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"then work on it" his voice cooled but he teleported off to his world just standing in the ruins of his home city...if you could have ever called it a city

Raven falls into a chair, worried she might've just lost one of her only friends.

Gunther was getting annoyed and was about to do something but Svou placed his hand on Gunther’s back. “Move your hand, Svou”, he said angrily. “No”, Svou replied.

“Good job.” Siege just rolled her eyes, like she’s used to seeing this sort of thing happen.

he sighed and just peered around the wreckage lost in his thoughts

Claire wakes up and rubs ehr eyes, yawning

“Morning, Sleepy Head”, Jolene said, seeing Claire waking up.

“What’s next, an Oripathy pandemic in here?”

Claire look over. "uh... im sorry, but do i know you? your voice sounds familar... maybe it was that singing i heard in my dream..."

“You talking to me?”

he was back in the bar pretty banged up but mostly ignoring his wounds he did not look ok not that he cared

Claire shakes her head. "no, not you, that lady right there." She points to jolene.

“I was singing earlier”, Jolene replied.

Claire nods. "That explains it. it was very nice. you have beautiful voice... uh... im sorry, what's your name?"

“Jolene. I think it means pretty in French”, she replied.

Claire grins. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Jolene. And your parent must've been prophets, or they just had really high hopes for their daughters looks."

“Nah, nah…my folks are simple people but my father was French. What is your name?”, Jolene smiled.

(Gunther: Simple people? Your mother is but your father wasn’t.

Jolene: Shut up.)

he just sits down his body armor and body coated in cross shaped burns and bullet holes he had into a group of crazed church fanatics who had tried to... "cleanse" him

Claire gets up and walks to Jolene, holding out her hand. "i'm Claire, Claire Danvers."

Peanut then got up then straightened himself, suddenly realizing he had to deliver a post to this place. So he put the mail down on the table for someone to see.