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[color=b71d5d]Location:[/color] The street outside George Washington University's Lisner Auditorium
[color=b71d5d]Skills:[/color] Mixed martial arts & Electrokinsis 
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Well, that sealed it. The group sitting behind Andy were mutants, which made the knots in her stomach lessen just a little bit. That didn't last long. When she exited the auditorium, there were cops, as the stabby guy went after the green-haired girl, one of the people who had been sitting behind her protected the girl. 

A moment of debate happened in Andy's mind. On one side was Ash's voice telling her to help the mutants. The other was Jamie telling her to pick her battles. She decided she was joining this fight. Purifiers were hurting a girl, a mutant girl, and she hated Purifiers. The debate was over. Andy took a quick drink from her coffee and then set it down and put what was left of her muffin in her jacket pocket. 

Andy dashed forward to be near the girl who was bleeding out. There wasn't anything she could do to stop that, but she could at least try to get the Purifiers off of her. She punched one, letting her electrical power course through her arm. The guy dropped to the ground. She didn't know if he was dead or just unconscious. Part of her didn't care. 

She turned and punched the next Purifier. Her electricity didn't give its usual crackle. The Purifier backhanded Andy with their gun; she winced in pain. Andy was frustrated in herself and imagining Jamie's voice scolding her for missing the opening that she had given the Purifier. He also would have scolded her for going into a fight outnumbered. Andy didn't care. Jamie was dead and gone, and the voice was just her trying to rationalize it all. She punched the Purifier again. This time her electricity did its job, and the Purifier dropped to the ground, joining their buddy. 

Andy didn't care if both of them were dead. [color=b71d5d]"Next?"[/color] She asked, turning to another Purifier. Anger and electricity were coursing through her, and she was ready to fight as many of these as it took. What her end goal was she couldn't say. Maybe she was ready to join her adoptive parents, or maybe she would kill every last Purifier in the world.