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located in The City, a part of A Little Mayhem, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Zoe James Character Portrait: Spencer Borden
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There was little to no response from the guy with the knives, even as she yelled at him. So when Spencer stepped between them and reminded her how the cops would be arriving before long, she nodded, finally tearing her gaze off of him. "Yeah. Yeah, you're right. I'm freaking dying for a drink," she said, tucking the knife into her own belt. "C'mon, guys, let's get going. We don't want the cops asking too many questions," she said, releasing the excess energy into her voice to add a little extra volume, but mostly to reduce the feeling of pressure in her chest.




Their hub was based under some disused warehouses on the edge of town. It was basic, designed in such a way as to allow them to completely abandon it in as little time as possible. There was one conference room, one training room, and a few spare rooms which could be used as bedrooms, but that most just used as storage for changes of clothes, spare costumes, and spare ammunition.

Zoe had left Spencer's knife on the disused locker as she got changed out of her "costume." In reality, it was just a close-fitting hoodie, a vest top, workout leggings and small, light trainers. All black, of course. She changed into a pair of skinny jeans and a looser-fitting shirt, also all black.

As she laced up her combat boots, she rolled her ankle, still expecting a little pain, and still getting none. Having a healer on the team really would be useful. But, unfortunately, she also got the impression that, once they rescued the heroes, Molly wasn't going to stick around. Hmm. That was something else she needed to look into.