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Character Portrait: Jonah Tanner Character Portrait: Liam Mitchell Character Portrait: Roderic Alder Mayburry Montana Character Portrait: Crystal Character Portrait: Phoebe Stride Character Portrait: Lulu Botrelle
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Stride gave a slight roll of her shoulders. “Got no problem with it,” she said. “Just call me Stride, yeah?” She took a moment to grin slightly under her mask. An odd, mystery organization rescuing someone out of the blue, a woman with something that sounded like a codename...Made her feel like one of those badass secret agents on a quest for justice.

Like James Bond, except with more werewolves and vampires and whatever. Which was even more badass-sounding than regular James Bond.

After the moment of pride had passed, Stride adjusted her mask slightly, pushing it back into place. The woman- Lulu- had reminded her just how uncomfortable the thing was, especially in comparison to her usual wear. She’d have to take a brief trip to one of the rooms to trade it for her goggles, as she didn’t feel quite up to making the long trip back to the hotel while still dressed like this.

She had done her duty for the day; now, she could properly take a breather.

Stride had been about to inform the little gathering of her decision when echoes of a voice had reached the room. It was a bit hard to understand what, exactly, the words were, but simple enough to match the voice to the name.

And that name brought a well-earned meal.

“I’ll go take care of it,” Stride said. “Need to go out n’ change outta this shit, anyway.” Eyes flicking back down to Lulu, she added, “But yeah; ya don’t have to worry ‘bout the case or anythin’. And, eh,” a slight grin, “might not wanna thank me too soon, there.”

Cracking her knuckles, she then proceeded to exit the room, taking a quick detour to the one suitcase she had left behind at the safehouse. Stride merely peeled off the remains of her jacket and changed her mask before leaving, however; after all, while Kora’s reaction to her waltzing up in a wolf mask and bloody costume would probably be funny, dealing with a giant head over hers usually made eating quite laborious.

Upon stepping into the main room, Stride found that more of her coworkers had arrived. The rookie boys- their names had slipped her mind- asking about information before saying something about not finding anything about blood or magical energy or whatever.

“Well,” she started, stretching an arm out lazily, “we ended up findin’ a new lead out on festival duty. She got pretty fucked up; had to patch her up over in the medical place. Ended up seein’ too much n’ gettin’ caught.”

Stride would wait until the food was out of Kora’s hands before she mentioned the topic of the local werewolves being involved.

Instead of continuing on the topic for the moment, she turned her attention back to the two boys, squinting at them through her goggles. “Hey, weren’t you two ‘pposed to be on festival duty? The hell where did ya go off to?”