[When you live in a city with a lot quirks, there's always someone trying something.
He's keeping his footsteps soft, bouncy as he tracks the noise. He spies the flash of a shadow right down an alleyway full of boxes and a conspicuous amount of ladders.
Fatgum signals Kirishima to keep quiet as they make their way down.]
[Kirishima nods, slowing down even his breathing to be as soundless as possible. It's easy to think you won't be detected, but not knowing what kind of abilities they're up against means you can't trust any expectation. Even their breathing could be detected, which makes everything they do a gamble. It doesn't help that he's bright colors and Fatgum is a pretty large target in his own right.
But Kirishima trusts Fat. He's been at this for a long time and knows how to deal with Villains. So he'll follow his orders to a T.]
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He's keeping his footsteps soft, bouncy as he tracks the noise. He spies the flash of a shadow right down an alleyway full of boxes and a conspicuous amount of ladders.
Fatgum signals Kirishima to keep quiet as they make their way down.]
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But Kirishima trusts Fat. He's been at this for a long time and knows how to deal with Villains. So he'll follow his orders to a T.]
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This feels serious, this guy seems to be a pro...the noise gets closer. Fatgum tenses his knuckles, feeling himself go on the defensive...
When he hears a light, plaintive mew. Fatgun looks down.]
Oh...a kitten.
[A calico, by its looks. Fatgum laughs, embarrassed.]
Oh...there's a lesson in there...I need to think of it.
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...but then the kitten reveals itself, and he straightens up a bit.]
S'that all...? Geeze, you had me goin' for a sec there!