[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: Comic Shop, Millennium Plaza
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]
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[color=MediumSpringGreen]“Thanks.”[/color] James gratefully accepted the helping hand and grabbed his sandwich. He really needed to learn to keep his nose out of other people’s business. [color=MediumspringGreen]“We gotta move fast. Someone triggered an alarm at a store down a ways and a few cops were already on scene.”[/color] He looked bewildered at the man’s choice to steal on top of whatever hot water they were already in. Why add- 

Oh. His train of thought froze as a bewilderingly large top hat popping into place around her head. He stared at it for a few moments before snapping his jaw shut and taking off after the other guy. The whole ordeal reminded him of a Looney Tunes cartoon. [color=MediumSpringGreen]“So what's your deal then? You mimic cartoons or something? Can you do the whole anvil dropping for the sky kinda thing too?”[/color] His body felt sore and a little heavy, still recovering from helping the girl-Sunshine?- get back up. He would be feeling this in the morning alright.