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Zander stood up from leaning up against the wall. He pulled his mask down and breathed in. "Damn! What a day!" Zander said thinking bout his day. He rubbed a cut on his lipp he had got early from his dad. 'Fucker." He said pulling his mask up. "He's lucky he buys all this equipment for me..Or i'd..I'd!" Zander said turning and punching the wall.
"Ugh.." Zander said rubbing his fist then looking around...No one. "Guess I should go..." He said heading for the exit.
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"Damn," she muttered and looked at the clock. She didnt have class for a week or so. Summer quarter hadnt offered her any interesting courses so she had taken it off. It was getting to be dark and she looked guiltily at the box hidden under the random flotsam her tiny apartment accumulated. She had promised herself she wouldnt go running off in costume for no good reason. Still... She shrugged and went over to the box, pulling out her costume and knives. Why not do a little hunting... You never know what kind of pond scum came floating to the New York surface when the sun set.
In quick time she was dressed, looking for all like some vixen, her knee high boots and fitted half-length trench something straight out of a bad porno. It suited her after the makeup was slapped on and her hair was straightened. Completely different from the curly haired nerd who was usually found wearing a Power Rangers t-shirt (from the original series!) and converse. She smiled as a group of teenagers passed her and nearly got whiplash. Good bye Dakota, hello Nightshade.
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