<div class="floatleft">(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2013/044/1/5/hepzibah_pencils_by_gb2k-d5uvguf.jpg)</div><strong>Names</strong>: Hepzibah<br/><strong>Race</strong>: Mephitisoid<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Las Vegas/The Coliseum<br/><strong>Time</strong>: It's jail break time!<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Warpath and the others<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: As pictured pretty much, blue jeans and halter top.<br/><br/><br/><br/>____________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>Her ears twitched in a rapid fashion as she listens to Daisy rebuttal.   The burn is from James,  as he once again shows wisdom with his words.   He was right,  she had let the past get the better of her.     Hapzibah would take a seat in the Quinn jet.   Shortly Daisy has the remaining members landing right outside the Coliseum.  Undoing the seat restraint system that had her buckled in.   She move to exit with the others leaving the jet.<br/><br/>Her ears twitched,  as she picks out the sound of fighting within.    It is quite evident that they are surrounded.   As Daisy/Quake is grabbed  and tossed into a  earth shop.   A florist thinks Hepzibah.        She cry out too late.<strong>"Look out!</strong><br/><br/>At the same time she starts emitting a calming pheromone.    At the same time she would take off in a mad run towards the smashed wall of the shop and Daisy.   Well what is left of it anyways.     She wanted to make it to it for a couple of reasons.   To fill it with her pheromones.    It be more concentrated then out in the open air.   To get to Daisy as she trusted James would be right behind her and the rest.   They needed to work as a team and keep together tactically.   If she could draw some of these hulks down out of the rage that fills them.    They might have a chance.<br/>.