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g-g-g-ghosts!

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it was me

     Kendou wasn’t sure on all the details. She had no idea who was the bad guy and who wasn’t, but regardless of that she’d act immediately. Despite orders to not engage in suspicious activities alone, this was an emergency -- for that even she would go against the rules. Her hand would reach out towards the girl and would instantly expand, attempting to grab her in one quick motion. DODGED. Dammit, so close ! At least it put some distance between her and the victim. 

At that very moment, a hostage situation seemed to be taking place. And a rather delicate one at that. The location, an otherwise ordinary bank, had fallen into chaos before several gunshots turned screams into silent whimpers. The gunman, still masked and opting to speak as little as possible, was clearly not used to situations such as these. His hands were trembling, His eyes darting in every direction. Even though he was masked, the sheer desperation reflected in those bloodshot eyes made it clear how nervous he was.

A man driven to desperation, making a rash decision that he hadn’t fully prepared himself for. And that made him all the more dangerous. If he were to be pushed, a robbery could have easily turned into a massacre. And with so many innocent civilians that could have been caught up in a gunfight, security could do little but wait for backup to arrive. Until then, they were forced to meet with the man’s nonsensical demands. Though it was clear that he was after money, at the very least.

In that moment, where countless patrons wondered whether they would ever be able to see their families once again..

“Why do trips to the bank always suck so much?“

A lone man arrived, seemingly oblivious as to what was transpiring around him. He proceeded towards the teller, mumbling about how much of a hassle this all was while the gunman stared at him in disbelief. And that alone was enough to set him off. Seeing someone fearlessly walking towards him pushed his panic button, causing him to discharge several shots directly at the oncoming man’s head.. Which all bounced off of his shiny dome, ricochet off of the walls and flew outside the windows. The vast majority of people present, as well as those observing from the outside, stared in disbelief. And oddly enough, the bald man seemed to be in disbelief as well. Because--

The knife had slipped from Toga’s bag, falling with an assumed clatter onto the streets, but the noise of the crowds swallowed it up. It was only through happenstance that Nejire spotted it, and deft fingers had her snagging it before hurrying after the other. This! was a rare opportunity! After Toga’s initial infiltration, they had been searching for her, but her shapeshifting tendencies made it hard to pin her down. But now-!

“Hey! Hey, excuse me!” She hurried after the girl, one hand stretching out to tap her on the shoulder-- and then, with her other hand, Nejire simply offered her the knife back, handle first.

A light oomph escaped him when Miles jumped down from the building, his fall aided by hollowed bones and lengthened tendons. His body shifted and snapped back into shape as his straightened, though now it was his eyes that morphed into the razor-sharp night vision of the simple barn owl.

“Fuck.”