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Rhea looked dazedly down at the unconcious body.
"Miss! Miss...uh" she thought for a moment, "Ms. Rodriguez..."
The woman lay still, her hair strewn wildly about her head and the hot, sticky breeze rustling her clothes. The smog and heat was closing in everywhere. "Oh god, god, god..." Rhea groaned. She looked around for anyone who might take the woman to a hospital. Finding none she slumped back down so that she was sitting next to Amythest. "Great... f*cking great!" She looked to the man for help...But found none in his hard grey eyes, he seemed to be somewhere else...
Rhea checked for the woman's pulse, sighed anxiously and returned her gaze to the man, trying to explain that she hadn't actually been sent to evict Amythest, but he wasn't listening, or at least didn't seem to be. So the cars hummed and the smoke clogged the air until the whole city seemed to hold it's breath, gasping for fresh air that wasn't there.
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