@symbioteburnout continued from x
ㅤㅤRose is having a disappointing night, she's used to people seeing dollar signs & coming after her. So the seemingly random encounter with the coincidental slavers she's been tracking & not close to finding a location, gives her pause. She'd picked up their tail two miles back, purposely turning down side streets just to give them the perfect opportunity to strike away from prying eyes.
ㅤㅤIt's sad, how much time the fight took. Oh she'd left a gift of them shrew around completely incapacitated. If she hadn't stopped to copy their phones she wouldn't have noticed. Not that she's one to look a gift horse in the mouth.
ㅤㅤPausing, Rose tugs on gloves before relieving one of the goons of their gun. Making sure the safety's on she slides it snugly into her waistband.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤShe hates guns, but you can never be too over prepared.
ㅤㅤWalking over to one of the bikes, she slides on as she pulls out her Titan phone, setting it to notify her of any cops in the area before digging out her ear bud. Once that was settled & her phone tucked away, she pulls free a throwing dagger only to eye the motorcycle. It's not long before she's working on popping off the ignition cap & starts the very long, very methodically assiduous job of hotwiring.
ㅤㅤA smug grin curves over her lips as the bike springs to life & quickly heads out of the alley.