Frankie got to his feet as the jet came to a landing.  These sorts of landings were a dangerous business.  If you didn't hand out free gifts as you exited the plane, you'd be torn limb from limb by the desperate throngs of humanity.  Especially in Jersey.  Frankie grabbed a single pallet of rations from the stockpile.  He didn't want to have to go running back to the plane to get more food to escape an angry horde; that was how one ended up getting torn limb from limb.<br/><br/>Frankie opened up the door of the Skyranger and stepped out, smiling as the MP's pushed back the first wave of the crowd.  They wouldn't be able to do anything if Frankie passed on without giving any handouts though.  At least not in Jersey.  Frankie began to pull packets from his supply and throw them out into the crowd, handing more packets to those in front.  A girl pushed her way to the front of the crowd and caught Frankie's eye.  She was covered in bandages, and as he handed a ration to her, he was reminded of a girl from his past.  Just then, something strange began to happen.  The bandage covered girl's hair began to turn into a mess of mottled colors, red, black, and blue being most prominent.  Frankie stopped in his tracks, looking at the strange girl.  Transforming hair color was a lower class mystical ability, but Frankie had never heard of it before...  As Frankie thought, a metal stud pushed its way through the girl's nose, as her face changed slightly.  Frankie's heart nearly skipped a beat.  Whatever this girl had, it was something important.