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Dallas was sitting cross legged on the roof of an abandoned car while Erik was leading most of the girls on a scavenger hunt. The whole team had been walking, running, and fighting for what felt like hours. His feet were close to blistering, and Dallas could feel his toes cramping inside his boots. He was seriously contemplating taking a nap in the driver's seat of this sedan. 

With nothing to do but recuperate, Dallas explored his jacket pockets for something to kill time with. He still had that book of magic tricks he brought with him. That might be interesting. Dallas felt his fingers brush against something he didn't recognize. It was small and thin. He retrieved it and his eyebrow raised in bemusement. [color=darkorange][i]I still had this thing...?[/i][/color]

It was an old candy cigarette. Dallas forgot he even had it on his person. Erik shared it with him not long after he showed up to the Crow's Nest. During one of her many forays into the city, Akaia had apparently found a retro candy store. Dallas remembered them marking that spot with a much bigger circle than usual... 

Dallas turned the plastic wrapped confection between his fingers. It was most certainly a confectionery, but it looked disturbingly like the real thing. It even had the brown filter tip. Dallas pulled the thin plastic off and, without reservation, held the candy stick between his lips. Right away, he could taste the chalky sugar. There was also something else inside. Powdered candy? Dallas seldom ate sweets so he had a hard time describing the artificial flavor. It was citrusy though. As he chewed on the fake cigarette, Dallas childishly blew the powdered candy out the other end. The sweet cloud hung in the air for a brief moment before being dispersed by the wind.

Dallas saw Cerise and Akaia exiting the building and spat the candy out. [color=#DE3163]“Hey everyone! We found a pretty good place to scavenge for stuff! Go ahead and check it out if you want, Lys and Erik are inside!”[/color] Cerise happily waved at everyone. Dallas uncrossed his legs and slid off the roof of the car. When his feet touched the ground, he suddenly felt an uncomfortable yet familiar sensation creep through his body. Dallas shook his head and called out to the others. 

[color=darkorange]"Actually, I need a bathroom break. I'll be right back."[/color]

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The alleyway Dallas chose was a sizeable distance away from the group. He didn't want to disturb anyone's peace of mind with the sound of a man relieving himself. It was filthy as expected, with discarded trash and rumble lying everywhere. The fire escape stairs overhead were mangled and the alley smelled like a dead cat. Dallas quickly started to take care business while looking side to side in paranoia, not wanting to get ambushed by a Lost with his fly open. 

After a few minutes, Dallas was finished. He straightened himself out and breathed a sigh of relief. He'd consumed a few too many blood packs and water bottles on this trip. Dallas grabbed his axe which had was leaning against a dumpster and started to walk back towards the street. Just as he was about to reach the end of the alleyway, a bright light flashed in front of him. Without warning, a translucent gray barrier had blocked his exit. Dallas's heart began pumping into overdrive. An infernal had snuck up on him! He turned around with his battle axe readied.

There, at the other end of the alley, stood the transgressor. Dallas gritted his teeth in anticipation of an attack, prepared to counter whatever ability the infernal decided to use. Moments passed, but the follow-up never came. They simply stood there. Dallas squinted his eyes suspiciously. He could barely feel the sweat drop crawling down his cheek. [color=darkorange][i]They're not moving at all. Is this person possibly sane? What the hell do they want from me?[/i][/color] 

A few tense seconds passed but neither Dallas nor his visitor made a move. Then, the other person slowly walked towards Dallas. Their face was obscured by the combination of a hood and their miasma filtering mask. Dallas looked for the person's hands, expecting them to be holding a weapon, but Dallas noticed that the sleeves of their pullover sweater hung limply at their sides. Still, it was clear that this was a revenant he was dealing with. An O-type at that. Their blood ability alone posed a threat to him, and in a space this small Dallas would be at a disadvantage if this individual meant to harm him. 

No longer comfortable waiting for the other revenant to make a move, Dallas kicked himself off the ground and charged. He was fast, but they were faster. Several more barriers appeared and boxed him in place. As narrow as the alleyway was, Dallas was trapped. [color=darkorange][i]Damn...![/i][/color]

In a panic, Dallas smashed his axe into the energy field trying to find a weakness. As Dallas raged against his prison, the mysterious revenant closed the distance until the only thing separating the two of them was a barrier of light. Dallas ceased swinging his axe and slammed his body against the barrier. [color=darkorange]"Who are you!"[/color]

The revenant took an audible breath through their mask before addressing him. [color=#778899]"It's okay Mr. Dallas... I'm not here to hurt you."[/color]