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Runner watched the conversation from the fringes, picking at his nails absentmindedly. "Fickle powers. Once you get them, you rely on them way too much."

@Mojack group

Another figure appears within the distance. She’s not walking like a human though. Even though her general appearance matches up with looking like a human. It’s almost a cautious walk towards the currently talking individuals, keeping herself slightly lowered and never looking away.
Natane was slightly bothered by the cold, but never let such a thing show. It was clear in her body language she was alert, though. She’s dressed in gear that makes you think, does this woman come from a post apocalyptic place? It’s a bunch of furs, leathers, and various stuff you’d harvest from animals matted and sewn together. She has a satchel with her as well. Upon her head, is something that nearly covers her entire face. It’s made of bone and could be like an animal skull of some sorts. An unidentifiable one at that, however.

Natane is almost on all fours at this point, staying away from the light for now. It’s pretty easy to hear the light steps of her as she inspects the area, though. Her eyes are visible through the skull, which seem to be hazel, but with gold flecks within them. Or maybe that’s a trick of the light.

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(May I know what Natane's supernatural abilities are, if she has any? It's a part of my character)

@Mojack group

(If it counts its more so natural ability that was built up through generations of being exposed to different conditions. So basically compared to a normal human she has resistance to radiation and certain temperatures, a better sense of smell and very good stamina.)

@yeetus

Arya looked at the strange figure in the distance, still fidgeting with her gloves. She tapped Clarence on the shoulder, and the put a finger to her lips.

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Ollie glanced over at the figure, still leaning against a street lamp with his arms crossed, and tilted his head a bit in the direction of it.