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[color=gray][i]Near Kari's House[/i][/color]
[sub][b]Mentions:[/b] Sully ([@Atrophy]), Tayla ([@silvermist1116]) [b]Direct Dialogue: Drake ([@Punished GN])[/b][/sub]

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Luna knew she was cooked the moment Tayla made eye contact. Tayla may not have known exactly where Luna's hiding spot was, but it was written all over her face, magnified by the binoculars. She [i]knew[/i] Luna was here.

[i]“You've been compromised.”[/i]

[color=bcbcbc][i]“Yes.”[/i][/color]

[i]“What will you do?”[/i]

[color=bcbcbc][i]“They know someone is here, but they don't know who. They'll be on edge. They don't know how they're getting picked off.”[/i][/color]

[i]“So you're expecting it to be violent?”[/i]

Luna watched the patio with her naked eye, binoculars lowered. She thought for a moment, before she saw Drake tap Tayla on the shoulder.

The binoculars hid her eyes, and she mumbled aloud. [color=bcbcbc][b]“Saa naa. [i](Who knows?)[/i]”[/b][/color]

She saw in high definition Drake's piercing eyes search the treeline - her hiding spot. Her eyes narrowed in response. This could get ugly very quickly.

Drake's aura became electrified, and he launched himself off the ground. He rapidly took up space in her magnified vision, and she ripped the binoculars away.

[i]He was headed straight for her![/i]

There was no time to react. 

[i]“The eviden-”[/i]

[color=bcbcbc][i]“I know, I know!”[/i][/color]

The binoculars were dropped, nearly landing on Sully. Luna quickly sat back, adjusting the sleeves of her [url=https://imgur.com/0bvQDZq] tucked overcoat[/url] and leaning back against the trunk of the tree. As Drake moved closer, Luna looked the picture of nonchalance with legs crossed at the ankles, and hands inconspicuously resting behind her head.

Sully was now within earshot as he screamed ‘[i]Get his bitch ass[/i]’, and Luna showed a flicker of contempt over her face. Sully automatically assumed she was a ‘he’? The nerve.

Girls could spy too.

But that's not what she was doing, now was it? No, she was completely innocent here.

The recollection blasted her in the face, nearly causing her to lose her position. With her back resting against the trunk, she was stable enough to only recoil a little, the branch trembling underneath her weight.

8th Street… What did 8th Street have to do with the serial killer?

Luna pursed her lips in thought, then spoke loud enough for those nearby to hear.

[color=bcbcbc][b]“Drake, you look good. You saw that too, didn't you? It seems you need my help again.”[/b][/color]

She stared steadfastly, face an unreadable mask, only a slight tremble giving away that she was a bit nervous about the electric storm raging towards her.