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Darkwing nearly stumbles right into Kohaku, but sidesteps and collapses onto the ground next to the boy.
Kohaku gasped as he watches his friend stumble before the fall, he dashes over to inspect the injuries before he would speak.
“Darkwing? Darkwing, are you alright?!”
He yells out, extremely worried.
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Darkwing would find the stolen van the reports had talked about outside an abandoned train depot. Nobody was guarding it, but he would be able to hear a couple of voices close by. One was deep and raspy the other was clearly one of a child.
A mechanical CLUNK rung out followed by a scream.
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Stealing was an easy thing to do. At least for something as small as this. This wasn't breaking to grab some blueprints or plans from another gang, and this wasn't stealing some stupid, powerful gem. This was a simple robbing of a store.
One that Ely didn't have much problem entering and avoiding the cameras of. The trickier part was getting the jewelry out of the case without causing an alarm to go off. Careful...
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Mutal has mostly been minding his own business. Mostly. He just couldn't help it when he saw the kid just sitting there.
There was a large grin as the duck jumped up. "Spooked ya?" The bat gave a small tilt of his body, looking down at the kid. "Whatcha readin'?"
The boy felt the shaking as he opened his weary crimson eyes, his vision blurry as he couldn’t tell who was speaking to him as he tries to reply.
“…hunnnh? w-whuuooo…?”
He mumbles a bit in his drowsiness, his head nodding a little.
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"Hey, you, horrible flesh-faced monster. Yeah, you. I'm gonna have to ask you to cease your magical molotov-ing! The Fourth of July is NOT an invitation to start actual fires.!
🌀 "Ah-" He quickly hides his hands behind his back, as though there's anything to actually hide. Nevermind that his head and tail are still on fire.
"I-I didn't do anything! You can't prove it!" ...wait a minute. He thought cop was scolding him. Why is he being insulted by a duck? 🐈⬛
“I am the terror who flaps in the night!”
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The youth didn’t like this.
He was lost, injured and completely alone in a bizarre world.
It was so dark out as he tries to focus his eyes, he slowly got up despite the nerve pain in his right leg as he used one of the alleyway’s walls for leverage, a makeshift crutch in his case.
He needs to find his way back to his world, his home, wait, did he even have a home? The memories of his past were locked away and each time he tries to remember, it felt like his heart was being crushed.
The boy would now seek out clues, limping as quickly as he possibly could as bits of crimson start to form a tiny trail. He mustn’t stop, if he did, he might get ambushed.
He wasn’t about to stick around for anyone to approach, he will fight.
