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[beacon]

Mackenzie found herself shaking her head as Nightwing asked if he was familiar with this Angel character, this girl that was apparently, according to Nightwing, working for the wrong side.

“No, the name’s familiar, but no...” she trailed off, wondering if she should leave, as it was evident that the two had known one another at one point or other. She felt completely out of place, as she did not know any of the three people that she had incidentally run across. “Look, it’s none of my business, but the rain’s moving in and I for one don’t want to be caught in the downpour.”

Sure, the clouds overhead looked as though they were going to let loose a thunderous wave of rain, but she was merely looking to change the subject for all parties involved. But, even she knew that it wasn’t going to work as she crossed her arms over her chest.

“The Angel I know is the real life symbol of the white-winged creatures from above,” Mack stated, the words flowing from her mouth with little effort. “Besides, he’s a blonde.”

[Angel]

A frown creased the lips of Angel's face. She shold just feel justified. Another problem she could swipe with a wave of her hand and some phsycic power, but she couldn't. For some reason, her eyes dropped to the floor, loosing the will to get away.
"Let go."
She said bluntly, her eyes watching his feet, refering to his hand on her shoulder. It was at this point that Kavik, if he were still alive, would jump between them and shove Dick away. It was at this thought that Angel subconciously sighed and closed her eyes. She heard Mack speak about the Angel she knew. The 'real' kind. The kind that was a hero and had white wings and saved everyone in the nick of time.

[Dick Grayson]

Nightwing nodded as the other woman answered his question. She did not know him. He just had to be sure after he noticed her reaction to the womans alias.

Dick looked down at the woman and shook his head. "That's not what you really want. Why don't you come to Bludhaven and join my Titans", he offered. He wasn't sure what else he could do to get his former friend out of this situation.

[Angel]

Angel shook her head in response. A long silence followed.
"I have to refuse your offer."
She said finally looking back up at him. Even after all these years he was still taller than her. Hearing a familiar motor roar in the distance she looked to the side.
"I 'died'....This is the new me. I'm not an idiotic, stupid little girl anymore."
A black jaguar skidded to a stop near the group. Angel brought her hand to his still resting on her shoulder. She hesitated, but brushed the gloved hand away.

{{Sorry, writers block. My stepdad has me drawing T-shirt designs for him}}

[Dick Grayson]

Nightwing sighed deeply as a black Jaguar came roaring into the lot. He looked at the beautiful car and shook his head. It had been purchased with money made by killing people. It was junk.

"Then I'll have to ask that you stay out of Bludhaven", he said through gritted teeth. "We have enough killers there", he added suddenly.

With his last words Nightwing pulled away and turned swiftly, starting to storm away.

[Angel]

Angel sighed deeply as Nightwing angrily began to walk away. Huffing out an angry breaht she turned and began to walk away towards her car herself. She saw her assistant/servant in the drivers seat. So she had forgotten her car. As she walked she rubbed her forehead. Her hand reached for the door but she stopped. She glanced back over her shoulder at Nightwing's fading back. An unrecognizable expression came over her for an instant. Sighing again she opened the door and slid in. Laying her head heavily on the dashboard with her arms resting around it like a halo, her hair created a curtain between her and Lishell, the brunette in the drivers seat.
"Go home. I have a headache."
Lishell kept her dark eyes on her young mistress. After a long pause she spoke.
"Do you know him?"
"No."
"Oh...Well when I saw your face before you got in I-"
Lishell stopped seeing Angel react by jerking the wheel in the direction that they were to drive with one hand.
"I said no and I said go home."
She demanded. Lishell sighed as Angel once again leaned forward and layed her head in her arms on the dashboard. The car drove away, passing Hyperion, Beacon, then Nightwing before rounding a corner.

[beacon]

Mackenzie merely stared at Angel as she took her leave in a black jaguar. As the car pulled away, her green eyes found their way to the man that was storming away from the scene. Biting her lower lip she called out after him.

"Nightwing!" she called out, her legs carrying her a few steps toward his retreating back. Immediately she felt silly and callous, but she was at a loss. "Do you know where the nearest gas station is?" she asked, feeling idiotic when the words left her lips.

Sure, her car was out of gas, as it seemed that the stupid gage wasn't working right, again. She had been in search of a gas station when she had come across the man and Angel to begin with, but it still sounded silly coming from her lips.

"Oh, lovely," she muttered as the rain that had threatened to spill down made its presence known. It fell in one long wave that seemed to crash upon the earth like a mallet striking a gong. It was hard and instantaneous, and chilly against her skin. Immediately, she zipped up her dark green hooded-shirt and pulled the hood over her head before tucking her hands into the pockets. "Just lovely."

Without another word, she turned back toward the sidewalk and prepared to set off in the direction she'd been heading in before she'd been distracted.

[Angel]

{{OOC: So I'm guessing this thread is over, correct? Or you guys can keep posting in it...cause I'm (er Angel's) gone >_> <_<...^^}}