[center][h3][color=orange]Clara Cabello[/color] and [color=f49ac2]Alejandra Jonas[/color][/h3][/center]

[center]September 9th[/center]

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	Alejandra glanced around, scratching at her beanie. The two girls had woven into the crowd, moving from person to person to get to the front. AJ had Clara by the hand was leading the way, excusing and pardoning herself forward. She wanted to hear what was going on, and be closer to the event. Standing on the outskirts meant she might as well not even be there. It was showing her support, sure, but why not actually hear what was going on, too?

	Clara didn't think it was worth it at all. She would have much preferred to stay on the outskits. All these people around her, with no stealing allowed? It was making her claustrophobic. She stopped and turned around, her eyes scanning the faces behind her.

	AJ, who was dragging Clara by the hand, was forced to a stop. [color=f49ac2]"What is it?" [/color]She asked. Clara wrinkled her nose and shook her head.

	[color=orange]"Nothin',"[/color] Clara responded idly. For a moment there she felt like she was being watched. But there was nothing but a sea of people who hardly even noticed she existed. Anonymity. Clara loved vanishing into crowds. So why was she so on edge? Maybe it was because the last time she was in a place she didn't belong, she puked up blood. Either way, the young thief was on edge. AJ, being omniscient and all powerful, noticed this.

	[color=f49ac2]"You have to relax, Clara. We're here to pay our respects." [/color] AJ said.

	Clara shook her head, scratching the back of her neck.[color=orange] "I dunno, AJ. Maybe you're not thinkin' this through. Ain't you the one who said other people could have new powers? What if they showed up here, too? What if they find me?" [/color]

	AJ considered this and furrowed her brow.[color=f49ac2] "I don't- I don't, I don't think that'll happen. How could they know? That, look, that doesn't matter. Just chill out for a second. We're here to show solidarity."[/color]

	Clara frowned. [color=orange]"I don't feel solidarity. I feel too crowded,"[/color] Clara complained.

	AJ tsked her tongue, letting that one slide.[color=f49ac2] "We're here to show support. Lots of people lost someone, and lots of people almost lost someone, including me. You said you would do this, remember?"[/color]

	Clara rolled her eyes and then looked down at her earnest sister. [color=orange]"Yeah, I did. For you, I guess." [/color]With that, she shut up. AJ smiled and found a small clearing. Then they stood there, waiting for the event to start. Clara crossed her arms and put her weight onto one leg. AJ was right. She just needed to chill out. Nothing was going to happen. Everything would be fine. It would be rude and disrespectful to do anything other than mourn. Sighing, the young thief began, for the first time, to genuinely think about the attacks and the negative pyschological effect it had on her. Was she traumatized? Would this memorial help her heal? Clara didn't feel traumatized. The gas attack did suck, though. A lot. The worst pain she had ever felt in her life. Now imagine all the kids her age choking on that stuff, and not getting superpowers, or even waking up again. That was pretty sad. Clara wiped her right eye and cast her eyes downward, kicking at some grass growing between the concrete.