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Tammi doesn't really care for the dogfights. Not that she minds dogs, but sports are fun in a well-catered stadium, less so in a grungy warehouse. But Tracy's new boyfriend has the normal male enthusiasm for beer and shouting and blood, and Tammi didn't have anything better planned for tonight, so she let herself to be dragged along.
She is currently reconsidering her life choices.
"I arrived just moments after Hellhound showed up when people were scrambling out of the building, and I looked in the window there and saw her with three monsters attacking people. And some guys with guns. I tried to put the monsters under but they didn't all react the same to opiates, I'm a doctor, not a monster vet, so - well, I think they're all dead now since Krieg showed up so doesn't matter. I disabled the guns, I put a guy's hand back, Hellhound wasn't getting while the getting was good or standing down so I dosed her."
She nods. "It certainly explains why the Empire were friendly to you afterwards. What do you mean by 'putting a guy's hand back'?"
"My power is that I can make things. A guy's hand was half off and it would have been harder to reattach it than to replace it. If you wanna give me directions to a hospital after this."
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