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[cazamitad]

Who: The Hunter and You! (The Hunter is Aña. Not that she'll tell you that.)
Where: Some alleyway somewhere in a bad part of town
When: 1 or 2 AM, 3/12
What: Araña's stopping a mugging! Or just stopped a mugging. Your choice. She's on the prowl tonight.
Warnings: Stupid unregistered teen paranoia?

Araña isn't one to fully give up the life of fighting evil. Granted, muggers used to be more what she used to warm up, not her endgame, but when one is in a new town with no team, one shouldn't go looking for secret societies and supervillains right away. Plus, y'know, muggings are a good way to stay in shape, as a crime-fighter.

None of the muggings she stops are very complicated. Drop in, scare the guy, kick his ass a bit, zip-tie him to a lightpost and call the cops from the nearest pay phone before taking off. But of course, there's always the chance that someone else will have the same idea she does...

((Feel free to jump in mid-mugging or run into her in a dark alleyway/on a rooftop somewhere. She's on patrol tonight, so she'll be a little bit of all over. :3 ))

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[withoutaworld]

Rikki's sleep schedule is still all screwed up from the flight here. She's at least making her classes, since she had the forethought to arrange them all so they fall in the afternoon, but sleep at night? That's crazy. Superheroes don't sleep at night.

Restless and cranky, she's decided to go for a run, trying learn how to run on the rooftops here in this strange land where things don't rise higher than a few stories and just stretching her legs. The air in her lungs isn't quite the same - not as much bus exhaust, more smog - but the light-polluted sky is almost the same, and if she doesn't think too hard about how strange the skyline is, it's almost like home.

And, just like home, when she hears a scream, she veers toward it immediately, without pausing to think that she has rules now, she shouldn't be getting into trouble without a teammate... There's someone in trouble, and she's been doing this for what feels like her entire life. Of course she dives in without a second thought.

[chapterfiveversenine]

Legion doesn't fly much on patrol - it makes them too visible, and muggers more careful. The gray polymer of their mobile platform blends in much better with the city streets then the night sky in any case.

Thermal indicates six hostiles holding up a store on the far side of the block - far too many to be worth the effort for a single shop. A serial mugging, Legion concludes, and moves to intercede.

[celestialmutt]

Ammy has not been completely idle during her stay in Los Angeles, and despite being a solar goddess, she's more than capable of working at night. (Technically, she could turn night into day, but she seldom did that without very good reason, and no simple sun-dog was capable of such a feat!)

Mundane criminals are a little beneath her, admittedly, but they seldom need more than a threatening growl to get rid of. Disgusting, really. This one is made of sterner (or possibly stupider) stuff in that he has a gun. Amaterasu will never understand why this country allows such things to be purchased so easily.

This would-be mugger smells strongly of alcohol and desperation; he isn't making the logical decision to let his victim flee and hope that the older man takes 'his' dog with him.