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"By the way, who thought it was a good idea to give the blind girl a drink?" "Hey, Dana can do whatever she likes," Mia answered back as she followed the trio towards the stairs. "She's a big girl." The gin bottle remained in her hand, a glass security blanket as she moved toward the stairs...

"So forget a plane, if you want to outrun this, you're going to need a rocket and get your ass to Mars. How confident are you that you can pull that off?" Mia took another pull out of the bottle of gin and shook her head, pointing at Otto. "You've never seen me work, kid." Just then, the...

Mia resented the fact that this Otto kid insinuated that she would be so base as to steal a car. She conned her way into it. Big difference. Conning requires charm and finesse, not just having a brick. But either way, she wasn't going to let on that the Audi was likely hot. Or at least the...

Mia couldn't help but snort at the pep talk the kid was giving. "Help other people than ourselves? Dude, if I helped anyone other than myself I would have jack shit in this world. Sure as fuck ain't helping people who don't consider me human, not that I give them much of a chance to think...

"The question is, what do we do now? Getting this cocktail quickly, then hear her 3-year-plan?" Mia was debating this question herself. The cocktail sounded like Hell on Earth. Or even worse, the Shore. But if it meant not being shriveled up, it was worth it. If Dana was thinking harder about...

While Mia appreciated the fact that there was now gin in front of her, she did not care for the insulting one-liner that came along with it. She definitely didn't appreciate being used as a pommel horse by the bartender afterwards. I'm supposed to be the vaulter, not the vaultee. Looking...

While waiting for the bartender to shamble back to the bar and grab her desired sky blue bottle, Mia heard Dana move towards the bar to tack her own order onto the list. She too had explained her powers, which without demonstration seemed to be at least second tier useful. Good for a...

Three years. That was going to be a fuck of a long time for this crazy lady's plan. Mia shuddered at the thought of spending such an extraordinary amount of time in such a dismal place. Hell, my dad's been dead for three years. That seems so long ago as it is. As the meeting seemingly...

Mia sat on the windowsill for the moment, unsure how to progress. She thought Dana would have be a bit miffed at the whole fake name thing, but she was focused more on the task at hand. She's a lot more forgiving than me I guess. Fucking government. It seemed like with the demonstration the...

Mia shut up instantly at the sound of her real name being used. Taylor wasn't going to cut it anymore, but that was the least of her issues. Fuck! How does she have my real name? I haven't used that name in three years! Not even in Connecticut! Fucking government! Fucking bastards! They must...

There are a lot of things observed in shady back rooms, and in her time traveling with her father Mia thought she had seen them all. Illicit drugs, women kept in cages, dogs snarling at each other in a small pit. One time she thought she saw a unicorn doing unspeakable things to a man in a Joel...

For once in her life, Mia found herself agreeing with some hobo who was ranting about conspiracies. The whole thing about Awakened been tracked through nanomachines. She tried to think back about the incident in Connecticut, where she tried to walk into Mohegan Sun with a piss-poor New Jersey ID...

If she was skeptical before of this misguided plan of hers to seek out some refuge in the Washington wilderness while the Vegas heat died down, the speech that the Matron unleashed upon the room all but killed the faith Mia had left that she made a wise decision. Revolution? She serious...

With Dana now making her way into the house, it left Mia without any support in the court yard. Already she figured herself a target considering the looks she got from some of the other riff raff that had been attracted to the school, and now she was going to be left out in the wind. Ugh...

"You must be doing well for yourself if you got one of those." "Well enough, that's for sure," Mia confirmed. "Maybe too well for some people. Hence why I'm here and not back in my penthouse." Another girl came up, German based on her accent. She had heard enough accents at various tables...