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Theo had come out on the streets looking for his siblings as soon as news of what was happening reached him. Not to mention Adama and Joey. He had countless witches and even wolves that he cared about in this town. He could feel the tingle of magic in his hand. When he heard the musician talk, he glanced over.Â
He stopped, his hands on his knees to stop the anger inside him building. âWe need to fight.â Theo protested, moving towards him. âI have friends out there. I need to find them. We have to stop this.âÂ
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   his brows furrowed at the advance, something xavier chalked up to misguided anger redirected for the tension of the moment. all the same it made his own defenses raise, even by simply spreading his fingers at his side, and be wary of those who claimed to want to help. help those close to them was the stipulation, and those driven by such passion often neglected othersâ well being as canon fodder for the sake of their own.
   â making a scene and creating attention isnât going to protect anyone, â he bit back with quieter tones, glances ensuring any shown anger for either beings didnât gain the attention of bullets. â and running into the middle of it isnât going to help you find them. â xavier could appreciate his new companyâs ambition, understood how his want to take cover could be misconstrued as cowardice or inaction. talents present, the gorgon could do nothing at a distance as his strengths favored close proximityâ slipping into the shadows was wiser no matter the perspective.
   â come on. â











