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[redneck_wolf]

Jake was heading back to the dressing room, after a particularly loud and boisterous concert. Nina had slipped out "Just to get a drink," and Arn had headed for the bus, muttering something about Lee Harvey Oswald clones. That left Jake on his lonesome, and... he didn't particularly mind. He'd been on his own most of his life, and he was used to the quiet. Almost like an old friend, really.

He was a touch nervous being back in Gotham. He didn't want to get into any more scrapes than he had to, and Gotham had not particularly been good to him, in that department. Still. He had Nina and Arn with him this time. That had to count for something. Still, he couldn't help but lock the door behind him, as he trudged into the dressing room, looking for something resembling a chair to flop down in. He was dragging his guitar behind him, not minding the twangs and plunks of protest it sounded. He couldn't play anyway, what did it matter if it was out of tune, or broken?

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[stretchy_girl]

The wolfman was still holding her, making Gemini lift an eyebrow and glance down at his hands, her arms softening until they were like jelly and slipping out of his grasp.

Giving a look that said 'touch me again and you'll regret it' she thought over what he said. "Huh," she said out loud. She would need to investigate this R-Complex as a potential threat to the Brotherhood's plans although not to her. "You maybe, they'd have a hard time finding me. What kind of others have they sent?" She asked curious about what she might be up against in future.

[redneck_wolf]

Jake examined his hands for residual goo, after Gemini melted through his claws. That was a weird sensation. At least it hinted at how she got into the room. "Last time? Scorcher." He sighed slightly, remembering poor Cindy Brand, who they had had to leave behind when they escaped. "A-- fire starter." He couldn't remember the word 'pyrokinetic' but it would have been apt here.