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Thomas Rybec was not a happy camper. Three hours ago he had found himself in a strange cit. He had no idea how to explain how he got here but he was and nothing was going to change that fact.

"Blast my eyes," he mutters in a bit of anger not liking this at all. He didn't recognize this city at all. But he did know this city was dangerous so he kept his duffel bag close to his body.

That was until he noticed he was in trouble. Looked like some of the City's riff-raff had decided that he would be an easy target. Well this was going to be so wonderful. Not only could he be confused about why he was here or more importantly how he got here but looked like he was about to get down and dirty with some of this city's underbelly.

Nice welcome wagon.

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A young teenager of about sixteen is walking the strrts of Gotham. She would look about sixteen or so to most people but the few that are senstive to the paranormal just shiver slightly as she walks by them.

To them she looks like a steryotype. A goth with an ank hanging about her neck. But who she really is is Death of the Endless and she is here to call on a friend and be as comforting as she can, after all her news is grave.