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[b]Raphael[/b] - [b]Location[/b]: Chris's car  - [b]Tags[/b]: Chris
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Raph had very sharp vision, even at night. He could see a rat dragging a slice of pizza down a storm drain from one hundred feet up. This made it easy to spot the obnoxious sign plastered to the top of a familiar car. Raph rolled his eyes, but banked down nevertheless. He definitely wasn't going to pass up a free, easy meal. And maybe he also enjoyed the company. A little. Not that he'd ever admit it.

He dipped below the skyline and hovered for a few wingbeats until the car stopped at a red light. Then, he dove and landed quietly beside the passengerside door. Raph folded his wings in completely, at all three joints, so he could fit. Uncomfortable, but fine for a short amount of time. The woman in the car next to them didn't seem to realize that the light had turned green, too busy gawking at the angel that had just descended and let himself into a sedan. 

He cleared his throat awkwardly after shuffling around in his seat to get comfortable. "Hey," Raph grunted towards Chris. His social skills definitely needed work. 



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[b]Location[/b]: - Startling Corvus [b]Tags[/b]: Corvus
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Movement caught Quasar's glowing, unblinking eyes. He recognized the familiar form of a friend entering the stairwell of a rooftop. Quasar moved towards him, specifically at the speed of light. From Corvus's perspective, it would appear as though the ghostly form had simply materialized right in front of him. 

"Arclight!" Quasar barked cheerfully. His voice crackled and popped as though it was being fed through an old timey radio. "I'm so glad you were nearby. I've found the base of operation of some nefarious drug runners for the Tracksuit mafia. You know, the ones who refer to everyone as their brother? I believe if we worked together, we could make short work of it." 

Quasar's face was emotionless and empty as usual, but he sounded eager.