So much for the low profile idea....

Who: Tara, Phil, Twins, Plebians (thats it right?)
Where: Outside the restaurant
When: After Phil nearly blows up the city
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As Tara Approched, Phil sat up and looked around at the other people besides him. He leant over and felt for a pulse. None. Guilt factor = 0. Don't give a damm quotent = 1,532,523,455,884,678"That makes four. Thought you said you wean't gonna kill anymore..."
----------------------------------------------------------------------Tara ran over to the twins
"Oh are you alright?" "We are....." Rufus said
"fine, leave us alone" Amber finished. They both stared at a non existant point somewhere over Tara's left shoulder. They turned and headed for a bus that went to the city limits
"So weird...." Tara said. The previous events finally caught up with the plebians, or should it be the plebians finally caught up with the previous events. The cafe was being emptied because all the plebians were running away screaming from the burst gas pipe that had now become a giant vertical flamethrower.
"So much for keepping a low profile" Tara muttered. "Phil FeBuggure! What were you thinking?" She glared at him waiting for a response, but he just glared back. Their eyes met, for the first time in ages, Phil stared into Tara's blue eyes and Tara gave Phil an icy glare back into his blue eyes and weirdly enough small traces of black. "Get out of my way Tara I want some food" Tara grit her teeth
"You have just killed two people Phil! and youexpect me to let you past?!"
"Get out of my way"
"Make me" said Tara. Phil shook his head and pushed past her. Compleatly forgetting the 'keep a low profile rule' infront of half a dozen Plebians Tara morphed into a dog and attacked Phil....<Tag Phil...>
OOC- so it's short.... sue me....