The room stayed silent as a panicking street reporter tried to stay out of the fray going on behind him.
When the initial shock wore off, Kmzoe's first instinct went to her friends not present. She picked up her phone and called the first contact that popped up, dancing around with tension at every second going by without an answer.
"Hello?"
"Agentctxcaboose! Thank Christ! Where are you?"
The others had taken out their phones, following her lead, and frantically dialed. Martika looked about ready to cry, Tardis and Gh0st going over to console her.
"My place. I assume you saw...?"
"Yeah, are you ok?"
He sighed a bit before continuing.
"Yeah, I'm...I'm okay. I don't know about Chlorophyllis, though. Thirsten55 is trying to calm her. Sovietmustache just ran out, saying he needed- Darezzi! Stop licking her! You're not helping!"
Kmzoe's shoulders sagged a bit with relief. Notray and Sky were getting up to check the front door so no unwanted visitors came in. Lordgilbird was sitting on the floor, surrounded by Glamourhobo, Chacason, and Mrprawes. Mcfolz had run out the door, saying something about a girl.
"Alright, come over to Tardis's apartment. I want everyone in one place."
A pause.
"Yo, Zoe? I'm scared. With scooter patrol down...the city is already in chaos-"
"Boi! I got you, alright? We're battle buddies." Kmzoe smiled, trying to comfort him but remembered that he couldn't see her, so she turned to Martika, who was now also joined by Misaka.
A short silence, followed by, "Be there soon, boi," and Agent hung up.
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Downtown Browntown
RandomBrowntown: a place for misfits, freaks, geeks, nerds, and the like. Everyone knew each other by their screen names and no one gave a fuck about what you looked like. The only thing that mattered was being devout to the All Mighty Lord Ray. But what...
