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 [center][h1][color=e542f4]Adalene Jones[/color][/h1]
 [img]https://i.imgur.com/pxZnhMK.jpg[/img]
 [I]Location: New York, New York
 Interacting With: Emmie Adams
 Abilities being used: N/A[/I][/center]
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	Adalene stumbled for a second after being teleported, stepping down from the bench before she could fall over. She sat down, next to Emmie and asked, a bit of surprise in her voice, "[color=e542f4]Is it really safe to teleport in public like this?[/color]" She knew it was New York, and people have probably seen apparently weirder things, but somewhere like Central Park was bounded to be crawling with tourists. Tourists who, if they saw, would almost certainly ask questions, or draw more attention to them than they wanted.

	Adalene, however, did nod vigorously at Emmie's question of food. "[color=e542f4]Food. For sure.[/color]" She said. After that, the paranoid part of her thought it wouldn't be a good idea to stick around in the same place. It was still a very reasonable line of thinking to her, that if there was apparently an FBI agent connected to this, the bureau as a whole might know. Popping into existence in very public places would not be a good way to keep on the low. "[color=e542f4]I'm in the mood for Mexican, you?[/color]" She pulled out her phone, and started looking for nearby places to eat.