffee that were speaking it could be a combination of all of those.

	[color=fff200]“Probably a good idea indeed.”[/color] She said as she escorted him to the front door and closed it behind him, locking it up real good before heading to pick up her gun and returning to bed with the gun  at an arm's reach. She just didn't feel like leaving herself unarmed was a good idea from now on. Might be a good thing to invest in better security... or a cat. A kitty would be fine. It'd be nice to have someone waiting for her when she comes back home. And it'd give her ample opportunity to chill like an evil mastermind on the armchair with a cat in her lap. She took a piece of paper and scribbled [color=c4df9b][i]' If you are a phantom visitor because of powers bugger off, I want to sleep.'[/i][/color] She placed it on the nightstand and hopped into the bed, thinking about the kitty idea. Yeah it sounded like a plan, but by the time she finalized said plan she was already in the land of sleep again.

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[center][h1][color=c4df9b]Amelia Payne[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Riley's car, Los Angeles, California
Interacting With: Riley[@Nallore][/I][/center]
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	Amelia burst into a muffled laughter when Riley said she'd make a great Thor if she puts on a beard. As an artist she quickly imagined herself with a beard and the visual of it was just so funny she couldn't help herself, but laugh. It took her a good minute before she got her laughing under control and somehow stopped herself from pulled a sketchbook to draw herself with a beard because of how absurd she found the idea.

	The girl listened with great curiosity as Riley spoke about her hobbies. Wanting to create your art only for yourself was a normal thing to do. Amelia herself sometimes drew pictures she never showed anyone because she didn't want to. They were hers only, but she guessed someone like Riley who was famous for their music will have it worse. When the talk got to her family though, Amelia felt a little weird.[color=c4df9b]” Ehh no... no siblings. Grew up with my uncle and he got two sons, but me and them don't get along well. He's a good man, but my cousins are douches... I think they thought I was intruding into the family or something.”[/color] She added carefully, thinking about it. It was unnerving how bad she and her cousins got along and since she was quiet girl and didn't rat them out they just pestered her to no end.