[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=00a99d]Scott Rydzynski[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/3NRrSMPL/Peaceful-Dismal-Bangeltiger-small.gif[/img][hr][b][color=00a99d]Location:[/color][/b] Pike's Place - Seattle, Washington 
[b][color=00a99d]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Isley and the Kids[/center][hr][hr]	[color=00a99d]"I can't decide which one of you two are the ugly princess,"[/color] Scott groaned, looking at Isley and Jace. [color=00a99d]"Janelle is obvious the sweet and precious one. One of you is the ugly one and the other is the dumbass - just a matter of time to know which is which,"[/color] he commented, crossing his arms. He then nodded, hearing the kids' description of the man. [color=00a99d]"Yeah, that's the asshole,"[/color] Scott confirmed with a grunt. 

	His fists tightened as Janelle confirmed that Scott had been at her place. She and Jace were identified then as being...what the fuck were they? Mutants like the comics? Just freaks? Whatever the word was, Scott knew the plot of enough movies to figure out the best case scenario was ending up locked away by scientists for study. [color=00a99d]"Look, in case you guys don't get how this works, someone figured out [i]what[/i] we are - am I the only one worried about that? If there's some fucker going around killing us, how long until [i]he[/i] shows up at your place and fucking decapitates you three? A day? A week maybe? A month?"[/color]

	He glanced around, not noticing anything suspicious. [color=00a99d]"Change of plans. We're getting out of town, [i]now[/i]."[/color]