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Stepping to the door is a hooded figure in dark clothes and body armor. He wears a dark mask with the imprint of a skeletal hand on it. In his hands are a weakly struggling man in a business suit with duct tape over his mouth and his hands behind his back. The hooded, masked man has a gun held up to his head shouts towards you both. "Come on inside, heroes. The boss wants a chat with you all. No funny business or the poor bank manager gets one hell of a headache, if you catch my drift."

So much for that idea.

*Holsters the other gun before emerging from his cover, and calls out.*

"Hold up you, they left one behind."

*Silently enters, taking in the surroundings as he goes.*

"If you just wanted a fight, why do you have hostages?"

They don't say anything, they just sneer and draw their weapons, training them on you.

((We're moving things into vassal, at this point. Everyone join up with Winterborn's game, yo.))

((PLACEHOLDER --- NOTE Not done))

As the thugs draw their weapons, Sit respond just a fast drawing his own.

Battalion calmly replies, "Hello. I am here for an appointment with your boss. Not you."

Sit doesn't waste time. He jumps onto a table taking a gun in each hand and firing at a goon to each side of him, before rolling off to the other end of the table. One goon drops as his head gets torn apart by the spray, the other goon doesn't seem to get phased because of his armor.

Bolt on the other hand tries to minimise the death, as he floats upinto the air, forming a strong current between his hands to produce a magnetic aura. Bolt successfully disarmsthe guns from the goons and turns their own weapons on themselves.

Battalion follows suit with his own threat. "Coilgun Materialize." As a long barreled gun forms on his extended arm, he continues in his flat monotone voice, "Now. Can we see your boss? I do have other meetings today that I do not want to be late to."

The thugs do not seem to relise that they are out gunned, draw some knifes and head to the hostages. Battalion responds with warning shot at one of the goons, and the razor disk slices through the back wall.

Sit shouts out, "Bolt, you take this one right here!" as he points to one of the goons and jumps at the other. Sit jumps off the table and over the goon landing shots into the goon even though he took a hostage as a shield.

Bolt continues to maintain his hold on the floating guns, quickly fries the last goon.

The trio hears some clapping coming from behind the teller's window, and out walks a pretty asian woman, and a aman in a black leather without a mask. Quite obviously the man is Revenant, and he has his gun to t he woman's head. "Well well, you got some new friends I see kid." Says Revenant, smirking at Bolt specifically. "A tin can and...some sort of replacement for me it looks like." He pauses before continuing, "Huh, well, I guess beggars can't be choosers."

Bolt: "Revenant, you're behind this heist? Hmm... I think I remember something about you being bad and stuff..."
Revenant: "Well, I'm glad your memory isn't completely shot." He looks around at the deadified thugs. "Wow, way to get past that restraint nonsense. So, here's my offer. Drop your weapons, take a seat, and the hostages can all go. Otherwise, I'm blowing this cutie's head off."
Sit: "Including the cutie?"
Battalion: "Dematerialize" And the gun disappears in a blur of gold and yellow light.
Revenant: "Sure thing. I wouldn't want to see a beauty like this get hurt." *glances at Battallion* "You, sir, are going to have to do more then that to convince me."
Bolt: "You're so demanding, but I think I can comply." *launches the hovering pistols in his control towards the bank entrance*
Sit: "Fine. Once these four (motions to the four stading near him( are out, Iwill drop my guns. Then let her go!"
Battalion: "What would you like me to do?"
Sit motions for the four to 'get out of here.' Revenant waves the hostages off, and the hostages scramble out of the bank.
Bolt: *lowers to the floor again and walks over next to the table, keeping his eyes on Revenant.*
Revenant: "Weapons on the teller window, buddy." He motions at Battallion. "Get out of the suit, would be my suggestion. Unless you're a robot in which case someone should throw your off switch."
Sit complies, by jumping down, turning on the safty of his weapons, and depositing them at the teller window.
Battalion: "Bosen, Return." In a flash of gold and yellow the suit 'teleports' off him, leaving him in a suit.
Revenant:

((AFTER getting back home.))

((Ted walks out into his computer room. As always it is a mess of wires and the multiple computers are strung together by a mess that is noway easy to navigate.))

"Let's see what I can dig up on this Rev."

[[+16 Computers, background for Rev, Taking 10. 26]]

((Fades out for dramatic effect.))