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Grey Sun Bud
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“So,” I start as she sprays the wound. It stings, and I clench my teeth for a moment before continuing. “I didn’t see skull guy on the way here. I’m guessing you didn’t run into him either?”
I have to call him “that skull guy” because I have no idea what his name is. He’s an asshole who runs around in a goat-skull mask and attacks heroes. The real problem is that he’s gotten good at it, like, scary good. We think he might have some outside help, and if there’s some sort of villainous group out there, we need to find out fast. Last we heard he’d been sighted in this area.
“I didn’t run into anyone, it’s been kind of a quiet night.” she says, carefully plastering my cut with colorful adhesive bandages. Now that it’s clean, it doesn’t look quite so bad. I use what’s left of my torn sleeve to wipe the blood off my face. “We could still keep looking, or we could ask around. See if Gray’s home, or if any other heroes are out.”
Usually there are a few heroes out every night besides my team, so we might get lucky and run into one. We could also try to ask Gray. They’re a thief, and they know the darker side of the city pretty well. They owe us a favor, so they might give us a hand with this. Then again, we might be better off on our own, or thinking of something else entirely.
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