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located in San Francisco, a part of vicious, one of the many universes on RPG.

San Francisco

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Character Portrait: Niki Harrell Character Portrait: Mat Rose Character Portrait: Rio Kiyoko Character Portrait: Joji Kujo Character Portrait: Manon Castellanos Character Portrait: Sabrina Callaghan Character Portrait: Elliot Callaghan
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sabrina callaghan & elliot callaghan
#F0B0CA & #8EBC99

“Damnit, we are 100% late” Sabrina mumbled as she hastily wheeled her brother down the busy streets her phone navigation to the coffee shop muffled as it was stuffed in her pocket. “This is nothing like Burbank”. Elliot snorted slightly from his seat, “I really don’t know what you expected Brina. Also- could you slow down a little? Jesus, you’re going to mow someone down if you’re not careful”. She huffed slightly, slowing her pace sticking to the sidewalk closest to the buildings to avoid any ‘accidental’ run over toes. “Do you think this is a good idea?” She spoke quietly leaning down to Elliot’s ear, afraid of who or what might hear. “No” He responded curtly keeping his eyes trained on the pavement in front of them, “but that doesn’t necessarily mean we shouldn’t. Haven’t you wondered? Ever? If there were others like us, and know that we’ve found them you can’t tell me that you’re not the least bit curious as to what they have to say?” He was right, like always. “Okay, but any sign of trouble and I’m wheeling us back to Burbank”.

Elliot was a little nervous, which was a funny feeling as he hadn’t felt like that in a while. It had been a while since he had met new people let alone left his own house. A large part of the reason in him and his sister’s attendance was due to the fact that he couldn’t stand be trapped inside for any longer. Even though the trip had been less than ideal, and the busy city made his stomach churn he couldn’t help but feel free again. He hadn’t given any indication of his, predicament, on the chat so he was curious to see how the others would react.

Sabrina finally managed to locate the shop, thankfully, the street it was located on was much more quiet. She turned Elliot’s chair pushing open the door with her back and walked inside the shop. It was mostly vacant aside for the occasional avid coffee drinker and college student. Which is why they stood out like a sore thumb in the back of the shop. It was an odd assortment of people, they definitely didn’t seem to fit. Unfortunately, they all seemed to be engaged in conversation. Perfect, definitely late. She slowly wheeled Elliot over to the table pausing in front of it, not wanting to interrupt any of the others. Sabrina caught the tail end of the man in the army uniform and blue haired girl’s words. “You all know me as Maverick, so be warned, I can hear what you're all thinking." She bit the inside of her cheek slightly, hear thoughts? She suddenly felt a little more conscious of her mind. "I'm Matilda, but please just call me Mat, you all know me as hopepunk, and I'm a mimic.” Sabrina gripped the handles of Elliot’s chair, her pristine confidence faltering as she felt a little out of place. Elliot must’ve noticed because he spoke for her.

“Hello, I apologize for our tardiness but the transportation system is not as - friendly as we expected” In fact it was a complete nightmare. “I’m Animo, Elliot and my sister, Paladin, is Sabrina”.