Re: Black Lantern Cait
She shakes her head, suddenly ringed with indigo again. She spends a few moments packing up everything she'll need - the dingo mask goes back in her pack, the hockey mask gets put on top of the helpful rottweiler's head with the strap under its chin. She stows the chainsaw in her bag as well, bloody blade sticking out the top. Then she picks up the dog and super-jumps off the roof.
"C'mon, I think she's this way!"
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