CANDY QUACKENBUSH - THE STREETS, MAN
Candy was walking home from an AA meeting. She wasn't particularly scared of the zombies or blue people or whatever was about this week, if only because her magic had been proven to be both offensive and defensively useful.
Pulling her leather jacket a bit more firmly over her shoulders, she tried not to look behind her every few seconds. Just because she suddenly could defend herself didn't mean that being a short, fairly thin teenage girl at night had gotten any less scary.