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[center][h1][color=#cdb7b5]Rose Buckner[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Motorcycle, city streets -> Trail head
Skills: N/A[/I][/center]
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Once Sierra was on, and her helmet secured. Rose drove away from the diner. It felt good. The rumble of the bike and the air pressing against her. She had her helmet on so there was no wind in her hair, but she could imagine it. She drove past the park and seeing the cop cars kept going. There wasn't anything there for them anyway anymore. Rose could cut through the traffic and took advantage of the ability. Though since they were on a motorcycle there was no talking.  

Arriving at the trailhead Rose parked the bike and killed the engine. She removed her helmet and fixed her head grinning the whole time. She picked up the conversation from there. [color=#cdb7b5]"I think I went to the orphanage, but only for help with the legality of getting my parents to adopt me. And good point with the powers stuff."[/color] There were a lot of options to choose from, and Merlin hadn't been very forthcoming. Not that he had had a lot of time. Rose pulled her backpack out of the saddlebag and locked up the helmets. Nothing had ever been stolen from her bike, but it didn't hurt to be cautious. [color=#cdb7b5]"Do you remember any of the other kids that were there? They might be from..."[/color] She waved her hand [color=#cdb7b5]"You know where."[/color]


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[center][h1][color=#bf85f2]Colby Jackson[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Chinese Restaurant
Skills: N/A[/I][/center]
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Colby looked at Matthew indigently when he stole a piece of pork. He didn't say anything. Instead, he stole a piece of chicken off Matt's plate. He was thankful when Tink said they could take their cats. Though Colby wasn't certain how well his cat would fair in the magic world. He munched on his food and took a swig of water. Matthew was right, this might be his last meal in Kansas. Something about that didn't bother him. He was actually happy about that. 

Colby would, of course, call his folks when he went to pack up. He had to say goodbye. Even as much as they had pissed him off over the years they had adopted him. Heck if they hadn't he might be like Matthew...Or maybe he and Matthew would have been friends earlier in life. They would have been at the same place. How odd, life could be so different from one choice. 

[color=#bf85f2]"Well you know me pretty well already."[/color] He said to Matthew. [color=#bf85f2]"How about you two? What do you like to do? What's your cat's name?"[/color] He got right to the important part, the cat.