[hr][hr][center][h1][color=9C00FF]Jack Gold[/color][/h1][img]https://em.wattpad.com/c710e06e7be2e8cf804fcdda9a91738fe8b12f5e/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f6f7977564951515332716e3173773d3d2d3530353932363935302e313531646638653466643632636237313738343735313530363832382e676966?s=fit&w=720&h=720[/img][hr][color=9C00FF]Location:[/color] Oak Park
[color=9C00FF]Skills:[/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center]
	Jack got into the passenger seat of the car and just listened to Megan's words as she spoke fully of what exactly happened at the park. There wasn't much else he could really do at the moment, as he just sat back, thinking about her words. There was a lot that was racing through his head as he tried to think about how to potentially explain what it was that she was describing in a rational way. Unfortunately, he wasn't able to come up with a logical explanation. How do you explain someone teleporting? You can't unless the guy had some device that was super advanced that could do it, but that probably wasn't likely.

	[color=9C00FF]"...I guess if there isn't any other explanation it is entirely possible... And the only way we'll find out is by heading there. I'll tag along with you Meg, I'm more then a little bit curious as to what's going on, and what the hell even happened at the park. We'll figure this out one way or the other, and we'll find the truth, okay?"[/color] he said to her, giving her a smile before he glanced back out the window. [color=9C00FF]"Wonder what he knows about us..."[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=A36AC7]Rosalia Rider[/color][/h1][img]https://media2.giphy.com/media/l3vRofYKCYCY16cgg/source.gif[/img][hr][color=A36AC7]Location:[/color] The Streets
[color=A36AC7]Skills:[/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center]
	[color=A36AC7]"Eh, the ground isn't [i]that[/i] bad you know. It's only bad after it's rained or something like that, then it is really cold and uncomfortable. But I understand the need for a chair,"[/color] she said with a slight shrug as she leaned up against the dumpster now, petting the small puppy that she was still happily holding in her arms. This girl certainly was a bit weird in her mind. [color=A36AC7]"Eh, I only have a small place, gotta steal stuff to keep myself off the streets you know. It's small but eh, it works and is better then hanging around on the streets all day. Was done with that sort of thing years ago."[/color]

	Rosalia raised an eyebrow when she heard about that girl who annoyed her to no end from earlier. [color=A36AC7]"Why the hell would I care about what's going on with her? She's a rich prick who if she's dead in my opinion deserved it."[/color] The smell from the dumpster was not the best, and the girl there didn't smell the best either, and a thought crossed her mind, and she figured she might as well. The girl was a lot like herself, even though she hated to admit it. [color=A36AC7]"Hey listen, if you have no where to go, you can come to my apartment if you want an actual shower, though you might have to settle for crashing on the floor if you wanted to. Don't have to but you can if you want to."[/color]