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Thanks for the disguise
(Dissapointed? Nope! Good intro!)
Just a few blocks away from Raphael's currentl location, little-miss-no-name was avoiding the main streets as much as possible. She all ready knew where she was but... this confused her even more! Passing an old suvenier shop, she stopped to see what they had: Lots of Statue of liberty paraphenalia, pictures of the Empire statebuilding, Broadway musical tee-shirts and pictures of the World Trade Center. Wait, didn't eh WTC collapse after some attack? She wasn't sure any more, then again, she didn't even know what day it was.
With a sigh, she went on her way, turning into an empty alley way. She needed a disguise, what if some one saw her?
"I... see yoooo." hummed a voice wet with liquire. She turned and stared at the drunken man, "I see yooo all... *hic* I know what you are... *hic* I know that man is *hic* not alone."
'Buddy, man is alone,' she thought, standing to face him fully. 'Women ule the earth.'
"Yoo Aleeeins wull loose," He hickupped again, reaching into his ragged pockets, "Startin' wit' yoo."
'Yeah, too bad I'm not an alien.' She wanted to reply; but in truth, she wasn't so sure. She told herself to stay relaxed because that was what Major Reyes would do. Who was Major Reyes? She wanted to kick herself, here she was thinking of all these people she respected and yet she had no earthly clue who they were!
The drunken man stood up after much struggle, something cecealed in his hand. "Die Aleeeein!" He sputtered taking a loose swing at her.
She didn't even register what she did until after she noted that the man was on the ground, realing with pain while she held his wrist at on Ackward angle. One more inch this way and... snap!
Oooh, she bet that hurt.
'You diserve it, dick head.' She thought and kicked him once in the head thuroughly knocking him out, 'But thanks for the disguise.'
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