[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=Olive]Richard Laine[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[h1][b][i][center][color=ForestGreen]Ayita Dyrkin[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=Olive]Location[/color][/b] Sidewalk[/center]
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Ayita considered Allison's words carefully. Any chance of calling of the manhunt on mutants was a good idea to the wild woman. She had no desire to be hunted through the forest covered mountainside again. A part of her mind was also aware of the snake coiling about her arm. Richard had transformed to be less noticeable. It worried him that he was something of a liability due to a rather insidious past. But as Ayita had reminded him oft in the last few months, it wasn't as though he did not get anything out of it. Someone who could see things from a killer's standpoint had a unique set of skills. Even as her own were more focus towards the wild and nature.

Richard almost gave a groan as he could feel his sister's pleasure at the run emitting from her as they stepped from the elevator. While he did agree it was a good idea and would get them there quickly the Adder was a bit more worried if they would keep their stomachs, heads and limbs attached. Her shifting was its usual way, and Richard adjusted to give the foreleg of the dark bay mare. Even as her brother, the assassin had to admit his sister did cut a lovely picture as a mare.

Stretching her dark neck, Ayita shook the black mane out and swinged her side about while going down on one knee to better allow Allison and Charlie upon the broad back. Her breed was no small pony but nor was the shifter a Cyldesdale.  An Arabian was she. Hefting herself up to all fore legs again, Richard held fast to his tail. If he lost his grip he'd be left to eat his young sister's dust quite literally. Opening her mind up to Allison, Ayita surged forward her hooves quick to dance about panicking pedestrians. Adjusting her body to keep both the fire-boy and Seer seated as she quickly beat the ground to Allison's directions. Hurtling in a jump over a few signs when they were in the way as well as a few cars.

Soon they were in front of the office, and Ayita twisted her body as she trotted to a stop so the two could dismount quickly. Her form bobbing as she pranced in glee at the exhilarating run. Nevermind the terror of her brother as his picked himself off the cement, or that of her passengers. [color=ForestGreen]"[i]Oh, that was simply amazing! Am I not the fastest and fairest of mare and horse kin?"[/i][/color] Ayita had a sore spot and it was the fact she was a bit vain about her forms and their beauty. [color=ForestGreen][i]"Brother? You look 
 slightly ill."[/i][/color]

[color=Olive]"I left my stomach back at that 2 for 1 deal."[/color]