[center][h3][color=ed1c24]Cheral Castella[/color][/h3] 
[b]Location: East City[/b][/center]
[b]Interactions:[/b] [@Eviledd1984]
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Cheral was just about to flag down a taxi when she had a rather rude fall.  She had just started to raise her hand to get the taxi's attention when she crashed into someone and landed on her butt.

[color=ed1c24]"Ouch, sorry about that, guess I should look where I'm going."[/color]  Cheral apologized but soon enough the blue skinned individual who ran into her was already on his feet and offering her a hand.

[color=00aeef]"I'm so sorry I was not focused on where I was walking."[/color]  The alien said as he extended his hand out to her.  Cheral quickly took up his offer and before she knew it, the man had lifted her back on her feet.  She was slightly surprised to see someone with blue skin, but when you lived in a city full of beastmen and the occasional dinosaur it wasn't that far out there.

[color=ed1c24]"Well I don't think my butt got too dirty so I think you're safe."[/color]  Cheral winked and looked down for a second at where her posterior had been planted, there was a bit of spit nearby, it had been a rather close call.  Thanking her lucky stars she then turned back to the person who had knocked her down.  [color=ed1c24]"Certainly not a skin-tone you see everyday, did you perhaps dye it?"[/color]  Cheral couldn't help but ask, as her previous thoughts of retrieving her wallet were knocked out of her head on impact.

As she waited for a answer however a somewhat rough looking 'pack' of people showed up around them.  A tall individual with jagged looking teeth and an evil eye butting in on the conversation.

"Say pretty lady, I'm pretty sure our boss would love to have an honest chat with ya."  The nasty man and several goons closed in on them.  Cheral felt herself start to sweat a little when she recognized the tattoos on some of the goons necks, they were pledged to the Macaron family, a rival mafia group.  Sure she could hold her own in a fight but without her power suit she felt a little vulnerable.

[color=ed1c24]"Ya I'm sure Don Macaron would like to have a nice long chat without any of my family around."[/color]  Cheral looked around trying to find an avenue of escape, sure she could just fly but if they could too, it wouldn't be the best idea.  Also she had blue stuck in the middle of a 'family' feud while she tried to keep her distance from the mafia members.  [color=ed1c24]"Sorry about this Blue, I'm sure they wouldn't mind if you just skedaddled along."[/color]

The thugs sneered at the blue man.  "Heh, sure we can let the blue man go, if you come along with us quietly, wouldn't want to alert the cops after all."

Cheral sighed, of course they would be the low-brow types who thought they could easily threaten her by taking a hostage.  No doubt they were looking for a fast promotion in the Macaron Family and felt that kidnapping a rival's daughter would be just such a ticket.  Sure she didn't want to random fellow getting hurt on her account but as the daughter of a Don, she had to look after herself first or her family might go to war and then East City would be hurting quite a bit.  [color=ed1c24]"I hope you can fight Blue cause looks like I'm going to have to fight and I can't protect you while doing it!"
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"So it is going to be a fight, heh, gonna have to make this a quick one as we're a little exposed here.  I'll just have to go all out right from the start."  The talker then started to growl as his body mass expanded, fur grew all over his body and his face elongated into a wolf's snout.

[color=ed1c24]"Crap, of course one of them would be a werewolf."[/color]  Cheral was a lot more nervous now, while she could probably still beat them, a werewolf had those nasty claws to slash with so she was going to have to be extra careful.  [color=ed1c24][i]"Training don't fail me now..."[/i][/color]  She thought as the werewolf and three other human thugs closed in.