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"[color=#FFD700]Still fighting.[/color]"
"[color=#FF5757]Should have worn something more comfortable.[/color]"
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[indent] Quinn was wincing every now and then as the pain ran through her body. Her fists clenched and she could see Grace do the same. She blinked and looked at each one who spoke before she added, "[color=#FFD700]I'm a mechanic, I've had worst infections.[/color]" She stated before taking a step back the moment Taylor lit her hands on fire. She was surprised but that does not mean she was not considering it, yes it might get an infection and put her out of commission during this fight and she was absolutely not having that. But as soon as she was about to say something, Grace interjected.

"[color=#FF5757]Whoa! Hey! As much as I want to see... [i]Quinn[/i] here get burned,[/color]" Quinn then looked at Grace and sarcastically thanked her for that statement before she continued, "[color=#FF5757]Is there not anything better that could work, I mean it's not-[/color]" She then went to look at the wound and she immediately cringed at the sight of it before turning around and adding, "[color=#FF5757]Yeah, It's bad, burn it shut.[/color]" Said Grace.

"[color=#FFD700]Okay why even say anything-[/color]" She then heard Maya say that she was going back in, and Quinn being the prideful son of a bitch that she is wanted to show that she is not just some pretty goth face, she is much more than that and that she could hold her own if she wanted. Greenwoods was a fluke and she was trying to make sure it was. "[color=#FFD700]I'm coming with you. Burn it Taylor.[/color]" And that was when Izzy stepped in, from the look of her eyes and the tone of her voice, she could tell that Izzy cared, and Quinn had not felt this feeling in so long. She looked down at Izzy who had no wrapped her arms around her in a form of embrace, and since Quinn did not know what it was for a moment she kinda just stood there limp but soon ended up reciprocating the hug back. "[color=#FFD700]Thanks I-[/color]" As she felt the wound close, it stung a bit and her hug around Izzy tightened but she let go as soon as the wound was done healing. Quinn could not help but smile, there was no way she was feeling like she belong again, no... It had been so long. A family? People caring about her? The world truly is upside down and ending.

Everyone... [i]Everyone[/i] was sent flying, including Heize who could not stand his ground. Quinn flew back, landing on her upper back and completely flipping over to lie flat on her stomach. Grace was flew further since she was lighter and her head hit the an old food stand. She was knocked out right there, leaning on the food cart. Quinn raised her head to see Heize skid across the ground but get up like nothing happened, he made his way towards Quinn and was keeping her safe while she tried to pull herself together. Her vision got blurry since she landed pretty hard and was taking in her surroundings. She pushed herself up and steadied herself as she rubbed her head.

"[color=#FFD700][i]Heize... Prostatévo.[/i][/color]" She let out before she ran along side him towards Grace. She picked up a rusted metal pole, it looked like to be part of an umbrella, and held as a weapon to defend Grace. Heize was keeping most of the annoying weak fodder demons at bay as Quinn was trying to wake Grace up, "[color=#FFD700]Idiot, get up![/color]" She exclaimed, violently shaking the girl to get her to stand. "[color=#FFD700]You're having a terrible first day.[/color]" She said before getting under her arm and lifting her up with all her strength and slinging her on Heize. She grabbed the rusted pipe-pole thing and got on Heize and made her way to Izzy.

"[color=#FF5757]Jared...[/color]" Grace muttered under her breath as a clang sound was made after Quinn had just smacked a demon into an old sign. Sin raised her brow and looked at Grace before carrying on with her defensive strategy. They arrived at Izzy, she was someone she would definitely depend her life on, she looked at her and got off Heize.

"[color=#FFD700]We don't a lot of options left? Got a plan? Anything- Fuck, anything?[/color]" She asked, the small hint of panic in her voice made it clear that this was dire.
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